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Capítulo 79: Prevor-2344

"So, this here trinket's worth a hundred million units?" Yondu asked, looking at the bronze rod I handed over to him as payment.

"Indeed it is, and it's status on the market is worth far more than just mear units," the Brooker explained, now back to his distinguished and mildly condescending attitude, "what you hold in your hands sir is a weapon from the legendary forges of Nidavellir."

We were in the Brooker's office, said man standing in as a mediator for Yondu and me. Looked tired though, but that was understandable, considering his planet had been invaded by Thanos' army three days ago.

"Well can it do something special or..." he looked it over, "because it looks like a stupid rod to me."

"Twist the body and hold it away from you," I instructed.

Yondo looked unsure, but slowly did just that, causing the cylinder to explode into a bronze spear nearly a foot taller than the blue Ravager, "well I'll be damned."

"It's built to be indestructible and fires energy blasts out of the tip, strong and hot enough to blow through twenty inches of galactic standard steel, and titanium if you use a little extra force," I explained, "like a said, worth it."

"Well...it is mighty impressive," Yodu whistled, I eyed his arrow which began to glow red, he turned to us with a smile, "but it ain't a hundred million credits."

The Brooker looked offended, "I assure you, that weapon is well worth-"

"Quite," Yondu hissed, his arrow flying out of his quiver and stopping right under the Brooker's neck, he turned it me, "you must have more of these things right?"

"And if I do?" I asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Well, then I suggest you hand them over," the arrow slowly moving towards me, "before we have ourselves a little accident."

I blinked, "wait...are you seriously threatening me? With...an arrow?"

"Trust me, this here arrow can kill you before you blink," Yondu smirked as the men standing behind him laughed, "now hand-"

Skit!

I swiped at the arrow, my stingers ripping through it like it was paper, "there, I blinked, now what?"

"W-what in hell?!" Yondu's eyes went wide, he dropped the spear and scrambled to grab up the pieces of his arrow, "you broke my damn arrow!"

I lowered my stingers against his neck and growled, "and I'll break a lot more if you don't leave. We had a deal, keep it, or I'll show you the reason I managed to kill a Leviathan single handedly," flexing a little of my venom blasts around my hands to mimic an aura of lightning.

"Boss," one Ravager whispered, they were scared, "the Lighting..."

"I know boy," Yondu hissed, he grabbed the fallen spear and snarled, turning to the Brooker, "you said this is worth a hundred million?"

The Brooker smirked, "indeed it is."

"Fine," Yondu tossed it to the man, the latter surprised, he then took out a data chip and placed it on the counter, "congratulations, you just got yourself a fancy spear. Now transfer the hundred million, all of it."

The Brooker grinned, "with pleasure," he took the chip and the spear to his backroom, looking ready to faint in joy.

"Boy, what's your name?" Yondu asked, sliding the pieces of his broken arrow into his hip holster.

"Peter," I replied.

Quill's eyes winded, "you Terran boy?"

I nodded, "yup...I'm from the same country Quill's from...speaking of which, I heard you people put a bounty on him."

"And? Got a problem with that?" Yondu hissed, though I could smell the fear hidden behind his bravado, he was weaponless, defenceless, and he knew it.

"He's part of my team now, I would appreciate it if you dropped it," I stressed the last two words, narrowing my eyes.

"And if I don't?" Yondu asked.

"Then every single bounty hunter that tries to claim his bounty will be coming face to face with the team that stopped a Child of Thanos and an invading armada by ourselves….surely you don't want all those people on your conscious?"

"I ain't much for guilt boy," Yondu hissed.

"Hm, well in any case, they'll come, they'll die. But I'm sure eventually they'll become annoying, and when they do we might just decided to solve the problem at the source," I stressed the word, "there isn't any reason for this grudge is there Yondu? Come on, surely you can see who...profitable being on our side can be?"

"Heh….you make a good point," Yondu whispered, turning to his squad, "what do you say boys?! We give Quill a break?! Can't blame the kid for double crossing us, we did raise him to be a Ravager!"

"Ya!" the replied, laughing at Yondu's comment. I smile, ignoring the fact they didn't have much choice at this point.

"Here you are," the Brooker then walked in, handing Yondu his credit chip, "all done. I trust you are satisfied with this exchange?"

Yondu took the chip and after checking his account balance grew a grin that threatened to split his face open, "perfect," he turned to me, narrowed his eyes, "see you around...kid," turning away he and his team left, already yelling about how to spend their new wealth.

"Do you think it's wise to let a man such as him gain so much money?" the Brooker asked once the doors to his store shut done and the grill gate came down, "he is, after all, a Ravager."

"Maybe, but I needed his help and he came, if I didn't keep my end of the bargain it wouldn't look good," I replied, "last thing I need is more people crawling up my ass and disturbing my team...we're standing on a shaky argument as it is, can't risk us breaking apart….thank you for this, your preakness helps smooth things over."

"Please think nothing of it, it's the least I can do after you saved my world," the Brooker smiled pleasantly, though I smelt the underlying feeling of fear and greed he gave off. He couldn't say no to my request and more importantly, he couldn't say no to a chance to own more of my weapons.

"Besides," I shrugged, "what's he going to do with that much of money? Probably spend it all on drinks and robot whores. Maybe a new ship."

"Or a system," the Brooker schoffed, turning to his country to work on something.

I blinked, "wait, what? Did just say system?"

"Yes Sir Parker," the Brooker replied as he took out his data pad, "Xander has a particularly large market, both legal and illegal. If one wishes they can find and buy anything they want, even a planet or system."

"Wait, how is that even possible?" I asked, clearly confused.

"Well, you see companies can and do send out private explorers and the like to outside worlds, and if one such world is undiscovered they can lay claim to said world, as long as it is within their right. If another lay claim to it then...well, things get messy. But as long as it's unhibaitated then you may claim the system."

"Is it...legal?"

"Yes, it is," the Brooker replied, "why I myself have a few systems in my name, mostly for recreational purposes, but they do have their uses."

"Huh….so….out of curiosity...how much would a system cost?"

An hour later:

"You what?!" Sue cried out. Everyone in the living room of our new apartment flinched. Rocket covered his ears, Groot just laughed, Quill and Gamora looked confused while Felicia, Wanda and Johnny seemed to be enjoying this too much for their own good.

I flinched, the shorter blonde managed to make my feel much smaller than I really was. I gulped, "I-ah, well, I mean, I figured why not? It wasn't that expensive so….."

"You spent a hundred million on it!" Sue cried out, "that's all our money!"

"Hey! In my defence that wasn't form our account, I just sold another weapon to the Brooker and he covered everything for me," I tried to say, only for Sue's glare to heaten up. I gulped, "I-I….I'm sorry."

Just then Logan walked in, his favorite mug of ale in hand, and right behind him was Kortta, both of whom looked like they had spend the whole day in bed….which they did.

"What's with all the noise," Logan growled, "can't get a decent night's rest."

"We weren't doing much resting in the first place James," Kortta rolled her eyes, her smile almost blinding with pride.

"Peter bought a system!" Sue cried out.

"A what?" Logan grumbled, sipping his drink.

"A planetary system," Johnny explained, "he bought one."

"You can do that?" Logan blinked, obviously surprised.

"Yes, they are quite cheap," Kotta explained as she plopped down next to Felicia, one leg over the other, "how much did you spend?"

"A hundred million units!" Sue cried out.

Korra's eyes widened, "that's a lot, what did you get?"

I gulped, still a little nervous at my impulse buy. I took out the contract shaky and Sue grabbed it from my hand, reading out loud, "Peter Parker of Terran is now the proud owner the planetary system QIW81-39918, located in the galaxy of….I can't read this word."

"Oh, that's their name for the Milky Way," I explained, "they ah...have funny names."

Sue glared and returned to the document, "the system contains a total of nine planets, three of which are habitable by carbon based life forms. Peter what the shit?!"

"Hey! You tell me the idea of owning a planet isn't tempting!" I cried back, "besides, it was a wise investment."

"May I?" Kortta offered, Sue passed the deed and the woman looked over the systems I had wisely purchased, "he's correct, this is a smart investment…" Sue glared while I smirked, "for a war lord."

"Pardon?" my smile dropped.

"The system is rich with resources and other material needed to build an army," Kortta replied, passing me the deed, "if you so wish, and have the needed resources, you can build yourself an armada with the resources in each planet. Not to mention the fertile three habitable planets you have can serve as a base of operations."

"Oh….I see," I looked down at the map of my system, it certainly had potential, "and, not to mention it's only 50 light years from Earth. It would take us like less than an hour by ship to get home. And, not to mention the fact that if I can perfect short distance teleportation we could travel between home and the system almost instantly! Plus, come on! It's so cool!"

Sue looked at the document and sighed, "fine...I suppose it's...fine," I cheered internally, "but next time Peter you consult me before making such a rash decision, deal?"

"Deal!" I nodded.

"Alright, with that over," Felicia got up and grabbed the pad, "now we get to the fun part."

"What's that?" Johnny asked.

"Names!"

Five hours later:

"What about America?" Carol spoke up.

"Boo!"

"Fuck you!"

"That sounds like a girl's name!" Drax laughed.

"Alright alright, just trying to give a suggestion!" Carol rolled her eyes, throwing her hands up.

"Honestly woman, can you be more of a soldier?" Johnny asked, snorting as he took a chip and munched on it, Carina following his lead, though still unused to the rich food of Xandar.

We had been at this for five hours, eventually it just became a party as everyone brought food and drinks and we all sat down in the living trying to decide what the name of the planets I recently bought should be.

Felicia was curled up by my side, grinning like a loon, enjoying the chaos she had unleashed onto the group. I kissed her brow, holding her close, "alright, fine, any other ideas? If not..."

"No way," Jessica hit my shoulder, curled up on my other side, "you already got to name the star and two planets, you got enough chances."

"Ah I did buy it didn't I?"

"And?" Jessica ignored me. I rolled my eyes, but I suppose she was right, I did name enough of them. The star I named Lee…..Star Lee…..get it? I'll see myself out.

The planet next to the star was called Ditko, in honour of Steve Ditko and the third planet from the star, which was habitable, I called Arachno. Since then we all developed into a free for all naming battle, all trying, and failing, to get a name across.

We managed to only name three more planets, the second planet was called Mustafar, in lieu of Star Wars, where Anakin Skywalker turned into Darth Vader, and the seventh planet from Lee we named Hoth, another Star Wars references.

The fourth planet from the star was habitable, but was covered by 98% water, obviously we decided to call it Atlantis. Was it original? No, but it was funny since Atlantis was real, not that anyone except me knew that.

"Okay, okay, I got it," Johnny spoke up, "how about...Fantastico!" We all turned to him, a look of utter disbelief in our eyes. Johnny sighed, "worth a shot…."

We chuckled, Rocket then suggested calling one planet Deathroid, obviously people disagreed. But while all that was going on I noticed Bill sitting quietly off to one corner, looking..thoughtful. I felt like hitting myself in the head, here I was boating about owning three planets when that guy doesn't even have one for his people.

I'm such a dick.

"Bill," I called out, he looked up, "what was your planet's name again?"

The alien looked surprised, but replied, "Korbin. It was called Korbin."

I nodded, taking the data pad and tapping on the third hospitable planet on the map, typing a name in, 'Korbin II'. Everyone looked at the holographic monitor displaying the newly named planet, no one objected.

Bill in particular looked shocked, "when you find them, you'll need a place to put them," I told him, "from what you told me this planet is the closest in resemblance to your home. What do you think?"

