This choice: They're ready (RESERVED) • Go Back...Chapter #13They're ready (RESERVED) by: Writer1990   Before they left, they took a couple of minutes to finish up, grab extra weapons or ammo. Gamora was in her room, staring at herself in the mirror, inspecting her bloated belly. She grabbed a packet of food and started eating, inspecting her side profile in the mirror. It's not enough to throw off my balance, I'll be fine she thought to herself.
She heard knocks at her door. ”Gamora, we're going now” she heard Peter say from behind the door.
”Be right out” she called back, pulling her shirt down and finishing her food.
She stepped out to join the others and walked with them out of the ship. She looked back and saw mantis waving to them enthusiastically, and smiled back to her. The group walked towards the facility, conscious of looking suspicious if they were running. They had planned the heist for the evening so that they had some darkness to act as cover, but have the minimum number of guards active.
Rocket and Groot broke off from the others and headed towards the gate, while Drax, Peter, and Gamora headed towards the vent. They arrived at the vent only to find that it wasn't unguarded like they'd expected, and they quickly dived for cover.
”What do we do?” Quill asked.
”I shall take them. They will never see me coming” Drax answered, Starting to get up.
”No, but they'll hear you coming if you do your war cry,” Gamora said, anticipating Drax’s actions.
”But I need to do it. It gets me pumped!” Drax retorted.
”It also gets Rocket and Groot killed!” she hissed back.
”I got ’em, ” Quill called to them, the barrels of his guns smoking, and the two guards unconscious on the floor.
Gamora and Drax both looked surprised, but carried on. They lifted the grate and climbed into the vent, hiding the guard's bodies inside. They strode warily through the darkened tunnel, heading towards the guard post.
”Left or right?” Drax asked.
”Left! Did you not listen to rocket? He said left like 50 times!” Quill replied, already exasperated with Drax.
”I did listen to him! I know that we have to fight some people!” Drax quipped back.
Gamora and Peter looked at each other with a shared look of idiot. They pushed onwards and came to the end of the vent. Gamora peeked outside and saw the guard post, filled with guards coming and going from other parts of the vault. She looked to Drax and Peter.
”Whats the plan now. There's a lot of guards?” she asked the two of them.
“There are a lot, aren’t there. If we sneak down and-” Peter said, getting cut off by Drax bursting through the grate into the guard post.
There was no point in trying to be sneaky now, and the two of them jumped out into the fray. Peter covered them from a distance, taking potshots at anyone who got too close, while Drax and Gamora we're both cutting through the guards like butter. Gamora, however, felt slower than usual. She couldn't focus. All she could think about was her bloating, her illness, her hunger. All these thoughts were clouding her head.
She heard Drax laughing, and sighed, annoyed. Annoyed that she couldn't keep up with him, even though she was always ahead if him. Suddenly she felt someone tackle her to the ground, and panicked, thrashing at the guard to get him off of her. She heard two gunshots and saw Peter stood across from her with his guns held up, smoke rising from the barrels.
”Are you okay? That guy got the jump on you pretty easily” He said, helping her up.
”I'm fine. I'm just having a bad day” she replied, deadpan.
”I have won!” Drax yelled from the other side of the room.
Gamora’s mood did not improve. It also didn't help that there were now alarms blaring and footsteps approaching from all directions. The trio braced themselves for a second wave. They fought them off again, Drax mowing through them, Peter picking them off from a distance, and Gamora making her way through them. As they fought through them, gamora noticed a few of them peeling off, heading towards the vault. She tried to stop them, but only caught one of the ones at the back.
”Peter! Drax! Get them!” she yelled, trying to stop them from jeopardising the plan
The two of them tried to get to the group, only managing to stop a few, leaving most of them to get to the vault, where Rocket and Groot were.
”Rocket, you've got guards headed your way! Do we chase ’em or what?” Quill called down the comms line.
”clear the security room, destroy the console, it'll make breaking this door down a whole lot easier” Rocket replied.
”On it!” Quill said, signalling Gamora and Drax to follow him.
They ran to the security room, taking out ant guards on the way. They cleared the room as fast as they could, destroying the consoles in the room with a couple of grenades. As they left the room, Gamora felt out of breath, which was strange because usually age never got out of breath this easily. Something was definitely wrong with her, because this definitely was not just a ’bad day’.
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Outside the vault, Rocket was crouched outside the doors next to a small panel. He was busily re-wiring and reshaping the circuitry inside. A sudden surge of energy, followed by the loud groan of the doors opening told him that the others had destroyed the security room, which meant that the plan was going to shit.
”Groot, come on we don't got a lot of time!” he called to Groot, who was sat on the floor, bored.
”I am Groot!” he replied excitedly.
Rocket ran through the vault, trying to find the gun. Outside the door, he could hear the echoes of footsteps, getting louder and louder. He ran past piles of credits, weapons and other expensive looking things, pissed off that he couldn't grab them. He found the gun that he was looking for and climbed up into one of the vents, with Groot following close behind. He made it onto the roof and saw the others running back to the ship.
”boy am I gonna have words with ’em” he growled under his breath.  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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