The Devil's Child.

Story description: Amarelle has never had something resembling a normal childhood. Well unless you would count being abducted, experimented on, and eventually end up with a gang of space pirates before the age of six. Now as an cocky eleven year old with one hell of a gift, she joins Peter in the heist of a lifetime only to find that their heist might lead to something much bigger than the galaxy.

Eight years ago

A young girl is sitting in the back of pick up truck holding a small plastic box that shows metal machinery inside. Her momma called it a "music box." Which confuses her. It's not making any music.

She looks out the window and sees the person she despises come back with food from the local fast food restaurant and pockets the music box.

"Alright here's your happy meal." An older woman grins at the unhappy four year old girl handing her the red box.

"I don't want a happy meal." She grumbles.

"Now. Now. Today is supposed to be a good day. You're meeting the Schmidts today and they are really happy to be meeting you."

"I don't want them. I want my momma." She whines.

"Well your momma should have thought twice before doing drugs"

"She didn't do drugs you fat racist cow!" The little girl chuck her happy meal at the back of the woman's head.

The woman gasps before she turns to glare at the child and slaps her harshly in the face.

"That's enough from you." She says in an angry hush voice. "You will put on a smile and meet the Schmidts with enthusiasm because I want your smart little ass out of my house and believe me when I say that you wouldn't want to be in foster care for the rest of your childhood. Understand?"

The child shuts up and looks out the car window at the forest ahead of her.

"Now let's get out of here….." The woman is about to start the car when she hears the car door fly open and turns to find the child gone and on the run.

The little girl runs as far as her legs can take her as she hears the woman swearing like hell as she tries to run after her to no avail. The child was young, hyper, and fast. Unlike the older woman.

The girl keeps running until she reaches a clearing. She looks around at the tall trees and could no longer hear the woman chasing after her.

The child tears up. Remembering that neither her or her momma deserved this. She knew that the courts split them up because her momma was poor and they lived on the wrong side of the tracks.

She then hears something and looks in the direction. It wasn't the woman. It was a pregnant raccoon running on all four of it's paws for its life.

"Huh?" She says before she hears something up above. Like an airplane, but it doesn't feel like an airplane. She looks up and falls back onto the ground in shock.

It was something strange and not from this world. It was a ship. An unusual airship. She can't make it out what it was.

A blue light beams at the raccoon and it screeches before it disappears before the little girl's eyes. Making her gasp.

The blue light then shines on her and she screams before she is also absorbed into the light. Never to be seen on earth again.

Present Day

Yondu walks through the corridor of his ship before stopping by a room of his youngest member of the ravagers.

"Alright girl. We have a few boys to pick up…What the hell?" Yondu comes in to find the child's quarters empty. A note on her bed.

Yondu,

Went with Quill. He said it was ok with you to go on up ahead for the orb. Though we both know that's bull. Don't know when or if I will be back. Bye!

-Your Tool

Yondu breathes like a bull and shouts, "BOY!"

Two figures covered in similar gear go through the harsh weather conditions of the abandoned planet that holds their prize to be reached. One obviously a child compared to the adult man they are accompanying.

The adult pulls out a scanner from his jacket and tries to work it to no avail before handing it over to child. Who instantly gets it to work just by holding it.

They see the scanner locate what they are looking for and they make their way over to the structure and get inside. When is better from what they were walking through.

The adult gestures the child that they split up and they do so as they search around the place.

The adult takes off his mask to reveal himself and puts on a pair of headphones to his Walkman and starts playing "Come and get your love."

He dances his way lip syncing and all thanks to a couple of rat hybrids over to the other side of the structure and was about to open a door when something hard hits him in the back of the head.

"Dude!" He shouts as he rips the headphones from his head. He looks up to see the child. A young girl smirking down at him from on top of a high boulder.

"You know. You could have come up with a better excuse other than that my presence is an important necessity to the mission. When clearly you could do fine without me judging by the way you danced yourself to the hold of where our prize is waiting." The young girl named Amarelle in similar gear to Peter's says as she jumps down from the boulder she was standing on.

"Just so you know. I brought you along because I could use the company. Which I'm starting to regret." Peter says rubbing the back of his head.

Amarelle definitely has the personality of a Ravager. Very cocky and a smart alec. In a way because she is smarter than most Ravagers on some level that it allows her the privilege to be even more cocky. And given that she's still a kid, she is also very moody.

For a eleven year old girl, she could pass for a skinny thirteen. Especially given her height. Her hair in pigtails is dirty blonde and she has grey eyes. She is dressed in a red leather jacket, black shirt and baggy grey cargo pants with heavy duty boots. Along with having pads and the usual protective gear. What really makes her stand apart from Peter's outfit is that she has on black fingerless gloves, leather bags and pockets on her belt for tools and gears, and an intricate pair of welding goggles that always remains on top of her head even when she is not using them.

