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C304 Spider-Man
🕑 Added 2023-04-06 13:02:42 +0000 UTC“!” Quill watched in horror as the only connection to his deceased mother was destroyed before his very eyes.
As the broken bits and pieces of his Walkman fell from Ego’s hand and disappeared down the large hole that swallowed up the Guardians only moments ago, Quill's eyelids began to droop downward as he found himself getting lightheaded.
Up to this moment, Ego hasn’t released or eased his grip on his son's neck, so the lack of oxygen was seriously starting to become a real problem.
And just as Quill was about to pass out, a voice shouted from the entrance of the palace.
“Hey, there, jackass!”
Instantly, the sound of heavy gunfire filled the area as a hail of energy bolts of all sizes and colors shot across the room.
“?!” Ego turned just in time for the barrage of gunfire to collide with his body, tearing it apart and revealing the blue ghostly figure underneath once again.
And soon enough, the rain of blaster bolts collided with his outstretched arm, tearing it off and releasing Quill, who immediately plummeted down toward the dark hole below whilst simultaneously gasping for air.
*Whistle*
A whistling sound filled the air as a blue figure flew across the spacious hall, hanging by the glowing arrow in his hand.
“I got yah.” Yondu said reassuringly as he caught Quill with his free hand and slowly descended back toward his men, who never stopped shooting at Ego.
“Haha!” After realizing what happened and catching his breath, Quill couldn’t stop himself from laughing.
“What?” Yondu asked in confusion as he held his arrow above his head.
“You look like Mary Poppins.” Quill commented jokingly.
“Is he cool?” Yondu asked hopefully.
Quill couldn’t help but smirk, as he found Yondu’s cluelessness both funny and endearing at the same time.
“Hell yeah, he's cool.” He nodded with a warm smile.
“I'M MARY POPPINS, Y'ALL!” Yondu yelled proudly.
(A/N: I had to add that. It’s one of my favorite scenes in MCU.)
“You guys figure out why Ego wants you here?” Yondu asks as they land near the other Ravagers, who still haven't ceased firing at Quill’s father.
Meanwhile, Ego was constantly growing his body back whilst taking what’s seemed like an unending amount of damage.
If they planned to buy some time, then it was working, but sadly, they wouldn’t be doing much else.
“Something about my genetic connection to this light thing. He basically wants to destroy the universe.” Quill says with an unknowing shrug. ”He mind-controlled me for a minute and showed me how to control it.”
“So, could you?” Yondu asked curiously.
“A little.” Quill says as he held out his hand and squinted his eyes as if he were constipated.
Suddenly, a small ball of light appeared in his hand.
“A ball?” Yondu didn’t look very impressed. “Does it explode or something?”
Quill dejectedly shook his head back and forth.
“I thought as hard as I could. It was all that I could come up with. This is only my second time.” He reasoned.
“You ‘thought’? You think when I make this arrow fly, I use my head?” Yondu whistled and showed off his glowing arrow, which circled around his body.
“Argh! ENOUGH!” Ego screamed in rage as vines grew out from under the group of Ravagers.
“”“!””” The Ravagers panicked as sharp thorn-covered vines wrapped around their legs and dug into their skin. “””Aaaahh!”””
“I don’t use my head to fly the arrow, boy! I use my heart...” Yondu explained further as he let out a loud whistle.
Instantly, the arrow shot from his hand and rushed toward his men before tearing through the vines, freeing them in a matter of seconds.
“I don’t want to do this, but it’s time to take the kid gloves off...” Ego spoke as he reformed his flesh body and slowly floated forward. “Let’s start with him.”
Ego turned to Yondu before pointing a single finger forward.
Instantly, a blue energy formed at the tip of his pointer finger before launching forward in a long beam of light.
“No!” Quill screamed as the beam impacted Yondu’s chest, drilling a hole straight through his body and out the other end.
Quill froze in shock as the blue beam died down and Yondu fell backward onto the cracked palace floor, gushing blood.
“Remember...” Yondu croaked out as he coughed up a mouthful of blood. “I use my heart...”
...
Complete and utter silence filled the palace entry hall as Quill stared in shock at his adoptive father's bleeding body.
