Yondu
smiles at that and sits next to him. “Yes and no. The implant gives
signal but the will to make it sing and fly is from our hearts… our
drive…I haven’t gotten it to fly for a while….” whistles the arrow
flashing but doesn’t move and sighs.Carlos felt his heart clench. “God… how long has this been going on? Have you had the implant checked? Maybe there’s a connection issue to your brain or your nerves or something…”
“It’s none of that it’s fine. Had it checked……. it’s….. it’s because I’m….. sad….. I guess you could say….upset…. depressed…… nothing to do about that but…. let it… run its course I guess..” sighs and flops backwards on the bed looking up at the ceiling.
Carlos looked at Yondu. “And carry a side-arm,” he said dryly. Carlos
sighed deeply. God… he didn’t want this. Carlos lay down next to
Yondu, but propped up on his elbow so he could look down at him. “I’m
sorry… maybe I shouldn’t have let it get this far. I had no idea that
that thing was connected to your emotions.” He sighed. “No wonder you
try to be so callus in front of the rest of the crew.”Yondu looks at him nodding and sighs. “I’ll tell you something…. notveven my boys know…..not fully. My parents sold me as a baby to the kree slavers to spare them. No clue if they were or not don’t care. I was barley out of the pouch when I was put in chains and collar and branded. I was to be raised as a weapon. A battle slave for protection and most of all entertainment…… I was kept in a small cage when not being used compared to other centaurians I’m stunted if anything in the nexus books are accurate. I was stunted because one… I was a runt and two no proper nutrients……. when I whistled I killed my first master and as punishment they sawed off my fin. Thinking it would keep me from attacking again…… I killed 4 other masters…. teeth.. claws… bludgeon then I whistled again and I killed with a arrow….. it was erratic…. uncontrolled because my fin was gone…. the kree were interested…. I became a project for there scientists…. the cut and drilled into my brain creating a synthetic fin…. the recovery was escrucuating….but it worked…… what they didn’t count on was the dangerous weapon they unleashed with no kill switch. I killed everyone in that base. Every last one of them. And say there until the ravagers came… wanting a fun fight and supplies and all they found was me….”
Carlos just stared wide-eyed at Yondu. “Jesus… I had no idea,” he said softly. Without thinking Carlos curled in and put an arm around Yondu, giving him a side-ways hug as they lay there on the bed. “I’m so sorry, Yondu… that’s terrible…”
Yondu snuggles against him. “That’s how I became who I am. Took months for the ravager to get a real word from me… even though it was a rather vulgar word. I wasn’t punished for it. I was given a family…… I was respected. And I strives to be the best to keep this new family and life….. but I fucked up….. after I became captain….. I… got message of a man… who asked me to get his children from across the galaxy. It paid handsomely and how could I say no. What he was offering these kids was something even I would have loved to have…….. but before I got peter I found out the truth….. and I have a few dozen dead kids blood on my hands…… I kept peter. Kept him as my own to protect from him….. the ravagers…. banished me. I lost my family….”
“Wait, what?” Carlos asked. Some things that Yondu was saying was causing him some alarm. He pulled back to look the Captain in the face. “You told me it was Peter’s mom who asked you to take him in and look after him.”
The Perfect Scientist 