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Capítulo 76: This is getting us Knowhere

I swung my leg up, hitting Johnny's butt so hard he flew into the caged walls of the room. "Ouch! What the shit Pete?!"

"You know what the shit! You know exactly what the shit!" I cried back with a growl, "you realise that right now, you could be in a nightclub on Xandar, I could be in bed with my girlfriend, but instead we're both in a fucking jail cell, because you got itchy fingers!"

Johnny gulped, "well...in my defence-"

"-Shut up in there!" the guards outside cried out banging his stick against the wall, a spark of electricity arcing out, "get changed and move it! Before I make you go in there naked!"

I growled, but said nothing, holding up the clothes they had given us with disdain. We were in a barred room surrounded by guards and drones with weapons, all pointed at us. They had taken us aside, stripped away our clothes and washed us down with some orange sanitizing agent.

"We should just fucking burst out," Johnny leaned in and whispered.

"I maybe able to take bullets to the face and live, but you can't," I whispered back, "besides...with these things on our powers are…." I looked down at the collar around his neck and mine. It had enough voltage to put us down, permanently. And I don't want to risk Johnny's life for something like an escape attempt.

"So what do we do?" Johnny asked.

"We play along," I replied, motiong to the clothes, "change. I'll think of something."

"Right...head's up, the racoon and the gun guy are coming," Johnny motioned as another set of guards pushed Peter Quill and Rocket into the changing cell as well.

"Hey guys, long time no see," Quill smirked, "you staying long?"

"Quill?" Rocket growled, "shut up," he walked past us, ignoring us and walking to one corner where he quietly began putting on the uniform they had given us.

"How come you two got collars?" Quill looking at out necks, "you special or something?"

"Something like that," I nodded, elbowing Johnny to put on the clothes. He nodded, doing just that.

"I'm Quill by the way, Peter Quill," Quill smiled, "but people call me Star Lord."

"No they don't," Rocket grunted.

"Yes they do," Quill smiled back.

"No talking!" the guards cried out as one of them pressed the control key inputted their hand, firing a warning shot into the floor.

"Holy shit! Okay okay! We get it!" Quill grumbled, quietly putting his clothes on as well.

I looked over to Rocket, the cybernetic implants on his back seemed painful to even see, let alone have. I can't imagine what he's going through right now...maybe I could take a look at it later..

After changing we were pushed back out, meeting Gamora and Groot outside. Given a black duffle bag, I assume it contained a sleeping bag, we were then introduced into a large open chamber, the ground floor with tables covered with inmates and levels of cells on the walls with stairs going up all three hundred levels.

"Holy shit," Johnny whispered as he looked around at all the criminals around us, his eyes going wide in shock, "dude."

"I know," I whispered back. My spidey senses were flashing on and off, but I didn't need it to know that everyone here was eyeing Johnny and I with the intention of making us their prison bitches.

Aliens of all kinds were here, most of them looked vaguely human, sans a different skin tone or two, but then the rest looked truly alien. Some had tentacles, some looked like a mix of earth animals and the nightmares made by Lovecraft himself.

All in all, it wasn't a nice place.

We walked down the line to the center of the great open area. We stuck close to the soon to be Guardians of the Galaxy, slowly the gathered prisoners stood up and began approaching us as well.

And then suddenly, someone threw a fruit at my head.

I grabbed it before it hit and then threw it back at the guy who leveled it at me, hitting him square on the jaw. The people began growing louder and louder as they grew restless, most of them however were yelling at Gamora in particular.

"You first bitch! You first!"

"You're dead Gamora!"

They gathered around, throwing everything they could at her, from utensils to food. And she did nothing more than flinch away, walking through them all, almost in an uncaring manner.

"Like I said, she's got a rap," Rocket grunted, "a lot of prisoners here have lost their families to Ronan and his goons. She'll last a day, tops."

"Murderer!" a prisoner cried.

Gamora glared, but said nothing. "The guard's will protect her, right?" Quill asked.

"They are here to keep us in, they don't care what we do to each inside," Rocket grunted.

"Whatever nightmares the future holds, they are dreams compared to what I have been through," Gamora stated, a confident demeanor about her.

"Dude, this is fucked up," Johnny leaned in and whispered, "do you think Earth prison is the same?"

I was about to answer when Quill was suddenly stopped by a hulking blue alien with similar features to that of a hairless gorilla. It smirked, it's flat ears wiggling in what I assume is excitement, "check out the new meat," it said in a tone I recognize, "I'm going to slather you up in Gunavian jelly, and go to- ARGH!"

The alien cire doubt as Groot stuck it's fingers up his nose and hoisted him up.

I sighed, "yup, definitely like Earth prison."

"Let's make something clear!" Rocket cried out, "this one here is our booty!"

Johnny's eyes widened, "does he mean treasure or..."

"Dude!" I smacked him up the head.

"You want to get to him, you go through us!" Rocket roared, "or more accurately," Groots hoisted the man higher, "we go through you," before dropping him down like a sack of potatoes.

The alien withered in pain as Rocket and Groot stepped over him. Quill smirked, "I with them," and he quickly follow behind.

"Hey! What about those two?!" someone asked, pointing at Johnny and me.

Rocket turned around, looked at me, and then shrugged, "go nuts."

"Alright!" a bulky fat aline with rudge on his brow cried out, licking his reptilian tongue, "I want the pretty one."

"He means me," Johnny said with a smirk, before his eyes went wide, "oh shit!"

"Get him boys!"

They charged, I looked at the guards, sure enough, they didn't seem to care, so I rushed the largest one of the crowd, the lizard tongue freak, and sent a sharp kick to hsi temple so quickly he barely had time to widen his eyes in shock.

He went flying back and into a wall, the ones next to him immediately tried to jump me, but it seemed my strength wasn't just super-human, but exceeded whatever standards aliens had as it took only a single punch to knock the others down as well.

"We may not look it, but we aren't ones to be fucked with," I growled, grabbing a standing attacker and throwing him over my shoulder with one hand, "now, anyone else?" They slowly backed away. I snorted, "come on Johnny."

I looked over my shoulder to see Gamora walk towards a nearby empty cell and lock herself in. Hm, this might be my chance to ask her about the Soul stone. Johnny and I reached Rocket and the others, they had commandeered a giant table for themselves, sitting down comfortably with Quill close by.

"What the hell was that?!" Johnny cried out, "you could have helped!"

"What do I look like? A hero?" Rocket snorted.

"Besides, you seem like you had it handled," Quill shrugged, "it all worked out."

"You little-argh!" Johnny cried out, throwing his hands up in frustration.

"You're from Earth, aren't you?" I asked, sitting down opposite Quill.

"Eh, yeah, how did you know?" Quill asked.

"I can feel it," I replied, being a sorcerer allowed me to be mystical like that, "Johnny and I are from Earth too."

"Really?" Quill asked, looking shocked, "how? Did we finally achieve interstellar travel?"

"Something like that," Johnny sighed before he blinked, "wait, you're from Earth? Where?"

"Missouri," Quill replied, "and you guys?"

"New York," I shrugged, "I'm Peter by the way, Peter Parker."

"No shit," Quill looked surprised, "I'm Peter too, Peter Quill."

"Nice, just what we need, another Peter," Johnny sighed.

"So Quill, what's your story?" I asked, knowing the answer, "how did you end up out here?"

"Oh, you know, the usual story. Got kidnapped by aliens, they threatened to eat me, yada yada yada, now I'm in prison."

"Did they probe you?" Johnny smirked.

"Don't' even joke about that," Quill hissed.

I looked over and spotted a lone dark green figure in the corner of the hall. He was looking up at Gamora's cell. I narrowed my eyes, Drax the Destroyer. So it begins…

"Peter," Johnny called out.

"Yeah?" Quill and I replied.

"Eh, Parker," Johnny clarefied, "we need to get out of here, fast."

"Well, we then sent us here they said we need to spend two weeks here, so we could just finish our sentence and go," I replied.

"Bull shit," Johnny hissed, "two weeks for trying to stop a fight? That's stupid!"

"Yes well, it's not our laws Johnny," I shrugged.

"So you're going to just stay here like a good boy huh?" Rocket snorted, "you do that kid. We? We're getting out of here, pronto."

"Can we join?" Johnny asked eagerly.

"Depends, what's in it for me?" Rocket asked greedly.

"We can pay you," Johnny replied immediately.

"Johnny!" I hissed.

"Come on Pete! You know we don't belong here! And I hate this place," Johnny looked around, seeing the few aliens still eyeing us, but not brave enough to approach.

"How much we talking?" Rocket asked.

Johnny was about to speak when I held up a hand, I spoke first, "five thousand credits."

"Ha! You're insane! You can't get shit for five thousand credits!"

"Ten thousand," I battered.

"Fifty."

"Hm...Thirty."

"Forty five, and I ain't going down anymore."

"Forty and you get these collars off Johnny and me," I pointed at said shock collars.

Rocket looked over and hummed, "forty five and I do it."

"Done. When we get out of here, you'll have your money."

"No way, how do I know you won't try to screw me over? Money now or no rescue!" the rodent hissed.

"I have no way to access my bank account now," I replied, "I'll pay after. You can even hold Johnny hostage as incentive."

"Hey!" Johnny cried out.

"Deal!" Rocket held out his hand.

"Deal," I agreed.

"Peter!" Johnny yelled.

"You got us into this mess, you'll get us out."

That night:

At night all the prisoners who weren't in cells slept on the floor of the hall in a giant pile. Johnny and Quill were cuddled together, the two idiotic blondes drooling on each other. Rocket was by one corner with Groot, while I stuck to the side of a wall, overlooking them all.

I was playing around with the collar, trying to find a way to remove them by myself. Sadly, the alien tech was just that, alien, I would need Rocket's help after all. I couldn't activate Sexy without the collar noticing, and I wasn't confident in my suit's activation cycle to pair it up against the speed of lightning for it to insulate me before the surge began.

