I don't own anything except for my OC's.

Sorry if you find any grammar mistakes. I'm still learning English because it's not my first language.

Matthew Rowley exhaled deeply as he walked through the streets of the planet called Xandar. He and his traveling companions had come to this planet to get their payment for their previous job.

His eyes caught the sight of bar where he supposed to met one of three Whitebound brothers who ordered him, Rocket, and Groot to take out some guy who wasn't on their good side, but they actually never told them what he did to piss them off. Matt didn't really wondered about it, because, while the Whitebound brothers were many things, they always had a good reason to order someone to either bring, or kill someone for them, though many people would question if their methods of taking care of their problems were good.

This bar wasn't the only place he was planning to pay a visit to. About a week ago, he visited a certain arms dealer on this planet who agreed to upgrade his shotgun so it could fire more shells before reloading it. He told Rocket and Groot about it, but wasn't exactly sure if the talking raccoon heard him. If he didn't then he could already imagine Rocket being annoyed at him

After entering the bar, he was already met with a familiar voice calling over to him, "Look who's here, fellas!"

Matt rolled his eyes when this voice rang through his ears. He turned to the source of it and saw Robb Whitebound, one of three brothers sitting by the bar along with two members of his job. He approached him, saying, "I see that they sent you, Robb."

"We pulled straws. I was the one who lost." Robb shrugged his shoulders, "Do you want a drink? I can get you one."

Matt shook his head, "I just want the units."

"Always to straight to the point, are you?" Robb smirked.

"Rocket is already looking for another job. I'm certain it's just a matter of time before he finds one." Matt explained.

"Alright then." Robb nodded his head in understanding, "Do you have something to confirm that you took care of him?"

In response to his question, Matt pulled a necklace out of his pocket and threw it on the counter, "Enough for you?"

Robb picked the necklace from the counter and eyed it for a second to make sure it was the one. He nodded his head, stating, "Okay, that's the one." He turned to his men, "Transfer them their units. They did the job."

"Yes boss." One of Robb's men nodded his head, understanding the order. He moved his finger across the device and added just a second later, "And, it's done."

"There you go, pal." Robb extended his hand for a handskake, "It is always a pleasure doing a business with all three of you."

Matt stared at Robb's hand. If there was one thing that Rocket taught. Is to make sure he received their transfer of units, "Show me you that your men transferred units to our account."

"C'mon, Matt. Would I lie to you?" Robb asked him.

Matt gave him a look that said, "Do you really need to ask?"

Robb sighed as he turned to look at his men, "Mikael, give me that."

Mikael handed the device he used to transfer the units to his boss, who then showed the confirmation of it to Matt, "There. Do you need anything else to confirm it?"

"No." Matt shook his head.

"You really need to put more trust into people who pay you." Robb stated, setting the device on the counter.

"I'm just being cautious." Matt explained, "Dealing with angry Rocket is the last thing I need."

Robb chuckled as he extended his hand for handskake, once again, "If you say so."

Although he had second thoughts about doing this, Matt shook Robb's hand. He then stood up from his seat, sending him one last glance, "I should go now."

"Tell Rocket and Groot that Robb sends them his regards." Robb told him, "And that all three of you will be the first one we'll choose if we happen to need someone do our dirty work."

Matt just nodded his head to it and moved towards the exit. He walked out from the bed and headed towards his next destination, passing through dozens of citizens of Xandar. Getting his upgraded shotgun from the arms dealer shouldn't take him long.

It was when a communication device on his right arm opened and Rocket popped onto the screen.

The talking raccoon spoke up to him, "Matt? Are you there?"

"Yes, I'm here, Rocket." Matt answered.

"Did you got our payment? " Rocket asked him.

Matt nodded his head in confirmation, "Yes."

"Did you make sure they transferred it to our account?" Rocket asked another question.

"That happened only once Rocket and I was a rookie back then." Matt pointed out, hating everytime when Rocket was pointing this situation out to him.

"It doesn't hurt to be cautious. I don't like being screwed over with my units." Rocket stated,

"I know. Me and Groot know that better than anyone." Matt assured him.

Rolling his eyes at Matt's comment, the talking raccoon asked, "So, I assume that you're heading back to us, now?"

"Yes." Matt nodded his head, "Give me fifteen minutes."