"I-I do not know what to say," Bill said slowly, "as you sure this is a wise choice Peter? A planet is-is-"

"-Expensive?" Carina suggested.

Bill sighed, nodding, "yes, it is a very rich present to give Peter….I-"

"-Just promise me your people don't pollute and destroy this one," I chuckled, "going for a more economical civilization here."

"I-I-"

Just then the doorbell rang out, Quill being the closest to the door, got up and answered it, "hello, how can-holy shit!"

We all got up as Quill stepped aside, revealing Nova Prime herself standing outside, with several guards standing behind her. Logan had his claws out, Wanda and Jessica both grew alert, ready to fight.

"Nova Prime, this is unexpected," Carol stepped forward, standing between us and her, "can we...help you?"

"Yes, may I come in?" Nova Prime asked, flashing a disarming smile at us all.

Carol turned to me, raising an eyebrow, I nodded as we all moved aside, letting Nova Prime and her small army into the already cramped flat. We in turn were backed up against the destroyed far wall of the flat, which Felicia blew up when she took out the Liberty to attack the Chitauri.

"This flat is quite small," the woman noted, looking around, "how do eighteen of you live in such a restricted environment?"

Logan snorted, "we cuddle," earning a chuckle from Quill.

"I see," Nova Prime drooled out, "either way...I come today not to cause trouble, as I've told you before all your criminal records have been expunged from our records, you all are not criminals, so you have nothing to worry from me."

"They are more than just 'not criminals'," Carina replied, her eyes narrowed in rage, "they are heroes. You best understand that."

"Carina," Johnny warned, a smell of fear and worry rosed up around him.

"No, she is correct," Prime admitted, a smile coming out in full force, a smile that I immediately recognized to be as honest as a politician's back on Earth, "and that is why we want you to stay."

We were all shocked. "Say what now?" Tandy blinked, sharing our surprise.

"After news of your defeat of Thanos' army spread even the Kree ceased firing," Prime said, sounding almost ecstatic, "after hearing about a team of heroes, lead by the Rouge Kree warrior Vers," motioning to Carol, "they immediately began renegotiating the terms of the peace agreement. Your team stopped a war, a war that could have been much longer and bloodier."

"Well...you're welcome," Quill smirked much more confident than before, "it's what we do, save planets and stuff."

"But why do you want us to stay?" Jessica asked, narrowing her eyes, "unless-"

"-You want to make us you mascots," Logan spoke up, everyone detering to the veteran of over a dozen wars, "a poster child for the Nova Empire. Am I wrong?"

"No, you are not," Prime replied, her eyes narrowing on Logan for a second before he smiling demeanor came back, "like your companion said, we want to make you citizens of the Nova Empire, and with your help, we can prevent a tragedy like the Chitauri invasion from ever happening again….what say you?"

She looked at Carol, who frankly looked confused, "ah….well, I mean, I'm all for it but, I'm not the leader here, you know that right?"

Prime nodded, "yes, but you see, he isn't...well...the great Vers is a much more...fitting image of a leader than some unknown child from a back water world."

"I'm also from said backwater planet Prime," Carol hissed.

"Apologizes, but you know I'm right, yes?" Prime said, "the galaxy knows you, they fear you and love you. You are an angel to some and demon to others. With you and this team...no one would ever invade our home again."

"And if we say no?" I challenged.

Prime narrowed her eyes, "then I must ask you to leave."

"Why?!" Rocket cried out, "we just saved the whole damn planet!"

"Because you are too great a threat to left unchecked," Prime replied, "so you have a choice, join us...or leave. If you will not be a part of the Nova crops than others will think us weak...they will use this to their advantage."

"So we save your ass, and in return you're just going to kick us out?" Quill said angrily, "yeah right, how's that fair?!"

"Quill, they are right," Gamora spoke up, her eyes narrowing, "we drew attention to ourselves by defeating Thanos...we best leave, or else he will come for us...and many more innocents will be hurt as a result."

"So, we're fugitives, again?" Rocket rubbed his eyes, "great, just great."

"I understand you feel insulted, but I do not see any other way, so please," the many Nova officers behind her raised an aimed their weapons at us, "do not make me use force."

BAMN!

A shockwave of red telekinetic energy exploded out from Wanda, blasting every single Nova officer away, hitting our apartment walls, leaving Nova Prime alone standing.

"I'm sorry, you were saying?" Wanda asked, her eyes glowing a bright red. She grew ready to blast Prime also when Felicia stepped in, placing a calming hand on her shoulder, causing Wanda to slowly power down to normal.

"I know I cannot defeat you," Prime cleared her throat, "you….you all are the greatest threat to the galaxy I have ever seen. A group of individuals such as you are not to be taken lightly, but I beg you, please….leave."

The others seemed angry, so was I if I was honest, but before anyone said anything, I nodded, "I understand," everyone seemed surprised, "we were planning on leaving anyway, we'll be out of your hair."

"Peter!" Sue cried out, "this isn't right!"

"Sue, we can't stay here much longer anyway," I reasoned with her, "or did you forget the reason we came into space in the first place? We've kept Jean waiting long enough, it's time to go."

The woman didn't seem to like it, but she accepted my reasoning. I turned to Prime and nodded, she ordered her men, those still concious, to stand down and drag away their unconscious colleagues.

It took us around an hour to pack up all our stuff from the apartment and put it away. Logan said goodbye to Kortta, both of them agreeing ti was best to depart on decent terms rather than forcing something. It was...mature of them.

We made it to the spaceport where Quill kept his ship, climbing into the Milano and docked in the cargo bay of said ship was the Liberty, turned off, serving as a ship within a ship.

Quill, Rocket, Gamora, Felicia and Sue got into the Milano's cockpit, with Quill getting into the pilot's seat and Rocket as co-pilot. The moment we were given permission to launch we were out of there, Xandar becoming smaller and smaller as we flew into space.

"Set coordinates for Prevor-2344," I explained, passing the coordinates from my system to his, "that's our only clue so far."

"Clue for what?" Rocket asked, "you know, you never told us who exactly you're looking for."

"Jean," Felicia explained, "our girlfriend."

Quill blinked, "wait, 'our'?" he turned, looking between Felicia and me, "you mean you two-"

"-Yes," I nodded.

"So, three?"

Felicia rolled her eyes, "yes...for now anyway," she whispered the last bit, though I heard her.

"...Damn, alright," Quill turned to me, "good luck with that man."

"What's that supposed to mean?" I asked.

"Most people think having more chicks is a blessing, trust me, it is not," Quill snorted.

"Or maybe you just can't handle them," I smirked.

"Hey, I'll have you know I can handle anything!" Quill replied, "now shut it! I'm trying to fly here!"

"It's going to take three days to get there," Sue spoke up, reading off the navigations control.

"Well what are we going to do for three days?!" Rocket cried out.

Felicia shrugged, "you could use the Danger room, or maybe the lab."

"Wait...Danger Room?"

A few days later:

Traveling in space was...borning to say the least. Well, for the rest of the crew.

Bill, Logan and Drax hit the gym, or rather training room. They were obsessed with fighting and once Drax learnt there was a setting to adjust the gravity in there he went nuts trying to one up both Bill and Logan.

We all started calling them the Gym bros.

Johnny, Sue and Rocket spent most of their time in the lab, Sue working on a formula that would prevent interspecie sexually transmitted diseases, obviously Johnny's new beau was on her mind, and Johnny and Rocket got to work making weapons, which, well, Sue didn't approve off but admitted it was needed, especially since we were now flying solo.

Carol and Jessica seemed to spark something of a friendship as the two was seen hanging out more and more often. The two women were robbed of their time on Earth and bonded over their shared experience of working for the bad guy, Carol with the Kree and Jessica for HYDRA.

Gamora took to training, gaining Scott as a student in hand to hand combat, the mutant boy knowing he had much to learn and that his physique needed more training and who better to teach him the the galaxy's deadliest assassin?

Rogue, Wanda and Tandy went back to the library, Felicia and Carina spent most of their time playing on the few galactic videos games Quill had on board, I was seriously regretting not getting a playstation or something for the ship.

Which left me….well, free. And while I love my crew, who I frankly think kicks the ass of any other team out there, I was a solitary creature by design, I needed my own private research time.

I took the furthest bedroom in the corridor and converted it into my personal lab, inside of which I deposited all my equipment and possession. Over the last few days I had worked on the suits for the rest of the team, suits which would enhance their abilities, it took me a day to finish designing them all, leaving it up to the machines to finishing returning them.

I then turned to my own suit. It was still...wonky to say the least.

It took me a while to analyse it and understand why this thing failed as it did. The answer was simple….I didn't know.

The fact is there was so much about my powers I didn't know about. So many factors at play here that I couldn't even begin to explain where my powers came from let alone what the result of using them were.

Thor's blood, did it give me just lightning or something more? Did it change me so fully that even unstable molecules were affected? I didn't understand, what I did know is that the vibranium nano tech i was using got fried.

I had to replace the internal systems and while it was possible, it was going to take some time, and it would pointless if I didn't understand why it happened so as to prevent it from happening again.

Freaking magic.

I tried testing my powers with a standard UMF suit and found it able to stand up to the lightning. My guess is that since the nanobots in my suit got fried they started behaving poorly, a UMF suit which can only transform and have no need for nanobot to keep me together would be fine.

For now, it seemed I would be going back to the UMF suit until I could fix my nanosuit. Which was fine….going to miss the nanobots though.

I had it take on my classic suit design, a black and red spider suit without a mask, I wouldn't need it anymore. I also took to wearing the Thriller jacket Felicia got for me, helped me pull off the intergalactic space captain thing I was going for.

I then got working on a side project, something I got into my mind after I purchased the Marvel system, yes, that's what I decided to call the system I bought. Felicia didn't like it either. Carol was flattered, until I told her it had nothing to do with her moniker.

It was some time later when I received a call from the bridge, "Peter, you might want to come and look at this," came Quill's panic stricken voice.

I rushed out of the lab, locking it behind me, running up through the ship and out into the Milano's cargo hold. By the time I reached the cockpit, everyone had already gathered as we were all staring out the window in the face of the planet below, Prevor- 2344.

It was shattered, the surface of the planet had been cracked open like an egg. Bits and pieces of the planet drifted off into space, the core of the planet was explored, burning red as the magma slowly cooled down, the black tar of obsidian gathered around it's edges.

"What happened to it?" Wanda asked, terror in her voice.

"Peter, I'm picking up an cosmic energy signature that matches the data we have on the Phoenix," Sexy sounded off on the PA, "Ms. Grey was here."

"Jean did that?" Scott asked, fear creeping up on all of us, "s-she destroyed a planet? Why?!"

"This is what you're going after?!" Quill cried out, "what can do this?!"

"A force of nature," I whispered, but something didn't add up. I groaned, "but….this doesn't make any sense, Jean isn't...the Phoenix can destroy and is good at it, but it wouldn't do so without reason."

"Whatever the reason, it's clear we don't have a lead anymore," Logan grunted, sipping from his ale, "this thing...Parker, are you sure you can take it?"

"I know I can," I replied, the image of my secret weapon coming up in my mind, "but you're right, we don't have a lead anymore...damn it!" I smashed my fist against Quill's ship denting the hull.

"Hey! Watch it!" Quill cried out, "unlike you, I actually still need to pay off my loan! Crazy rich bags."

"What about the Shi'ar empire?" Sue suddenly spoke up, gaining everyone's attention, "the Brooker said they kept track of the Phoenix didn't he? If that's' the case then they are probably who we should speak to next."

