So here we go chapter 2, picking up where we left off

Chapter 2

"So he was targeted…someone else knows he's Terran". Kraglin said as he knew that it now became complicated. "He's not just a Terran". Yondu reminded him as Kraglin thought for a second.

"I'll tell Alezduran to change all the security codes and check the system for hacking". He said as Yondu shook his head.

"Peter doesn't know any of that anyway, but what the hell". He tried to imagine what the teen had gone through and what information someone wanted off him.

"When he wakes up, I want him banned from missions for a while, let whoever took him think…Whatever they want to think". He said gruffly as Kraglin nodded and left the room so it was just the two of them.

As Yondu approached the bed containing the unconscious Terran, he noticed Peter flinched slightly as his shadow fell across the boy caused by the light behind him ignoring the reaction no doubt caused by whatever was going through his head, if anything was.

Yondu put a hand to the Peter's face in what anyone walking into the room could have described as a tender gesture. "Listen, I know you're in there, and you're home now. So you can wake up". Peter's eyes flicked, to indicate that the words were penetrating into his skull as with no more words to say other than changing the codes and getting the hell out of that part of space as he left the Med Bay .

In the days that followed, the familiarity that was expected of the Ravagers begun to return and the limbo that had existed for the past few weeks begun to vanish as star charts were plotted and raids were planned. The only exception to this rule was the Captain, when he wasn't found on the bridge or in the mess he was found in the med bay keeping vigil over the boy. More colour was returning to him, and the wounds on his body were beginning to heal. It was his brain however that was taking its time. Several times his eyes flicked and his head lolled from one side to another, but there was nothing coherent that was coming out of him to let him know that he knew where he was.

Yondu had gone to his room to get his Walkman, but even with the headphones around Peter's neck and that damn music played on full blast did nothing to work its way into that boy's skull.

In the end, Yondu was seen by Kraglin, the only member of the crew he would allow in the med bay with his feet propped up on the bed reading aloud from his pad, to see if a familiar voice would work, but still nothing. The fact Peter would wake up was a given, when he would was still a mystery.

After five days, apart from Peter was now breathing without support yet his body still being fed intravenously, Yondu was sitting on the bridge when an announcement appeared over the intercom "Captain, get down to the Med bay immediately", and the within the words everyone on the bridge, hell everyone on the ship could hear the cries of only one person in the background. Instantly the bridge crew fell silent as Yondu leapt from his seat, summoning Kraglin with only a look whilst everyone else on the bridge could only look at each other. Getting down to the Med bay took almost a minute, as both men rushed in to see all the medics working on the boy, who was twitching widely in his delirium.

Peter was gasping for air, trying to fill his lungs as he tried to move his fragile limbs and was failing, as something rippled under his skin, the medics just stood back unable to process what they were seeing, as under Peter's skin the symbols suddenly appeared, to the medics they were just symbols akin to tattoos, but Yondu and Kraglin knew exactly what they were.

"Everyone out now". He ordered the medic as Yondu immediately brought pulled back his coat to reveal his yaka arrow, the message clear as all of them looked at each other and filed out of the room. Which Kraglin locked as they brought themselves closer to the boy, as the ancient symbols, written when the universe was still new emerged over his skin. His arms, legs, even across his face, as the symbols glowed like gold.

They didn't understand the meaning, as they could only look at the teen as they seemed to glow brighter, and to ripple under his skin as suddenly Peter's eyes snapped open and just blazed, blazed as if there was fire beneath the green eyes.

It was unworldly, they knew the words were from his father's people, his true heritage which they had to deny and keep him ignorant of as the symbols seemed to extinguish themselves within him and Peter's head suddenly rolled balk against the pillow with an audible sigh.

All was silence in the room for a brief moment as Kraglin and Yondu took a step back, saying nothing at what they had just witnessed, the only sounds in the room were from the constant beeping of the monitors, as Peter took a stronger deeper breath and his eyelids begun to flicker, and finally his green eyes opened unseeing as they stared at the ceiling,

He blinked his eyes begun to move around the room taking in his surrounding, a spark of remembrance at the sight of the concerned Kraglin, as his eyes fell on Yondu the boy tensed as his heart monitor beginning to beat faster.

Yondu noticing the distress moved back, as Peter took one look at Yondu and before either he or Kraglin could catch him, dived off the bed, pulling the wires and tubes aggressively from his body, causing blood to drip from his arms, as he crashed to the floor and begun a feeble attempt to drag his body across the decking.

Peter didn't get far as Yondu grabbed him before he could cause any further damage to himself and shook him gently. "Peter, Peter". He demanded the boy, who could only blink and look more terrified. "Get away from me…Just get away". His voice sounded rough and course either from prolonged screaming or lack of use, neither of them was sure. "It's alright, your safe". Peter tried to process the words and leaned back against Yondu's grip.

"I'm not worthless…I'm not a nothing". Peter rasped "You called me a nothing, you said I was weak and pathetic…there was nothing good". Yondu tried to take in the boy's babbling as Kraglin went to fetch the trembling teen a blanket.

