Title: His Final Thoughts
Author: LegolasLover2003 aka Ashley
Category: Misc. Movies - "Guardians of the Galaxy"
Genre: General
Rating: G
Disclaimer: I do not own any rights to "Guardians of the Galaxy". I just have this thing for Lee Pace and the characters he plays...
Note: THERE ARE MAJOR SPOILERS!
Note 2: This was a short drabble off the top of my head as to what Ronan might have been thinking with his oh-so-glorious 'wtf?' look prior to his demise.

His Final Thoughts

I could not begin to fathom it.
What was this sack of flesh and bone doing?
What madness had stolen over his wretched soul that he started to writhe and jerk about upon the devastation, as if he were some sort of slug animated by a surge of electricity through his extremities?
My eyes could barely take it in... such vulgarity... such a disjointed lack of coordination...

And so I asked him, my voice booming over the stunned silence... a silence broken only by his off key verbal utterances that I believe he thought to be singing.
"WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!" I asked, my gaze fixed upon this strange creature who was some form of humanoid, though obviously not native to this pathetic world.

I would be glad to cleanse this planet of such things.
This being did not deserve life, much less did he deserve it after trying in vain to stop my slaughter.
My fingers gripped the handle of my weapon, clenching tightly in annoyance at this ridiculous display.

The Terran started to talk... or rather half sing half talk, the words falling from his lips like incomprehensible babble.
He tried to convince Gamora to join him... at least she was not as foolish as this confounded wretch.
Had he lost what little mind he possessed?
Did the fall of the Dark Aster loosen his grasp on reality?
Perhaps one good hit with the Universal Weapon will straighten out this... Star Lord.

My first utterance ignored, I scream at him again, demanding to know the purpose of this insult. "WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!"

And that worthless excuse for a sentient being had the gall to reply with, 'I'm distracting you, you big turd blossom.'.

As my mind whirled, quickly bringing to my lips a more dire insult than the one be slung before me... his words and the deeper meaning of them struck me and quickly, turning, I spied that which would spell my doom.

In those last moments, my sole thought, my one raging desire, was to see Star Lord's head, severed at my feet.

The End