I was stuck.

Just then though I heard a noise, turning, I noted Gamora being dragged away by knife point and being held by several prisoners. I looked over and noticed Quill wake up, in seconds he was up and following them, and Rocket following him.

I crawled along the sides of the walls and found them just as Gamora escaped from his captures, holding a blade against Drax's neck.

"I'm no family to Ronan or Thanos," she said, dropping the blades and stepping aside, "I'm your only hope at stopping him."

"ARGH!" Drax cried, slamming into her and pushing her up against the wall, "woman! Your words mean nothing to me!"

"Hey! Hey, hye, hey!" Quill stepped in, "you know, if killing Ronan is truly your sole purpose, then I don't' think this is the best way to go about it?"

"Are you not the man this wench attempted to kill?" Drax asked, and they slowly dropped into a banter that played out just the same as the movies. Drax agreed to let Gamora go, Gamora agreed to help Peter sell the 'Orb'.

I wanted to step in at this point, tell them about the Orb's true nature. But...the fact is, I didn't know how to open it to get to the stone inside. I didn't have the time to study it and with time running out so quickly interfering will just deter things for the worse.

So I decided to just wait and see...hopefully this won't turn out to be the wrong move.

The next day:

"This is fucking awesome!" Johnny cried out as Rocket piloted the head of the broken watchtower through the now open jail doors, flying us to freedom.

"And...we are officially fugitives," I sighed.

"Guess I now know how you feel huh?" Johnny chukled.

"Alright, grab your gear and let's blow this place!" Rocket cried out as he crashed our 'ship' into a wall, just as the doors closed behind. We ran out and moved to a storage place, I got Rocket to help me find Johnny and mine things, lucky these assholes hadn't damaged my thriller jacket.

"Peter! Where are you going?!" Gamora cried out, I turned to see Peter pass her his knapsack, taking his clothes with him, promising to be right behind us.

I sighed, is walkman, right, forgot about this. "He'll be fine," I said, stripping out of the yellow prison clothes and into my own, "Rocket, collars."

"Nothing doing kid, credits first, then collars," Rocket snarked.

"Oh come on man! Not cool!" Johnny cried out.

"Shut your whining!"

I sighed, "fine, whatever," I looked around, no guards around, so...I raised my hands up and pressed the knuckles against the collar and released my stingers just enough that they tore into the metal. A flick of the wrist and the metal came down.

"What the-you got claws?!" Rocket cried out.

"Kind of," I replied, quickly freeing Johnny as well, "there we go, feeling hot Johnny?"

The blonde smirked, "damn right, Flame on!" he cried, exploding into flames, "damn it feels good to be red again!"

"Wait, hold up! You mean to tell me, you could have removed those things anytime you wanted?!" Rocket asked.

"Yes, but not without the guards finding out. Don't worry Rocket, you'll get payed, after all, we still need to get out of this place, and we don't have a ship," I smirked, tapping my shirt, making the suit come alive and cover my body, forming my costume complete with mask.

"Your have living clothes?" Drax asked in surprise.

"Nanotech," I noticed Rocket eyeing me, "have something similar?"

"Can't say we do," the rodent grumbled.

"We need to hurry, guards will be here soon," Gamora called out, looking me over, "don't get in our way, understand?"

We nodded, "crystal," Johnny replied.

We ran down the corridor into the prison's hangar where all the illegal ships seized by the Nova corps were kept, and sure enough, Quill's own ship was there, waiting to be taken.

Using the encryption key Quill had in his bag we gained access to the ship and launched out to freedom.

"Where is he?!" Rocket cried out.

"He said he had to get something," Gamora grunted.

"Well we have the Orb don't we? I say we punch it!" Rocket growled back.

Gamora quickly began to search through Quills satchel, only to find it empty, "it's gone!"

"He took it?!" Rocket cried out.

"Look!" Drax called out, pointing to outside, just as Quill came into focus, flying through space in his helmet, using his thrusters to navigate through the void of space.

Everyone quickly went to the hatch and helped him out, Gamora in disdain and Drax in disbelief. "This one shows spirit! He shall make a keen alley in the battle against Ronan!" the green skinned alien claimed, "companion, what were you retrieving?" Quill held up his tape deck, "you are a moron."

"Indeed," I smiled, "those things are so old."

"Is that a walkman?" Johnny looked amazed, "haven't seen one of those in years. Think my mom had one."

"Wait, you guys don't have these anymore? How do you listen to music?" Quill asked in shock.

"We don't," I replied, "music has been made illegal. In fact all forms of entertainment has been made illegal on our home. Art, culture, it's all been lost."

"Yeah, heck, I haven't seen a movie in my life. Is it true it's both moving sound and picture?" Johnny added, catching on quick.

"Wait...are you messing with me?" Quill asked, seeing our stone faced expression he began to grow worried, "what the hell happened?"

"Well, you see, we elected this guy named Palpatine, nice guy, we all liked him, but he turned out to be a dictator and well, things got bad. Turned America into an empire and he became the Emperor and started ruling with an iron fist."

Quill's eyes went wide, "oh my God….shit, I never….I never realised-"

"Ba-haha!" Johnny exploded into laughter.

"Oh very funny guys! Make fun of the kid who hasn't seen home in twenty years!" Quill threw his hands up, "almost had me, damn it!"

"Oh, this is going to be an interesting trip," I chuckled.

We moved to the cockpit and I noted the way he piloted the ship, a human interacting with alien tech was a rare sight, so I recorded it for later use.

After getting us into deep space, Quill put the ship on standby and the crew gathered underneath the cockpit, around the table.

"I'm going to need your buyer's coordinates," Quill said, pulling up a star chart I had trouble recognizing.

"We are heading in the right direction, for now," Gamora replied, handling the orb.

"You know, if this is going to work, you're going to have to trust me a little," Quill smirked.

"And how much do you trust me?" Gamora asked.

"I'd trust you a lot more if you told me what this was," Quill said, grabbing and holding up the orb, "because I think it's some kind of weapon."

"If it's a weapon we should use it to destroy Ronan!" Drax cried out.

"I don't know what it is, but I know it's valuable," Gamora replied, "I'll set the coordinates," she then turned to Johnny and me, "the dock will have ships to smuggle you two anywhere in the galaxy. I suggest you be on your way."

"After you pay me," Rocket grunted.

I nodded, "agreed….tell me Gamora, just how much do you hate Thanos?"

Everyone's ears picked up at the name. Johnny was the first to ask, "what's she have to do with that guy?"

"She's his adoptive daughter, his favorite if my sources are correct," I answered, eyeing the woman, "well?"

"I despise him," she replied.

"Oh...woah...Peter, you sure-" he stopped himself, eyeing the woman with caution.

"She's telling the truth," I replied, "at the very least she won't betray us."

"Who exactly are your sources terran?" she narrowed her eyes, eyeing me, "you are...strange. Well equipped, but you seem weak. At least we know the other one can fight."

"Well, if you must know, we are superheroes," Johnny claimed, puffing his chest out, "I'm the Human Torch, and my friend here goes by the name Spider-man!"

"Pft-what?! Spider-man?! What type of lame ass name is that?!" Quill laughed.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Star Lord?" I hissed.

"Better than 'Spider-man'," Peter snorted.

"Bite me Quill," I hissed.

"Hey, do you like shot webbing out of your ass?" Quill asked, "oh, and aren't spiders supposed to have eight limbs of something?"

Skit!

My additional robotic arms popped out of my back, displaying themselves in their vibranium silver glory. Rocket whistled at the sight of them while Gamora and Drax looked weary.

"Yes," I said, webbing Quill's mouth, "and yes. Now then, how long until we reach?" I put the arms away.

"MM!" Quill cried out.

"Soon," Gamora smiled, "and you finally shut him up. Hero indeed."

A few hours later:

"So, you've only listened to songs from the seventies and early eighties?" Johnny asked in shock as he sat in the co-pilot seat.

"Yeah well, don't really have much variety," Quill admitted, "but, it's nice."

Gamora and I rolled our eyes, leaning on opposite sides we watched the two blondes navigate their way through space, Gamora finally giving the coordinates we needed.

"If you want, I have a few songs you could try," Johnny replied, "it's on my ipod back in my ship, but I could totally email it to you or something."

"What's email?" Quill asked.

"What-oh, right, got kidnapped before the internet, got it….woah, just realised you probably never even heard of Home Alone or anything like that...or saw what HD looks like!"

"Wait, HD?" Quill blinked.

I chuckled, "I swear, it's like dealing with Cap all over again, only in this case you happen to use tech dozens of centuries more advanced than ours."

"Who's cap?" Quill asked.

"Captain America," I replied, "Steve Rogers...you do know who that is right?"

"Are You kidding?! That guy's a hero! Wait, didn't he die or something?"

"Close, got frozen in ice, became a capsicle," Johnny shrugged, "Peter there is best friend's with him."

"Met him like three times, cool dude," I replied.

"Bullshit!" Quill cried back, "how did you meet a guy like that?"

"I told you, back home, I am a superhero...or I was..." I rubbed my neck.

"What happened?" Drax asked.

"Holy-what the hell Drax?! I didn't even see you!" I cried out.

"I found that moving slowly or standing still makes me...invisible," Drax explained.

"Sure buddy, whatever you say," Quill said in a dismissive manner, but I had to say, there might just be something to this guy...damn, could he turn invisible?!

"Right," I put the thought out of my head, "anyway...I ah...kind of blew up a building, so I'm a wanted felon."

"What?!" Quill laughed, "seriously?!"

"Don't get him started," Johnny sighed, rolling his eyes, "bane of my life. Anyway, he's not the only hero to you know. I once rescued the President of the United States!"

"Ah-hem?" I cleared my throat.

"With help of course."

"Of course."

"So basically you two are a bunch of do gooders," Rocket grunted, "classy."

