Sukai Todd & The Guardians of Galaxy: Super Awesome Bookisode #01
Fanfiction By: Sukai Todd/Skye Tsukino/Sailor Cosmic Moon…
FOR: NON-PROFIT, EDUCATIONAL PURPOSES!
They Won't Fear It, Until They Understand It…
#01:
Returning to the Galaxy…
"There's been a breach…" I spoke firmly, as Nebula glanced at me in annoyance. "You're kidding me?" Nebula demanded… "I wish I was, so you could learn to laugh…" I thought aloud, snappily. "Excuse me?" Nebula was a bit insult, needless to say. "Ladies, ladies, we don't have time for this…" Peter Quill interrupted our brewing argument. "What?" Nebula & I asked in unison… "Again!" We thought aloud, in unison. "You're doing that, on purpose…" She growled angrily at me. "You wish…" I giggled, cockily… "What's that supposed to mean?" Nebula demanded getting tested. "She means you wish you were on her level." Drax explained, "Drax!" Mantis snapped trying to calm the brewing tension between my fellow Guardians of the Galaxy and I… Oh! Where are my manners? How could I forget to introduce myself… Hello, I Am Sukai Todd! But, you may already know me, as The One and Only Sukai Todd… Well, you'll find out how I earned that title, and my alternate title, as well. Should you wish to read further… "Alright, Sukai the MoonLord, let's get this over with…" Nebula insulted Quill, whilst simultaneously albeit backhandedly complimenting me. "As you wish." I nodded as Quill and I worked to find the breach… "MoonLord?" Quill demanded, "What?" I asked in an innocent tone. "Don't try that with me…" Quill blushed lightly. "What are you talking about?" I replied in an even cuter tone… "That innocence…" He grunted sheepishly. "Innocence?" I lifted an eyebrow, playing the card well… "You make me look like child's play." Mantis thought aloud. "True." Nebula agreed. "That's not the point!" Rocket finally broke up our growing tensions… "Yes, Rocket, thank you!" Quill nodded to him. "The point is, she has a better nickname than you, Quill…" Rocket chuckled causing most of our crew to laugh a bit. "You mean, nobody cared to ask me if it was okay that she hijacked my heroic nickname?" Quill demanded. "I mean, you didn't ask any of us…" Drax replied… "And Rocket was speaking the truth, Quill." I grinned at Rocket who found solace in me. "The truth, Quill…" Rocket teased him cockily. "You're lucky we're family, Rocket…" Quill simply agreed, whilst mentally disagreeing…
KKERRRLAAANNNNAAAANCCCCCCKK! "Ahh, shit!" Nebula griped realizing the ship was going down… "Oh, lovely…" I tried to fix the core of the ship to prevent us from well, dying. "This was supposed to our one final ride, as the Guardians together… Just a nice ride around the galaxy." Quill complained loudly, as Nebula and I managed to land us somewhat safely onto the mysterious town in another time where we found ourselves… "Huhh…" I panted, as Quill and I forced ourselves up in our blue and red uniforms. "What did ya' think, we were doin', Quill? Having a nice vacation?" Rocket thought aloud, in slight annoyance. "Well, that's what Nebula told me…" Quill awkwardly retorted. "And you believed her? No wonder you have no luck with the ladies…" Rocket was being a bit rude, as usual. "HEEY!" Quill snapped, standing up a bit more angrily than before… "Hey, hey, hey guys…" I stood in-between them. "Remember, you're both family to each other…" I innocently broke up their possible major fight. "You just say that, because you're trying to avoid conflict." Nebula snapped… "At least, I have the courtesy to attempt avoiding it…" I retorted calmly. "Excuse me?" Nebula growled. "Enough!" Drax shouted, "Where the hell are we?" Quill demanded. "Well, I found out who breached our ship…" Nebula explained. "I Love You, Guys." Groot replied. "I know, it's probably a maniacal idiot…" Rocket agreed. "I Love You, Guys." Groot added. "Yeaa, I'm feeling vengeful like Sukai too…" Rocket nodded. "I'm not that vengeful!" I gasped innocently. "Come on, Star-Lord 2.0…" Quill teased me, cockily. "That's MoonLord to you…" I hissed. "Easy with your cat claws, Felicia…" Quill snapped, using his questionable charisma to ease the tensions between us. "Who breached our ship, anyway? In this desolate-ass place, as it were?" I asked her, Nebula that is. "As it is, as it is!" Quill griped. "What?" I replied, still playing my own cards well. "You don't know the basics of English grammar?" Quill snapped… "The maniacal genius who breached our ship, is working under Dr. J. R. Oppenheimer." Nebula finally caused all of us to agree on one thing. "The creator of the atomic bomb?" Peter looked at me, with fear in his eyes… "Yes, it says it detected our otherworldly lifeforms and now must find a way to either annihilate or get us to join them…" Nebula read the message. "But, how did Oppenheimer find us all the way from Knowhere?" Rocket wondered aloud. "I think I might have an idea…" I flashbacked to a prior memory, from a few years prior to rejoining the Guardians. "What? What is it?" Quill asked me, deeply concerned… "He experimented on us…" I thought aloud, "On us?" Quill realized Rocket and I had more in common than it seemed… "He was trying to create the perfect human lifeform… The most powerful female lifeform in the multiverse." I thought aloud, tears filling my eyes. "His experiments… They were awful." I sniffled. "I know…" Rocket gently patted my leg, as I helped him onto my shoulders. "Lay off the potato chips…" I kindly told him. "One bag or two?" Rocket grinned at me. "One and a half…" I nodded. "You mean, The Great Asshole used you as an experiment?" Quill was astonished! "What did he to do you?" Nebula felt a slightly stronger edge of compassion towards me. "I don't want to talk about it…" I replied sheepishly… "Let's just find Oppenheimer, and see what he wants." I tried refocusing our mission. "Hey, hey, Sukai…" Quill gently touched my free wrist. "We're a team, and if there's something you're hiding… That could possibly destroy yourself and all of us, you need to tell us." Quill spoke to me, in a comforting voice… "It won't destroy you guys, you're all a family… Albeit an argumentative one, but I'm just a teammate." I explained myself out of that deep conversation, for the time being. "Hey, Sukai…" Rocket gazed at me, as I held him in my arms… "You're my friend." He smiled, rubbing my cheek. "Thanks, Rocket..." I blushed sweetly. "That's why we'll keep it between us, for now…" I sweetly whispered, hugging him warmly. "Uhh, we're all still standing, right here…" Nebula announced awkwardly. "Learn to feel some emotion." Mantis sighed. "Learn to be less compassionate…" Nebula snapped…
#02:
Return to the Galaxy… : Outlands.