"Alri..." Rocket paused for a moment, realizing something, "Wait. How many?..."

This question went without an answer as Matt simply ended the coversation between them and made his way over towards the shop of the arms dealer. He opened the doors and the arms dealer standing behind the counter, surrounded by various weapons came into his view.

The arms dealer send him a smile as Matt walked over to the counter, "Matt."

"Hunter." Matt greeted him with a nod of his head.

"You're just in time." Hunter reached down under the counter, "I was about to give you a call to ask you when you'll come."

"There was something I had to do." Matt explained, earning a nod of understanding from Hunter.

Hunter pulled out Matt's shotgun from under of the counter and set it down in front of it's owner, "There you go. From now you can carry ten shells instead of six."

Matt picked up his weapon from the counter and opened the clip, just to make sure Hunter did his job right. He trusted Hunter on doing his job right, because it wasn't the first time when he used his services but it wouldn't hurt to make sure.

"Okay." Matt nodded his head after making sure that everything was done right, "Great job, Hunter. As always."

"I'm just doing my job." Hunter stated, sending him a quick smile.

"I should get going now." Matt said, placing his shotgun on his back. He didn't had to pay for the upgrade to his shotgun because he already paid for it a week ago, "Rocket and Groot are waiting for me."

Hunter gave him a nod of his head in response as Matt turned to leave his shop. "If you will ever need anyone to upgrade your gun, or to buy something new, you who to visit."

"I sure do." Matt replied before exiting Hunter's shop.

He already did what he had to do, and was free to go to Rocket and Groot. He walked for a few minutes, until he saw his partners standing in the distance. Groot was drinking water from a nearby fountain while Rocket held a tablet that allowed him to look through the bios of the citizens in his palms and was looking around the nearby Xandarians.

He began approaching them, and could hear Rocket talking to himself. He couldn't hear most of it, except for the last sentence, "...Look at Mr. Smiles over here. Where's your wife, old man? What a class-A pervert."

"You have issues, Rocket." Matt stated, when he approached them.

Rocket turned to look at him, taking his eyes off the tablet, "Look who decided to show up. This business with one of the Whitebounds couldn't take you less?"

Matt looked at him, his expression asking him if he was serious, "Didn't I tell you that I was going to visit arms dealer because he finished making my shotgun able to fire more shells before reloading it?"

The talking raccoon shook his head, having no memory of Matt telling him that, "No, you didn't."

Groot shifted his glances betweeen these two, "I am Groot."

"You're against me too?" Rocket looked up at Groot.

Matt smirked to what Groot just said and threw his arms in the air in victory, "Thank you, Groot!"

Rocket just sighed in frustation, before asking, "Did they have any other jobs for us?"

"No, but Robb told me that will give us a call if they happen to have one." Matt shook his head, "What about you? Anyone caught your attention."

"Not, yet." Rocket answered as his tablet began beeping, which meant only one thing, "Looks like we got one"

He moved the tablet around, scanning through the area, to see which one of the people around them was the one that caught the attention of the tablet. He stopped moving it when the screen zoomed at the man who was talking with some pink lady.

Fugitive: Peter Quill

Wanted: Alive

Spieces: Terran

Guarantor: Yondu Udonta

Bounty: 40,000 units

Matt looked down at the table, and could feel his eyes widening in suprise, "A human..."

Rocket gestured towards the bounty, this Yondu Udonta must want this guy really badly, "Look at this, forty thousand units."

"I'm in." Matt told him, knowing what Rocket was going to ask next him. It's been a while since he saw another human.

"Guys. We're gonna be rich." Rocket grinned but it faded from his face when he turned to look at Groot who was drinking from the water from fountain. He sighed, and shook his head, "Don't drink fountain water, you idiot. That's disgusting!"

"Don't call him an idiot, Rocket." Matt scolded Rocket for calling Groot an idiot again, before stating, "Groot, I could give you something to drink if you were thirsty."

Groot just offered them a sheepish smile as Rocket declared, closing his tablet and putting in his pocket, "Let's go get him."

"Do you we go with a plan, or are we improvising?" Matt asked.

"You'll go ahead of us and follow him. We'll join you in a moment." Rocket answered.

Matt nodded his head, "Will do."