"That might be an issue," Gamora stated, "especially with where we are going..."

The ship passed through a dense cloud formation, revealing a giant severed head that I had all but expected, but still took the breath out of me. There it stood, a severed head of a celestial. Knowing what it meant, I couldn't help but wonder just what could kill a god?

Maybe another god? I turned to Quill, the question arises….should I tell him? The truth? Would I even be allowed? The One Above All said I couldn't….that who ever did this to me wouldn't allow it but...damn….maybe later.

"Knowhere," Gamora explained, "located in the head of a dead Celestial, harvested for it's precious and valuable resources….dangerous, deadly."

"Bringing her down for landing," Quill replied, taking us through the eye of the dead creature, inside of which was a city that reminded me very much of a mining town. Heavy machinery were dotting the skyline while carts and ships traveled to and from the place.

We landed and got out, Gamora taking the lead, bringing us to a bar, "we will have to wait here for my buyer to contact us."

"This is nonsense, what is one to do while we waste our time here waiting!" Drax cried.

"Drax, buddy, have you ever heard of this thing called gambling?" Quill asked as he threw his arm around the man's shoulder, pulling him inside.

"Alright you two, end of the line," Rocket turned to Johnny and me, "inside there is a galactic banking service center. Transfer the units, or else Groot here gets handsy."

"I am Groot!" the tree cried out.

"What!? What do you mean you don't want too?!"

"I am Groot!"

"So what if one of them can shot fire balls! You can just regrow!"

"I am Groot!"

"No! We are doing this, you hear me?!"

"Relax Rocket," I held up my hands, "we said we'll pay you and we will. So calm down and show me where this kiosk is, you'll have your money."

A few minutes later, and thanks to my amazing memory for remembering my account number, Rocket walked out richer and we came out free men. Which we already were, technically.

"So, what now?" Johnny asked.

"Ask around there if you want a ride back to Xandar to meet your buddies," Rocket grunted, pointing to a large shuttle terminal at the end of the path, "as for me, I'm getting a drink. See you later 'heroes', next time, try not to stick your nose where it doesn't belong!"

The racoon laughed, walking into the bar, where presumably he was going to get smashed. Johnny turned to me, "so...we just going to go?"

"And miss finding out more about this mysterious object? Fat chance," I snorted.

"There's that inquisitive Peter Parker I knew and loved," Johnny smirked, "so I suppose we just wait until the move again huh?"

"Yup," I replied, looking over, I found a bench across the road from the bar. We walked over and sat down. It was a few minutes later when Johnny spotted them walking out the bar, lead by a red skinned young woman. Of course it was the chick he noticed first.

We followed behind them into the entrance of a humongous structure that took was built against the back of the Celestial's skull, taking up a large portion of the surface area. This was definitely the place.

"How are we going to sneak in?" Johnny asked.

"Activate your suit," I replied, pointing to the band I had given him when we left the Liberty.

He tapped the material and slowly a white UMF suit explode dover hsi body, covering everything below his neck with the now familiar plain white suit.

"Let me just make a few adjustments," I said, having my own suit hack into his, playing around with the settings, before finally, Johnny blinked out of existence, leaving only a floating head.

"Holy! This is awesome! But ah, the head?" Johnny asked.

"Visualise a mask and it'll happen," I replied, activating my own stealth system, turning the both of us invisible, "now the system I put into your suit isn't a full fledged stealth system, it has a limited range and time. Half an hour at best. And since we both are invisible, let me guide you since I am the only one with thermal vision."

"Right...hey Pete?"

"Yeah?"

"You know I'm sorry right? About getting us thrown in jail?"

"I know Johnny."

"Okay...because...damn it man, I'm no good at this," Johnny sighed.

"Relax," I patted his back, "neither am I. Now come on, something tells me we need to see this."

We snuck in through the main entrance. For a guy who loved his collection so damn much, he sure had shitty security. With Sexy now back online I was able to slice my way through the system, making getting inside almost child's play.

I could hear Johnny's heart beat race, he was...amazed by everything around him. And so was I. Amazed and sickness.

"Pete? Is that a dog? Like an Earth dog?" Johnny asked, motion to what looked like a dog in an astronaut suit kept inside a cage.

"Yeah...it is," I was about to ask him to move on when I felt something...stir. It was a tracking shot around my mental barrier, a call. Was that thing psychic?

Sigh, no, can't get distracted, can't….a psychic dog...that would be so cool….Felicia would kill me.

So, ignoring every fiber of my being, I ignored the dogs pleading looks, did it even know I was here?, and moved ahead, taking Johnny along with me.

We came upon Quill and the others just as the Collector was finishing his presentation on the Infinity stones. I looked at the assistant, she was slowly edging towards the stone, he eyes locked on it.

"Johnny, we need to stop the girl, you push her I'll seal the stone," I called out.

"Ah, okay," Johnny replied as immediately his stealth mode deactivated, "wait!" I felt like hitting myself in the head, the idiot just gave up the element of surprise. Lucky though he was faster than I had thought, he managed to tackle the girl away from the table.

I jumped over their heads and closed the two open halves of the orb back into one, sealing the stone once more.

"Who the hell is this guy!?" Rocket asked, drawing his weapon.

"Woah! Rocket! Put the gun down!" Johnny cried out, holding his hands up, his mask moving away from his face.

"Johnny?" Quill asked, "I thought you left?"

"Well, we decided to stay," Johnny shrugged.

Once More I felt the need to hit myself. "We?" the collector asked.

I deactivated my suit's cloaking mode and turned to face the man down, "an Infinity stone. Tell me Collector, who exactly is the price tag for Infinite?"

"Four billion units I should think," the man replied.

"Well, I'm sorry, but this deal can't happen," I turned to Gamora, "you know it can't. A man like this can't have one of the six ingots of creation."

The woman looked startled, it seemed she really didn't know who was inside the orb. She blinked, "y-you're right. I'm sorry Tivan, but the deal's off."

"What?!" Rocket and Quill cried out.

"The Stone is too powerful and dangerous to be left here!" Gamora said, "we need to bring it to someone who can protect it!"

"Gamora! Four billion units!" Quill cried out.

"I'm sorry my dear, but the moment you stepped into this menagerie of mine with something I desired, you forfeited the right to own such a thing," the Collector snapped his fingers and immediately to hulking guards came up, "I insist you all leave, immediately."

"Looks like we're in for an old fashioned fight," Johnny grinned in satisfaction, "Flame on!"

"Ep!" the serving girl Johnny talked cried out.

"Don't worry ma'am," Johnny turned around and smiled, "I'll protect you." I noted her cheeks getting a few shades darker. Well what do you know, Johnny does have game.

"Alright, let's get this over with," I sighed, the two hulking guards were armed with a baton that sparkled with electricity. They didn't look human, rather similar to a bipedal rhino minus the horn. They came charging at us, every step they took a roar. I got ready to blast them with my repulsors, when suddenly.

BOOM!

The entire building shook. The explosion was so powerful my spider sense began working overtime.

Time seemed to slow down for me. I saw everyone moving through the air. Groot had grabbed Rocket and threw himself over the smaller rodent, protecting him. Johnny was standing before the slave girl he saved, Quill was flying through the air, Gamora right behind him.

I moved, my hands reacted instinctively reached out into the shape I made for the last two years every time I was in trouble.

Webs shot out and wrapped around Peter and Gamora. I pulled them away from the flames and debris. They collided into me and we flew into a wall. I shot a web bomb at Groot's back, giving him extra insolation. I then fired one at myself, protecting Gamora and Quill.

And suddenly, like a rubber band, time snapped back into place.

The roar of the explosion around us was almost too much for my hyper senses. It was only my suit's AI cutting out the feed and isolating me from it that allowed me to keep my ears intact.

I was panting, holding onto Peter and Gamora, "are you two alright?"

"What the hell?" Peter gasped, looking around, "are we in your webs?!"

"Yeah, I-yeah," I couldn't believe it. That was the first time my spider sense activating ever slowed down my perception of time. The only explanation was that it was getting stronger...Thor's blood must be working it's wan through my system, finally.

"We must see what happened," Gamora said as she took out her blade and expande dit, cutting through my web cocoon, revealing the now destroyed interior of the Collector's office.

"What the hell?" Quill whispered. Out cacoon had us safe on the ground. Groot, a few feet away, slowly slowly got up, revealing an unharmed Rocket below him.

"Peter!" Johnny cried out.

I turned and followed the sound to him, finding him in a pile of rubble, holding the slave girl in his arms, holding down one of her arms that was bleeding profusely, "she's not stopping Pete," Johnny said frantically, "I could block out the fire and melt most of the debris, but one got through."

"It's alright Johnny, let me see," I replied. He removed his hand and I immediately webbed up her wound, clotting the blood.

"What the hell caused that explosion?!" Peter asked, blasters now drawn.

"It sounded like it came from outside," Gamora replied, "Peter, you and Johnny stay here, we'll find out what happened."

"Be careful," I replied as I turned my full attention to the wounded girl, scanning her to make sure she didn't suffer from other injuries.

Quill and GAmora agreed, and before sh left, the latter ordered, "Peter, the stone?"

I looked at her. She looked at me, for a moment I wondered what she would do if I refused. But in the end I realized this wasn't the time to find out. I handed the orb to her, "be careful."

"I will, save the girl hero," the woman ordered, putting the orb away and walking out.

"Someone's going to pay!" Rocket cried out as he follows the green skinned assassin.

"I am Groot!" the walking tree replied in kind. I think he said 'F $! Yeah'. But that's just a guess.

"Johnny, keep her talking," I told him, turning back to my scans.

"Right, hey, hey pretty girl what's your name?" Johnny asked, shooting off the fake smile I see him use a thousand times before, only this time it seemed more desperate to please and distract than to disarm.

"I-I am called Carina," she stammered. Blocking in her breathing tubes, just the fumes, but have to make sure.

