Although he knew better, it still felt like there was an open wound. He ran his fingers over his chest where he had been stabbed and grimaced. He’d been in his fair share of scrapes before this, both with the other Guardians and without them, but he didn’t know if he’d ever been in such big trouble before. He stared dully at the confines of his cage. He was dying to stretch himself out, but there wasn’t enough room. Muscles he wasn’t even aware he had hurt. Or like what getting old would feel like, if he ever made it that far.Įvery muscle in his body hurt. He groaned and felt like he was creaking as he rolled over onto his side and pillowed his head on one arm.This must be what Groot felt like growing himself from scratch, everything aching and creaking all the time. He had a crick in his neck from the awkward sleeping position. He thought he was still being drained lights careened across his vision, and only after getting his breathing under control did he realize they were afterimages, like staring too long into the light. Peter woke up disoriented and slightly panicked.
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