Welcome to my first story! This is basically just Guardians of the Galaxy but with my OC Maureen. A few things to know about Maureen: she is Peter's younger sister. Peter is older by about a minute but they aren't exactly twins. Maureen's hair is darker and her features more resemble their mother. But they do share the same eye color. That should be it for now, enjoy!

Note: I do not own Guardians of the Galaxy. All rights go to Marvel Studios. The only thing I own is Maureen. Please do not steal her.

Earth, 1988

"I'm not in love. So don't forget it. It's just a I'm going through." Maureen Quill was sitting next to her older brother Peter inside the hospital waiting room. They sat in silence as "I'm Not In Love" by 10cc played on the Awesome Mix Vol. 1 tape from inside the walkman Peter was holding. She bit her lip as she kicked her foot back and forth nervously. She knew this night wasn't going to end well, she just knew it. She stopped her kicking though when she noticed their grandpa walking towards them. She unplugged her set of headphones and placed them inside her backpack. She stood up ready to enter the hospital room, but Peter still sat there continuing to listen to the music.

"Peter. Your momma wants to speak with you." Their grandpa said, but Peter didn't move. "Come on, Pete. Take these fool things off." He took the headphones off Peter's head and took the walkman out of his hands. As Peter stood he placed walkman inside of Peter's backpack. Peter gave his sister a small glance and offered her his hand. Maureen lightly smiled and took it as they walked into the room. Multiple people stood around a hospital bed inside the room. Peter and Maureen were lead to the right side of the bed to their mother, who laid there dying of cancer. She looked up at her two children and gave them a light smile. But she immediately took notice to Peter's black eye.

"Why have you been fighting with the other boys again, baby?" She asked him. Peter didn't answer but instead held Maureen's hand tighter. "Peter?"

Peter gave her an answer. "They killed a little frog that ain't done nothing. Smushed it with a stick."

"He was just standing up for it Momma," Maureen added, "That's all."

Meredith smiled at her children. "You're so like your daddy, both of you. You even look like him. And he was an angel. Composed out of pure light." She began to slip into a daze. Their grandpa interrupted her.

"Mer? You got a present there for them, don't you?

She looked up at him. "Of course." She said, as if she had completely forgotten. She began to push a small box with a card on top in their direction. Their grandpa gave her a hand and tooked the present.

"There." He said placing it inside Peter's backpack. "I got you two covered."

"You open it up when I'm gone, okay?" Meredith said to her children. "Your grandpa is gonna take such good care of you. At least until your daddy comes back to get you." She opened both her hands to them. "Take my hand." She said. Maureen immediately took it as tears began to stream down her face. But Peter still stood there, his breathing began to grow faster.

"Peter." Maureen looked back at her brother, almost pleading with him.

"Pete, come on." Their grandpa added. Peter turned his head back slightly as he began to cry.

"Take my hand." Their mother said again, her voice showing signs of sadness. But Peter didn't move and seconds later her heart monitor stopped in one long beep. Maureen and Peter both looked up and saw that their mother now laid dead. Maureen let go of her hand as she tried to wipe away tears that didn't stop.

Peter rushed to the bed. "Mom?" He placed his hands on her but no response came. "No! No! No! No!" Peter cried out. Their grandpa ushered Maureen out of the room. He tried to come back for Peter but he refused to leave. His grandpa picked him up and carried him out.

"Mom! No!" Peter said kicking and fighting against his grandpa's grasp.

"Come with me!" He carried Peter out and put him down next to the chairs where Maureen was standing.

"No!" Peter was still shouting. "No." His shouting was now replaced by tears.

"You've got to stay here, both of you." Their grandpa said kneeling in front of the two crying siblings. "Please?"

"No…" Peter still said sobbing.

"Okay?" He asked and Maureen gave him a small nod. He stood up and walked back into the room, leaving them there. Peter stood with his hands open before he began to run out of the hospital.

"Peter!" Maureen called after him as she followed him out. She chased him up the hill where she found him on the ground on his knees.

"No." He was still sobbing. Maureen came up next to him and pulled him into a hug. He exchanged the hug back as he sobbed into his sister's shoulder.

Suddenly, a bright light appeared from the sky and spotlighted on the two. They looked up and saw that the light came from a giant ship that looked like it didn't come from Earth. Another bright light came and focused on them. It began to rapidly circle them faster and faster. Maureen hugged her brother's waist and closed her eyes out of fear. Peter placed a protective hand on her shoulder and brought the other to his eyes to try and block out the bright light. "Mom!" Peter fearfully shouted as the light got even brighter. And with that, the two siblings vanished up into the light.