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Now, I've been really excited to get this chapter out, so I hope you enjoy it!
After about another hour of travelling, the Guardians had finally arrived on Titan. After they landed, Star Lord and Revan began formulating a plan as Loki and the rest of the crew began making preparations.
The planet was an utter wasteland. Due to the planet being eight degrees off its axis, gravity was going haywire. What seemed to be destroyed starships were either hanging in the sky, or have crashed into the ground, which was nothing but dust at this point. But it was evident that this planet wasn't always like this. It was likely far more beautiful in the past.
Like Taris. Before the Sith bombarded it's surface to smithereens, killing billions. To kill one woman. To kill Bastila. Revan chuckled to himself as he thought about how valuable she was during the war. Valuable enough for the Sith to destroy their own planet. He then sighed in memoriam of those that died. They didn't have to die. How could he have been one of the Sith, once? How could he have been a conquering psychopath?
After some time, it was decided that they should contact Thor, Rocket, and Groot to check up on them.
As it turns out, Nidavellir had gone dark.
"What are you going to do?" Revan asked Thor and his team.
"Investigate," he replied. "We're going to see if we can relight it. What about you?"
"We're trying to formulate an attack plan right now," Revan replied. "We intend to use the Tesseract as bait."
"Risky, don't you think?" replied Thor.
"That's why you're coming here when you get that weapon of yours," answered Revan.
"We'll hold him off, maybe try to take off the gauntlet, until you arrive," continued Quill. "Once you get here, you and Revan will be our powerhouses and team up to take on Thanos."
"And what makes you think that's a good idea?" interrupted Gamora. "Thanos is more powerful than you seem to think."
"And so am I," replied Revan. "And since underestimation isn't good for anyone, I will have you know I'm quite capable of pulling a moon out of the sky if I wanted to."
"And Thanos can use the Stones to do the same thing," replied Gamora, standing her ground. "And unlike you, you couldn't pierce his skin with a missile."
Revan smirked. "Good thing we have someone like that, then," Revan said, referring to Thor, before he trailed off and looked up. Star Lord did the same, then Gamora, and subsequently everyone else followed. There was a ship in the sky. One of Thanos' Q-ships. It was about a kilometer away when it hit one of the ruins and crashed.
Loki looked to Revan, who was already putting his mask on. Green lights began shining off of Loki before he was donned in a set of golden armor, holding a golden scepter, wearing a golden helmet with large horns extending up and out of the front, with a green cape.
"Let's go check it out," Star Lord ordered.
After Loki silently teleported everyone there (because apparently he can teleport), Star Lord quickly surveyed the inside of the ship from a hole in the exterior.
"What have we got?" Revan whispered after Quill was done.
"Three guys," he whispered back. "They don't look like Thanos' men."
"Then they must be mercenaries," replied Revan. He thought for a moment. "Got a plan, Quill?" he asked.
Peter thought for a moment. "You try to get the jump on them," he said. "Loki will sneak in there, and on your signal," he gestured to Revan. "The rest of us will attack, and no killing. We need answers, not blood. Got it?"
Revan nodded in response, then noted the look on Loki's face. He looked mischievous. He couldn't tell why, though.
"One more thing," said Quill. "No killing, we need answers. Understood?"
Loki turned himself invisible and sneaked in, while Revan silently jumped to a hole directly above the trio. He could barely hear them talking, but he couldn't make out what they were saying. One of them was wearing a cloak, and another was hanging from a rope from the ceiling, while another was wearing what appeared to be red armor. He couldn't make out the face of the hanging one, but the other two both had dark hair and beards and seemed to be disagreeing on something.
Revan adjusted his mask and jumped from where he was standing onto the ground. He ignited his lightsabers as the three men looked at him. He smiled under his mask.
One of them had a helmet suddenly appear over his head, while the other summoned orange circles into his hands. The third summoned a mask of his own and dropped from his rope.
"Now," he said into communicator.
A grenade rolled onto the floor between the three men and exploded, knocking them all back.
"Thanos!" cried Drax he threw two knives at the cloaked one, who blocked them with his... magic shields? Drax ran at the man, yelling, when the man's cloak flew from his neck and wrapped itself around Drax's face. Quill summoned his mask and began flying with his jet boots, shooting at the man in red armor, who began flying himself and started shooting energy blasts of his own from his hands. Revan moved for the third one as Gamora attacked the man with the flying cape.
He ran at him with his sabers when the man began shooting something from his wrists. He blocked a few of them, but one of them landed on his visor. It was sticky, and Revan had to burn it off with his lightsaber. Then the man kicked him in the gut. Revan was about to retaliate with his lightsabers when he remembered the no-casualties rule. He threw his lightsabers up into the air and extended his arms, sending the man flying back. He shot a rope out of his wrists, which stuck to a an overhanging piece of metal and swung back towards Revan. He dodged an incoming kick, and the man began swinging punches at Revan. He was quick, and Revan could barely keep up with blocking before the man finally landed a hit on Revan's jaw, sending him back.
