*Sorry if this one took long to post, but I am on winter break now so I can probably update the story every few days or so. Enjoy this one though, and please leave me some reviews, or tell me anything you would like to see happen in the story, I am always open to suggestions and usually love them!*

I stagger behind Peter a little bit when we board his ship, I'm a little nervous. Actually, I'm alot nervous. What if he was lying? Is he gonna torture me here? I debate running back out to find Kaitlyn and Rachel and tell them everything that is happening and call the police and get this man arrested. But in a way, a feel kind of safe with this man. I don't really know why, it's kinda the vibe he gives off. Once we are both fully on the ship, he shuts the ramp that we walked up to get in here.

"Don't want anyone to follow us." Peter says.

"Probably for the best." I agree with him.

Peter shows me a few things around his ship, his cassette player, some alien weapons, even of one his friends inventions, which can apparently blow up a huge ship.

"Yeah, when I was in this place called Knowhere, my buddy Rocket, and my really attractive friend Gamora and me got in these pods to get back to my ship, because we had this thing called an Infinity Stone which has the potential to wipe out a whole planet which is scary as fuck. So we get in these pods and Gamora has the stone with her and all these other aliens who want the stone so they can give it to their crazy ass leader, this dude named Ronan, who I later killed with the Infinity Stones power... I'm getting off topic," Peter tells me all of this fast and excitedly, but he has some sound of emotion in his voice.

"So Gamora is in this pod right, and she can't make it to my ship so she goes out into the atmosphere, and since these shitty pods aren't built to go outside of Knowhere, she got blown to bits. So I got myself captured to save her ass by that guy Yondu I mentioned. So Yondu takes me into his ship and I'm carrying Gamora, so she comes along too. After Yondu tries to kill me and I chill him out, he lets me go and we have to figure out a plan on how to get the Stone back from Ronan, because when Gamora got blown up they took the stone back right. So right when Yondu is done trying to kill me, we feel our ship being shot at. So we go up to the cockpit and see my good old friend Rocket in my ship, shooting at us. He demands Yondu to turn us back over to him, or else he was gonna blow up our ship with that big ass weapon you're looking at. But he only gives Yondu 5 fucking seconds to turn us over!" Peter is hysterical. I start laughing too, partially because of his story, but mostly because Pete is laughing so hard.

"I already told you dumbass, we didn't have time to work out the bloody flaws in our plan!"

When I look down, I am taken aback. What is in front of me is hard to explain. It's a raccoon standing on its hind legs, and it just talked.

"What the f-" I manage to choke out before Pete and the racoon start laughing.

"Marina, that's Rocket, the one who tried to fucking blow me up." Peter is still laughing from his story, and now hes laughing harder. I'm just standing there looking confused, while the two of them laugh their heads off.

"For god-sakes Quill, I would never get that kind of reaction anywhere else in the galaxy. Why did we have to come to this planet again?" Rocket sneers.

"This is my home planet. Plus Drax wanted to come visit here too. Gamora agreed to it too, and Groot says he didn't want to, but thats what you said, so I'm not fully sure i believe you."

Rocket turns to me. "Whatever. Hey, Human, where can I buy some spare parts or metal or explosives here? I bet the people on this planet are so dumb I could rob them right in front of them, as long as I get the same reaction you gave me."

"Uh, first of all, my name is Marina, you can call me that. And second, do I look like I know where we sell our metal or explosives, let alone spare parts? I'm 15! You should probably read up on how life works here."

It seems that Rocket didn't like my comment so much. "Okay, listen up kiddo. You know who is in charge here? Me."

Peter coughs. "Actually-"

"Shut up Quill. I didn't ask to get demeaned by you too. Anyways, Marina," Rocket makes sure to say my name super sarcastically. "I don't need to learn anything about this dumb planet. I learn what I want to learn. And if you don't know where the things I need are, then looks like I'm gonna have to go out into this wasteland and find them myself."

Peter shakes his head. "Yeah, no. You're not going outside of this ship, Ranger Rick. You saw the reaction you got from Marina, I bet people are gonna call the cops on you."

I speak up. "Actually, the government is probably gonna get involved with not only Rocket, but all of your crew."

"Shut up, kid." Rocket spits at me.

I chuckle to myself. Theres something about Rocket that makes him seem funny to me.

"So me and the kid are probably going to go out one day and get the stuff we need for the ship." I can tell Peter is the leader of this gang, even though Rocket seems like he wants to be.

"Yeah, but where are you gonna get me my explosives?"

"In your dreams, rodent." A green girl emerges from the top half of the ship. She is strikingly beautiful, her green skin is so cool, and for a minute I wish I could be green. Her hair is also so pretty. Black, with purplish pink dyed tips. I stare at her in awe.

"Whos this?" She asks Peter, pointing at me.

"Uh, Marina. Marina, this is Gamora, I mentioned her."

I reach out my hand, and she looks a little confused.

Peter laughs. "A gesture of friendliness."

Gamora grabs my hand, and I shake, she just kinda holds my hand. I begin to snicker.

"Oh, I understand now." She smiles to herself.

"Wheres Drax?" Peter asks Gamora.

"Sleeping. Thank god. He was going crazy about coming here."

"Okay. Marina, you are gonna have to meet him later. Warning; he is very big and blue."

"And 100% literate," Rocket joins in. "Don't use any metaphors or 'Earth crap' with him. He might take it the wrong way."

"Good to know."

Once we've all met, we go to a different part of the ship and sit down at a table.

"So," Peter starts. "You promised you would share some music of today with me?"