Rocket's POV - Rocket x Reader part 1

Final Showdown

I stirred into consciousness to the sounds of O-O-H Child echoing in the background. Everything hurt but I was alive. Wait. I was alive which meant-

"NO! Groot!" I scrambled up from the dust and rubble to grab a fragment of him. I picked up a stick from the ground and cradled it close to me. "I called him an idiot..."

I barely noticed the others moving and it felt like I was in my own world. All of the memories I shared with Groot, all the times we had each other, and how he sacrificed his life for someone like me. They all coursed through my head at lightning speed as an indescribable anger raced through my veins.

Ronan came sauntering out from the smoke and settling dust. I turned to him and yelled. "YOU KILLED GROOT!" I launched myself at him only to be tossed aside. I hit a chunk of cement and let out a grunt as I slid to the ground.

"Behold! Your 'Guardians of the Galaxy!' The have failed you and now you Xandarians will-" Ronan continued to boast about nonsense and I tuned it out. I spotted the pieces to our weapon and I scrambled over to it, looking at Drax and Gamora silently telling them to create a diversion. I worked quickly, reworking the wiring and components to recreate the device.

Quill jumped up and started singing along to the song and busting some moves, confusing Ronan and buying me enough time to finish assembling our saving grace.

"WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!" Ronan demanded.

"Distractin' ya, ya big turd blossom!" Quill said with a smile and that's when Drax and I fired the weapon at Ronan's hammer, effectively dislodging the stone. Everything slowed down as the stone sailed through the air, a race between Ronan and Quill. It felt like minutes but in reality it was a matter of seconds. Quill's hand grabbed the stone and he immediately dropped like one, writhing and screaming on the ground.

Finally, Quill was able to stand up but his body started to disintegrate. Gamora extended a hand and was yelling at him to take her hand. A purple wind started swirling around all of us and I could no longer see the crowd of Xandarians on the other side.

"TAKE MY HAND!" Gamora shouted again, and Peter took it. Gamora jerked in pain, head flinging back. Drax was next and clapped a hand on Peter's shoulder. I reached up and grabbed ahold of one of Drax's fingers and felt an immense pain rage through my body. I tilted my head and let out a silent stceam as my vision exploded with purple light. The next thing I knew, (Y/N) had slipped her hand into mine. I wanted to look at her, to talk to her, but I couldn't. The pain was too great.

When the energy leveled out I could still feel it in my body but I could also feel it concentrating itself inside Peter. I was able to open my eyes and move my body again but I still held on to Drax and (Y/N).

"Impossible! How can a mere mortal hold the stone?!" Ronan's face had changed from smug to fear as he realized what he was up against.

"You said it yourself, bitch. We're the Guardians of the Galaxy." Quill opened his hand and released the concentrated energy right into Ronan. He cried out in pain as his body became nothing but ash. The purple whirlwind died down and we all let go of each other, sighing in relief that the danger has passed.

That is, until Yondu showed up with a handful of gun-wielding Ravagers. Too bad I didn't have mine. "Well, well. That was a pretty fancy light show. But we got somethin' to settle first before all the celebrations start."

(Y/N) muttered under her breath. "Gee, I love being held at gunpoint."

This caught me a little off guard. "You do?" She gave me a look and that's when I figured out she was being sarcastic. Dammit! I hate when people don't use their sarcastic voice. Pisses me off!