STAR-BOY (GOTG)

four | this really wasn't part of the plan.

The Broker spoke solemnly, voice void of light and interest, "Mr. Quill, Ms Cho."

"Broker. The orb." At Peter's words, Rowan held out a round and metallic object, and places it on the counter in front of the Broker. Peter nodded at the orb, "As commissioned."

"Where's Yondu?" The Broker seem shrewd.

"Eh, Yondu? He wanted to be here, sends his love." Peter winked, getting no reaction whatsoever, so he changed another flattery tactic. "And told me to tell you, that you got the best eyebrows in the business." 

Rowan rolled her eyes at this understatement.  

The Broker just picks up the orb. "What exactly is it?" Peter asked.

"It's my policy never to discuss my clients, or their needs."

"Yeah, well, we almost died getting it for you." Rowan gritted out

"An occupational hazard, I'm sure, in your line of work."

"We wanna know, because some machine-headed freak, working for a dude named Ronan, ambushed us." At Peter's words, the Broker suddenly looks afraid.

"Ronan? I-I'm sorry, Mr. Quill, Ms. Cho. I truly am. But I want no part of this transaction if Ronan is involved." He quickly pushes the orb back into Peter's hands, and starts pushing both Peter and Rowan towards his shop door.

"Woah! Woah, woah, woah! Who's Ronan?" Rowan got out, just as they reached the door.

"A Kree fanatic, outraged by the peace treaty, who will not rest until Xandarian culture, my culture, is wiped from existence!" The Brokers starts pushing Peter again.

"Hey, c'mon!" Peter was really feeling that this was all bad business.

"He's someone whose bad side I'd rather not be on." The man's face was red and flushed from panic.

"What? What about my bad side? [the Broker opens his shop door and pushes Peter out]

"Farewell, both of you. Have a nice day." And then he closes the door in Peter and Rowan's face.

"Nice day, my foot! Who's this Ronan guy anyway?" Rowan spat back at the shut door.

"I wanna know, too. He's getting everyone riled up. And getting on my nerves." Peter sighed, slinging a hand over his best friend's shoulder. 

As both friends walks forward, Peter noticed a emerald-skinned woman standing nearby, watching them.

"What happened?" She looked over, a lazy gaze in her eyes.

"This guy just backed out of a deal on me. If there's one thing I hate, it's a man without integrity. Peter Quill. People call me Star-Lord." At this, Rowan elbowed him in his waist. He subtly tries to cover up that.

Despite that, which the other woman obviously saw, she says, "You have the bearing of a man of honor."

Aw, man. Rowan rolled her eyes, preparing for the ego to start to ooze out of Peter. Said man was now playfully throwing the orb up and down in his hand.

"Well, you know, I wouldn't say that. People say it about me, all the time, but it's not something I would ever say about myself-" For the first time in history, at least whatever Rowan could remember of it, Peter's speech was cut off unceremoniously. The Jade-skinned woman was quick as lightning, as she grabbed the orb from the air, kicks Peter in his stomach and runs off. 

Recovering quickly from his shock, Peter throws something like a magnetic rope which catches around he runaway's legs and trips her up, as she gets the rope off her legs Rowan catches up to her, but the other woman managed to kick her off and starts punching her, and she holds up her knife ready to stab her.

A half-dazed Rowan could do nothing to defend herself, as her blurred vision caught sight of the reflective glint of the knife. 

"NO! ROWAN!" Peter's screams were ignored, as he tried to dash across the space between them.

The woman with the upper-hand cricks her neck, "This really wasn't part of the plan." But just as she's about to stab Rowan, Rocket jumps on to her and knocks her down

"In the bag! In the bag, Groot! Both of the girl and the guy." Rocket shouts to his partner, as he tries to hold the green woman down. "No! Not just him, her too! Learn genders, man."

"I am Groot." And the tree-man went after the two running-stumbling figures.

As he struggles with the struggling body under him, the woman tries to bite him, "Biting? That's not fair!" With Rocket is fighting with his own problem, Peter uses this opportunity to grab the orb and supports Rowan, both running off. 

"Take it easy!" Rocket was really occupied. However, his captive managed to free herself from his clutches. She throws Rockets aside, picks up a piece of metal, and throws it at Peter's hand making him drop the orb. She grabs it from the ground, but just as she starts to run off, Peter jumps on to her and knocks her down, but the green woman overpowers him again and holds Peter down.

"Fool. You should have learned." She snarled in his face, bitter annoyance written all over her face.

"I don't learn. One of my issues, y'know? " Peter grabs the orb from her hand, attaches a small rocket launcher on her, and sets it off, throwing her aside. Just when he thinks he's in the clear, Groot places a bag over his head, carrying him over his shoulder.

"What the..." A muffled voice speaks from the woven bag. Along with him, an unconscious Rowan had been captured already. Thus, Groot had two bounties on both his broad shoulders.

"Quit smiling, you idiot. You're supposed to be a professional." Rocket hisses to Groot, who answers with his classic "I am Groot."

He turned around just in time, to see the green woman sprinting towards them once again. He slouched his shoulders and shook his head, "You gotta be kidding me."

The woman pushes Rocket aside, inciting a "Hey!" from him. Then she fights with Groot, cutting off his arms, as she opens the bag.

Peter pulls a surprise move, using his gun to electrocute her. 

His success was short-lived, because Rocket soon had a gun aimed right at Peter, "I live for the simple things. Like how much this is gonna hurt." He shoots his gun which shoots a ball of electricity at Peter giving him an electric shock. "Yeah. Writhe, little man." 

He looks at Groot who is looking sadly at his severed arms, "It'll grow back, you idiot. Quit whining-"

"Subject 89P13, drop your weapon." A robotic voice sounded throughout the square.

"Oh, crap. Not this again." But Rocket reluctantly drops his weapons.

A Nova Arresting Pilot hovers just above them, "By the authority of the Nova Corps, you are under arrest for endangerment to life and the destruction of property. 

As a Corpsman arrests Peter he recognizes him, "Hey! If it isn't Star-Prince." He chuckles a little, seemingly pleased with his own little joke.

"Star-Lord," Peter grunts, then he looks behind to see Rowan being lifted onto a stretcher and feels his heart sink deeper down his throat.

"Oh, sorry. Lord." And to his partner, he quietly, but un-subtly whispers, "I picked this guy up a while back for petty theft. He's got a code name."

"Come on, man. It's a...it's an outlaw name."

All this...really wasn't how any of them had really planned the day to go.

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