"Really? Wow, that's a pretty name," Johnny smiled, "mines Johnny, not as pretty, but I like it."

"He-he," she giggled, flinching in pain.

"Broken rib," I called out, "not too bad. Keep talking."

"So Carina, do you have like a dream? Something you want to do?" Johnny asked, his smile now more natural.

"Dream?" she asked, "I….I am a slave, slaves have only one dream...to be free."

"Then how about I do that? Huh? I set you free," Johnny smiled "would you like that?"

"He won't let you," Carina whispered, "he won't ever let anything go..."

"Well this time he won't have a choice, won't he Peter?" Johnny asked.

"Of course not. You're coming with us Carina," I stated, "if you want to be free, then you'll be free."

"The others?" she asked, looking around. It was only then when I realised the other trapped 'collections'. Some were free, their glass casing broken to allow them to run, but while a few did, the rats were too tired or too broken in spirit to even try to escape.

I stood up and looked around, only now realising just how horrific a monster the Collector was. As outlaws, the Guardians wouldn't have cared...but I ain't no outlaw.

"Johnny, she's fine, mind her ribs and she'll live to make a full recovery in a few days," I walked away.

"Where are you going?" Johnny asked.

"To free the rest of them...all of them," I replied.

"I-I will help you," Carina replied as she struggled to get on her feet.

"Carina, be careful," Johnny insisted, helping her stand, one hand on his shoulder while he supported her.

"Thank you Johnny, but I must do this," she replied, looking at me, "I know the master's security codes, I can help you free them. Some however cannot be automatically unlocked, so you must do it yourself."

I nodded, "where's the main control panel?"

"There," Carina pointed over the field of smoke and fire.

"Can you get her up there Johnny?" I asked.

He nodded, "piece of cake."

"Good, once your up there, use Johnny's communicator to get in touch with me and guide me, got it?" I asked.

Carina nodded, "I will hurry, let's go Johnny," she replied, a spark in her eyes I saw in the eyes of a few rare women of my time, two of whom I'm currently dating. Johnny better stick with this one, she's a keeper.

As I waited for her commands I moved about putting out fires with my webbing and freeing whatever 'collection' items I could reach. I looked around by the Collector had been through a wall, now pinned under a heavy beam.

It wasn't deadly, I checked, so I decided to leave him there to save me the trouble.

"Ah, Peter?" Carina's voice came through the communicator, "am I saying that correct?"

"Yup, so, ready to free them all?"

"Yes, in three, two, one," there were several clicks as suddenly every single cage in the hall was opened, the creatures inside set free.

There were the savage cries of animals or the murmurings of aliens, either way, they all seemed grateful to be free. Without a second thought they booked it to the exit, can't say I blame them.

"Alright, now what?" I asked.

"There are many cells still locked, though it is probably for the best as they contain the most dangerous of the Master's collection," Carian informed me, "there is one of note, it's unmarked so I cannot tell if it's good or bad, you should see. It's by the North-west corner at the very end, a coffin of sorts."

"Alright, checking it out now," the description caught my attention, so I moved quickly, web swing my way over, flying seemed not worth the effort.

I made my way over to the corner she told and after looking for a few moments, I managed to find just what I was looking for. Tucked away behind a large broken container was a coffin big enough to fit a human being.

It was gold trimming with a red and top and blue bottom. And emblazoned on the middle was...an eight pointed golden star. I ran my hand over the coffin, I recognized this symbol….but from where?

I felt the sides and my fingers hit a switch that displayed the coffin's status on it. There was something inside, someone. Alive. According to the records they had been asleep for at least twenty years now, and from the readings they were female and….part Terran?

"The fuck?" I whispered, slicing into the system and gaining access, turning off the hibernation mode, beginning the process to wake up the person inside.

She was from Earth, how? How did she end up here? Another kidnap victim like Quill? Maybe, but whatever it is, I needed to make sure she got out of her, what happens next could be decided later.

There was a loud hiss as the lid of the coffin began to rise. I stepped back as the figure inside was revealed. She was...older than I expected, blonde hair that came down her shoulders and a face that seemed be the kind I found on Cap or Fury, a serious one that rarely experienced the pleasures of a smile.

She wore a tattered uniform, blue with a red field over the golden star in the middle of her chest. Red boots and gloves with a red belt. The suit looked damaged from cuts and...bullet wounds. But the skin underneath was unscarred in any way. Perfect.

"Captain Marvel," I whispered.

"Eh?" she groaned.

My eyes went wide as I began to panic, "slowly, move slowly, it's going to get some getting used to."

"What?" she grumbled, pulling herself up, holding her head in pain. She opened her eyes and looked at me, blue orbs like the sky's over a clear sunny day, "what the," she looked me up and down, "I'm sorry, but am I still dreaming?"

"Do your dreams involve grown men dressed in a black skin tight suit?" I asked.

"...Is that a trick question?"

"Peter," I replied, removing my mask to show her my face, "human. Like you."

"Oh, right, you're young," she moved her legs, holding her side in pain, "how long was I out?"

"I...I don't know," I replied, looking at the coffin, "according to the records, twenty years."

"What?!" she snapped, "twenty-but I….where are we? Are we on Earth? At SHIELD?"

My eyes narrowed, "how do you know about SHIELD?" She was about to respond when suddenly Quill suddenly ran back inside, with a small army of black armour troopers behind him.

"Peter! A little help here hero!" Quill cried out.

"Hold that thought," I told the woman who I assume is Carol Danvers, jumping away and landing feet first into the backs of the furthest soldiers, dropping them to the ground where I webbed them down.

"Head's up!" I called out, the others turned around, just in time for them get repulsor blast blasting them away into the air. They dropped down and didn't get up, I snorted, "I have literally fought monkey's stronger than these guys...but then again then were interdimensional monkeys so..."

"We need to get going, now," Quill called out, "Ronan is out there and he's brought an army with him. We need to find Drax and get the hell out of here!"

"What about Gamora? Rocket? Groot?" I asked.

"Gamora is having a sibling reunion, Rocket's flying in a ship firing at everything and Groot is holding the rest of them off! We need to go now before Ronan himself gets here!"

"Did you say Ronan?" a new voice asked.

We turned and found Carol walking towards us, limping, holding her side in pain as she did. But on her face was a look of unbridled rage, the kind I recognized on myself every time I faced Doom.

"Ronan the Kree? Ronan of the Star-Force?! He's alive?!" Carol roared, her hair glowing as slowly her eyes began to grow brighter and brighter.

"Ah, Ms. Danvers, maybe you should-"

"YA!" she roared, suddenly bursting into the air like a torpedo before I could even finish another word. She blasted through the walls, destroying everything in her path. Quill and I ran behind her, jumping through the holes she made, coming out to the streets just in time to see her barreling towards Ronan who had Drax on his knees, choking him with one hand while he prepared to swing his hammer down with the other.

"Ronan!" Carol roared as he entire body glowed bright gold.

The Kree warrior turned, his eyes turned wide in shock. I heard him whisper, "no, it can't-"

BOOM!

The explosion sent a shockwave across the road. Groot took this opportunity to fling away all the enemies he was engaging. Everyone slowly gathered and watched, finding a crater where Roan once stood, and standing over his fallen body was Carol Danvers, panting, the aura of energy around her fading in and out.

Ronan lay dead by feet, his entire right arm, including the weapon he wielded, was gone. His blood spilled to the ground, but even he seemed to not notice, as before him, his nightmares had once again been reborn.

"V-Vers," he whispered, "no….no… you died..."

"I won't ever die," she replied, "not as long as I have something to avenge."

"Holy shit," I whispered, it seemed I found a soul mate in action because she just fucked canon right out the window.


Capítulo 77: Coming Together Is Marvel-us

"So what exactly do we do with her?" Rocket asked, looking over his shoulder at the now asleep Carol Danvers.

"We could take her home," Quill suggested, "better than my ship," he looked nervous, and I don't blame him. After seeing what she did to Ronan, she could tear apart this ship like it was tissue paper without too much effort.

Ronan's army scattered after their leader fell. Seeing no other option, we ran, finding an unconscious Drax, we booked it to Peter's ship.

"Her home is Earth Quill," I told him, "and if I'm being honest, I don't think she should be there right now."

"Why?" Gamora asked.

"Things are a bit… tense on the super powered side of things," I shrugged, "but needless to say, there has to be a place where she can go...if need be."

"Then you take her in! It's your fault she's with us!" Rocket cried out, "you're the one who brought her with us!"

"She fainted right after taking down Ronan Rocket, what would you have me do? Leave her there on the street?" I asked.

"Yeah! Maybe I do!" the racoon replied, "I ought to rip your throat out!"

"I would like to see you try," I hissed.

"Alright, enough!" Quill hissed, "we need to first figure out what to do with her, then you two can go kill yourselves for all I care!"

"Quill's right," Johnny spoke up, "we need to figure out what to do with her."

"You ain't one to speak lover boy!" Rocket growled, "why did you bring that Krylorian slave girl on board!" pointing to the medbay are both Carina and Drax were currently resting, watched over by Groot.

"Hey! What was he supposed to do? Leave her there?!" Quill asked, coming to Johnny's defence, "besides, it's my ship, so I get the final say, so watch it."

"Fine! Whatever! You want a fan girl following you around like a lost puppy, far be it for me to give a crap!" Rocket grumbled, "but we still need to do something about the other one!"

"Maybe you should ask her instead of pretending she isn't there," Carol suddenly spoke up. We all turned and found her getting up, holding her side in pain. Her hair fell across her face, a look of fierce determination across her face as she glared at us.

"How are you feeling?" I asked, walking up to her.

"Fine," she nodded, eyeing the others. I turned, everyone was frozen solid, Johnny looked suspicious but the others, well, they looked scared.

"What did you do to get such looks?" I asked.

She looked up at me, "you don't know?"

