Guardians Of The Galaxy Prison Novels & Stories

"Dad, bear with me. I'll take you to the hospital now!" "No, he is a prisoner in custody. He will need approval if he wants to leave." "Do you want to watch my dad die!" The prison guard replied, "Actually, you can only blame yourself for offending others. Since your dad came in, he has not had it easy." A name flashed in Gale's mind, Shawn! It's him! Wasn't it enough that he tortured her?! Even Peter, who was serving his sentence, was not spared! "I'm going to see Shawn..." Gale wiped away her tears and was about to get up.

The whole pack is on lockdown without an Alpha or Luna, and if any of us tries to return, we will be imprisoned or killed. I walk Mother over to the couch and sit her down gently, while Elara throws a blanket over her. “One more thing,” Mother says. “Look for a guard with a special armband. Only high-ranked guards with the armband are allowed access to every part of the facility. Your safest bet is for Elara to transform into one of them.” Elara POV “Do you think Gabriela will be okay?” Mason asks as we throw our stuff into the car. We said our goodbyes, and I had to fight the tears when I had to give Stella to Kane.

One grisled, scarred shifter after another emerged from their cages, shifting into animal forms ranging from wolf to lion, and charging into the breach. On the third level above their cells, they reached the first true roadblock. The guards on this level had run upstairs to help defend the prison, taking their keys with them. The locked door barring this level was not the sort James could pick with his claws, and the men looked at each other with pensive expressions. Do we wait? One of the recent escapees inquired mentally. We can’t afford to risk it. Grayson answered, standing beside a wolf with an injured paw.

"Perhaps now, you'll all leave her alone. Oh, right—you can't because the NIRL commands us to leave this planet." Stralath scowled as the elevator doors opened. "I'm not leaving," Galene stated as Stralath pointed them to the left. "None of you will get your way—I won't return to the water or climb in a space taxi." The well-lit passage led to a large set of double doors. More guards loitered. Galene expected to see the Avengers on the other side. If Captain America stepped into view, she wouldn't be surprised. "Wait." Miro grabbed her wrist, and they all stopped. "You don't have to do this."

Thirty seconds later two guards showed up to escort her. "Gang yard," one of the guards yelled over the earsplitting siren. She nodded her understanding. Of course there was an injury in the gang yard, they were rarely anywhere else. The prison had struggled in separating gang from non-gang prisoners, so they'd finally cut the yard in half with a high fence. They'd even had to take away the weight benches and weights from the gangs because they were using them as weapons. Jenna ran toward the fence and was waved through by another corrections officer. The prisoners were laying on the ground face-down with their arms over their heads, fingers locked together.

“He could easily make more.” “Complex C is where the really rough ones are—solitary. He left some of them in transition about seven or eight. There will be guards and other humans, all compelled. They leave when their shifts are over, and they make it back the next day on time. Everyone who comes to that prison is compelled to keep the illusion alive.” “This man,” Martha said, shaking her head. She looked around at the others. “He needs to die.” “Martha?” Nico said. He was not the only one surprised to hear her say that.

I peered my head around the corner and found only one guard who was yawning away. The prison itself was longer than it was wide and could easily fit my entire pack in there. And that is exactly what the Alpha had done. They had shackled the entire pack with silver cuffs to keep them from shifting or communicating through the mindlink. I glanced at the sleeping guard and knew I would need to keep him from waking up. The shadows here were perfect, given that no windows were here and the only light was from the single small wall lamp near the guard’s desk. I focused on the shadows around the guard and allowed them to almost swallow him up.

he replied. “Guards!” Dante yelled, and a guard ran inside. “You called, general,” he said, bowing his head. “Lock her up in Wing A; make sure her hands and legs are chained securely, and any food going to her must be in plastic. She is a very important criminal,” he said. “Yes, general,” he said, going to Stella and dragging her pup. And they both walked out of the conference room. “Don’t you think Adrain is involved with the rogues?” I asked.

They had a toilet and a wooden bed with a blanket. "A minute please." he requests from the guards they are kind enough to move away from us and he pulls me into a hug. "I promise you gonna be okay, it's not gonna be as bad as our prisons," he states. "Aquarius Waters has a prison?" I pull away. To say I was shocked wouldn't give me justice for how I was feeling. But who am I kidding, of course, they have a prison. "Yes, every pack has it," he disturbs my train of thought.

"Also, I have a feeling you won't be able to find out who deleted the video recording." The guards became increasingly speechless. Fear made their faces pale. Sweat began to appear and dampen their bodies. "Beta, we—" "It's not your fault. I know you've been guarding the prison as best you can," Garth said as he stood up. He let out a breath, still staring at the screen. "Unfortunately, you're up against someone beyond your abilities." "What do you mean, Beta?" "Are you suggesting that there is an intruder in the prison?"