I groaned, "I don't know much about them...and given our status in the galaxy I...can we risk it?"

"The Shi'ar Empire is a proud war loving nation," Gamora explained, "even Thanos takes caution when fighting against them, often using guerilla tactics rather than straight on battles like he did in Xandar...they are dangerous, but honorable….though I admit the recent talks of their emperor have not been-"

BOOM!

The entire ship jerked to the side as we got hit by something loud. "What the shit?!" Johnny cried out, "what hit us?!"

"A ship just came out of warp and is firing on us," Quill exclaimed as he hit the theaters, "I'm taking the ship into the debris of the planet, we can hopefully avoid whoever it is there!"

"I'll man the cannons," Gamora said, quickly moving out.

"I'll join you!" Jessica said, following the assassin.

"Carol, can you breath in space?" I turned to our biggest weapon on hand.

"Not without my suit," Carol explained.

I clicked my teeth, turning to the terminal I began typing away until I managed to get an image of the rear camera on the ship to track and display what exactly was coming for us.

It was a ship shaped like a gun with an elongated hammer pin, a curved tapering hand grip and two thin wings placed on the side making it look similar to a solar sail.

"What is that fucking thing?" Felicia asked as it fired at us over and over, only missing by a hair's breadth.

"Good flying," Johnny patted Quill's shoulder.

"That was me!" Rocket cried out, pissed off.

"It's a Shi'ar design," Carina spoke up, looking at the image with narrowed eyes, "but it doesn't bare the markings of the empire...it's odd."

"Stolen?" Felicia waggered.

"Possible," Carina nodded.

"Pirates," Drax hissed, "I hate pirates."

"...Quill," Scott turned, "let them board us."

"What?!" everyone cried out at once.

Scott flinched, "look, like it or not we aren't the best in space fights, and prolonging this will do nothing but damage our ship. Let them come on board and then we can take them out."

We all shared looks before agreeing, I had to admit, there was a reason Scott Summers lead the X-men.

"Alright, for the record, I say this is a crazy plan and I think it's totally going to fail," Quill spoke up, "I'm hailing them our surrender now."

"Quill! Why are we surrendering?!" Gamora cried out through eh coms.

"When they board us we'll take them," I quickly replied, cutting off the communication.

We all felt nervous as Quill took us in, bringing the ship down slowly next to a giant asteroid that might have once been a flat plateau on the planet below us. He turned off the system and the pirate ship chasing us approached.

They moved cautiously at first to see if it was a trick, upon discovering it wasn't they swooped in and the ship jerked to the side thanks to a tractor beam. There was a loud snap as the ship's hull was magnetically locked to the pirate's.

"They opened the airlock, their coming for us," Quill said as he unstrapped himself, guns out.

"No," Logan smirked as he released his claws, "we're coming for them."

"Capture them," I ordered, "if they stole the ship form the Shi'ar Empire that means they could know how to get passed their security. We need them alive. That means Johnny, you and Scott can't use your powers."

"What? Why not?!" Johnny asked. We all gave him a blank look.

"It's because you cause too much damage Johnny," Carina replied a sweet caring smile on her face that seemed to melt all of Johnny's protest.

We walked down the corridor, Logan leading the way, until we reached the end to the airlock and came upon what had to be the strangest looking pirates I have ever seen in my entire life.

There was a giant lizard man that matched Groot in size, covered with scales and a half hearted glare and black pants with purple highlights and a pair of boots. He looked like if Hulk and Killer Croc in space.

A white skinned woman with silver hair that came down till her hips, dressed in skin tight clothes, a shoulderless black top with blue pants and brown shoes, a blade in each hand. She didn't have skin, instead her body was covered in fur and behind her was a long silver tail….whatever, I don't even care.

Then came this half organic, half cyber looking humanoid with a blaster in each hand. He had a black suit over his organic side byt the silver metal of his robot body was exposed with heavy gauntlets and boots, he held a vacant if not robotic look.

And the final one seemed the most normal, looked fairly human, but in our galaxy that could mean anything. He had a full beard that came down that grew in thick with pepper white hair mixed in with his natural brown. He looked around fifty and wore a black and red suit with a blue scarf around his neck and a yellow belt with a blade strapped to it and a blaster in one hand.

"Greetings ladies and gents!" the human looking guy smiled, "I am the great pirate Corsair! Leader of the Starjammers! We, are pirates! So if you please, all the credits on boards, any fine jewels and such like finery and also every single weapon you have onboard."

"Holy shit!" Quill cried out, almost screaming in joy, "you're Corsair! Guys! He's Corsair!"

"Ah, a fan!" the man chuckled.

"Oh great," the lizardman rolled his eyes, "he found a fan."

"He's not going to stop for a week," the silver haired furry sighed, rubbing her eyebrows.

"Oh come of it! It's not my fault I'm amazing!" the one calling him Corsair commented, grinning like a loon.

"Quill? Explain," I asked.

"That's Corsair!" Quill cried out, "you know! Corsair! Intergalactic pirate and legendary bounty hunter! He escaped from the slave pits of Shi'ar empire and-gasp! You're the Starjammers!"

"Ah-"

"-They're this group of pirates that were former slaves turned awesome butt kickers! Yondu used to tell me stories about them! They would rob from the criminals of the galaxy and use it to help the needy and-gasp! Are you here to rob us?! Oh my God you are aren't you?! You're here to rob us! Quick, Johnny, grab a camera and get a picture of me and Corsair!"

"Quil! Not the time!" Carol cried out.

"So I take it your a fan?" Corsair asked, "well if you are then I'll cut you a deal, I'll only take half, how about that?"

Quill looked like he had just gotten an adrenaline shot to the heart, "gasp! You mean it?!"

"Quill!" we all cried out.

"YAH!" Gamora suddenly jumped down from the rafters, sword flying out as she swung it down at Corsair.

TANG!

The white furry stepped in, smirking as she blocked Gamora with her own blades, "I smelt you coming, you're slow."

"That's Hepzibah!" Quill cried out, "she's like this ninja assassin! She can cut people's faces off and skin them alive with her talons and she can smell like super far! She's like a lion on two legs!"

"Ya!" Gamora growled as she and the cat lady got into a brawl, Gamora kicked at her head, only for Hepzibah to jump over it grabbing Gamora's leg with her own and using it as a leaping board to jump behind her and land in a couch.

Hepzibah spun around, blades ready to slice at Gamora, only for two web lines to grab her wrists and pull her aside. The cat lady looked up, just in time to jump away from Jessie who dropped kick down, smashing the grill floor.

Gamora and Jessica circled Hepzibah, the three women eyeing each other, Jessica rotated her wrist, the web shooters I had given her would take some adjusting.

And then, like a spin on a dime, the moved, leaping at each other, Gamora struck at Hepzibah's blades before sweeping her leg, the cat lady somersault and landed on her feet before quickly jumping back to avoid Jessica's own kick.

They began to fight faster than any normal human ever could, even Natasha would have had trouble keeping up with these three super human. Gamora got hit in the ribs, Jessica in the knee while Hepzibah got a web to the face and a shallow cut on her hand.

"Alright, I had enough to this, Wanda, grabbed the girls, I'll blast the cat," I held out a hand, Wand and I moved as one and the three fighters were suddenly thrown up into the air before summoned back to their respective sides.

"We had her," Jessica glared up at me.

"I know, but the idea is to not kill her," I replied, stepped forward, "look ah," I turned to Quill.

"Starjammers," he eagerly supplied, wiping away the drool forming on the corner of his mouth.

"Right, Starjammers, listen, we aren't hiding anything valuable, and even if we do, you all are clearly outmatched and out numbered," I explained.

"Oh, I think we can take you," Corsair smirked, turning to the big guy, "isn't that right Ch'od?" the lizard man grinned, cracking the knuckles of his giant fists.

"We got one of those too," I motined to Groot.

"I am Groot."

"He is Groot."

"We have a sharpshooter who can blast the wings of a fly," Corsair pointed to his cyborg.

"I can blast through the hulls of ships," Carol supplied.

"Which I'm asking you again not to do!" Quill quickly hissed.

"Ah...well….maybe a truce would be everyone's best of interests," Corsair said slowly, eyeing Carol, "the Kree rebel, Vers...so that must mean this is you team. If I'm correct you stopped the invasion of Xandar, yes?"

"Ah, yeah," Carol shrugged sending me an apologetic look. I rolled my eyes, how much older do I gotta look before people start taking me seriously?!

"Well...then we certainly are outmatched huh?" Corsair replied nervously, putting his guns away, motioning to his allies to do the same, "now then, how exactly can we help you today my fine lady?" earning a growl from Hepzibah who seemed to glare at Carol.

"What happened to the planet below us?" I spoke up, cutting between Corsair and Carol.

"And who might you be young man?" the pirate asked, "haven't heard of you before."

"I'm new," I shrugged, "now, the planet?"

"Now now, it's proper edicate to introduce yourself properly when meeting someone new, didn't your mother teach you that?"

"She's dead," I replied flatly.

"Then I'll teach you!" he replied, not missing a beat, "I am Corsair! Legendary pirate and outlaw from the planet Earth! You may know it as Terran!"

"Wait, you're from Earth too?!" Johnny cried out, "what the shit?! Why is it that everytime we do something we think no other human has done before, suddenly a human come up who has?! How many humans are in space anyway?!"

"Oh, you all are from Earth as well?" Corsair asked surprised, "where are you from?"

We all looked at each other before replying, "America."

"Sokovia," Wanda was the only one to say different.

"Outstanding!" Corsair replied, looking almost ecstatic, "I'm from the old old USA as well! Of course back then I went by another name, another life."

"What's your real name?" I asked out of curiosity, wondering just who this person was.

"Major Christopher Summers," the man struck a grin, "airforce, happened upon an alien ship during one of my flights, changed my life forever!"

"Wonder where I heard that before," I said, turning to Carol, who looked just as surprised at we did at the coincidence.

"W-wait," Scott suddenly said, "say that again."

Corsair looked confused, "hm? Say what again?"

"MY-your name, say it again!" Scott practically screamed.

"Christopher Summers," Corsair replied, looking confused, "why? Do I know you?"

"No...no!" Scott cried out, taking several steps back, "it's not true! Stop lying!" I smelt fear, panic, anger, rage, boiling rage come up from inside Scott as tears streamed down from behind his goggles.

"Scott! You okay?!" Rogue immediately leapt to her boyfriend's side, grabbing hold of him, only for him to pull his hand away, almost afraid to be touched.

"You died! I saw you die!" Scott cried out, "you died an-and so did Alex! You can't be alive!"

Corsair's eyes widened, they teared up as the next word out of his mouth took us all for a spin, "s-son?


Capítulo 80: SW- TROTJ 1:35:10

We sat around the cargo hold, the Liberty pushed against one corner as the rest stood around, silent. Corsair, Christopher Summers, was silent, he hadn't said a word since Scott threatened to blow his face off if he ever called him 'son' again.

That was ten minutes ago.

Scott had run off into the Liberty, Sexy told me he was in the Danger room, blowing up anything he could. Lucky the shields inside there could take anything, even a pissed off Scott Summers could throw at them.

"So," I spoke first, "Christopher Summers...how?"

Corsair looked up, he looked at me, but in reality, he wasn't paying attention to us at all, "it's a long story kid….how did Scott come here? He...he's supposed to be on Earth."

"You don't have the right to know anything about him," I spat back, narrowing my eyes, "if Scott wants to, he'll tell you."

Christopher turned to the Liberty, narrowing his eyes, "how long will he be in there?"