"I'm from Earth," I replied, "Peter, Peter Parker."

"Carol, Danvers," she replied, looking over, "and I assume the others are human too?"

"Yeah," Johnny waved, "Johnny Storm."

"Peter Quill," Quill waved, his arms folded. I heard his heartbeat increase, he was afraid, they all were. Gamora looked ready to draw her blades and Rocket already had a gun in hand.

"What's going on?" I asked, addressing the elephant in the room, "everyone one of you are looking at her like she's about to attack us."

"That's because her reputation precedes her," Rocket hissed, aiming his guy at the woman's head.

"Holy-is that a talking racoon?!" Carol cried out in shock, looking at me, "tell me you can see that."

"Eh, it's a long story," Johnny shrugged, "but seriously, what did you do? I've seen Rocket stare down the worst criminals the galaxy has to offer and not flinch. But you, he's terrified!"

"I ain't terrified!" Rocket cried back.

"You kind of are," Quill replied, "just a little."

"Shut up Quill!"

"I wish I knew, but I really don't," Carol spoke up, "why do you all look at me like that? Have I...have I done something?"

"Do you not remember?" Gamora asked, "did the stasis pod affect your memories?"

"Well, I...it's just…." she looked unsure, "I don't think so. Last thing I remember is the Kree...and the Skrulls...they were attacking Earth, Fury and I...Earth! What happened?! Is it safe?!"

"It's safe," I assured her quickly, "it has amazing people protecting it."

"Fury? SHIELD?"

"...Yes, I suppose," I sighed, rubbing my neck.

"Thank god," Carol sighed again, turning back to the would-be guardians, "but I still don't understand, why are you scared?"

"There are legends about you," Gamora explained, "legends off what you did. You single handedly stopped the Kree and the Skrulls from taking over a system...you destroyed tens and hundreds of ships...alone."

"Well...I did have help," Carol chukled, wincing, holding her side in pain.

"You okay?" I asked, walking over.

"Yeah, just bruising I think," she replied.

I reached out and touched the exposed cut on her clothes, feeling her ribs under my fingertips move, "bruised, not broken. Rest and you can heal up quickly. I'm thinking regeneration is a part of your...abilities?"

"Yeah, kidn off," she nodded, looking down at my suit she blinked, "what's with the suit?"

"Could ask you the same thing," I raised an eyebrow.

"It's a uniform," she hissed. I raised an eyebrow, "sorry, touchy subject. You?"

"Superhero," I smiled.

"Ha, funny," she chuckled, looking at my serious demeanor she blinked, "wait...are joking right?"

"Nope! Peter and I are legit superheroes! He's Spider-man! And I'm the amazing Human torch!" Johnny flashed a grin.

"Excuse me Mr. Torch, but I believe 'Amazing' is my adjective, get your own," I huffed.

"Oh yeah, the Bugle did call you 'the Amazing Spider-man' huh?" Johnny tapped his chin, "then how about...the Magnificent Human Torch!"

"Better," I shrugged.

"Alright, if you two are done talking code names, can we focus?!" Rocket growled, "we need to get that walking talking weapon off our ship, pronto! Before we end up on every watch list on the universe!"

I nodded, "he could have phrased it better, but Rocket's right," I turned to Carol, "is there somewhere you can go? Someone who can take you in?"

"I...no...Earth maybe?" she suggested.

"No," Johnny and I said as one. I explained, "right now things are pretty tense when it comes to...people like us."

"People like us?" she asked.

"Superhuman," Johnny explained, "right now, thanks to a certain someone," he glared at me, "people are divided, either they hate superheroes or love us. So you won't really be safe there."

"I see….but...you said you knew Fury right? Could he not help hide me?" Carol asked.

"He could, but honestly he would sooner use you as a weapon than hide you," I snarled, "he doesn't see people, he sees weapons or tools to be used."

Carol narrowed her eyes as she got to her feet, "don't you ever talk like that about one of my friends again," her hands began to glow, I felt the energy radiate out of her body in waves.

"Woah!" Quill cried out, "you two need to calm down! Don't break my ship!"

"I will talk damn well about whoever I want," I ignored Quill and locked eyes with her, towering over her by a few good inches, "you don't know him anymore Danvers. You know nothing about the person Nick Fury has become. Twenty years is a long time."

"People don't change that much," she replied back.

"No, they just become more of what they already were," I snapped, "and the quicker you learn this lesson the better. Earth is off limits. At best, Fury will find you and use you as a weapon. At worst, you'll bring the whole Kree and Skrull empire to our doorsteps and I cannot allow that to happen. Do you understand?"

She narrowed her eyes, "fine...Xandar, the Kree won't dare search for me there. Not to mention the Xandarians would be happy to have me there, anything to throw mud on the Kree's face."

"Alright, fine, we have a travel location, now can you please stop...glowing?" Quill asked. Carol looked over and slowly released the energy in her hands, Quill sighed in relief, "thank you."

"Xandar….that might be the perfect place to go next," Gamora spoke up, holding onto the Orb which we still possessed, "the stone needs to be protected. Xandar can do so."

"Are you people crazy?!" Rocket cried out, "we literally escaped from a Nova Corps prison and you want to go back?!"

"No, that's perfect!" Quill cried out, "only an idiot would go back there, they won't expect us!"

"And what about their deep space detection units?" Rocket huffed, crossing his hands, "they'll spot us a light year away."

"I can help with that," I spoke up, "I had my AI analyse the systems they used on entry. I should be able to make up a blind spot."

"How sure are you?" Quill raised an eyebrow.

"Eh...80%?"

"Are you asking me or telling?"

"Telling," I shrugged, "we'll be fine."

"Oh, great, so there's only a 20% chance of us getting thrown into prison again!" Rocket cried, kicking a box of scraps before he walked away, "the moment we reach Xandar, we're done! You hear me?! I have a short lifespan as it is and I don't want to shorten it anymore!"

"He's right," Gamora nodded, "we need to go our separate ways, with the stone in their hands, we need to scatter."

"Well, let's not be too hasty," Quill quicklys poke up, flashing Gamora a smile, "you don't have a ship right? We could always go together?" Gamora drew he blade, "I-I mean, until you get enough credits to buy your own ship!"

Gamora narrowed her eyes and slowly lowered her blade, "fine...there is a bounty office on Xandar, we can get paying work there."

"Ah, and if we find ourselves on one of those lists?"

"We'll manage."

"Do you guys have some clothes I can change into?" Carol asked looking down at her torn up suit, "I ah, could use a change."

"Well, I have something you can borrow I guess," Quill spoke up, "you like red?"

"Sure," she nodded, shooting me a glare as Peter took her away. I glared back, she disliked me, but I understood why. But she didn't know Fury...and is she did, know the real him, and approve, then I need keep an eye on her.

Johnny went to the med bay to see his new crush, leaving me alone. The Guardians were split, I didn't realise it then, but when Carol destroyed Ronan, she took away a plot point that would bring them together.

So, now, the truth was this, there was no Guardians of the Galaxy, and there never would be.

I don't know how to feel about that if i was being honest. I didn't particularly care for them, they have their own self contained adventures in space, no interfering with Earth. Peter would never show his powers so Ego won't know his son's true powers, which I suppose is...fine. Always handy to have a Celestial on hand that could stand up to Thanos if the need ever arose.

Gamora would always fight Thanos, no matter what. Maybe I need to deal with her memories of the Soul stone...but not now. Not with so many eyes on me.

Drax...will be pissed. Ronan was taken from him, he wouldn't understand. He would go after Thanos, alone. He doesn't bond with the others enough to stay with them. Same with Rocket and Groot.

This...this was a mess.

I sighed, walking up to the navigations controls, I typed away, accessing Quill's codes to make the changes needed to pass by Xander's systems without notice, occasionally getting help from Sexy now and again.

I was focused on the programing, my suit translating the tech for me whenever I didn't remember something, slowly though I managed to make a worm that should technically help us pass through without notice, took a while, but it was done.

"What did Fury do to make you hate him so much?" came a voice behind me.

I sighed, "how long have you been standing there watching me work?"

"Ten minutes," Carol shrugged, walking in front of me, leaning against the wall with her arms crossed. She wore Quill's clothes, a baggy set of black pants along with a blue collared shirt and a red jacket with the logo of Ravagers on it's right pocket.

"Losing my touch," I sighed, rubbing my neck, "well, if you have to know...he used my girlfriend."

"Excuse me?" Carol raised an eyebrow.

"She's a thief, and her father is the best thief in the world. He used her to infiltrate and take down a secret organization."

"And...that's wrong because?"

"She did it because I was being targeted by said organization, so in order to keep me in the dark he had her lie to me and pretend she had left me for other reason."

"Well...I mean, that sucks but-"

"-I was dying."

"Shit…..damn it, look kid I'm sorry, but I'm sure Fury had his reasons," Carol tried to defend.

I nodded, "I know...but by that logic, the Nazi's also had their reasons." She didn't like that logic, glaring down, I sighed, "look Carol, I don't….I don't blame Fury for doing what he did...no, that's a lie, I do blame him. But I understand why. Problem is...I didn't think he would ever do that to me. He betrayed my trust….look, none of that matters right now, just drop it okay?"

"Fine..." she looked down at the navigations controls, "you seem to know your way around a computer."

I nodded, "yup. Something of a techie."

"Cool, never really got that myself, more of a physical girl myself," Carol shrugged.

"I see...what were you?" I asked, "back on Earth I mean."

Carol grinned, "ace fighter pilot."

"Oh...and how did..." I looked her over.

"The powers? Well, one day during a flight, I kind off...well...crashed into them. They took me, remade me and next thing I knew, I was flying through the stars, blasting beams out of my hands."

"By them, you mean the Kree right?" I asked.

She nodded, "yup," her smile fell, "they were….my team...until they betrayed me."

