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REPOST: Request for Ava_ _Hart Peter Quill

"Come back with us darling, we've longed to take you home" my mother said.

"I am Groot!"

"Yeah I agree with yah pal. She ain't going anywhere, not with you two sickos! We've been through this before and I won't lose another friend!" Uncle Rocket exclaimed as he fired a shot at my parents. They managed to dodge it but they then looked at my uncle with such hatred and anger.

"You dare keep our child away from us!? You will feel the wrath of the Celestials!" My father's voice echoed then soon both my real parents turned to giant blue ghosts and shot out electric tentacles towards us.

My daddy took me in his arms and pulled me out of the way and managed to duck underneath the Milano and he opened up a secret door and put me inside.

"No matter what happens baby girl stay down you understand?"

"But daddy I can help...."

"No princess! This is between us and them. I promised I wouldn't let anyone harm you when I first found you and I am not about to break that promise!" I just looked at him with teary eyes then I nodded and told him.

"Okay daddy, I'll stay".

"That's my girl". He then kissed my forehead then he activated his helmet and pulled out his blasters before taking off flying. I could hear the sounds of a raging battle happening and could see half of my family fighting against my father and the other half fighting my mother.

If this is what I really was, I hope I never become as scary as they are right now. Suddenly my mother caught sight of me and she threw off Uncle Rocket and Uncle Drax as she charged right at me screaming a haunting scream. I curled myself in then I heard Aunt Gamora's battle cry as she now held out her sword and stopped my mother from taking another step.

"Touch her and the only thing you'll be wanting is a head replacement!" Aunt Gamora then kicked my mother away and the two of them began fighting it out.

I don't know how long the battle lasted, but it soon came to a point where my real parents were getting the upper hand. They had my daddy, aunt and uncles all pinned down almost like they were crushing them.

"We don't wish to do this (y/n)! But you leave us no choice!" My father proclaimed as he began to crush my daddy even harder making him scream in agony.

"No! Stop it! Leave them alone!" I cried out as tears fell down my face.

"There's only one way to stop us, you come with us and we'll let the Guardians live, but refuse and we'll kill them and take you by force if we have too!" My mother stated.

"No (y/n) don't you do it kid! They'll kill us either way!" Uncle Rocket groaned out as my mother squeezed him tighter.

As I watched my real parents hurt my family, I didn't know what to. If what uncle Rocket says is true I'll lose my family either way and be forced to go with my mom and dad.

It was then I began to think back on all the times I shared with my family. From the day my daddy first introduced me to music, the laughs uncle Drax, Uncle Groot and I have shared, Aunt Gamora's stories at bedtime, and the gun training Uncle Rocket has given me, I suddenly felt a power within me.

It surged and morphed into strength as my fear suddenly went away and all that was left was rage. It was also that "The Chain's" lyrics was beginning to finally make sense to me, daddy was right.

Even though sometimes families have their weaknesses and argue, we will always stand together. And right now they needed my help because they are my real family and not the Celestial Monsters that are attacking them right now.