Marvel: I Need A New Body

"Hey, Erik?" Wanda called out, "So, when are we leaving to kill that planet?"

"As I said, we'll rest today and probably leave once the army is done with the preparations."

Wanda smirked and turned to Helen to whisper something in her ear. "Are you still a virgin, Helen?"

Helen nodded, slightly blushing.

Cindy smirked as she lightly tapped Helen's butt and whispered something in her ear as well. "Then get ready to lose it tonight!"

"What!?" Helen exclaimed loudly.

After this, the three women settled into a cozy corner of the bar, drinks in hand, while Erik had been sent off at Wanda's insistence so the "girl talk" could commence in peace.

As they talked, Helen found herself completely engrossed in Wanda and Cindy's stories about life with Erik. She listened closely, feeling curious and excited.

"So…how exactly does it work?" Helen ventured, trying to sound casual but clearly intrigued. "I mean, do you take turns with him on certain days, or…?"

At this, Wanda and Cindy exchanged amused glances before breaking into laughter.

Wanda shook her head, a fond smile on her face. "We don't really follow a strict schedule or anything. Erik's, well...let's say, high energy. Cindy here even has this special ability that…uh, helps all of us keep up with him."

Helen's cheeks flushed as Cindy grinned and raised her glass in a playful toast. "Yep, we like to keep things spontaneous. But I'd be lying if I said I don't enjoy it." She winked.

Helen nodded thoughtfully, finding a sense of comfort in Wanda's words.

She hadn't expected to feel this accepted, or for her worries to be understood so quickly. But as the night wore on, the conversation became lighter, with Cindy and Wanda joking, teasing, and sharing embarrassing memories, drawing Helen into their laughter.

Finally, the time came. Wanda and Cindy exchanged a look, then turned to Helen with knowing smiles.

"Oh, no nononono…it's too soon," Helen stammered, already blushing furiously as Cindy gently tugged her toward the bedroom.

Wanda smirked, leading the way. "Helen, even without using my powers, I can get a read on your dirty mind. You're a pervert on the levels of Cindy. Besides, it'll be much better inside than sitting outside the door to listen and masturbate on your own…"

Helen's face turned a deep shade of red. "W-What?! I wasn't…I mean, I…"

"Thought we wouldn't notice?" Cindy teased, nudging Helen playfully.

After getting teased a bit more by the two girls, with a final burst of courage, Helen let herself be led into the bedroom.

However, the man in question wasn't present in there!

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In the heart of the mother ship's barracks, the air was thick with the steady hum of machinery and the clang of tools as Chitauri soldiers scurried around, completing repairs on Gamora's ship.

Standing at the top of the exit ramp, Rocket emerged from the cockpit, smirking as he ran one final diagnostic check on the holographic screen before shutting it off.

"I never thought I'd get a full repair service from the nastiest army in the galaxy," he snickered, brushing some grime off his paws. "And the upgrades? Pure insanity."

With a satisfied grin, he raised a paw in salute toward Erik. "Thanks a lot, Gamora's Unc!" he shouted, "I'll never forget your favor!"

Erik looked up, nodding curtly. "It was no problem."

Gamora, standing just off to the side, glanced at her uncle.

A part of her wanted to express her gratitude, perhaps even have a real conversation with him, but Erik's, her uncle's, cold demeanor gave her pause. 

Turning to Groot, who was already making his way to the cockpit, Rocket called out, "Alright, let's get this show on the road! Groot, murder gal—hop in!"

Groot waved a woody hand. "I am Groot!" and proceeded to walk inside the ship. 

Gamora took a final look at Erik, nodding in silent acknowledgment before following Groot into the ship.

As she walked up the ramp, Erik sighed...

He had acted a bit too coldly with her since she had brought him so much trouble. But now, after clearing his mind a bit, and also due to good things happening with Helen just a while ago, he was in a better mood.

And as such he decided to forgive her.

After all, this girl had traveled so far across the universe to get revenge for 'him'.

So, sighing, he opened his mouth, "Gamora," he called out.

The green-skinned woman stopped in her tracks and slowly turned towards him.

"Next time when you visit, make sure not to bring any trouble with you." He said with a wry smile.

Gamora's chin quivered, and her eyes began to tear up.

Her uncle, Ebony Maw, was the first person who cared for her. He is the reason she was so carefree, he is the reason she could enjoy this new life with her new friends, and again, he is the reason she was living a life of freedom.

When he treated her so coldly these past couple of days, although she tried to control her emotions, deep down she was heartbroken.

She knew that even after everything he did for her, due to her foolish impulse, she brought him such big troubles...

And that's why as she was walking towards the ship she was resolving herself never to come back to him again, so that her presence wouldn't cause him any more problems in the future.

But...

But... since he asked her to visit again, it meant he wasn't mad at her anymore... a drop of tear rolled down her cheek. 

'Wha?' She quickly wiped her tears but more kept flooding in. The cold hearted girl who had helped in the genocide of dozens of planets, shed a drop of tear. 

'Why am I... crying?'

She was utterly confused. Gamora had always maintained a cold and calm demeanor, her losing control over her emotions was impossible...

Yet... yet for some unknown reason, she was crying.

Erik watched as Gamora tried to wipe her tears, only for more to fall. She looked so confused, so vulnerable as if she herself couldn't quite understand why she was crying.

Erik sighed again. 

He floated up from the floor, gliding over to her, and gently rested a hand on her head, patting it softly. "Why are you crying, my dear niece?" he asked, his voice unusually gentle. This was the first time he called her that.

Gamora looked up at him, and in that moment, all the emotions she'd bottled up for so long broke free.

She threw her arms around him, burying her face against his chest. "I—I thought you'd died that day, Uncle," she sobbed, clinging to him. "I was so sad… sniff~"

Her shoulders shook as she let out the cries she'd kept buried for years. "I was thankful for this life you gave me, more than I could ever say, but I always blamed myself… always…" Her words dissolved into sobs.

Erik continued to pat her.

There was another cold hearted reason for which he decided to call her out, for acting like the "Uncle" figure she wanted - he might need Rocket's brains in the future.

But right this moment, he also felt pity towards her. His heart softened as he wrapped an arm around her, holding her securely. He hadn't realized just how deeply Gamora had carried this guilt. He could feel the weight of her remorse in every shaky breath, every tear.

Oh well, he never thought that faking his death at that time would bring such a great change in her.

As she continued to let her emotions out, Erik just stayed there for her, saying nothing.

After a while, Gamora calmed down and then, she left the base in her spaceship with a beaming smile, which didn't suit her character at all!

Erik didn't ask her to stay for longer because he knew he was going to be busy for the upcoming few months.

He would be roaming around the universe to defeat and absorb powerful opponents.

By the way, Gamora was teased hella lot on the ship by both Groot and Rocket. She was an inch close to murdering them.

Oh, Erik also took the female Xandarian soldier that Gamora's group had captured and for now, he had imprisoned her in one of the torture dungeons.

Apparently, she was the reason for the invasion from the Kree and Xandarian armies. In truth, it was Groot's fault for not tying her up properly.

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