"Can I ask how-"

"Where is she?!" came a loud roar from deep within the ship. I jumped out of my seat and turned, just in time to see Drax come charging in, locking eyes with Carol, "you!"

"Me?" Carol blinked, moving away form the wall as Drax charged, "wait-OF!" he charged into her, bagging her against the wall.

"Drax?!" I cried.

"You took my vengeance woman!" Drax threw a punch, connecting to her jaw. Carol growled, trying to kick his legs out and failing, only to have Drax toss her to the ground.

"I really don't want to hurt you!" Carol growled as she pushed her elbow against Drax's neck, keeping him back.

"I would like to see you try!"

"Guys stop!"

"ARGH!"

BANG!

A beam of yellow energy hit Drax, sending him to the ceiling and then back down, unconscious again. Carol panted as she got back up, her hands glowing. "Woah!" Quill ran in, looking at Drax and then the roof, "you dented my fucking roof!"

"Guys! Drax's awake!" Johnny came running in, immediately spotting the unconscious green man, "oh...I guess you already knew that."

"This is going to be one long ride," I sighed, rubbing my temples. What the fuck was going to happen now?

Xandar:

There was a knock of the door that drew the attention of all the people in the newly purchased and furnished apartment.

Logan stepped forward, his claws already out, he turned it the others to hide and they moved. Sue turned invisible and followed Logan. Felicia and Wanda used the couch as a barricade while Tandy, Rouge, Scott and Beta-Ray Bill waited by spaceship currently placed in the middle of the living room.

Logan slowly opened the door, ready to attack, only to stop and snarl, "oh, it's you."

"Yes, quite," the Brooker said, stepping in, turning and looking around, "when you informed me that you currently had a place of residence, I did not think you meant...this." The apartment had a single room, a cot and an attached bathroom located several levels underground Xandar, hidden away from most polite company.

"It was the cheapest place we could afford," Sue replied as she appeared out of thin air, startling the alien.

"Oh-my word! You gave me a scare! Is that a personalized invisibility device?" the man asked, looking her over to try and find such a device, "it's very well hidden."

"It is," said a voice to on his otherwise, Jessica coming out of her hiding spot behind the opened door, "password?"

"Damacleas," the man replied with a sigh, "honestly Ms. Drew, your security measures are admirable, but like I side, Skrulls are a rarity, especially these days."

"Not taking the risk," she simply replied.

"Besides, no one knows you all are here in the first place," the man said, looking at the small apartment, noting the spaceship in the middle, "how do you all even fit in there? It must be very cramped. If you want, I could always-"

"-Thanks, but no," Felicia quickly spoke, "the less exposed we are the better. Now, why are you here?"

"I come bearing news...of the Kyln," the man said, immediately turning the relaxed atmosphere once again tense.

"Is it Peter? Did something happen?" Felicia asked as she and the others quickly gathered around.

"It is...or rather it isn't," the man sighed, taking out a handkerchief and rubbing his head, "you see, there was an attack."

"Excuse me? Who would attack a prison?" Beta-Ray asked, shocked.

"Ronan," the Brooker stuttered out, "his army was spotted leave the destroyed prison...the people inside..."

Sue gasped, "was Johnny….Peter…."

"No, that is the good news," the Brooker replied quickly, "Sir Parker and his friend was not among the dead, I checked," the people gathered sighed in relief, "they are however missing and with the rumors I'm hearing..."

"What rumors?" Felicia asked, her eyes flashing between her cat-like slits and her human emeralds.

"That Ronan is dead," the Brooker replied.

"Wait, isn't that guy some kind of terrorist?" Tandy asked, "why is that a bad thing?"

"Because of who killed him," the Brooker replied, "she is...she was dead. But suddenly reports are coming in that she was last seen blasting a hole into Ronan the Accuser's chest, being taken away by a man dressed in a back suit with a mask and a white spider on his chest."

"Oh my god, what is with that boy and women?" Rogue smiled with amusement shared by her boyfriend.

"Who is she?" Jessica asked, a little too quick for her liking.

"She is known only as Captain Mar-Vell, former member of the Kree's elite hit squad...and she is very, very dangerous."

Some time later:

"Alright kid, time to see if you're any good," Quill spoke up as we slowly began entering Xander's atmosphere, "engine program now."

"Done," I said, launching the worm into the various signals that Quill's ship detected was scanning us. We were all gathered, save Drax who was still confined to the cargo bay, waiting with bated breath to see if we were in the clear.

Ten seconds felt like an hour, and then, Quill grinned, "we got the green!"

"Oh thank God," Gamora whispered, wiping away a single drop of sweat, "I didn't think that would work."

"Thanks for the vote of confidence," I snorted, leaning back on my chair with a grin.

"How did you do it kid?" Rocket asked with curiosity, the only other emotion he seemed to have for me other than anger, "Xander's systems is one of if not the strongest in the galaxy."

"It might be that, but you can't fight something you can't detect. I used an Earth style worm into its systems, it didn't even know it had to scan for such a thing," I shrugged.

"Hm, whatever," Rocket grunted, backing away, going back to wherever he usually did.

"I'm getting a signal to the ship Peter," Johnny called over, "I left them a message, but I don't know when we'll get-"

"-I'm getting a response," Quill spoke up.

"Never mind," Johnny rolled his eyes.

"Johnny?! Peter?!" came Sue's frantic cry over the radio as an image of came over the holodeck before us. She was standing inside The Liberty with everyone behind her, looking at us.

"Guys!" Johnny cried out as he and I rushed over, "boy do I miss you guys!"

"Johnny!" Sue cried out, a sigh of relief exploding through her lips, "oh dear lord I thought I lost you forever!"

"Johnny, who is that?" Carina asked, walking forward in a protective manner, glaring at Sue.

"Oh, right, Carina, this is my sister, Susan," Johnny introduced joyfully, obvious to the jealousy that suddenly vanished from the red alien girl's face.

"Wait, Johnny, who is that?" Sue asked, turning to said girl.

"No way," Tandy spoke up, "Johnny, how did you get sent to prison and them come back with a girlfriend?!"

"Look, we'll talk about this later, right now we need to land and regroup," I stepped forward, "do you guys know any place we can do that?"

"Yeah, we bought a small apartment in the under layers, you can land at a nearby port, I'll send you the coordinates now," Sue nodded, quickly typing away at the computer.

"Tiger," Felicia spoke up.

I smiled, a proper smile finally on my face, "Kitten...I'll be there soon, okay?"

"I know...get here quickly, and please don't get yourself thrown in prison again, okay?" she giggled.

"No promises," I smiled back as the signal cut off.

"We got the location," Quill spoke up, turning to me, "so the silver haired girl...she and you?"

"Yeah," I smiled.

"Don't forget about Jean," Johnny spoke up.

"What?"

"Shut up and drive Quill," I hissed.

We landed quickly at a space port that looked like it belonged on a set Star Wars. Criminals eyed Quill's ship and use as we came out, but after seeing Gamora and Drax, the latter who looked ready to kill something for sport, they stayed clear of our way.

"I suppose this is where we depart," Gamora spoke up, turning to the rest of us, "Quill, the Orb?"

"Right…" Quill spoke up, taking out said object and holding it up sadly, "I'm going to miss the little guy."

"Oh brother," Rocket rolled his eyes.

"I am Groot," Groot smiled.

"Hehe, he's funny," Carina giggled.

"You can understand him?" Johnny asked, surprised.

"Yes, can't you?" No one really answered back.

"If you need anything, don't be afraid to ask," I spoke as Gamora passed the Orb to Carol, "I have a feeling we're going to cross paths again...especially since we share the same goals."

"Which is?" Gamora asked.

"Destroying Thanos and his army," I replied.

She looked me over, "fine...but until then, stay out of our way," she turned and walked away.

"Yeah, what she said," Quill shrugged.

"Quill," I spoke up, "see you later, Star Lord," I extended my hand.

"You too, Spider-man," Quill smiled back, giving me a powerful shake with a look of respecting passing between us.

With them gone, we turned to wish Rocket and Groot off, only to find them gone as well. "Where did-"

"They left while you and Quill were staring into each others eyes," Carol snorted, putting the Orb away, "let's go before someone spots us."

I nodded, we began to move, I did however notice Drax looking around, lost, rooted to hsi spot. "Go ahead, I'll catch up," I told Johnny and the ladies, walking back to the giant humanoid.

"Go away Bug-man," Drax grunted.

"It's Spider-never mind," I sighed, "you know...I can tell you from experience that revenge isn't all it's cracked up to be."

"How would you know?"

"I….I haven't suffered the same lose you did, that's true. But I have seen others that have Drax, and it twisted them. Made them something they weren't before. Ronan is dead...isn't it time you move on?"

"There is only one path left for my vengeance, and that is to see the heart of Thanos beating in my hands," he alien growled, closing his fist so tightly drops of blood came out the end.

"Then come with me," I offered, "eventually, the Mad Titan will come for me, and when he does, you can take him."

"Why would he do that?" Drax snorted.

"Because I killed one of his generals, his 'Children'," I replied, "and I stopped him from getting what he wanted, twice. Once on my world and once on Asgard. He'll come for me, I know it. So….you in?"

Drax considered it for a moment before nodding, "fine...but when the time comes, you will not stop me Bug-man, understand?"

"Crystal," I nodded.

"Crystal? Why do you speak of gems? Do you not take this seriously?!" he roared.

"No, it's an expression!" I sighed, "you know what...just...come on."

We regrouped back, Carol sending Drax a weary look, but lucky the man had put away his dislike of the woman for now, hopefully I won't have to deal with them trying to kill each other.

Using the directions Sue gave us I managed to find the apartment complex they were staying at. And after getting lost twice, Carina finally managed to get the directions right and lead us to the right place.

I knocked on the door twice, it slid open and I was attacked by a blur of silver.