"I really don't think you're in a position to demand a quick response," Quill stepped up, all signs of his hero worship was gone, or suppressed, ever since he found out that Corsair was a neglectful father. Daddy issues were kind of a trigger point.

Come to think of it...every single memeber of my crew had daddy issues. Richard and I never got along, Johnny and Sue lost their dad, Logan killed his by accident, Rouge was an orhpan, Tandy's dad died leaving her with an abusive step-mom, Wand's dad was Magneto a literal super villian, Jessica's father conducted a science experiment on her that put her in a coma to save her life and I'm pretty sure Carina's dad sold her into slavery. And I'm willing to be some vibranium Carol didn't get along with her dad as well.

Literally the only ones I don't think have daddy issues is Bill, and that's only because I don't think he even remembers his father.

Fuck.

Like seriously, fuck. We should be called the Daddy issues squad.

Corsair sighed, rubbing his eyes yet again, "I just...I thought he died…..I didn't-I didn't know," his team surrounded him, all sending him pitying looks.

"Did you even check?" came Scott's voice. We all turned to see him walk out the ship with Rogue behind him, her eyes narrowed with worry and little bit of rage pointed at Corsair.

Corsair got up, "I-I did but I-"

"-Don't lie to me!" Scott roared, his fists clenched and his anger so great Jessica and I actually had to cough out the scent. I had never smelt anger so toxic before, I shared a look with Jessica and she nodded in worry, it was honestly a mystery how Corsair wasn't a smoking pile of ash at this point.

"If you even bothered to check you would have found me! In the hospital! For five months!" Scott roared, "Alex was gone! You were gone! Mom was gone! I….why?! What were you doing that was so important that you didn't even come back for me?!"

"I….I went to save your mother," Corsair admitted, his head hanging in shame.

"Explain," Scott growled, "now."

"I...alright, of course," Corsair nodded, looking at everyone gathered, "can we do this somewhere else?"

"No, whatever you have to say, they can hear it," Scott spat before turning to us and finishing at Rogue who's hand he held onto for dear life, "they're my family."

Corsair looked broken, but he nodded in understanding. He leaned back and sighed, rubbing his face before looking up with eyes empty of all mirth and joy it held when we first saw him, replaced by a shadow of...despair.

"I'm not human," he began, startling us all, except his team. Scott looked...well, can't judge much from his eyes, with the visor and all, and his emotions were dialed to anger so the tiny emotions were harder to pick up, "I'm a ...well, I'm a human-Shi'ar hybrid, designed by the Shi'ar Empire to infiltrate and observe Earth."

"You were a spy," Jessica explained simply.

Corsair nodded, "yes. At the time the Skrulls had taken an interest in your home, the Shi'ar Empire made me in order to find out what...by the time I did, well..." he turned it Carol who smirked, "anyway...while I was there I….I fell in love...with your mother Scott. Her name was Katherine."

Scott was silent, he nodded, motioning for his father to go on.

Corsair sighed, "a few years went by...you and Alex were born and I...well, I turned my back on the Shi'ar empire. I figured they wouldn't care about some lab experiment gone wrong, they had more important things to do. I also faked my death, just in case they did get curious. But then one day...that day, when I was flying you back from the Bahamas, our plane was attacked."

"I remember," Scott whispered, "pirates."

"Is that what they told you?" Corsair asked.

Scott nodded, "that's what the evidence told the police that investigated your plane crash."

"They were wrong," Corsair snorted.

"Well maybe if you were there you could have told them that," Scott replied with a snap. I raised an eyebrow unconsciousness, damn...that was cold.

Corsair flinched as well, though he seemed to take it well enough, just nodding rather than commenting, "well, they were wrong. It was a Shi'ar scout ship, and Katherine and I knew we couldn't let them touch you and Alex."

"Why not?" Scott asked.

"When one from the Shi'ar race mixes their blood with that of a genetically inferior race they tend to produce children with abilities beyond the normal."

"Mutants," Logan grunted.

Corsair nodded, "yes. Some, like those on Earth, can be made between humans, but that's always a gamble. But when Shi'ar blood is mixed with human then, well the child produced will almost always be a mutant, and a powerful one at that."

"So wait, are all mutants Shi'ar?" Sue asked, her analytical mind shining through.

Corsair shook his head, "no. I don't understand the genetics of it, but you have your own form of mutation on Earth, Scott's powers however are vastly different, both in class and power."

"Bullshit," Scott snapped, "there are plenty of mutants on Earth who are stronger than me. Shit, Peter is a man-made one and he's ten times stronger than me."

Corsair turned to me, eyeing me up, "that might be, but it's simply because you haven't been taught the right way to use your powers. If you want, I could show-"

"-No," Scott cut him off, "just...tell me what happened next."

Corsair sighed, "so, with no other choice Kathrine and I sent you and your brother with the only parachute...what we didn't expect is that the wind to blow you both so harshly. We saw to crash into the rocky shore and I thought...we thought ..."

"Next," Scott replied coldly, ignoring Corsair's tears.

The man nodded, "yes, right. I...we got captured. They took us back to the Emperor, to be trialed. It must have been a slow day for the bastard because he took his time. D'Ken, the Emperor of the Shi'ar Empire, wanted to make an example of us...both of us. He threw me into a slave pit and separated me from you mother."

"What happened to her?" Scott asked.

Corsair sighed, "I….I eventually escaped, with the help of the people now my crew," he smiled at them, "my family...they were fellow slaves and when we managed to get free I searched for your mother. It took me months, but I found out what happened to her….D'Ken took her as his own, made her a part of his harem."

A ripple of disgust, anger, sadness and pity filled the air.

"He heard about how a half human and half Shi'ar baby would be powerful beyond compare and demanded a child from her...what he didn't know is she had already been pregnant at the time...with your brother."

No one spoke, not a word.

"I managed to get to her, the look on her face when she realised I was alive, you could make a star jealous with that smile," tears pooled onto Corsair's eyes, "we ran away...but were caught at the last moment by D'Ken and his champion...Katherine begged for my life, begged with the Shi'ar emperor, but D'Ken had no mercy. He had grown tired of her. He agreed to spare me and my crew but in return….he wanted her life.

"I didn't even have a chance to fire a blaster bolt into my head before she agreed. D'Ken ordered his champion of ripe her head off….he then threw us into a ship and blasted us into space….she died Scott…..she died trying to protect me."

Scott's body was shaking, but it wasn't fear, it wasn't sadness, it was rage. Pure, unbridled rage. He turned and walked away.

Rogue moved to follow, "Scott-"

"-NO!" he cried out, "leave me alone!"

Rogue looked hurt, Felicia and Wanda were already by her side, taking her away, whispering to her to be patient and wait, Scott would come around.

Sexy tracked Scott back to the Danger room, no one here was speaking. I however was beginning to get annoyed, the silence was...irritating.

"So...anyone want a drink?" I asked, everyone turning to me in silence. I shrugged, "after that story we need a drink. Come on, I'll open up the good stuff. Logan, we're sharing."

"Fine," Logan grunted, shurgging, giving Scott's newly revealed father another look. We all moved slowly into the ship, my crew going in first to set things up while Corsair and his team held back looking uncertain.

"This doesn't look like it can fit us all," Corsair replied, "and I don't think Scott wants to see me right now."

"Trust me, it's bigger on the inside," I smirked, motioning them inside.

They looked uncertain, but slowly followed in, gasping the moment they stepped in. They looked around in awe, surprised at the size.

"I-It big!" Hepzibah gasped, her tail flicking from side to side to indicate excitement, if she was anything like an Earth cat that is.

"Yup, come in, the kitchen is just through there," I motioned, pushing them along.

"This is amazing!" Corsair gasped, looking at the enlarged interior, "just how much bigger is this place?! How did you achieve such technology? I doubt human tech has improved so much in the last decade or so."

"Eh, I'm somewhat of a genius," I shrugged as we walked into the kitchen. A few people sat, a few stood, but they all avoided the couch, obviously deciding that was where the Starjammers were going to sit.

"Please, sit," I motioned to the couch. They sat down without much complaint, though an awkward silence fell between the two groups as they just stared at each other.

I mentally linked my mind with Wanda, Felicia, Bill and Tandy, "guys, a little help here?" I motioned to the kitchen.

"Right," Felicia got up as we five stood behind the bar, Felicia getting the mugs out, Tandy cleaning them while Bill and I fill them out from the casks of ale we had. Not the dwarven stuff, that was too strong, but rather some simple Asgardian drink that most considered basically water.

"So," Quill began, breaking the tension, "you said you're half human yourself right? Do you have powers too?"

Corsair smiled, shaking his head, "no. The Empire didn't want a simple scout to draw attention to itself by boosting extraordinary powers. When I was being made I had all my genetic sequences altered to match that of humans with some Shi'ar left over to activate the mutation in Scott and Alex. The only reason I'm considered half Shi'ar is because I used to be on, before the operation of course."

"And the rest of your crew?" Sue asked, "you all seem to be from different species."

"We are," the lizard man, Ch'od said, his tone carrying more intelligence than one would think, "each of us are from different races, but we all were part of the Shi'ar Empire."

"Wait, I don't understand, how can….they conquered your planets didn't they?" Carol narrowed her eyes.

"They don't call it that," Corsair shook his head, "they call it 'Marrying'. They say a mixture of races into the Shi'ar bloodline will benefit the empire, Scott himself being a prime example of such an event."

"So...do most people in the Shi'ar empire have powers?" Jessica asked.

"Some, not most," Hepzibah replied, licking her paws, damn, she is a cat, "they are not all powerful. Some pointless, some bad. Some deadly."

"It's a gamble with other races," Corsair explained, "only humans seem to give a more positive outcome."

"Does the Shi'ar empire plan on attacking Earth anytime soon?" I asked quickly.

Corsair looked confused, "why would they do that?"

"To produce a race of genetically superior super powered children?" I guessed.

The Starjammers looked at each other before they exploded into laughter. "Ha-ha! That's one hell of a sense of humor you got there kiddos!" Corsair chukled.

"What's so funny?" Sue asked, confused and annoyed, "it seemed like a logical question."

"Sorry, it's just...you don't know D'Ken, he would never allow such a thing."

"Selfish man," Hepzibah hissed.

"The emperor guy?" Johnny asked.

Corsair nodded, "very same. He's paranoid, dangerously so. He would never allow anyone other than someone related to his bloodline to possess such powers. If I recall he actually put a ban on Earth, afraid of his enemies obtaining a child that could kill him."

"This D'Ken sounds like a tyrant," Gamora spoke up, obviously an expert on the subject.

"Oh, he is," Ch'od growled, "he's a monster...and that's coming from me."

"We've seen worse," Logan snorted, others nodding in agreement, though Ch'od looked too confused to understand what we meant.

"He's a dictator," Corsair explained, "he has the same opinions on race as Hitler did and has the work ethics of Stalin. He's a monster, to his people and the galaxy. He enslaves people, destroys planets, all in the name of expanding his empire."

"Do people support him?" Bill asked.

"Some, not all," Hepzibah shrugged, "most scared, can't speak, promised pain."

"And those who do...well," Corsair sighed, rubbing his temples, "I'm one of the lucky ones."

"Well, at least you're alive," I said, placing the filled mugs of ale on the kitchen island, Wanda waving her hand, causing a red aura to surround the mugs, lifting them into the air and sending them to people around the room, Corsair being the first one to get a drink, Logan and Drax right behind.

Corsair looked at the drink, cautious, he eyed us all before sipping the drink, his eyes shooting up, "that's strong!"