"Peter, you've been missing for three weeks, we found you…You are safe. No one is going to hurt you". Yondu promised as Peter brought his hand up to the Centurian face "You're really him, you're really Yondu…you're not the man in black?" Peter practically begged as the Captain nodded as Peter finally begun to relax, "Three weeks, I was there for three weeks". Peter processed the knowledge and sank back against Yondu's chest, he was safe...he was home. Finally everything was going to be all right. "What do you remember?" Yondu had to know, even though it was unlikely the boy could recall anything, as Peter took a breath, desperate to rid his mind of the memories that managed to linger.

"I was tied to a table, and there were needles, so many of them going into me…And they hurt. I remember screaming and there were people taking my blood and putting things into my head". Peter's voice rose in distress as Yondu held the boy tighter "Keep going". He urged and hated himself for asking as Peter wet his lips and continued.

"There was a man, he had a white face and long black hair, when he touched me, he felt like ice…and he started asking me questions. Who I was, my name, where I came from…I tried not to tell him, I tried not to, but, I told him everything. I tried Yondu, I really tried." Peter practically begged, "I know, I know…it was impossible, that's not your fault". Yondu reassured the boy, who was now desperately trying to get it out of his system.

"He wanted to know about my mom, he asked me about her…And then he asked me who my father was". Agitation was creeping into Peter at this point as Yondu stroked his hair in a bid to calm him down. "I told him I didn't know that, and he grew angry, told me I "Was a disgrace to the father…to the our father" over and over again, and then…and then he changed. He changed his shape".

Yondu tried to think of species that were chameleons, but it was a limited number as Peter took a shaky breath and carried on. "He changed into you; you were there telling me I was pathetic and useless, over and over again all the time". Peter broke off and looked up at Yondu, "It's not true is it, is it?" Peter looked so desperate, Yondu spoke quickly. "It's not true Peter, it's not true".

These were the words Peter needed to hear, as exhausted by the entire exchange, as he closed his eyes almost grateful to let sleep claim him again. Yondu held him for a minute, before placing him back on the bad, reattaching his needles with ease, and gave the boy one more stroke to the head, hoping it would communicate better dreams to the boy, as with Kraglin they left the room and left Peter to the waiting medics.

Neither of them said anything, until they were at the empty mess hall as Yondu took two beers and passed one to Kraglin, both of them knew exactly who had taken Peter but Yondu was the first to voice it. "His father found him after all".

"Are you sure it was him?" Kraglin asked even though he knew the answer.

"He described him perfectly, black hair, cold touch and a shape shifter. A family reunion and he fucks with the kid. Terran side was too strong I guess". Yondu tried to imagine what it was like for the boy to live through all that, and was pleased that Peter still had no idea as he drunk his beer and Kraglin leaned back. "So now what?"

"Keep him on here for a while, no missions at all…and see what happened next". Nothing would change that Peter had exhibited some sign of his father's side, and it was possible that the bastard hadn't witnessed it…But it was also possible that the son of a bitch had activated his abilities and wanted nothing of his own son after seeing them. Peter didn't know, and neither did them so it was possible that Peter was safe, but it was a slim possibility. Now Yondu's job was to keep an eye on the teen and see what happened next.

After Kraglin left, Yondu stood there a while longer nursing his beer, trying to contemplate what had happened. It was no secret that keeping the boy was best for him, imagining the boy he once was, going through an ordeal like that if Yondu had handed his over didn't exactly fill him with joy. He had done his best to deny his existence, hell even claim he was dead. But now the boy's father knew, and had fucked over his own son…no not his son. Yondu said to himself, feeling a small raise of anger since anyone in the galaxy he would have killed for this, and he was tempted too. He had raised the boy for years, and now that bastard had put in an appearance to destroy him. How bloody typical of him, vowing to himself to try to protect Peter from all of this.

As the days passed, both of them kept an eye on Peter, to see if there was a sign of more signs, but after that night of hysterics. Peter had woke up in the med bay, strangely calm, knowing he had been kidnapped but not knowing who or why. As the medics explained the drugs in his system, he put it down to his scrambled mind and no one said any more of it. In the end, he was in the med bay for two more days and three on bed rest, before he took he went back to work. Upon orders of Yondu, no one was to ask anything, and no one was to ask, not even Alezduran so everyone treated him like nothing had happened.

That was how Peter seemed to want it, and Yondu wanted to forget the last month had ever happened, he had more important things to worry about then that kid, as he stopped past the M-Ship Hanger and saw Peter surrounded by engine parts, which he was trying to put together, taking a moment to scratch the back of his neck which Yondu had noticed was a habit he had recently picked up.

Yet Yondu concluded as he took his place on the Bridge, and Alezduran plotted the next course, he knew this wasn't over, even if he could deny otherwise. If it was that bastard of a father of his, then Yondu had a feeling that this wasn't over yet.

The end…but also to be contunied…sorta!

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