"Peter!" Felicia cried out as she jumped into my arms, her lips already going around mine. I wrapped my hands around her and sighed into the kiss, her fingers seeping into my hair, she pulled away, smiling, "so, how's life being a criminal?"

"Lovely. Understand why you like it," I smirked.

"Johnny!" Sue hugged her brother, quickly looking him over, "are you hurt? Did they treat you well? What did you eat? Have you been experiencing any indigestion?"

"Sis! I'm fine, promise!" Johnny called out, blushing, "stop it, you're embarrassing me."

"Oh?" Sue looked over to Carina, who looked eager to speak, "and who is this?"

"This is Carina, my...friend," Johnny spoke, rubbing his neck.

"Hello, it is nice to meet Johnny's family," Carina smiled, bowing a little.

"Johnny got a girlfriend," Felicia stated.

"Yup," I replied.

"Does he know that?"

"Give it a few days."

"What, no kiss for us?" an amused voice called out. I put Felicia down and smiled, Wanda and the others were all waiting for us, all looking eager enough.

We shuffled inside and after a quick catching up I introduced them all to the two people with us.

"This is Drax," I motioned to the green shirtless man who grunted in greeting, "he's agreed to come along to stop Thanos."

"Why?" Logan asked, bringing out a mug of beer, looking at the man with eyes of mistrust.

"Thanos ordered the murder of my wife and child. Though the one who did so is dead," he glared at Carol, "I will have my revenge."

"Hmm," Logan waited for a while before passing his mug over, earning a gasp from us all. Drax nodded his appreciation and drank, enjoying the taste of the ale.

"Why is everyone so surprised?" Carol asked.

"Logan never shares his ale, never," Beta-Ray replied, learning that lesson very quickly when he first joined up.

"Anyway," I said, turning away from that bonding moment the two men shared, "this is Captain Carol Danvers of the US Air Force. She got into a dog fight with the Kree and then via some freaky science, got super powers."

"Hello," Carol smiled, waving her hand, "it's nice to meet you all."

"How did you meet her?" Jessica asked quickly.

"Stasis chamber," Carol replied, "Peter, Carina and Johnny woke me up. If it wasn't for them I'd still be in there."

"I see," Jessica narrowed her eyes. Sue, Tandy, Wanda and Felicia turne dot her. She shook her head and the girls sighed in relief. Damn it all, of course I didn't sleep with her! What type of person do they think I am?!

"Anyway, now that you're back, what's the plan Pete?" Scott asked.

"Well..." I closed my eyes and sighed, "Planet Prevor-2344, that's where Jean was last spotted, that's where we'll go next," I replied.

"Jean?" Carol asked.

"It's a long story," I replied with a shrug, "basically she got kidnapped by a force of nature. We're going to save her."

"Wait, what about bringing the fight of Thanos?" Drax asked.

"Our friend is powerful, immensely so, so if we get her back that's one more person against the mad Titan," I explained, "besides. We don't have to go after him, he'll come after us himself."

"Looking for this right?" Carol said taking out the Orb.

I nodded, Sue stepping closer to examine the object, "Peter, is that-"

"-Another Infinity stone? Yes," I nodded, "the Power Stone. Too dangerous to take with us. Since...well, anyway, Carol here is going to hand it over it the Nova Corp, hopefully they can gaurd it against Thanos….for now," I had no illusion they would fail if Thanos ever decided to attack. But hopefully by then Jean will be back with us and we can defend Xandar in time. The other option of taking it with us was too dangerous.

"So will the Captain be joining us?" Jessica asked, looking said woman over.

"Well….I wouldn't mind," Carol spoke up, looking at me, "you seem to be on the right track trying to stop this Thanos character...from how you and Gamora behave speaking about him sounds...dangerous."

"And psychotic," Drax spat.

"And powerful," Beta-Ray Bill whispered.

"Then this is exactly where I need to be," Carol smirked, "besides, being among humans again will feel kind of good."

"Great, another one," Wanda sighed, rubbing her temples.

"I wish to join as well," Carina whispered, "I don't have anywhere else to go to now….but if that's not possible-"

"-We would love it," Johnny spoke up, before quickly turning to me, "ah….I mean-"

I chuckled, "-he means, we would be happy to have the help. I'm sure you know much more off the universe than most people giving your previous...employer's status."

"If my time spent there can prove useful in some manner than I'll be happy to help," she nodded.

"Are my concerns just white noise to you people?" Wanda asked, "we can't just bring them on without knowing anything about them!"

I chuckled, "oh come on Wanda, Carol stopped a mass murderer and Carina is a former slave. They're good guys."

"And the walking christmas tree?" she pointed at Drax.

"Ah….well-"

Knock knock knock!

Frantic knocking on the door made us all silent. I mentally contacted Sue and had her turn Johnny, Drax, Carol and I invisible.

Drax was alarmed, "what the-how am I suddenly-"

"Shut it bub!" Logan growled, "we can't risk someone seeing you yet."

Felicia walked up to the door and opened it, sighing, "oh, it's you Brooker."

"Have you heard the news yet?!" the man cried out frantically as he charged inside with what looked like a suitcase in toe, "either way it doesn't matter! We need to leave, now!"

"Wait, what? What happened?" Jessica called to the panicking alien, "calm down and tell us."

"The Kree just broke the peace treaty!" the Brooker cried out, "they are coming here! And if my contacts are right, they bring with them a Child of Thanos!"

"What?!" Drax roared as he charged forward, grabbing the Broker by the throat and lifting him with ease, "talk puny man!"

"Drax, stop!" I cried out as She dropped her invisibility barriers at once.

"Sir Parker?!" the Brooker asked in shock before his eyes landed on Carol, "you! You did this!"

"Drax, put him down, now," I spoke up, putting my hand on his shoulder and squeezing hard enough to man even his superhuman strength falter for a second. He snorted as he did so, "thanks, now, Brooker, explain."

"They're after her!" he cried out, rubbing his neck, "she gave them the excuse they needed to attack us! Turn on the holonet, you'll see it yourselves!"

I turned to Felicia, "is there-"

"Already on it," she walked up to a nearby wall with a small hook like instrument on it, waved her hand over and activate a screen that showed what could only be described as Xander's planetary warning system playing a recorded news casting.

"..Their claims be that Xandar has knowing and with purpose released a dangerous criminal from the Kree's past war with the Skrulls. This is supposedly a direct violation of one of many clauses included in the peace treaty signed recently with the Kree and as such, the treaty is now considered void. A small fleet of Kree ships have been spotted crossing into our borders, Nova Prime insists that Xandar has not committed any crimes, but urges all citizens to find shelter as soon as possible as war will inevitably arrive at outdoor steps."

"No," Carol whispered, "that's not fair, they can't do this!"

"The war started again," I whispered, turning to Carol, what exactly did she do? Either way, it was a story for another time. I turned to the Brooker, "Xander's fleet, can they stop the Kree?"

"Of course they can! But that isn't the point!" Brooker cried, "what they didn't tell anyone is that one of Thanos' generals comes with the Kree! They are smaller in number, I suspect here to slip past the engaged Nova Corp and destroy Xandar! So we need to be leaving, now!"

"Where is Kortta?" Logan growled.

The Brooker snorted, "at some bar I would wager."

"Why isn't she here with you?" Logan growled.

"Why would she?! There is not time for this debate! We need to leave, before the whole world is carved into nothing!"

"You left her behind?! To save your own skin?!" Logan charged, slamming the Brooker into the wall again, his claws out and pressed under his chin, "you're scum."

"F-fool, are you in love with such a thing?" the Brooker spat, "she's a slave, nothing more."

"Slaves are living beings too!" Carina cried, growling in rage.

"You don't need to be in love to be a decent person bub," Logan growled, tossing the man down and walking to the door.

"Where are you going Logan?" I asked.

"To find Kortta," Logan replied, turning back, "you going to stop me?"

"No, of course not. But we need to plan first," I turned and looked around, "look...this might not be our fight but we can't-"

"-I'm going to stop you right there Parker," Scott spoke up, "an we get the speech later? We all know the 'Great Power comes Great Responsibility' speech, so shut it. We aren't going to watch as a planet gets blown up. Tell us what to do and let's stop wasting time."

I grinned, I knew there was some reason I liked that guy. I looked around, everyone eager to fight, "alright, then we need to move, we don't have much time. Brooker, Thanos's strike team, how big?"

"I don't know!" he screamed, "you people are insane! You can't seriously be thinking of going out there, do you?!"

"We are, the numbers, now!" I cried.

"I'll tell you, but only if you promise to get me outta here safely!" the Brooke replied.

"Fine, you can stay inside my ship, while inside nothing can harm you."

"No! You will get me away now!"

I rolled my eyes, "alright, hard way it is," I peered into his mind, the alien thoughts foreign to me, but easy to navigate as the number was just below his surface thoughts, "500,000 thousand, thanks."

The Brooker's eyes winded, but I ignored him, turning to Carol, "you get to Nova Prime, tell her we're here to help. Since You're something of a fleet killer I'm sure they'll only be too happy to accept."

"Alright," Carol nodded.

"Logan, Bill, you two find Kortta and bring her back here," before I even finished both were out the door, "Drax, Johnny, Carina, find Gamora and Quill, they won't need much convincing to come back. Bring them here so that we can plan together."

"Why them?" Drax grunted.

"Gamora is a daughter of Thanos, she knows how they fight," I replied with a shrug, "Johnny I need to talk to Quill as soon as possible, got it?"

"On it boss," Johnny gave a mock salute as they moved.

"We will need weapons," Jessica spoke up.

I tuned to her, "and how do you know where to get said weapons?"

"Oh Tiger, you know we aren't the wait and worry type of girls," Felicia smirked.

"We got a few contacts in the black market," Jessica explained, "we ordered some pretty strong gear. They should be here by now."

"Alright...be careful," I replied, "you have money?"

"Of course, we payed them using your bank account," Felicia leaned over and kissed me on the cheek.