"Piss water," Logan grumbled, obviously upset he couldn't drink his usual concoction, "we have ale ten times stronger than this," and to prove his point he chugged the mug with ease, wiping away the foam.

"Really?" Corsair asked in surprise, "how are you able to drink so much? The alcohol levels can kill you three times over."

"Some of us have a stronger immunity to the stuff," I spoke up, "like Logan and me. Our bodies have a stronger metabolism and so the weaker drinks often get converted into sugar before we even feel the effects."

"You have powers? You are a man-made mutant, yes?"

I nodded, "yup."

"I see, what are you powers, if I may ask?"

"Ah...it's kind of a long story," I rubbed my neck nervously, motioning to Wanda's powers, "just take my word for it when I say it has its ups and downs...Corsair, if you don't mind me asking, how well do you know the Shi'ar Empire?"

The man shrugged, "considering I used to be one of them, pretty well. Why?"

"Tell me...what do you know about the Phoenix?"

"PFT!" Hepzibah spat out her drink, Ch'od seemed to gulp his down in terror and Corsair looked...conflicted.

"Not much...may I ask why?"

"That planet out there," I motioned to the digital window by our side which displayed the outside view, "did the Phoenix do that?"

Corsair narrowed his eyes, his teammates now looking at us with worry. He finally spoke, "why does that concern you? What's your relation to the Phoenix Force?"

"She's the reason we all came out here in the first place," I told him, "the current host of the Phoenix force is human...and our friend. We came out here to get her back, the last known sighting of said cosmic force was here...so, I'll ask you again; what do you know?"

"I'm sorry, but I don't know anything," Corsair said, sipping his drink. I heard his heartbeat skip, I sighed.

"You're a bad liar bub," Logan snorted.

Corsair narrowed his eyes at Logan, "I am not lying. I swear I don't know much about the Phoenix."

"One of my powers, which I share with Logan here," I motioned to said mutant, "is the ability to hear just about anything. Including your heartbeat, which skips every time someone lies. While you may be a Shi'ar, you are also human. So, tell me, what do you know about the Phoenix?"

Corsair narrowed his eyes, looking at us before turning to his companions, nodding. They stood up as one, "thank you for your hospitality, but I think it's time we leave."

"Your leaving? Again?" Scott's voice rang out, he was standing at the kitchen's door frame, his anger now controlled but still very much there, "why am I not surprised?"

"Scott, I-"

"-Tell them what they want to know," Scott ignored his father's pleads, "tell them about the Phoenix."

"...Fine," Corsair sighed, turning to me, eyes narrowing, "you don't know what you're getting yourself into boy...what exactly do you want to know?"

"Did the Phoenix destroy that planet?" I asked, a crisis of concious pushing me ahead. Would Jean, my Jean, ever do something so heartless? I just couldn't believe it.

"No...but that planet is gone because of it," Corsair explained, "the Shi'ar Empire has...a difficult history with that Cosmic Force. They aren't ...well, if I'm being honest, they're scared. The last time the Phoenix turned its eye on them they...they lost nearly half their empire. Billions if not trillions of lives were lost. So when they heard that it came back, they decided to launch a preemptive strike. The battle...well, you see the resulting wreckage before you."

"So why were you here?" Scott asked, "what would a pirate want with a broken planet?"

"We were hoping to pick up on some stragglers," Corsair explained, "we were planning on capturing them and forcing them to tell us their access codes."

"What did you plan on using said codes for?" Carina asked.

"Slave pits," Hepzibah spat.

"They change the codes every week, so our only option was to steal said codes before they expire," Corsair explained.

"How many?" Sue whispered what we all were dreading to ask.

"Hundred of thousands of slaves being kept by the Shi'ars," Ch'od explained, "they are treated like dirt on the shoe of the Empire. Breed to be used as breeding stock or just to be killed. Experimented on...tortured."

"Calling them similar to the Jewish camps of Nazi Germany wouldn't be too farfetched an idea," Corsair clarefied, "only they are more crowded."

"Where are they being kept?" I asked, venom in my tone. Those who knew me best looked surprised, they already knew what I was planning, after all the last time I had this tone of voice I blew up SHIELD.

"Most of them are kept on planets the Empire has already conquered," Corsair explained, "we tracked a few down to a nearby system just a few hours away."

I turned to my team, "who wants to kick space Nazi ass?"

"I'm in," Carol raised her mug.

"Getting a sense of deja vu, haven't fought Nazis in a long time," Logan growled.

"Did you even have to ask?" Johnny cracked his knuckles.

"A moment," Carina spoke up, cutting the chain, "if you take this course of action, you risk making the whole of the Shi'ar Empire your enemy."

"How are the relations between Xandar and Shi'ar?" I asked.

"Toxic at best," Corsair clarefied.

"Then we won't be pissing off our only possible ally!" I grinned, turning to Scott. I grabbed a mug of ale and sent it to him telekinetically, "so, what do you say Scott? Want to go blow something up?!"

He looked at me, the anger now focused, but not at his father, but at the empire that took everything from him. He took the ale and chugged it, finishing it in moments before wiping away the liquor from his lips and nodding, "let's do it."

"Wait, you people just decided to fight? Just like that?" Corsair asked, surprised and confused, "just who are you people?"

"Haven't you heard?" Quill stood up, proud, his chest puffing out, "we're the Avengers of the Galaxy."

…..the Starjammers weren't impressed.

"What exactly are you avenging?" Ch'od asked.

"Eh...injustice?" Quill shrugged.

"Then shouldn't you be called something with justice in the name?" Corsair suggested.

"Justice squad," Hepzibah suggested before clicking her teeth, "no, Justice Leag-"

"-I'm going to stop you right there," I cut her off, "let's not get into semantics. Our naming policy is still being discussed, just know that we are here to help," I grinned, "now, let's take down us an evil empire!"

Some time later:

We had divided into three teams, each in one of the ships. Peter, Felicia, Jessica, Drax, Rocket, Gamora and Carol were in the Milano. The Starjammers, sav Corsair, were in their ship and the rest were in the Liberty. I was in the pilot's seat, Johnny at navigations, and Corsair and Scott standing behind me, eager for the boarding to begin.

"How much longer do we have to wait?" came Quill's voice over the radio.

"Just a bit longer," said Corsair over my shoulder, "my sources tell me a Shi'ar scout ship will be coming around here soon enough, we just have to be patient."

"Fine," Quill rolled his eyes before hearing a noise coming from behind him, "hey! Knock it off! I just bought that bumper table!"

The feed cut off and I sighed, rubbing my eyebrows, I think I may have ADHD because all this waiting around was starting to get to me...or rather than silence was.

I turned, Corsair was sending Scott pleading looks, and Scott being Scott, ignored him. Honestly the tension alone between these two was bugging me...I suppose I have to do something about it.

"Scott," I got up from the seat, "can we talk?"

"What about?" he asked.

"Alone," I motioned to the conference room, "Johnny, you're flying."

"Hell yeah I am," he grinned, plopping down, adjusting the controls, "about time I took this baby for a spin."

Scott and I walked away, Corsair sending Scott looks as he did. We went inside the conference room and locked it from behind. Scott turned to me, arms crossed, "what's this about Pete?"

"You tell me," I leaned against the table, "you just got your supposedly dead father back and you aren't leaping over the moon."

Scott clicked his teeth, "so that's what this is about. Look, I know you mean well but now's not the time," he turned to leave.

"Scott wait," I spun my hand, lifting him up telekinetically and turning him around, "just listen, please man."

Scott growled, "don't ever do that to me again." I immediately released him and put my hands up in surrender.

"Look, I'm sorry, but we need to talk about this...whether you like it or not," I said slowly, "it's you dad man...not all of us are this lucky."

"You are," he replied, "you got your father back."

"And I never bonded with the man because I never gave him the chance," I replied, "he's honestly more like a stranger to me than a part of my life. If I'm being honest Professor Xavier is more of a father figure to me than Richard and you know how much he and I don't get along...Scott, I never really gave my dad the chance, and I regret it now...can you honestly say you would rather he still be dead?"

"Yeah Pete, I do," Scott spat, "because that would mean he didn't ignore me for years, that he didn't just forget about Alex and me, that he didn't not bother to search for us thinking we were dead, that didn't just write me off...Pete, he didn't even see if there was a body."

"I get that Scott, I do, but can you imagine how long he had been trapped?" I asked, "you mother was pregnant, but hadn't given birth yet when...that means he was kept as a slave for months before he escaped. And when he did he lost you mother in the most horrific way possible and I...Scott...I would have lost my mind if that had happened to Jean or Felicia…." or Jessica...or anyone of my crew...my god, these people...they were my family now… I tucked the realisation away and turned back to Scott, "by the time that all happened it must have been more than a year before he recovered mnetally from that trauma, if he thought you were dead then you would have been nothing more than a skeleton in the bottom of the sea."

"They why didn't he at least check?!" Scott cried out, "if I was dead then he should have at least buried my bones!"

"Do you think you could bury Rogue?" I asked him, "if you two seperated and she was lost...do you think you can bury her, after seeing everything you care about destroyed before you? Scott...I'm not saying forgive him, hell, he's not perfect, he is human though, technically speaking, and...everyone makes mistakes...would you honestly say you can handle everything that man has?"

Scott said nothing, but I could feel his anger subsiding. I walked past him and open the door, walking back to the cockpit. I stood behind Johnny and Corsair, Scott would join when he was up to it.

"Hey Pete, I'm getting something on the scanners," Johnny suddenly spoke up.

I moved to the navigation and typed away, pulling up an image on the screen of a ship similar to the Starjammer, only this one had a blood red symbol on its side that resembled a crescent moon with teeth holding a diamond shaped ruby in its teeth.

"It's a Shi'ar scout ship," Corsair quickly stated, his eyes narrowing as his own anger pooled out.

"Quill, Starjammer," I opened communications, "keep them pinned down, the Liberty will bored them."

"On it," Quill replied.

"Understood," Ch'od, the pilot of the Starjammers, replied.

"Wait for an opening before flying in," Corsair told Johnny, "their scanners lose their accuracy on other things when firing at enemy ships at long distance."

"Sounds like a big chink in their armour," I snorted.

"One we can exploit," Corsair grinned as Johnny took us out of our hiding spot just as the Milano and the Starjammer swooped in, pinning the ship down with cover fire that pushed them into the debris field of planet Prevor-2344.

We watched as it devolved into a basic cat and mouse chase, the scout ship outmatched and outgunned, the fighters running for their lives, but managing only to barely avoid the hits before being forced into a corner.

"Now!" Corsair cried out, Johnny launched the ship forward and we blasted towards the scout ship.

"Alright guys, boarding time," I turned to the boarding team waiting in the kitchen. Carol, Logan, Bill, Sue, Groot, Tandy and Rogue. I grinned, this was going to be a piece of cake.

Ten minutes later:

"This was stupidly easy," Logan snorted as we tied up the crew of the Shi'ar scout ship in the hangar, locking them inside.

"A scout ship is designed for search and rescue, not to fight in battles," Corsair explained, "we'll have a harder time at the slave pits."

I agreed with the man as we set about exploring the ship. Corsair seemed to know his way around the ship, because of course he did.

We managed to find the main control ship and Corsair set about slicing into the security systems onboard, typing away until finally, "found it," he took out what looked to be a small circular chip from the terminal and held it up, "this will last us five days, and then they'll change them."

I hummed, "I see...can you tell me if this ship has any data on the Phoenix."

