A/N: this is going to be my first ever fanfiction! I am really excited to get started! I can barely contain it! at first I have always wanted to be an engineer, but now I realized I want to be an engineer and an author. Yay!!!
Summary: This going to be about a boy named Jonathan (which means a gift from god). His history has a very VERY dark backround but it all lead to him being in space with a very infamous team, The Guardians of the Galaxy, he finds out that Peter Quill was his uncle and he never knew. He gains a new friendship with the smallest and furriest member on the team Rocket the Raccoon.When their friendship keeps on growing they learn more and more about each other. Will they accomplish everything or will it all come tumbling down and come to an end.Or will they become something evenmore.
Chapter 1
"Hey Jonathan! Do you want to come play with me?"My brother yelled from upstairs.
"Sure Parker, I will be right up!"I yelled from the living room.
I am so happy that I am here with my dad right now. My mom, my sister and I have all decided to come pay a surprise visit for his birthday. He was very happy and thrilled to see us when we came to see him, ecspecially me! We always acted like brothers, me always picking on him, and him always torturing me which we always had a lot of fun doing.
What my family didn't know is that I was secretly working for a group of assassins and I worked harder than anyone, and earned the most money. People were surprised that me being an assassin at the age of 11, can be so successful. I hated and I loved my job at the same time.I only liked it for the money but not the blood and guts I have to see.For some reason I like to see their agony and torture and I had no idea why . . . . It just. . . comforts me.
"Jon what is taking so loooong," my brother whined from upstairs.
I was interrupted from my thoughts and rushed up the stairs "Sorry Parker, I was just lost in thought."
"Aren't you always Jon." he said with a giggle.
"Yah, I guess I am, so why did you call me up here to play with you, you know I'd rather be watching tv," I said with a laugh.
His face instantly grew dark, like he remembered why he really called me up here and the reason why he did. The face he made went directly to my heart and I felt and instant stab of guilt and regret. As I forgot that he was an actor, well at least that is what he wants to be and has gotten good at it. I knew why because he knew that I killed . . . . one of his closest friends.