Guardians of the Galaxy Vol. 3

Chapter 12: The Plan

--Milano--

Richard sat down along with the other Guardians as Quill started drawing and writing on the board. Rocket gave out a yawn from the horrible plan that Quill was planning while Mantis was quite interested. Gamora leaned on her chair as Quill was finishing up.

"So..." Quill said, placing the last dot on the board, "The plan is simple than it looks."

"If it's simple, you didn't have to draw it." Rocket pointed out

"Shut the fuck up." Quill said. "Alright, the 'assault' will be similar to the Battle of Xandar. We will go inside Sanctuary while a huge ass battle happens outside."

"What are we talking about? The one with Ronan or the Skrulls?" Richard asked

"The Ronan one." Quill answered, going back to the board, "Kraglin and the Ravagers will keep Glaive's troops busy outside while the Guardians and some other Ravagers, I guess, will attack the ship from the ass."

"Ass blowing." Rocket proceeded to rub his hands together. "I'm starting to like it already."

"The plan is good enough. Is there anything you will need in completing this?" Richard asked once more

"Stop being so formal. You sound like a dumbass." Quill chuckled. "First of all, I need a rocket to penetrate the ass of Sanctuary. And I don't mean that Rocket."

"Haha..." Rocket faked his laugh, as he was preparing his bag, "You're such a hilarious dumbass. Please, entertain me with more of your jokes."

"Gamora and I will get the rocket while you and Groot get some weapons for our little grand fight. Mantis and Richard, inform the Ravagers already." Quill commanded the group, as they all exited the room.

Quill walked towards the cockpit where his bag was placed. He put some units inside to buy the rockets when Gamora suddenly entered the room. She was holding her arm, acting a little shy. This raised an eyebrow from Quill.

"What's the matter? Anything wrong?" Quill asked

"Nothing is wrong. I just have to tell you something..." Gamora sighed, "I think we shouldn't be doing this. I feel like this is all wrong. We should just stick to basic things."

"So that means risking the Galaxy. Now, answer my question. Have you been taking some drinks 'cause you are acting like you took so many fucking drinks."

"I'm serious. I believe we shouldn't be sacrificing ourselves for this useless Galaxy."

"Here comes dumbass Gamora." Quill focused on the controls. "Fine, stay here while we do the work. Once we're done, you're saying goodbye."

"You're just going to leave me, Quill? After all what we've been through. After Asgard?" Gamora frustratingly asked

"Yes! If you're acting like that!" Quill shouted. "Let me do my work already."

Gamora slammed the door on Quill as he set the coordinates to Sakaar. It was 30 jumps away and he was about to press the buttons before he informed the group first.

"30 jumps incoming. Strap your seat belts on." Quill said with no energy as he pressed the button.

--Sakaar--

The Milano was hovering over the junkyard as millions of trash fell from the sky. There were like holes in the sky that was disposing waste into Sakaar. In the middle stood a large city while there were patrols driving around the junkyards.

Quill drove the Milano towards the city and tried to avoid the patrols and the trash for now. There were vehicle parts being salvaged by people on the ground. Rocket called Quill on his phone.

"Land us here. Groot and I are going to find some things we could use." Rocket said, as the landing gears opened. They both walked out of the ship but kept the call on. A few seconds later, Rocket was talking, "We hit the jackpot again. It's a... Hold up. This is Tony's suit."

"Tony? As in Tony Stark? The legend himself?" Quill curiously asked

"This seems..." Rocket paused as Quill heard some metals falling on the ground, "Yup, Stark Industries. I'll try to bring this back to Earth when we pay a visit."

Quill ended the call and was now hovering over the city. It looked like they were having a feast from below as he tried to find a good landing space. He eventually found a free spot with ships parked as well. The Milano was landed in between a lot of ships as Quill, along with Richard, walked out of the ship.

"Why the hell would Gamora even say that?" Richard questioned. "Yesterday she was kicking some serious ass and now she turned soft."

"Just don't talk about it. Focus on why we are here and what we are going to get. Understand?"

"Of course. Just find it as soon as possible. I don't like this damn place."

Quill and Richard went on their separate ways and walked around the city of Sakaar.

There was a huge arena in the center of the city this time with statues displaying some heads. Quill didn't have time to admire it as he bumped into a lot of people walking around. Finally, after a few more walking, he found a shop called Weaponry. He entered the shop which had a tons of rockets with a cashier in familiar armor.

"Good morning." The cashier said, leaning towards him, "Do you want something?"

"That armor." Quill hesitatingly said, "I remember that. Did you kill Thor Odinson."

The cashier looked down in disappointment and wrote something on a little notebook. Quill looked closely and saw it say 'Times I've been compared to Thor Odinson'.

"Oh... Sorry. I thought you were Thor Odinson." Quill said

"It's alright. People usually say that," He sighed. " I actually did have an encounter with Thor but that would be a long story."

"Well, how did you end up here?" Quill asked, looking around.

"Do you know the Grandmaster? Well, I used to be his Grand Champion before I got kicked out and replaced by a new one called the Incredible Hulk."

"Hulk. I know him. He's a friend from work." Quill chuckled, thinking about Banner. "Well, he died recently so, yeah."

"Sorry." The cashier said, "By the way, my name is Beta Ray Bill."

"Well, glad to meet you. So, I was buying something." Quill looked at the rockets. "Do you have any rockets that can penetrate the hardest armor in the Galaxy?"

"We certainly do," Bill said, as he exited the counter and went inside the back room.