"Kid, how many times do I have to tell you? It's not a good idea messing with that thing," Corsair hissed, "it's dangerous."

"If Hepzibah was kidnapped, wouldn't you do what you can to get her back?" I asked.

Corsair was silent, meeting my eyes and holding them. He sighed, turning and typing away at the system, "how did you know?"

"I'm a people person," I shrugged. Sue and Logan snorted, I glared at them.

"Found it," Corsair sighed, "it seems this wasn't just any scout ship, but one sent to gather more intel on the energy signature the Phoenix let off. It's a special until from the planet Sinthoes and according to them...they might have a way of tracking it!"

"What?!" I looked at the screen, my eyes growing wide in horror. It was a mission report claiming that they needed more energy data in order to perfect their tracking system. So a galactic empire that spanned hundreds if not thousands of planets was now going after Jean. Perfect, just perfect.

Back on the Milano:

We were all gathered in the cargo bay of the Milano again, Scott now significantly more silent, standing far away form his father as possible.

"So they can track Jean?" Felicia whispered, fear in her tone, "can...can she win?"

"Yes but," I stopped, unfamiliar with the source comics well enough to know if the host of the Phoenix ever got injured, "I don't know…."

"We have to stop them," Scott spoke up, gaining everyone's attention, "you saw the result of the last time they fought. What if this time it isn't just a barren planet they kill but something...more?"

"That wouldn't be a smart thing to do," Corsair spoke up.

Scott glared at his father, "and why not?"

"Because of where they're building this tracker," Corsair explained, "it's on the planet Sinthoes. A...horrible place. It's where most of the slaves go to be...experimented on. The entire planet is a fortress, filled with soldiers and slaves and the cutting edge of Shi'ar science."

"We could sneak in," Felicia spoke up, "the Liberty can sneak into the planet and I can get the files and sabotage the system."

"It would be too risky," Corsair replied, "one wrong move and the whole planet will come down on top of you."

"Then it's a good mistake I don't make mistakes," Felicia replied with a glare. I reached out and took her hand in mine, she sighed, relaxing herself, she cared for Jean just as much as I did after all.

"We need those plans," I spoke up, "Jean's powers are dangerous, we saw the result of that first hand. If she gets into a full on war with the Shi'ar then...we can't risk it, not now, not ever so we need to get those plans. And we are, the only question is Corsair, are you with us, or against us?"

The man sighed, shaking his head, "you people are crazy...fine, we're in. But you listen to me, got that? If I think this plans going to shitter we leave."

"You aren't our captain," Scott glared.

"He is, technically," Quill pointed at me before forning, "why exactly are we following an eighteen year old kid again?"

Gamora shrugged, "who cares, but Corsair is correct. He knows the place best, I suggest we listen to him."

I nodded, "agreed. So space pirate," I turned to the man, "how are we going to do this?"

Near Sinthoes, deep inside Kree space:

We came out of a jump point, all of us now squeezed into The Liberty, having left the Milano and the Starjammer behind to avoid being detected. Johnny was at the helm with the rest of us gathered in the conference room, sitting around the round table.

"You know, I really should be flying," Carol grumbled, "I am literally an airforce pilot."

"You won't nag me to death," I shivered, "I swear to God, one time Johnny literally cried to let him fly. It was not fun...anyway," I turned to Corsair, '' are we doing this?'

Corsair stepped up, sighing, "for the record, I still think this is a crazy stupid plan and it's risky at best and downright sucidal at worst, but here goes," he tapped on the tables terminal and pulled up a hologram of the planet we were aproaching.

The planet was barren, red dust hued and covered with giant metallic domed cities littering it's surface like acne on a teenager that didn't wash their face.

"This is where we need to go," Corsair pointed at the largest domed city on the planet, "that's Sector B, the second most highly guarded area on the planet. It's used mainly for research, Liberty should be small enough to avoid their sensors but, and this is the tricky part, getting in will be tough. They have a laser grid surrounding the station as well as motion sensors all around the surface, the only way in-"

"Is through a ventilation staff on the outside," Felicia cut him off.

Corsair blinked in surprise, "yes, how did you know?"

"Inflitrate one Nazi testing site, inflitrate them all, plus, I can see the schematics on the screen," Felicia pointed a claw at the domned city's 3D schemes before us, "I can get in and get the information out of the system."

"You'll need a security code," Corsair replied as he took out a red cube with black lines running down its sides, "insert this into the console in the main security room and you'll get access to the files you need."

"She does this alone?" Hepzibah asked in shock.

"Trust me Kitty, I'm a professional," Felicia purred, which seemed to annoy the more cat like alien who hissed in annoyance.

"She shouldn't do this alone," Corsair replied, "she'll be hard pressed to find the security files on her own."

"I can manage," Felicia hissed.

"That may be, but this is an alien system and you don't necessarily know where the files will be located."

"I... fine, suggestions?"

Corsair turned to Hepzibah, "during our own escape it was Hepzibah who helped with the security systems. She will be perfect for this mission."

Felicia hummed, "think you can handle it?"

"I know I can," the white furred feline hissed.

"Now, while team Silver Cats do that, we'll break the prisoners out," I spoke up, earning me an elbow from Felicia at the name. I smiled and continued, "anyway, where will the prisoners be located?"

"What?" Corsair blinked, "what are you talking about? We are not here for them, we are just here for the information, the moment we get that we are leaving."

"We aren't leaving until we free every single one of them," Scott hissed, "you can't expect us to just do nothing."

"He's right," Carol nodded, "it's not right. We need to do something."

"There are thousands of slaves on the planet," Corsair replied, "how do you plan on getting them all out?"

"We could use their own ships," Rocket snorted as he pulled up the schematics for the planet, revealing several large ships in the shuttle bay of the doomed cities, "each city has one of these giant ships, just load all the prisoners into a ship and take them out."

"Those ships are heavily protected and are set to self destruct if anyone else other than the authorised users use them," Corsair quickly pointed out, "they are used in case the scientists on the planet need to evacuate so of course they will be heavily guarded."

"Sexy can take care of the self destruction protocols," I spoke up, tapping the table's panel to relieve a hidden compartment inside. I pulled out a specially designed galactic USB drive, handing it to Felicia, "put this into the security system and Sexy will have access within seconds."

"I'm sorry, but what is Sexy?" Corsair blinked.

"I am, Major Summers," Sexy's robotic voice called out.

"A machine?" Corsair blinked, "th-that's….amamzing."

"Yup, so we'll split up and focus on the cities with the most slaves," I pulled up the planet's schematics once more, "from what I can tell Sector X, R and A have the most prisoners and the most security. Sexy, while on board, hack into and release every slave in every base, hopefully the others can make it out on their own."

"Understood."

"Wait, wait, this is not a good idea," Corsair spoke up quickly, "even if you free them, what then? You'll have nearly a hundred thousand mouths to feed and no place for them to be. Do you just expect them to be floating in space forever?"

I groaned, he possessed a good enough question. But just then Wanda spoke up, "well it just so happens that Peter recently acquired some real estate, three habitable planets. That should be enough, yes? At least for the time being?"

I swear I could kiss that woman. I grinned, "she's right, there will be more than enough space on one of three planets in my star system for them to live on. At least until they figure out what their next step is going to be. We can program the ships to get their on their own once everyone has boarded."

"I should be able to set the ships the Shi'arians have to auto-pilot once their on board," Sexy helpfully added.

"You people...are crazy, just insane," Corsair slammed his hands onto the table with enough force to cause the hologram before us to flicker, "you're picking a fight with one of the largest empires in the galaxy, do you understand that? We kept our heads down and been, admittedly, nothing more than a nuisance, but what you're saying...the Shi'ar Empire has declared war for less reasons."

"And we don't run from a fight," Scott spoke up, glaring down at his father, "this is who we are. We're the Avengers, we protect those who can't protect themselves. So either help us or get out of the way."

"Son, you'll die if you do this! The Emperor won't stand for it!"

"If he has a problem with it he can kiss my ass," Scott roared, "we don't listen to the cares and wants of monsters, we fight the monsters. And we are doing this, whether you like it or not..."

Corsair looked at his son in what felt like longing and heartbreak. The man was torn up inside, scared for his son's survival, not that I can blame him. He was silent for a long time, but then his teammates moved, placing a gentle hand each upon his shoulders. He looked at them and then nodded in approval, the man sighed.

"Fine...we'll help you, but don't expect this to be easy. We have the element of surprise and that's about it," Corsiar grumbled, "we wait until Hepzibah and," he turned to Felicia.

"Felicia," Kitten supplied.

"Ms. Felicia get the information we need and get out," Corsair replied, "and when they are safely back on board we'll begin operations to extract the prisoners."

"How long until security comes for us?" Logan asked, "I imagine the onsite security forces will be not be very welcoming."

"We'll be facing mostly flight ships and aerial units," Ch'od grumbled as new images came up. The flight ships looked around the size of the Liberty, only it had far too many weapons on for anyone's liking, and the areal units just had a jetpack float unit with a large gun on hand.

"Johnny, Carol and I will be in the air, we'll take the air units, make a big lightshow and get everyone's attention," I nodded to the units, "while we do that Sexy will be inside the system and release every prisoner inside from their cages, the rest of you will help them take over the ground units and guide them to the ships. We'll split up into three groups, one for sector A, X and R, we begin at the same time, hopefully catching off guard."

"Will you be turning into Godzilla again?" Wanda asked.

I smirked, "thinking it, why? You want to be my second?"

Wanda grumbled, "...I think so."

"Yes, alright Corsair, what are our chances?"

"Honestly? Nearly 0," he sighed, "I told you, Shi'ar soldiers are more than a normal human can handle, this will be a tough fight." Why does he...oh, right, he still thinks we're just run of the mill mutants, boy is he in for a surprise.

Sue smiled, "well then, it's a good thing we aren't normal."

Johnny flew us into Stones and quickly came upon Sector B. Opening the main hatch I looked outside and saw the daunting task ahead. The doomed city was larger than the main city of Xandar, hard to believe it was only used for research. The scientist in me was fascinated with the discoveries they would be making inside those walls, the rest of me however was disgusted by the methods through which said discoveries were being made.

I looked over the dome and spotted the ventilation shaft on the diagram we had. I crouched down and raised my hand, "Wanda, power me up," she nodded pressed her hand on my back silently, I focused on my hand and a psionic arm blasted out of my palm, reaching forward like a bridge of energy, reaching the ventilation cover and prying it apart.

I pulled the arm back and them shaft cover came with it, opening up the shaft for access. I set the cover aside and we moved out of the way. Hepzibah and Felicia stepped up, the latter now fully suited up in her specially made stealth suit.

"Think you can make it?" Jessica pointed to the ventilation opening.

Felicia rolled her shoulders, "should be easy enough."

"We'll be watching you through the camera on your suit," I spoke up, pulling up said feed onto the screen over the pilot's seat, "if you need our help, just say 'Hamburgers', but like the way Steve Martin says it."

Felicia raised an eyebrow, "'umbooger?"

"Exactly."

She rolled her eyes but smiled, tapping her helmet, activating her full face mask save her mane of silver hair that was let loose down her back. She took a running start and jumped, easily clearing the twenty feet drop, shooting down the ventilation shaft like it was made out of butter.

"Good reflexes," Hepzibah admitted, she turned to Corsair and smiled, leaning in for a kiss before following right behind Felicia, almost mimicking her moves down to the minutest of details.

The door was shut and we all turned to Felicia's body cam. She was crawling through the vents on her stomach, several vents passing by.