He walked away from them and made his way over to their new target. He followed him through the sidewalk, and sat down on a bench when he saw enter the pawn shop for some unknown reason for him. He saw some green lady walk over to the pawn shop as well, but she didn't entered it. She leaned against the wall, and pulled out something to eat.

Matt had no idea if he should watch out for her or not. She could have been another bounty hunter who just like him was going after Peter Quill, or was just trying to find someplace quiet to have a meal.

A moment later Quill was pushed out of the pawn shop by the owner, clearly not liking this, "What? What about my bad side?"

"Farewell, Mr. Quill." The owner of the pawn shop said as he shut the doors at Quill's face.

"Hey, we had a deal, bro!" Quill called out to the owner, but got no answer from him. Y/N noticed some small strange orb in his hand, but paid no attention to this, because he was here for another reason. Quill stepped back a bit and noticed the green lady standing nearby watching him, which suprised him a bit because he didn't recall her being there just a moment ago

"What happened?" She asked him, taking a bite of her snack.

"Uh...this guy just backed out of a deal on me. If there's one thing I hate, it's a man without integrity." Quill explained, before introducing himself to her, "Peter Quill. People call me Star-Lord."

"Peter Quill. People call me Star-Lord." The green lady stated as Quill started playfully throw the orb up and down in his hand.

"Well, you know, I wouldn't say that. People say it about me, all the time, but it's not something I would ever say about myself..." He was cut off when our of he sudden Gamora grabbed the orb kicked him in his stomach before running off away from him.

Quill got himself back on his knee and threw a magnetic rope which wrapped itself around Gamora's legs. She collapsed on the ground and got it off her legs while Quill made his way over to her and leaped at her, only to receive another kick in his stomach. Gamora started punching him across his body, as Quill tried to block her attacks, while also trying to strike back. Seeing all of this, Matt knew it as time for him to step up and jumped back on his feet from the bench, heading towards them while Quill, reached down for his blaster, but before he could do anything with it, the green lady got herself back on her feet and pressed her feet against his hand that was reaching for his blaster.

"This wasn't the plan." She stated as she raised her blade in the air, with intention of finishing him, but before it could happen, Rocket leapt himself from the ground from the right side and pushed her off Quill, knocking her on the ground.

Groot was right behind the talking raccoon, holding a bag, "Put him in the bag. Put him in the bag!

Roots grew from Groot's body and grabbed the green lady, as Matt approached him, "No! Not her, pal, him!"

"Learn genders, man!" Rocket added as the green lady screamed, before trying to bit Rocket, "Biting? That's not fair!"

Using the advantage of this situation, and everyone else busy doing something else, Quill grabbed the orb and broke himself into run to get away from them as fast as he can.

"He's getting away!" Rocket declared.

"I'm on it!" Matt assured him as he pushed himself into run. He pushed any Xandarian that happened to be standing in his way until he finally made his way over to his target. He leaped himself forward, wrapping himself around Quill's chest, making both of them collaps on the ground. The two men wrestled with each other on the ground, crawling around the sidewalk until they freed themselves from each other grasp and rose back on their feet, facing each other in the middle of the sidewalk.

"You're a human." Quill stated, finally having a good look at Matt.

"It's nothing personal, pal." Matt told him, "I'm just doing my job."

He swung his fist at Quill, with intention of punching him in the face and hopefully knocking him down, but his strike was blocked with Quill's free hand, who then responded by headbutting. Matt pressed his hand against his forehead and stumbled back a bit. It was followed by another Quill's attack who swung his fist at him, but Matt reaction to that was quick and quickly moved his hand away from his forehead. He grabbed Quill's fist and grasped it tightly as Quill tried to struck him with his other hand, the one that held the orb.

This attempt of strike once again failed and Matt caught his other fist as well. Quill pushed him forward, pinning his opponent against the railing. Matt took a quick glance what was under them. There was a area filled with water right under them, so it would hurt less if he threw them both aboard, right? He had no time to think about this idea as he moved backwards, throwing himself and Quill aboard the railling right into the area under them.

Quill sighed as got himself back on his feet and ran out of the area, but before he could take more steps, Matt struck him straight in the face, knocking him down.

"Well, that could have gone better." He stated, as Rocket and Groot approached them, "I'm so wet."

