When I met Gamora, she just another green-skinned, admittedly hot, women that was leaning casually against a wall outside the Brooker's place. "Tough day?" she asked, still causally leaning against the wall. I always try not to lose my temper in front of pretty women, so, swallowing my anger, I said, "Yea. The guy just backed out of a deal on me. That's the one thing I don't like is a man without integrity." I know, that was rich coming from a man that has spent most of his life with a band of thugs and thieves, and was a thief himself, but it's true. I always try to hold my end of whatever bargain I make. But anyway, I introduced myself, and Gamora started to come towards me. She said, "You have to baring of a man of honor." I did? Well, I did always try to project that. I said, "People always saying that about me…" I was about to say more when Gamora knocked the Orb out of hands, gut-punched me, and ran off.
When I got my wind back, I went right after her. I activated a laser-bola and threw it at her, trying to trip her up and get my Orb back. It worked, but she got free just as I got there, and gut-punched me again! I mean, come on! It hurt like heck, and I had bruises there for at least a week! But anyway, we fought, she knocked me down, then she got on top of me, raised a knife, and said, "This wasn't the plan." Just as she was about to stab me, a big, furry, raccoon-looking thing, that I later would learn was named Rocket, barreled into her and was yelling at a walking tree to "get him in the bag!", with that 'him' being me, but the tree must not have known genders pretty well, because he was reaching for Gamora as I was making my getaway. I could hear sounds of a struggle as I ran, but my main focus was to get out of there before Nova Corp showed up or anything else happened. The crowd parted as I ran by, which was immensely helpful by the way, but, just as I was thinking that I was home free, an Electro-slug slammed into my back, knocking me down, and I think it might've also knocked me out for a bit because the next thing I remember is being hauled to my feet by two Nova Corp officers. "Hey!" one of them said, "If it isn't Star-Prince." I sighed and said, "It's Star-Lord" "Oh, sorry, Lord." He said in a teasing tone while his partner chuckled a little. "I picked this guy awhile back for petty theft. He's got himself a codename." The officer I finally recognized as Corpsman Dey continued to his partner. Trying to save what was left of my pride, I said, "Come on man, it's an outlaw name." He slapped me on the shoulder a few times, then hauled me off saying, "It's ok to have a codename man, it's not that weird."
Later, after me and all my new friends, (totally using sarcasm here) where caught and processed, I heard one of them say, "Send them to the Kyln." Great, just great. We were getting send off to the biggest, baddest, tightest security prison this sight of the galaxy.
Could this day get any better?