"Sexy, freeze frame and enhance," I called out, pointing to one passing by cover. It was the inside of a lab, where a man, at least it looked like a man, was being cut open and dissected. The worst part was that I could see his heart still beating.

"Monsters," Carol hissed, her eyes sparkling with energy. I growled, but kept silent, the room just grew a little more eager to kick some ass.

We turned back to Felicia's camera and saw her pull up the schematics for the building. Wa waited with baited breath for them to reach the main security room wherein they encountered their first problem.

"Is that a laser security system inside their air vents?" Jessica asked in awe, "damn that's smart."

"Yes, it is," Corsair hummed, "that wasn't in the plans the scout ship was carrying."

"It's not a problem," I smiled.

Felicia held out a finger and inserted it into one of the ports of the laser lines and in seconds the system shut down. They turned to me confused, "I had an AI system built into her suit called Kitty Protector, it's specially designed for onsite hacking. Not as powerful as Sexy, since it's limited to only her suit, but it's smart enough to compete with any system the Shi'ar have."

We watched Felicia and Hepzibah crawl to a vent cover, on the other side was a large room with several people working inside. There were at least a dozen technicians, half a dozen security guards and live feed from every room in the sector displayed up on a large holographic monitor before them.

Felicia used her vibranium claws and carefully cut the vent cover, pulling it inside and setting it aside. She turned to Hepzibah and whispered, "I'm going after their security systems, stop them from calling backup. Think you can handle them for a few seconds?"

Hepzibah snarled, flashing a smile that sent a shiver down my spine, I could almost smell the bloodlust from here, "gladly."

They waited to the count of three before jumping out. Felicia was first, she had her stealth mode on, making her invisible to the nake eye. She jumped out, leapt over several of the technicians and reached the main terminal where she put in my drive port, allowing access for Sexy.

"Sexy gain control over all their systems now," I called out as I moved to the navigation, pulling up the firewalls the Shi'ar system had active, helping my AI take it down.

While I did that I saw Felicia and Hepzibah make short work of the soldiers and workers in the room. Felica still remained invisible, allowing her some mercy in how she dealt with them, knocking them out with well timed hits. Hepzibah on the other hand soon had her claws and fur covered in blood.

It was like watching a murder machine, she made quick work of the gaurds, doging blaster fire and guards like a stream through rocks. She slashed their necks and eyes, and soon she turned her attention to the workers.

Felicia had just finished knocking out a majority of them when he noticed Hepzibah about to slash open the throat of a female Shi'ar scientist. She quickly reached out and grabbed her hand, holding it away from the neck of the scientist, dropping her stealth suit in the process.

"That's enough," Felicia hissed, "we don't kill if we can avoid it."

"She deserves it," Hepzibah snarled, "you don't know the things she is guilty off."

"No, but killing her makes you the monster they think you are," Felica pushed her hand away before kicking the Shi'ar woman unconscious, "Sexy, you in yet?"

"Almost Ms. Hardy, just give me a second," came the AI's voice as it began to gain access not only to sector B but every one of the 29 sectors on Sinthoes, using their connected systems as a bridgeway to every connected area on the face of the planet.

I also looked through the research files they had on site and copied everything they had, never know when it could be useful, after all the Shi'ar are the leading experts on genetic anomalies.

It took a while, during which time Felicia and Hepzibah made their way back to the ship, having Wanda telekinetically lift them back onboard.

"We're in," I announced the moment they got inside, "now we split up, everyone remember your assignments?" they all nodded, "then let's move out!"

We traveled to sector A, X and R, disabling the security systems of each one through the back door I made via Sexy and had each team wait on the top of the dome with their assigned aerial support.

Johnny took sector A, Carol X and I took R. With me was Felicia, Logan, Scott, Corsair and Wanda with the others split up among the other sectors and Tandy and Carina staying behind on the ship.

We all got into position and on my signal, we began the attack.

Scott blasted a hole through the dome large enough for the others to fit through. Before jumping in Corsair turned to me, "are you sure you can handle this?"

I nodded, "yeah, I got Wanda to back me up, don't I?" I grinned.

Corsair sighed, "fine...just be careful," he turned it the hole and jumped down, landing in the corridor below before rushing behind the others, heading to the slave cells below.

"Peter, I'm unable to prevent the emergency signal from being sent to the Shi'ar security forces, they will be arriving in moments."

"We can handle them, have you finished releasing the prisoners in every other sector?" I asked.

"Yes, but chances of their escape without assistance from us is very low," the AI replied.

"We can't save them all," I whispered, though I felt the guilt of failure weigh me down.

Just then Wanda placed her hand on my shoulder, giving it a squeeze, "we save who we can, we can always come back for the rest."

I smiled, "going soft on me Maximoff?"

Wanda snorted, "what can I say? You grow on me."

A metal whistle suddenly rang out. We both turned and sure enough the small ships and flight units were coming for us, deployed from an off site facility away from the dome. It was smart really, this way they avoided being compromised like the way the sectors were.

"Godzilla time?" she asked.

"Godzilla," I nodded. She grabbed my hand and held on tight. I closed my eyes and focused and slowly my psionic energy began to take shape. It grew and grew until slowly I stood in the heart of a seventy foot monster with dorsal plates running down its spine and a draconic like face staring out in the distance.

It took a deep breath and let out in a furious roar that seemed to shake the entire world, "SKREEEONGK!"

With the squad at sector R:

The roar shook the whole domed city of sector R. Corsair had to stop in his tracks, his hands were shaking, "what the hell was that?!"

"That was Peter doing his Godzilla impression," Scott snorted, "kind of cool, but don't ever tell him that or you won't hear the end of it."

"Oh you have no idea," Felicia rolled her eyes.

"Godzilla? That Japaness movie?" Corsair replied in a confused tone as he continued to follow the others down the long hall.

"It's a long story," Logan grunted.

"Stop right there!" from the corner several security personnel showed up armed to the teeth with weapons, "don't move and do not resist arrest-"

PEW!

Scott blasted them with a quarter of his optic blasts full power, sending them all flying away into a wall. Corsair turned to his son in shock, "that's your power?"

"Surprised?" Scott snorted as they continued their mission.

"No I...it reminded me of someone else I know who can manipulate energy..."

"Who?"

"Alex...he showed signs of his powers when he was five, a year after you were born."

Scott was quiet for a moment, but then whispered, "could he...could he control it?"

"It was an fifty-fifty. It tied in with his emotions and he was young, any kid would have trouble controlling their emotions...do you have trouble with your powers?"

"...Yes, that's why I wear this thing," he tapped his visor.

"I see...you know, I helped Alex control his powers, maybe-"

"-Guys, I'm tracking a whole squadron of soldiers on the other side of this door," Felicia called out as they stopped at a dead end, "can we save the family bonding for later."

Corsair looked disappointed but nodded, "right, some other time maybe," he nodded at his son who begrudgingly nodded back.

"What are we waiting for?" Logan moved ahead, cracking his knuckles and releasing his claws, "lets get some."

"After you," Felicia stepped to the side and pressed her finger against the security panel, allowing her personal AI Leo access into the system and open the door wide open.

Logan smirked as he walked in, "hello bub, who's first?"

Five minutes later:

"That was-"

"-Fun," Logan smiled.

Corsair grinned back, "my words exactly. I've never seen someone fight like that. Who taught you?"

"I taught myself bub," Logan grunted as he sniffed the air, "I can smell people ahead, they smell sterilized, clean."

"Must be the prisoners," Corsair replied as they quickly made down the corridor, running into a large group of armed and angry looking aliens dressed in blue and silver hospital gown, like the kind back on Earth.

"Get them!" the one leading the slave cried out.

"Wait!" Corsair tried to yell in warning but they didn't listen. Scott stepped in front of his father and quickly blasted the ground before them creating a small crater, sacring the prisoners back several steps.

"Another step and the next one goes through your eyes," Scott warned as his fingers stayed on his visor.

"Look we're here to help," Felicia spoke up, "we want the same thing you do, to get you out of here, understand?"

"And why would you want to help us?!" one of the frightened prisoners cried out. She couldn't have been no more than a child about to experience her first tenth birthday, but she looked frail and skinny with so many scars running down her hands it resembled the tattoo sleeve of a Mohican. She was bald with green skin and small red lines running around her eyes, very similar to the markings Drax had.

"Because I was one of you," Corsair spoke up again, placing a hand on Scott and nodding to him. He stepped around his son and stood exposed, confident, "I was captured, enslaved. My wife murdered before me, my unborn son taken from me. I lost everything to the Shi'ar Empire and I want vengeance, my name is Corsair of the Starjammers and we are here to save you, all of you."

"Forget saving us! They need to die!" someone cried out.

"You do that and you waste what little time you have!" Corsair hissed, "the biggest insult the Shi'ar could take is having you all escape and live! You all know how the Emperor gets! A few lives of his soldiers is nothing! You stay here and kill them and you will surely die! But if you live and escape, then you become a stain on his reputation, one he will never wash away. So tell me what it is you want to do? Become a stain forever in the face of the Emperor, thrown at his side, or a forgotten memory he would forget upon the enslavement of another system?"

They looked at each other, unsure. They were silent for a long time before the little girl from before stepped forward, "if we follow you, will you protect us?"

Corsair looked at the girl with not pity, but determination, "yes, I will. I swear it on my life."

The slaves slowly seemed to come around, nodding in agreement with Corsair.

"Felicia, the ships?" Corsair turned to the silver haired Earth woman.

"Already prepared and ready to go," she pulled up the map and displayed a holographic image before her, "we need to go down that hallway" she pointed to her left, "and we'll get there soon. But Leo is telling me we have five dozen guards waiting for us."

"We will kill them all," the little girl from before called out, "we will not stay and kill, but we will kill who stay in our way to freedom."

Corsair nodded, "fine, now let's go!"

"SKREEONK!"

The entire building shook again. Some of the prisoners looks scared as they huddled closely together.

"Is it s demon?"

"Has Galactus finally come for this wretched planet?"

"Silent you fool, he is but a myth."

"Relax," Felicia spoke up, "that thing is on our side. He's just showing off."

They quickly moved, Felicia taking the lead as she had the map. They reached the doors to the ship bay and the seconds Felicia opened it the slaves rushed in.

It wasn't even a fight, it was a masseur. The sixty or so guards were overwhelmed by the literal hundreds of slaves before them. Some died, some got injured, but the rest mauled them down like corn on a field.

While the prisoners did that Felicia turned out the ships docked in the bay, three giant blue cruiser class ships with weapons littering the side and the symbol for the Shi'ar Empire on its side. Sexy opened the doors for them and Felicia and the others got to work guiding every single prisoner inside the ships.

By accessing the security systems they managed to locate every single cluster of prisoners that was still in the city sized research facility and using the inbuilt communications system got a message out to all of them to come to her for immediate evacuation.

It took some time to convince them it wasn't a trap, but the little slave girl from before was instrumental in this as apparently she was something of a protected and treasured idol in the prisoner pits. She was known for her temper and stubbornness, there was no chance the Shi'ar could have convinced her to switch sides.

"We're almost done," Corsair told the others as they guided the last of the prisoners in sector R inside the ships, "we're just waiting for the last batch before leaving."

"Are we going with them?" Scott asked.

Felicia nodded, "yes, the ships are programed to take them to...the Marvel system," she rubbed her temples, "such a stupid name. Anyway, we guide them to the planet and we wait for the others."

Corsair nodded, "sounds simple enough, Peter and the others?"

"The Liberty will be picking them up," Felicia replied.

