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.
26 Years Later
Morag, Abandoned Planet
Morag was once a populated planet, but now it stood abandoned. Well, that was except for one figure walking across the planet's surface through rain and water geysers. He wore a strange mask with glowing red eyes. The figure stopped once it reached a certain point and took out a strange device. With a click of a button and a few shakes, the device then projected a layout of what the planet once looked like. It was full of people, buildings, and life. The figure continued to walk through the layout until he reached the entrance to the ancient temple that was on the planet. He turned off the device and stepped inside away from the rain. The figure stopped and looked around. He then pushed a small chip by his ear and his mask began to fade away. Once it was gone, it revealed the figure's identity.
It was none other than Peter Quill, now 26 years older. He then proceeded to put a pair of the walkman headphones on. Once he finished adjusting them, he clicked the "play" button on the walkman and Redbone's "Come And Get Your Love" began to play. Peter became to dance to the music as he continued on his way. He spun, slide, twirled, and even used some of the strange rat like creatures found there as a microphone. He stopped once he came to a large gap with a river full of large water creatures at the bottom. He
activated his rocket boots and flew across to safety. He then came to a door. He skipped up the staircase to the door and became to pick its lock. The door opened a few seconds later and Peter stepped inside. He activated a light orb so he could see inside of the dark room.
And there it was. Right before him, exactly what he had came here for. It was a silver orb surrounded by two layers of purple security beams. The music he was listening to stopped as he took a small tool out of his bag and placed it on the floor in front of the orb. The tool opened and began to magnetically pull the orb to it. It broke through one layer of it's protection as it fought against the second. Soon, the orb was released and landed on top of Peter's tool. It deactivated as Peter picked up the orb. He turned to leave but instead was greeted by three armed men that were blocking his exit.
"Drop it!" The one who seemed to be the leader commanded Peter.
"Hey." Peter was alarmed but he was trying to play it cool.
The leader ordered something to the other two in a strange language and they came towards Peter, surrounding him on both sides. "Drop it, now!"
"Hey, cool, man. No problem. No problem at all." Peter said as he dropped the orb in his direction. He lifted his hands up as in surrender. One of the two henchmen poked at him with it's gun after he did this.
The leader picked up the orb. "How do you know about this?" He forcefully asked as he held it out.
"I don't even know what that is. I'm just a junker, man. I was just checking stuff out." Peter was trying to play the fool.
"You don't look like a junker. You're wearing Ravager garb." The leader pointed out. Which was true. It was exactly what Peter was wearing, but he still didn't give in.
"This is just an outfit, man." The same henchmen poked Peter with its gun again. "Ninja Turtle, you better stop poking me." Peter said to it through gritted teeth.
"What is your name?" The leader demanded.
"My name is Peter Quill, okay? Dude, chill out."
"Move!" The leader pointed his gun at Peter now.
"Why?" Peter asked, hands still lifted.
"Ronan may have questions for you." He informed Peter as he turned to leave.
Peter had no idea what they were talking about but he knew it was bad. He knew he had to get out of this somehow. An idea hit him. "Hey, you know what? There's another name you might know me by." He called after the leader. This seemed to get his attention as he turned around to face Peter. Peter looked him directly in the eyes, pausing dramatically before saying, "Star-Lord."
"Who?" The leader asked, obviously not knowing who Peter was.
Peter dropped his shoulders in disappointment. "Star-Lord, man. Legendary outlaw." Peter said, trying to see if they had ever heard of him. But the leader just lifted his shoulders in confusion. "Guys?" Peter asked turning back to the henchmen, but they too had no idea.
"Move!" The leader shouted, he had had enough.
"Forget this." Peter mumbled as he kicked the light orb he had used earlier back towards the henchmen. It broke at their feet and they immediately incinerated. The leader turned and was about to shoot but Peter had pulled out his blasters and blasted him. The hit knocked him to the ground where he laid unconscious. The orb had rolled out of his hand and landed in front of Peter's feet. Peter picked it up and was about to leave but he heard a groan and saw that the leader was up again. He aimed his blaster at Peter and fired. Peter had ducked and instead of hitting him it blasted a huge hole through the back wall. Thinking quickly, Peter activated his mask and rocket boots as he flew out through the hole. Once he was outside he ran back towards where his ship, the Milano, was parked. He heard a yell from behind him and saw that the leader had jumped out of the temple and was chasing after him. As he approached his ship he saw that a group of the henchmen were standing guard in front of it. He pulled out the same magnetic tool he had used before and threw it towards them. It activated the moment it hit the ground and they all got stuck in its magnetic pull. The hatch to the ship opened and Peter jumped inside, landing on the ground hard. It began to close after he was in.
"Are you alright?" A voice asked from the pilot's chair. It was his sister Maureen, who was now 26 years older as well and the pilot of the Milano.
"Yeah yeah yeah, just get us out of here!" Peter said as he got into the chair next to her's.
Maureen turned on the ship and the engine roared to life. As she pulled up she noticed that the henchmen had assembled their blasters into an even bigger one. She dodged the shots that they had fired at the ship and flew away out of their reach. Peter laughed triumphantly as he gave Maureen a high five. But suddenly, a geyser shot up directly under the ship. It knocked Maureen and Peter out of their seats as the ship began to ship out of control towards the ground. The two siblings floated around the ship, trying to fight their way up to the front. Maureen was finally able to get a hold on the pilot's chair. She reached for a lever and pulled it. The ship immediately stabilized itself just before it crashed into the ground.
Peter put his head back and against the wall and slid down to the floor, heavily breathing and trying to catch his breath. Maureen walked over and sat next to him on the floor. The siblings both looked at each other and Peter lifted up the orb. Maureen smiled at him. Mission accomplished. The two were interrupted when they heard a voice call Peter's name.
"Peter?" An alien woman with bright pink skin and a bad case of bedhead emerged from the deck below. She was out of breath and clearly in shock. "What happened?"
"Hey...I…" Peter snapped his fingers together, trying to remember her name.
"Bereet." She said.
"Bereet! Look I'm gonna be totally honest with you: I forgot you were here." Peter said. Bereet looked like she couldn't believe what she was hearing.
Maureen gave her brother a disgusted scoff but lifted an eyebrow as she pointed to Bereet. "I-is she wearing your old shirt?" She asked. And sure enough, she was. It was the same shirt Peter was wearing the night of their abduction.
"Uhhh… yes." Peter answered. "We'll talk about this later." He said as he stood up and walked away.
Maureen just shook her head at her brother and stood. She walked over to the pilot's chair. "Alright, next stop: Xandar." She said. The ship blasted off Morag as Maureen steered the ship towards its next location. 'Xandar, here we come.'