"Don't whine. You'll dry up in a matter of minutes." Rocket stated as Groot placed Quill in the bag, sending a grin to Rocket and Matt, "Quit smiling, you idiot. You're supposed to be a professional."

He and Matt turned around and were about to leave the area, but stopped when they saw someone coming their way, with the latter saying what was on their minds, "Oh, dammit."

The green lady pushed Rocket away and send a quick, but still, powerful punch at Matt, knocking him down. She walked over to Groot who dropped the bag with Quill on the ground when she started swinging her blade at him, cutting his arms off in the process, earning a gasp from the crowd that gathered around them to watch their fight. She sheathed her sword and reached down for the bag, and the first thing she was after opening it was Quill using her gun to electrocute, sending her on the ground

He jumped back on his feet and began running away, at the same time when Rocket and Matt got themselves back on their feet. They saw him running away and shared a quick look with each other. Matt took his shotgun off his back and pressed a button on it, switching normal shells to something else, before aiming his gun at running Quill.

"We live for the simple things, right?" Rocket stated as he looked up at Matt.

"Like how much this is gonna hurt." Matt added, firing a ball of electricity from his shotgun at their target giving him an electric shock. Quill screamed in pain, as he collapsed on the ground.

"Yeah. Writhe, little man." Rocket stated with a grin, looking up at Matt, his partner finally having a chance to use the upgrade they installed a month ago, "See, I told you that getting the same upgrade as I won't be the waste of units."

"I'll give you this one, pal." Matt nodded his head as he held down his hand. Rocket rolled his eyes, but still bumped Matt fist, "It looks like our work here is done."

They turned to look at Groot who was touching his arms with his feet, whimpering. The raccoon told him, "It'll grow back, you D'ast idiot. Quit whining."

Then, he, Matt and Groot were engulfed in several bright beams of yellow light and were lifted from the ground, "Subject 89P13,and Matthew Rowley, drop your weapons."

"Oh, crap." Rocket muttered, as he took his weapon off his back and dropped it on the ground.

Matt sighed, shaking his head at how this situation turned out as he dropped his shotgun on the ground as well, "Oh, crap, indeed."

"By the authority of the Nova Corps, you are under arrest..." The pilot of the aircraft declared.

Matt rolled his eyes at this guy words as he dropped his weapon on the ground. He found himself in a situation like this a lot of times since he started traveling with Rocket and Groot. He simply had gotten used to it.

He turned over to Rocket asking, "How do you think it'll take us to break out of the jail they place us in?"

Rocket thought for a second before replying, shrugging his shoulders, "I'll give it less than a week."

Matt and the other four were taken straight to the Nova Corp Headquarters immediately after they were caught. The first Nova Corp did was checking who they were to see with who they were dealing with.

"We just arrested these five for destruction of public property and assault, check out the rap sheets." Nova Corp Officer said, the green lady being the first one he brought up, "Gamora. Surgically modified and trained as a living weapon. The adopted daughter of the Mad Titan, Thanos. Recently, Thanos lent her and her sister Nebula out to Ronan, which leads us to believe that Thanos and Ronan are working together."

Rocket was the next one he brought up. The talking raccoon spit on the floor as the officer said, "Subject 89P13. Calls itself Rocket. The result of illegal genetic and cybernetic experiments on a lower life form."

"What the hell is this?" The other officer asked at the view of the next one they were going to check.

"They call it Groot." The officer replied, "A humanoid plant that's been traveling recently as 89P13's personal house plant slash muscle."

Quill was the next tone to be brought up, "Peter Jason Quill, from Terra. Raised from youth by a band of mercenaries called the Ravagers, led by Yondu Udonta."

"Oh, I'm sorry." Quill said as he slowly flipped them off, "I didn't know how this machine worked."

The officer shook his head before continuing, bringing up the last person. Matt sighed and crossed his arms, "Matthew Rowley. Taken from his home planet of Terra about two years ago by the group of space bandits who wanted to sell him and other people of many other races to slavery on planet of Kandrakxia, but he and other people taken by the bandits escaped before they arrived on their destination on Kandrakxia. Has been working with Groot and Subject 89P13 for over a year now."

"What a bunch of a-holes." The other officer stated, looking at all five of them through the glass, "Transport all five to the Kyln."

Hope it wasn't that bad. See you in another chapter!