"Those are some really cool swords, Mister!" said the man. No, wait...
That was a kid's voice.
"Aren't you a little young for this kind of thing, kid?" Revan said, pulling his lightsabers into his hands and placing them on his belt, then raising his fists.
"Maybe!" replied the kid, looking up.
Revan felt a presence and turned around, only to be throw back by the man in red armor. He raised an arm at Revan, letting a blast of blue plasma shoot from his hand. Revan activated his purple lightsaber and blocked it within a split-second. He then stretched out his hand. He wasn't interested in playing anymore.
He sent lightning flying from his finger-tips towards the man, who received the blast. He kept this going for about ten seconds, then he stopped. The man was on the ground, but still alive. When the man looked up, his eyes were... glowing. He got up, summoned several panels beside him, and sent several blasts through all of them and from his arms. Revan held out his lightsaber. He blocked the beams, but he was sent flying back in the process.
"Didn't anyone ever tell you not to bring swords to a gunfight?" said the man, walking towards him.
"Didn't anyone ever tell you not to bring guns to a sword-fight?" replied Revan, getting up.
The man responded by summoning a blade out of his arm. Revan got into an offensive stance. They crossed blades.
Well, not really. Though the man had a mask on, he could tell he was shocked when he saw Revan's lightsaber cut through his blade. Albeit, it did take a second, likely due to the plasma coating the blade's edge.
"I said a sword, not a knife," said Revan, amused. He used the Force to throw the man into a nearby wall, then into another one, before the man sent Revan flying himself with an unexpected blast from his chest.
Revan moaned with pain after he slammed into a piece of metal. He felt dizzy for a moment before he felt a metal arm put him into a headlock. The fighting had stopped. Star Lord had the kid in his grip with his blaster pressed up to his head, Mantis seemed to be tied up with what seemed to be webbing of some kind, as the cloaked one was holding an energy shield towards Gamora, who had a blade extended towards him. Drax was standing at ease as Revan was struggling under the grip of the armored man when suddenly Loki finally showed up.
He appeared behind the armored one, putting a knife to his throat.
"Hello, Stark!" Loki said maliciously. The armored one, apparently named Stark, replied with a look of every negative emotion you could think of and then some.
"You know him!?" said Revan.
"Um, no," replied Loki quickly. "Well, yes, we have a little history..."
"You think you could have maybe told us that!?" replied Revan.
"You'd think Thanos would have told you about us!" said Stark as he knocked Loki back a little bit with a backhand, then moved to point a large gun he had suddenly grown from his armor. Revan took thge oppurtunity to escape the headlock and activate his blade, pointing it at Stark.
"Wait," said Star Lord. "You're not mercenaries?"
"No," replied Stark, annoyed. "The richest man on earth, a kid, and a wizard are all mercenaries working for the guy who's been haunting me for six years!"
The cloaked one shook his head in confusion.
"Okay, I'm going to ask you all this one time," he demanded. "What master do you serve?"
"What master do I serve?" replied Star Lord, mildly annoyed himself. "What am I supposed to say, Jesus?"
"Who?" Revan slipped.
Stark used his free hand to gesture to Star Lord. "You're from Earth," he extrapolated.
"No, I'm from Missouri," Quill replied.
"Yeah, that's on Earth, dipshit," Stark said, annoyed. "What are you hassling us for?"
"So you're not with Thanos?" said the kid, still being head locked by Quill.
"With Thanos?" answered Quill, mildly shocked. "No! We're here to kill Thanos! He's trying to kill us - wait, who are you?"
The kid summoned off his mask. "We're the Avengers, man," he said.
"Yeah, kid, they know that," said Stark. "Look who's here." He gestured to Loki, who was smiling.
"Someone want to explain the relationship, here?" Revan spoke up.
"Yeah, he tried to take over my planet!" replied Stark.
"Well, do you think you can forgive and forget for a little?" Revan replied. "After all, 'The enemy of my enemy is my friend', right?"
"What if my enemy's enemy also killed a lot of innocent people, huh?" Stark replied. "Also, I have no reason not to believe he's my enemy's friend!"
Loki sighed. "Alright Stark," he began, cautiously. "As much as I hate to say it, I'm afraid we're on the same side this time."
"Tell that to Coulson," replied Stark dejectedly.
"And tell that to the quadrillions who will die if we don't stop Thanos," said Revan.
Stark looked at Loki, then hesitantly put his arm down and walked away, shaking his head.
Revan looked at Star Lord. "Hey, Quill," he said. Quill looked back.
"Unexpected help," he finished, cocking his eyebrows. Then he looked at the wizard.
The power radiating off his necklace was... immense. It was almost like...
"Hey, wizard," he said. "What's that around your neck?"
"The Time Stone," he replied. "Why?"