"We need to focus on protecting the people as well," Tandy suddenly spoke up, "if this is going to be like New York, thousands will get hurt."

"Maybe one of the texts you brought from Kamar-Taj could help," Wanda said.

"Maybe..."

"Tandy," I spoke, gaining her attention, "you can do this. I know it."

Wanda nodded, "I agree. We got this, right?"

"Right," she said, a smile of confidence on her face.

Kitten purred, "well, what are we waiting for?"

"Let's go," I told them, "we'll meet up as soon as possible..provided everything goes right."

Nova Central command:

"This is fucking crazy," Carol whispered as she flew above the command center of the Nova corps. On her way here her mind was spinning. Parker was...interesting, and his crew even more so.

They acted more alien than any human she met before. They acted...like her. Heroes maybe? Yes….but Carol didn't think she of all people deserve that title anymore. After how she was tricked by the Kree she...no, not now. She pushed her thoughts away, she needed focus.

This planet, it was in danger, and it was because of her.

She flew down to the open air balcony on the northern side of the building and walked in. The central command was before her, Nova officers gathered around the room, running around following orders issued by the woman standing in the middle; Nova Prime.

"Excuse me," Carol called out, only now gaining the attention of everyone in the room, "er...hi?"

"Don't move!" several officers cried out as they drew their guns and surrounded her. Carol threw her hands up, staying as still as possible.

"I didn't come here to fight, just talk," Carol spoke slowly.

"Vers," Nova Prime spoke up, walking forwards, her eyes looking at Carol in disbelief, "you really are alive."

"Yeah, well," Carol shrugged.

"Stand down," Nova Prime spoke up.

"Ma'am?" a soldier asked.

"She has enough power to blow this building into a crater, if sh wanted us dead we would be, stand down," the leader of the command unit ordered again. Slowly they lowered the woman and she turned to Carol, "why are you here?"

"Thanos has sent a smaller unit after Xandar while your main fleet is engaging the Kree, is this true?"

"Sadly," Nova Prime nodded, explaining, "the Kree practically pounced into tearing apart the treaty once rumors of you arose."

"I'm sorry, I...I didn't mean-"

"They would have always done so, your preakness just gave them the excuse they needed," Prime replied, "I alway suspected they had a direct connection to Ronan, the amount of resources he has at his disposal couldn't have been gained without help. The Kree supplied him, at least that's the working theory."

"You have proof?"

"They are too good for proof, as well you know," she replied, CArol's eyes darkening, "are you here to help?"

"Yes, I am….if that's okay that is."

A bar a few complexes away:

Boom!

"Haha! Take that Xorbian scum!" Rocket laughed as said alien flew into a wall, knocked unconscious by the blast from Rocket's canon.

"Hey man! Keep that down! I just built that wall!" the barkeep protested.

"Shut up and buy me another drink!" Rocket cried, jumping onto the bar stool, his blaster by his side, eyeing anyone else who dared to try and talk down to him. No one did.

"I am Groot," the walking tree replied, sipping his jug of water.

"Shut up! He's asking for it!" Rocket growled, snatching the drink placed before him, doing it in one go, "lozy week. Lost a bounty, lost four billion credits to a bunch of do gooders and now I'm here, drowning my sorrow with an idiot for company!"

"I am Groot!"

"Yeah, well you are!"

"Rocket," I spoke up.

He turned around and snarled, "oh, it's you," throwing the shot glass at my face.

I caught it an itch before it hit me, tossing it over my shoulder at the Xorbian who was slowly getting back up, knocking him out again.

"Heh, nice," Rocket snorted, ordering another drink.

I walked up to the racoon and sat down next to him, "you heard?"

"That the kree bitch destroyed the peace treaty by just existing?" Rocket snorted, "yeah, I heard. Why do you think I'm here?"

"When my AI picked up reports of you and Groot being here I was surprised, I thought you would have left by now," I admitted.

"I am Groot, I am Groot, I am Groot," the tree replied, I narrowed my eyes and read his thoughts, "he couldn't get a ship to take him. There's an blockade around the planet."

"I see, a blockade huh?"

"You can understand him?" Rocket asked surprised.

I nodded, "yup," I smiled at an excited Groot who seemed grateful at finally being heard by someone else other than Rocket.

"Yeah well, whatever," Rocket nursed another drink, "why you here Parker?"

"Thanos is sending another team at us, the Nova Corps didn't admit it so as to not cause panic. I'm sure you noticed they are trying to evacuate the city as we speak," I motioned to the windows outside where the skies were empty of all hovercrafts, "the Nova Corps members agents stationed here won't be able to fight off Thanos' army."

"And? You can?"

"So far I'm two for zero, and learning," I smirked.

"Heh," he snorted, silent, before speaking, "kid...why do you do it? Why risk your life for a bunch of arrogant jerks? I mean, you see the way they treat people like Groot and me. And you and Quill and all your Terran friends. They think you're beneath them. So why?"

I smiled, "you know, Terrans aren't the only species on Earth," I ordered a drink getting it quickly from the nervous barkeep, "there's another minor species on our planet, we call them mutants. They are like us in every way except one, they have...abilities."

"Like the fire kid?"

I nodded, "yeah. And to honest, we humans treat them like Xandarians treat us...but that's wrong. I know a whole school of mutant kids who are trying everyday to get their kind a good name. They save the world Rocket, they always try and do the right thing whatever it is and I...I admire them for that. The world can hate people like us, heck, the galaxy can, but the truth it, we shouldn't let them change us. You're a good person Rocket...you act like an asshole, but you aren't one."

"How do you know?"

"I doubt someone as kind as Groot would follow an major dick," I smirked, sipping the drink, it tasted very much like Earth rum to my tongue.

"Heh, got that right," Rocket turned to his friend.

"I am Groot," the plant replied, 'we're going right?'

"Yeah buddy, we're going," Rocket drowned the rest of his drink, turning to me, "fine kid, you want my help, you got it. But this is a one time thing, you hear me?!"

"I hear you," just then my communicator began to beep, I tapped it, Carol's voice coming through.

"The Nova Corp agents stationed here are onboard," Carol spoke up, "I have them bringing up possible defense strategies."

"Great, I'll grab the others and come right to you," my communicator beeps again, "I have another call, see you soon."

I switched channels and hear Quill's voice, "so what do you need old buddy?"

"You still have Yondu's number?"

"Ah...yeah...why?"

"Because we're going to make him an offer he can't refuse," I smirked.

One hour later, Nova Central command:

We were all gathered around in the main war room of the Nova Corps. The Nova members on one side, my crew, plus Rocket, Groot, Gamora and Quill on the other.

"You promised me help," Nova Prime turned to Carol who stood between out two groups, "you've brought me criminals."

"I don't think you have any right ot be picky," Carol smirked.

"Look, Nova Prime, we're here to help, right now isn't that what's important?" I asked.

The woman turned to me with narrowed eyes, "and what are...seventeen people, seven of whom are criminals, be able to do against an armada?"

"Hey, if you don't like it, you can kiss my tail lady!" Rocket growled.

"Silence rodent!" an officer cried out.

"Who you calling rodent?!" Rocket grabbed his gun, ready to fire.

"Okay, that's enough!" Quill stepped in the raccoons line of fire, throwing his hands up, "look, you may not like it, but you guys need out help to stop these guys okay?! So can we all just try not killing one another until after we saved the planet?!"

"Fine," Nova Prime hissed, ordering her men to stand down, turning to Carol, "your plan?"

"He's the one with the plan," she turned, motningo to me.

"Him?" Nova Prime raised an eyebrow, "he looks like a child."

"Pardon?" I asked, did she not see the sexy stubble growing on my chin?

"Like I said, a child," Nova Prime snorted, turning back to Carol, "you defeated the Kree and the Skrulls form invading your homeworld did you not? I thought you were in charge of these...people."

"No, I'm not," Carol admitted, turning to me, "he is. And yeah, he's young buy...well, if he's telling the truth, Thanos tried to come after my home and he and his team stopped him then. So like it or not, he's technically the most qualified individual in this room...unless someone else here has faced Thanos' army and won?"

No one moved, no one raised their hand.

"Is this true?" Nova Prime asked me.

"Yeah, it is," I nodded, "I had help, but we stopped him."

"How?"

"The Avengers," I replied, she looked confused and I explained, "Earth's mightiest heroes, it's kind of our codename," Carol's eyes winded, but she remained silent.

"I see….well, we'll see if you don't become the Avengers of the Galaxy as well," she turned to her men, "tell us your plan."

"Right...pull up a schematics of the city, identity every single high cluster of people and highlight them. We have a way of providing additional defenses to the area. We'll also need to set up a medical bay for the injured and a clear place to bring down the incoming war ships without resulting in property damage. We'll need bombs and any ships you have on hand."

"Done," Nova Prime turned, "move, you heard the man."

"Yes ma'am!" the soldier ran in a hurry, going around frantically.

"The Avengers of the Galaxy huh?" Quill smirked, a twinkle in his eyes.

I sighed, "oh God...that's going to be our name now isn't it?"

"I don't know, kind of like it," Carol smirked, "alright then Captain, your orders?"

I took a deep breath, I was about to explain when suddenly;

BOOM!

The ground shook, supringin everyone into a stand still. "That was a sonic boom," Carol looked out the windows, "something just broke the sound barrier."

"How do you know?" I asked.

"I was a pilot, you don't ever forget that sound," we all ran out to the balcony and there, looming over the previously clear skies was a giant war ship shaped like the head of a beetle.

Out of it's mandible like extensions launched several hundred smaller ships that circled the sky like a plague of locusts. Then suddenly a hologram sparg up underneath the ship, the face of Thanos seen looking down on the capital of the planet.

"Xandar," Thanos spoke, "your time, has come. Worry not, for in this culling, balance, will be achieved." And with that very short message over, the battle began.


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