“...You shouldn’t have killed my mom and squished my Walkman.” Quill turned to his biological father with a venomous glare.
But before Ego could reply, his son shot into the air as a blue ethereal energy covered his entire body.
Rushing forward, Quill collided with his Celestial father and grabbed hold of him, bashing his back into multiple pillars.
As they flew together, Quill’s hand morphed into a thick metal fist, which he then used to hammer his father in the face over and over again.
...
“Argh!” After taking one too many hits to the face, Ego finally retaliated, launching Quill away and into the ceiling with a powerful kick.
*Boom!*
Quill's body smashed into the roof before luckily coming to a stop, though he didn’t stay still for long.
After a hate-filled stare-down between father and son, the two shot toward one another, both summoning materials to their body as they did so.
Ego simply called brown rocks to himself, which covered his entire body in an earthy set of armor.
Meanwhile, Quill, on the other hand, summoned yellow pieces which all came together like legos to build a giant 3D Pac-Man.
And when the two finally collided, Quills Pac-Man snapped its mouth shut on his father, breaking the rock armor with ease.
After Ego’s armor exploded, sending him tumbling to the palace floor, the yellow Pac-Man crumbled away, revealing an exhausted Peter Quill.
*heavy breathing*
Quill descended to the ground tiredly as he stood over his father's beaten body.
“!?” Suddenly, Ego's eyes shot open as he started to panic out of nowhere.
“What’s happening?!” He shouted like a madman as he scrambled to his feet. “I don’t... We need to stop it. Stop. Stop. Listen to me! Don’t let him do it!”
Quill watched in shock as his father's body began to crumble like sand.
“NO!” Ego bellowed one last time as his form collapsed into a pile of mushy sand.
Not even the blue ghostly figure of his father was left behind...
Although he had some questions, Quill quickly remembered something as he turned and rushed across the rubble-filled hall.
“YONDU!” Quill yelled in worry as he rushed toward his adoptive father. “No... No!”
As he dropped to his knees at Yondu’s side, he couldn’t tear his eyes away from the gaping hole in his chest, which was leaking blood like crazy.
Opposite to Quill’s, who was on the verge of tears, Yondu smiled upward.
“What are you crying for, boy?... Quit being a p*ssy...” He spoke weakly.
“Shut up, you idiot!” Quill lashed out as he quickly pulled off his coat and covered Yondu’s wound.
“That ain’t gonna do much...” Yondu laughed lightly as he turned his head to see the pile that once was Ego. “You know... he may have been your father, boy... but he wasn’t your daddy... I’m sorry I didn’t do none of it right... I’m damn lucky you’re my boy.”
“NO!” Quill screamed as tears fell from his eyes.
He watched as the light slowly draining from Yondu’s eyes could do nothing about it...
“NO! NOOOOO!” Quill screamed and cried as he applied pressure to the wound.
...
“What the hell are you screaming about?” A voice spoke from behind.
Turning around, Quill watched as Peter casually stepped out of a golden portal with Groot on his shoulder as usual.
“Captain...” Yondu uttered, though it was getting hard for him to speak at this point.
“Yondu... He...” Quill tried to speak but the words wouldn’t leave his mouth.
“Huh? Oh... Don’t worry. I got this.” Peter said without worry as he waved his hand.
Suddenly, a golden spell circle appeared above Yondu’s bloody body.
“There, all better.” Peter shrugged as his newest crew member started to heal at a visible pace.
“...” Quill watched in awe as signs of life returned to his Daddy’s face. “Thank you...”
Quill sniffled as he wiped his tears away.
“No problem.” Peter said as he rested a hand on his Vice Captain's shoulder. “What kind of Captain would I be if I let my men die so easily? After all, you have a long life of grunt work ahead of you.”
A/N: 1463 words :) I was thinking about doing a cliffhanger for Yondu’s possible death, but I thought that might be a bit cruel of me.
Comments
naragathon
Perfect
wayne schack
Check the edit. Is it good?
wayne schack
Hmm maybe I’ll add that...
naragathon
Be funnier if he added that he is the only one that can work his men to death