"Please. You brought me along because I was Yondu's favorite tool and you love nothing more than to piss on his grave by stealing his favorite tools." Amarelle smirks.

"Smart ass." He says. "When did the twerp Amarelle ever become so cocky."

"From being surrounded by the very cocky Starlord himself. Which is by the way a stupid name." She says.

"Watch the attitude or you'll be spending the night in Yondu's dirty laundry." He says as he walks up the door and starts picking the lock.

"That's nothing compared to being locked up in the ship's sewage for two days. You should take notes from Yondu's buddies if you want to come up with a bigger threat." She says as the door opens.

The two walk in and see quite the prize before them.

"So this is the prize of a lifetime? What's it doing in a dump like this?" Amarelle asks scrunching her nose.

"Just waiting for me to cash in." Peter says as he walks up to glowing podium and puts down a magnetic machine on the floor and uses it to encase the orb from the podium.

"Nice. I knew it would work." Amarelle whispers.

"I will admit that while you're a constant pain in my ass, you do have some use." Peter says as he takes the orb off the magnet.

"Um….excuse me? What's exactly is your purpose?" Amarelle says before they freeze upon hearing a bunch of people.

A group of three people show up at the door of the room with their guns pointed at Peter and Amarelle.

"Drop it!" The leader, Korath, yells.

"Hey no problem at all!" Peter drops it as the two of them raise their hands.

"How do you two know about this?" The leader demands as he holds the orb.

"We're just a couple of junkers that's all. My name is Peter Quill." Peter says.

"You don't look like junkers. You're Ravagers!" Korath shouts.

"He's got a point." Amarelle says.

"Ronan's going to have questions about you two. Move!" Korath demands.

"Wait! There's another name you probably know me by!" Peter says.

The group looks up at them.

"Star-lord." Peter says with a smirk.

"What?" Says the head of the troupe in confusion.

"Star-lord man. Legendary outlaw of the galaxy." Peter says.

"Yeah. I don't think you're as known as you think you are." Amarelle says still looking at the leader.

"Sir! My scanners are detecting that the girl seems to have unusual but powerful implants in her brain." One of them says.

"Hm...Ronan has to see about this." Korath says.

"Yeah. He could, but we could do this." Peter says as Amarelle kicks the light ball back and it causes to obliterate the two figures behind them.

The brightness of the exploded ball distracts the leader enough for Peter to shoot him in the chest and take back the orb.

"Alright Amarelle. Let's get the hell….." Peter says before the two of them dodge a shot made by Korath who is somehow still alive and kicking.

"You have got to be fucking kidding me!?" Amarelle shouts as they activate their rocket boots and blast out of the building with their masks on.

The two make a rough landing and quickly get back on their feet to make a run back to the Milano. Only to find more men waiting for them.

Peter takes the magnet off of his belt and throws at them which traps them enough for them to jump over them and slide through the hatch of the Milano and into the cockpit.

Peter lands on the floor while Amarelle sort of lands right in the pilot seat for her to activate the ship to take off. She manages to pull up on the throttle in time to miss a shot by the men with a major gun and the Milano blasts out of range.

Peter laughs menacingly with Amarelle smiling as well until they hit an erupted water volcano and ended being shot upwards and flipping downward.

"Oh. Shit!" She says as flies out of the pilot seat.

The two of them are flying and yelping all around the cockpit as the ship is heading towards the surface until Peter finally manages to pull on the throttle and stabilizes the ship before they take off into space with what's left of their lives and the orb.

Amarelle groans as she tucks in a ball while clutching her head in pain.

"This is why I don't let you drive." Peter says.

"Like you can predict that asshole!" Amarelle argues.

"Seriously kid. You're only eleven!" He says about her foul mouth.

Before Peter can respond, the two of them are interrupted by a moan. And look behind to see a pink skinned woman who clearly looked like she went through a whirlwind.

"What happened?" She moaned.

"I am so sorry. I didn't even know you were the ship." Peter says.

"And yet you ask why your relationships never work out." Amarelle rolls her eyes as she shakily stands up and heads down to her bunk for the next millennia.

Hello Guardians of Galaxy fans. This is Adazula here. I hope you enjoy the first chapter of my AU with Amarelle. I will be treating this as a test chapter and if I get energy approval from you guys, I will continue. I honestly had the idea about her over a year ago and just decided to release the story with her in it. This is my first child OC and I hope that I don't get carried away with a lot of things. Anyway have a great day and maybe I release more in the near future.