A Raccoon/Human hybrid was facing two men in a alleyway on Xandar. He wore a mask that looked similar to the one worn by Peter Quill, leader of the Guardians of the Galaxy, with some slight changes so that it fit on his more Raccoon like head. He also wore a maroon colored leather jacket and blue T-shirt like Peter Quill as well.

"What's with the get-up there dude? You some Peter Quill wannabe fanboy or something?" The first man spoke obviously he was the leader or brains of the criminal duo he had black torn up leather jacket with ripped up jeans and everything about his look screamed thug. The man's comment caused the masked figure to laugh.

"Thank you for the compliment of noticing how I look like my father." This response made the two men looked confused.

"Your father?" The second man asked in confusion. The masked figure deactivated his mask revealing a face that looked like a more youthful Rocket Raccoon but with a slightly lighter colored fur coat. Another difference was that a patch of fur that grew longer on his head to give him a piece of fur that hung down infront of his face that sweeped to the side over his brow, to put it simply he looked like if Peter had magically become part Raccoon.

"Orion Jason Quill at your service." Orion said with a smirk as he drew his twin blasters and twirled them in his hands like a show-off before signalling the two men to make their move.

As the first man lunged at Orion he parried the attack using one of his blasters. Using his other Blaster he quickly stunned the second man quickly turning the fight into a one-on-one. As the fight kept going the earpiece in Orion's ear rang he moved one hand up quickly to answer it before continuing his combat.

"Hello~" He chimed.

"Where the flark are you Orion you are late to your own birthday celebration!" Rocket's agitated voice boomed from the earpiece and Orion mentally cringed he hated when his father got mad.

"Sorry Dad I'll be home in just a few seconds." Orion replied with a grunt as he dodged a blow from his opponent and fired his stun gun and dropped his opponent to the ground.

"Was that a blaster?! You know I told you to stop playing hero. The Nova Corps. and us will handle things." Rocket scolded. Rocket knows he comes off as conescending to his son sometimes but he just doesn't want Orion to do something foolish and get hurt. It was the sole reason he didn't want Orion to grow up with the guardians on the move in the first place.

"But dad, they were just some petty thugs they weren't even properly armed." Orion reasoned.

"Fine whatever, just get your catch to the Nova Corps. and get your flarking ass back here." Rocket grumbled and hung up.

"When the flark will Dad stop treating me like a weak defenseless child?..." Orion grumbled as he handcuffed the two thugs and called for pick up from the Nova Corps. Within nine minutes two Nova Corps. workers arrived and picked up the two men.

"Thanks Orion, and happy birthday." One of the workers said before driving off. Once Orion saw the scene was clear he decided to make his way back to the house.

As Orion walked into the house he was greeted by a group cheer of, "Happy Birthday Orion." and even Rocket seemed to cheer up a bit seeing that his son was home safe allowed him to relax and at least enjoy himself for Orion's sake.

"Thanks everyone so who's ready for some nice food and some time together as a family huh?" Orion greeted as he took his jacket off and put it neatly on a nearby couch along with his blasters.

"Let the celebration of the birth of young Orion commence!" Drax announced cheerfully as he got up and clapped Orion on the back.

"I am Groot." Groot said in agreement as he was now back to full size.

"Groot's right. Let's eat!" Rocket translated.

The group made their way into the dining room where some pizza sat waiting for them. Each of them took a slice and began eating while they all caught up and reminisced about the past eighteen years since Orion had joined their family of misfits.

"I remember when you were still smaller than Rocket you were constantly asking him to hold you when you got scared. You were such a mama's boy." Peter joked. Rocket rolled his eyes, Peter never let him forget that he was by human standards Orion's mother he guessed it was payback for all the times Rocket poked fun at Peter being technically the wife.

"I spent lots of time with you too Pa, after all you introduced me to he beauty of music." Orion stated, he called Peter Pa and Rocket dad to help differentiate them when addressing them.

"Yeah it's just a shame you grew more accustomed to the newer music than the music I like but I guess it's a side effect of you growing up in the newer generation of youth." Peter replied which earned him a stuck out tongue with a goofy grin from Orion. Rocket had to smile at the trip down memory lane. Even though Orion definitely gave him grey hairs ever once and a while he still loved his son very much and enjoyed times like this. Once dinner was finished Peter's Grandfather went to the kitchen and emerged with a birthday cake with eighteen candles on it. Upon sight of the cake the whole table joined in singing happy birthday to Orion.

As the song ended Orion closed his eyes, took a deep breath, held it for a second to think of what he wanted to wish for then exhaled to blow out the candles.

"So What is it you wished for my boy?" Peter's Grandfather asked.

"Nuh-uh if I told you it won't come true." Orion playfully retorted. After everyone got a slice of the cake Gamora took a moment to speak up.

"Well since everyone is sharing some of their favorite moments involving Orion as he grew into the man he is today. I guess it makes sense to share one of my own." Gamora began.

Once she saw that she had everyone's attention she continued.

"I remember one time when Orion had hopped into the cockpit and pretended he was piloting the Milano... He would say stuff like that he was about to enter an asteroid field and he would make noises to imitate blaster fire I have to admit it was quite adorable and I really saw a lot of Peter in him at that moment." As Gamora recounted the story Orion' cheeks turned red as his ears folded back slightly in embarresment.

"Haha, I remember that!" Rocket chimed in as he saw how his son was reacting to the conversation and decide to egg things on, before long the rest of the group was having a therapeutic laugh while they took turns reinacting Orion's imagnative piloting. Rocket had to translate for Groot of course.

"Well I think it's time for everyone to get some sleep we will finish the celebration tomorrow." Orion said as he had enough of his family's embarresing stories for one night. Rocket decided to take pity on his son and back him up.

"Yeah, me and Peter are going to turn in as well." Rocket said hopping off his chair and gesturing for Peter to follow. As Rocket and Peter got back to their room on the Milano and got comfortable Rocket let out a sigh.

"I just don't know what we are going to do with Orion... He needs to realize that I only want him to stay safe..." Rocket thought out loud. Peter rolled onto his side and pulled Rocket into a hug and kissed him,

"Rocket he knows that you want him safe but he feels he needs to prove himself to you... Now fet some sleep we will discuss this in the morning." Peter said as he turned off the light and and went to sleep, Rocket laid there for few seconds thinking to himself,

'I know what my son is capable of... But I just don't want to lose him... Maybe I will give him a bit of a test and see if he is ready for some low grade missions...'

Rocket reasoned that giving Orion the chance to prove himself that hso desperately wants could be for the best, and with that thought he allowed himself to drift off to sleep.

(Okay I know this was rather fast but I wanted to properly introduce Orion so my readers could get a bit of an idea on the type of character he is going to be. I hope he was worth all the trouble that put us all through to get him here.

Until next time,

Nightfire)