Suddenly Corsair's comes started to ring. Tapping his ear piece the man activated the speaker setting, "yes?"

"My love! He's hear! It's a trap!" Hepzibah's loud and frantic voice cried out.

"Hepzibah? What's wrong?!" Corsair cried out, "what do you mean it's a trap?"

"The scout ships were bait! They wanted you here! Thy are looking for you and they know where you are!" she cried out quickly.

"Who? Who's looking for me?"

"T-The Gladiator and Vulcan," she shuddered.

Corsair grew stiff as a board, his lips parted as his skin began to go pale, "n-no, not them."

"Summers? You alright?" Logan asked.

"Hepzibah! Where are you? What happened to you are you alright?!" Corsair cried out.

"The moment they learnt you weren't here they left my love! They don't even care about the prisoners escaping! Just you! Run my love! Run!"

Corsair cut the call and turned to the others, "we need to go, now!"

"Who was that dad? Who's coming after you?" Scott asked, worried about the man who he unknowingly acknowledged as his father.

"The Shi'ar Empier's top enforcers! I knew this was too easy to be true!" Corsair cried out.

BOOM!

The doors to the shuttle bay were suddenly blasted apart with a force of explosion so strong it blasted the galactic metal apart and into one of the ships, tearing it half in the process, killing everyone inside.

The harsh desert winds of the outside planet came rushing in as a blizzard of dust and sand pelted Corsair and the others.

"My my, it seems we finally get to meet face to face," came a casual cruel voice. They looked up and found two figures flying down towards them, both men and both bearing the emblem of the Shi'ar Empire on their shoulders.

One was purple with a mohawk on his head and pointed ears like an elf. He wore a red and blue skin tight suit with a high collar cape. On his chest was the insignia for a golden triangle that didn't connect in the top left corner. He radiated raw power, his muscles so tightly packed you could clearly see the definitions of every fiber of his being.

The other looked relatively human. He too wore a red and blue suit with a tucked in purple cape. He has jet-black and glowing yellow hands and eyes with a cocky smirk on his face. He was smaller than the purple alien next to him, but no less powerful or dangerous.

"I knew it was a risk, but it paid off, didn't it Gladiator?" the younger one smirked.

"Yes my Prince Vulcan, ti was, I'm sure the Emperor will be very pleased," the Gladiator said, his eyes however locked onto Corsair and didn't move.

"Oh please, the only thing that will ever make my father happy is a new whore to warm his bed," Vulcan said before looking down and locking eyes with Felicia, "oh my, well look at you. It seems Corsair keeps some fine company these days. What is your name pretty thing?"

"First name Ivana last name Tinkle," Felicia growled, releasing her nails.

Vulcon blinked, "Ivana Tinkle...oh, cute. I appreciate a woman with a sense of humor. You'll be a fine bed warmer, I think I'll keep you for myself, my father has enough."

"Vulcan this is between you and me, so leave the other out of it," Corsair spoke up as he stepped forward, "come on Prince, do you really want rapist to be added to your list of faults?"

"Trust me Corsair, a few moments into our night together she will be begging for my embrace," Vulcan winked at Felicia, "but business first before pleasure," he turned to Corsair and slowly the aura of energy around his body began to increase, "by the order of the Emperor, I, Prince Vulcan, will now carry out your execution. Are there any objections?"

"Yeah," a new voice came in, the two flying figures turned just in time to find a large red reptilian tail come flying at them, smashing them into the bay walls.

A red seventy foot monster stood over them and inside it's transparent body was a very angry looking man with a red hooded woman standing behind him, "what's this I hear about your embrace?"

With Peter:

I would like to think of myself as a guy who learns from his mistakes. Like attacking someone who flirts with my girlfriend, breaking their arm, is wrong and I shouldn't do it, being so short tempered is a bad thing.

But this guy just suggested rape and I think that's reason enough to be pissed.

The asshole who suggested raping my girlfriend was the first to get up, "what in the name of Galactus-"

BOOM!

A blast of psionic energy came roaring out of my Godzilla'' s mouth, blasting him and his companion back down to the ground. I kept it going, forming a crater in the middle of the shuttle bay, forcing them into a deeper and deeper pit.

"Felicia! Get everyone the ships and leave!" I roared.

"Right!" Felicia cried back, "we'll meet you at the Marvel system!" She and Logan moved, but for some reason Corsair and Scott didn't.

I didn't have time to focus on that though as I suddenly felt something rumbling underground. I looked down and to my surprise I saw the wannabe rapist from before standing in the middle of my psionic blast like it was but a breath of fresh air.

He smiled, "is this the best you can do?"

I activated my Web Vision and released what he was doing. He was...absorbing my energy. Woah...who the fuck is this guy?

I immediately cut off my attack, no reason to waste any more energy on him. I looked down and searched the creator for his friend, he was missing, I was about to search for him with Web Vision as well when suddenly the ground beneath my feet cracked wide open.

KRAKOOM!

Something flew up, trekking through my Godzilla like wax paper. Wanda grabbed me immediately and floated us down, flying above us was a being I recognized immediately and not for the right reasons.

Gladiator, Marvel's answer to Superman, well him an Hyperion. But this guy...I did not think I would be seeing him.

"Well what's this? Another beauty? Do you just surround yourself with beautiful women or are you just this lucky?" The arrogant energy eater asked as he floated out of the crater and landed before us, Gladiator flying above him like a guardian angel.

"Touch me and you're dead," Wanda hissed, her eyes glowing red. I turned to Scott and Corsair, spotting them hiding behind the ruins of the shuttle bay doors destroyed when they were blasted open. I opened a telepathic chanel with Scott and relayed to him my plans.

"Ah, a spicy little thing, I wonder what you're energy will taste like," he smiled, raising his hand and sending a blast of energy at us.

"Look out!" I summoned a Shield of Sharum and fending off the attack. But then the yellow blast of energy ended and Gladiator came charging in. He was so quick, even my reflexes only manage dot grab the few seconds of his attack, giving me just enough time to send out a psionic blast of energy hitting him in the head and deflecting him to the side.

"The douche in the cape is weak to energy attacks, the rapist is an energy leach and manipulator. I'll take the leach you keep Gladiator down," I told Wanda.

"Got it," she crossed her arms and raised them, the floor suddenly came alive and wrapped itself around the slowly rising Gladiator, encasing him in a cocoon of steel.

"Impressive, you managed to understand and develop a counter to our powers in mere moments," the douche with glowing eyes smirked, "and it's Vulcan, Prince Vulcan. And like I like, a few momments into our night it won't be rape anymore."

"Right," I shot out a web line at his head, reaching up, he grabbed it and held it up, looking at it curiously. "Won't be able to absorb this," I said, pulling him with all my might and fliging him into the air.

He quickly regained balance and levitated in the air, "was that really your plan?"

"Now Scott!" I cried out, turning to Scott and Corsair who leaped out of their hiding place.

BAMN!

A blast of red energy hit Vulcan in the back, sending him flying across the air. I smirked, he can't absorb energy he didn't know was coming for him, it was a wager, but if his energy leaching was automatic then I would have never been able to hit him with my Godzilla tail.

"My Prince!" Gladiator cried out, he flexed and suddenly, Wanda powers were ripped apart like it was nothing.

"AH!" Wanda cried out in pain, I quickly ran to her side and held her as she held her head in pain. She panted, sweat pooling across her brow, "h-he's too strong. I've never felt anything like it. He's been playing with us all this time."

I looked at Gladiator who helped Vulcan back on his feet. The boy looked angry, beyond angry. He reached up and tore his now destroyed cape and threw it away, "you got lucky. Gladiator, end this. Bring me their heads."

"Are you command, my Prince," Gladiator rose in the air and for a second I felt fear strike deep within my heart. My mind started to spin, I was fighting a guy who was essentially Superman, so how do I beat a man like that?

No kryptonite I know off, no weaknesses. Magic and energy seem to only halt him for seconds, Wanda is far stronger than me and she failed. I saw only one option, my final card.

I reached into my mind and saw the mental manifestation of Thor's powers before me. I reached out and grabbed hold.

BOOM!

Gladiator launched himself at supersonic speeds. My spider sense blared and my body moved automatically. He was getting closer and closer and I was already leaping away, drawing his attention.

I felt thunder running down my body, raw untapped energy burst through. Gladiator's eyes slowly winded, he flew faster, his shoulder coming at stomach, colliding like a bullet train. I brought me knee up, thunder roared as I hit his solar plex in return.

Every part of my body started to flinch in pain. It was unlike anything I had ever felt before. My stomach rupture, I felt something tear. My spine cracked, I hear bones break, the lower two ribs were ripped apart.

My entire body flinched, I felt my arms release my stingers on pure instincts.

SKEW!

Time seemed to restart at that point. I was sent flying back, the tips of my stingers striking across Gladiator's face cutting him deeply. I was sent flying into a wall where I collapsed into a heap.

I was panting blood, it flooded out my body freely. I felt my brain forcing itself to stay away despite everything telling it to shut down to save energy. My suit held everything in, but I could see how mangled and destroyed my gut was as it looked like a jenga tower about to collapse.

I don't' know how I was so calm, maybe it was shock. I looked up and saw Gladiator standing over me with one hand against his cheek, wincing in pain.

"You cut me, nothing has ever done that before," he pulled away his hand and flinched at the sight of his blood, "you...are no ordinary mortal," his hand then moved to his stomach, "you lick like a hammer. You are powerful...but raw. You cannot even control your own strength can you?"

"PETER!" Wanda cried out.

"Kill him Gladiator, I order you!" Vulcan cried out.

"Shut up!" Scott roared as he stepped forward, my eyes blinked and I saw red as he fired at Vulcan.

"How?! Who are you?!" Vulcan cried out. Vulcan...I know that name...I know him...he's...someone...I can't...focus. He and Scott fired beams of energy at each other, red met yellow, powers that didn't give in to each other.

I looked up, I saw Wanda throwing everything she can at Gladiator, he ripped through them all. He was beginning to look annoyed, he turned his back to me, ready to charge Wanda when I spoke, "hey shit lord."

He turned, his eyes wide in surprise. Wanda threw a large crate at him and his knocked it aside without even looking, "you are still alive? I am impressed, many would have died by now. You must be in so much pain...do not worry, it will pass."

I raised my hand, he looked at it curiously. "C-closer, final words."

He seemed ready to humor me as he did move closer, leaning forward, bending over me, "what is it? I will remember them, I swear to you."

I snapped my fingers and in a shift in dimensions, my greatest weapon came into being around my hand. I grabbed it's handle with all my remaining strength and thrust it forward, plugging it into Gladiator's chest.

He moved away in shock but I had already won. "Attack and keep Vulcan busy, buy us enough time to escape," I spat out quickly. The Mindstone in the crossguard of the Patick sword glowed at my command.

Gladiator's eyes glowed yellow as he stood up, the blade came out of his chest, there was no wound, this blade did not hurt the body, but the mind. He turned and in a burst of speed changed Vulcan.

"Gladiator?! What are you doing?!" Vulcan cried out in horror as he turned his attention from Scott to protecting himself from Gladiator's hits.

I snapped my fingers and dismissed the blade, collapsing on the ground. The last thing I saw was Wanda standing over me, grief and panic riddling her face as she grabbed me and raised me up.

I heard the roar of the Liberty's engine come to life. I saw the ceiling of the Liberty and then a flash of white light from Tandy's hand's. I tried to hold on, I knew I couldn't let myself get distracted, I had to tell Scott, I had to tell him the truth.

Vulcan, I remember now, Vulcan is his brother.


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