Revan looked at Loki, who summoned the Tesseract.
"Looks like the stakes just got raised," Revan said.
After everyone settled down, they all moved outside. Star Lord explained to Stark what was happening, while the cloaked one moved somewhere else to sit and meditate.
Revan walked over to join Quill and Stark.
"What's our status?" he asked as he neared them.
"Oh, Revan," Quill replied. "This is Tony Stark. Stark, this is Revan."
The two shook hands. "Nice display you put out there," said Stark. "You have some pretty neat toys."
"So do you," replied Revan. "What was that, magic? I honestly wouldn't be surprised."
"No," replied Stark. "Nano-tech. Only developed it recently, but boy does it come in handy!"
Revan nodded in understanding. "So, what are you doing here?" he asked.
"He says," said Quill. "That him, the kid, and the wizard were attacked by Thanos, but managed to steal his ship. They ended up coming here."
"For the Time Stone, I presume?" said Revan. Stark nodded.
"Alright, " Stark said. "We have one advantage: He's coming to us. We'll use it."
Stark walked over to the others as everyone moved to form a rough circle.
"Alright, I've got a plan," he said. "At least, the beginnings of one. It's pretty simple, we draw him in, pin him down, get what we need. Definitely don't want to dance with this guy, we just want the gauntlet-"
Drax yawned. Stark was annoyed, which seemed to be happening a lot.
"Are you yawning?" he demanded. "In the middle of this? When I'm breaking it down? Huh? Did you hear what I said?"
"I stopped listening when you said we needed a plan," Drax responded.
"Okay, now Mr. Clean's on his own page," Stark said, looking at Quill and pointing at Drax.
"Well, you see, not winging it isn't really what they do," Quill replied.
"Uh, what exactly is it that they do?" asked the kid quizzically.
"Kick names," replied Mantis. "Take ass."
Drax nodded in agreement, and Revan just cringed.
"I've never even heard that before," he said. "And I already know it's 'Take names, kick ass,'"
"That's right," said the kid. "Oh, I'm Peter, by the way." He extended his hand.
"Revan," he replied, shaking Peter's hand.
He looked over to Stark, who just could not believe what he was dealing with.
"Alright, just get over here, please," he said, trying to stay calm. "Mr. Lord, can you get your folks to circle up, please?"
Quill reassured him. "Star Lord is fine," he said as he gestured for Drax and Mantis to group up with the others.
"Alright, we gotta coalesce," Stark said. "Because if all we come at him with is a plucky attitude-"
"Dude," Star Lord interrupted. "Don't call us plucky. We don't know what it means."
"He just called you brave, dumb-ass," said Revan, who was also growing a little impatient.
Quill shook it off and continued. "Alright, we're optimistic, yes," he said. "I like your plan, except it sucks, so let me do the plan, and that way it might be really good!"
"Tell him about the dance-off to save the universe," Drax said.
"What dance-off?" Stark and Revan both said in unison.
Star Lord trying to deny it until Peter spoke up.
"Like in Footloose?" he said. "The movie?"
"Exactly like Footloose!" he said as if he just met his new best friend. "Is it still the greatest movie in history?"
"It never was," replied Peter.
Quill looked ready for a fight when Stark spoke up.
"Don't encourage this, alright?" he said. "We're getting no help with Flash Gordon here."
"Flash Gordon, by the way? That's a compliment," Star Lord replied. "Don't forget, I'm half human, so that 50% of me that's stupid, that's 100% you!"
"Calling me stupid, Quill?" Revan spoke up. "Because I am just as human as he is."
"Uh, well..." Star Lord attempted to explain himself before Mantis interjected.
"Excuse me?" she said. "Does your friend... often... do that?"
"Strange?" Stark called out.
The cloaked one, apparently named Strange, was sitting mid-air with his legs crossed, which Revan had not only seen, but done before. Strange also had green rings floating around his wrists, which seemed to be coming from his necklace - which Revan had not done nor seen. From the Time Stone. He was also looking in multiple directions at once, his head constantly moving.
Strange suddenly cried out and fell to the ground as Stark grabbed him. "You're back," Stark said.
"What the hell was that?" Revan said.
"I looked forward in time," Strange replied, out of breath. "To view alternate futures. To see all of the possible outcomes of the coming conflict."
"How many did you see?" asked Quill in a serious tone.
"Fifteen-million five-hundred eighty-six," Strange replied.
"How many do we win?" asked Stark.
Strange hesitated.
"Two," he said gravely.
Everyone stood in silence for a moment before Revan spoke up.
"So, what's the plan?"
I really hope you enjoyed this chapter! I've been forgetting to include things like this at the ends of my chapters, so I'm going to try to do that from now on.
Also, I would like to clear up that Revan won't win the day by himself (assuming they win at all, anyway), with all of the things he's been doing to alter the course of the story, just in case some you got worried at an added victory scenario.