It was a relatively short walk to find Oppenheimer's main office facility… "Okay, so, we traveled the multiverse, somehow… And now, we're trying to figure out what the inventor of the Atomic Bomb wants with us?" Quill asked, double-checking. "Mainly Sukai the MoonLord." Rocket agreed, "Right." I nodded. "Why are you asking?" Mantis curiously inquired. "Just double-checking…" Quill explained. "This must be his receptionist office." Nebula read the office label, and Drax offered to help. "Let's kick through it!" Drax offered, "No, Drax… We're trying to be peaceful, here…" Mantis retorted. "Drop-kick through it?" Drax asked. "No…" Quill facepalmed in slight frustration… "How about knocking?" I suggested, as I politely knocked on the door. "Hello!" Drax began banging on the door with his fist. "Drax, you were successful…" Mantis used her powers to prevent him from possibly breaking the door down with his knocks. "Ahh, the satisfaction of success…" Drax nodded. "Can I help you?" The receptionist looked up, as she and Oppenheimer noticed my dark, hypnotic, chocolaty brown eyes; and platinum, moonlight-white blonde hair instantly… "Lucky girl…" I mumbled under my breath, even though Oppenheimer and his receptionist weren't in a remotely scandalous position. "Oh, really?" The receptionist and I get off on the wrong foot… "I think she heard you." Quill thought aloud. "Not helping!" I replied, annoyed. "Not lying." He replied causing me to roll my eyes… "Well, which one of you know-it-all, dimwit lab-coats decided to breach our ship, and land us here? Moreover, who wants to deal with Sukai the MoonLord?" I demanded confidently. "And the Legendary Star-Lord, and his team…" Quill added. "And Rocket Raccoon!" Everyone prepared their weapons. "I did, actually." Oppenheimer caught most of the team off-guard… Not me, though, obviously. "For what?" Nebula demanded coldly. "Well, Miss Todd…" Oppenheimer slid his glasses on, as I glanced at the receptionist who quietly went back to her work. "Yes?" I stood back, still aiming my Crescent Moon Wand at-the-ready… "Miss Skye Tsukino…" Oppenheimer was one of the few who knew that name of mine, other than Rocket. "Skye Tsukino?" Quill demanded. "I knew this day would finally come…" He stood closer to me. "As you knew this day would finally come…" Oppenheimer smirked at me, his piercing blue eyes striking a chord in the depths of my soul… "I did?" I lifted an eyebrow, only to feel him pull me into a warm, full-frontal-style hug, where we were chest to chest. "My graduate student!" Oppenheimer hugged me tightly… "Graduate student?" Everyone demanded, aside from Rocket in unison. "It's been ten years since I last saw you… Miss Tsukino." He grinned, tears in his eyes; as he gave a small peck on my right cheek making my blush warm a bit. Jerk! Quill thought quietly watching our interaction closely… "How's the wife doing?" I asked him, shyly. "We're divorced…" Oppenheimer explained, "I wonder why…" Nebula rudely commented. "Nebula, please!" Quill griped. "Ah… Dr. Oppenheimer, this is my team, the Guardians of the Galaxy… And my friend Rocket." I politely introduced my team and Rocket, my closest friend… "Ah, what a fascinating racoon…" Oppenheimer tried to approach Rocket. "Watch it, pal…" Rocket warned him confidently, aiming his gun at him… "I see you and your friend Rocket are quite close… And this is your team, the legendary Guardians of the Galaxy?" He asked us, curiously. "Actually, this is my team…" Quill tried correcting me, "Our team." I snapped. "My team." Quill snapped back. "Not to worry, Miss Tsukino… My team will fix up your team's damaged ship… And you will come with me, and tell me everything about your time with the Guardians!" Oppenheimer seemed so blatantly suspicious and somewhat devious, that it even frustrated Peter…
#03:
A Sip of Soda…
"For now, let's all have a drink…" Oppenheimer gathered my team up, and Rocket suspiciously watched him and his receptionist who reluctantly gave everyone their drinks. Except for me, she gave me a good old fashioned Martinelli's… Everyone else had sips of their soda, a random sweet, satisfying cola drink with a name that begins with Doctor… I'm leaving it, at that. "Hmm…" Rocket smelled the drink, and decided to wait on it. "So, what do you want with me and my team?" I asked him curiously, sipping on the Martinelli's through a straw… "My team…" Quill snapped. "Hmm, this is a good soda!" He thought aloud, enjoying his cola. "It's divine…" Even Nebula enjoyed it… "I'm glad you're all enjoying it." Oppenheimer smirked, slightly deviously at me. "Yea, so, what's your plan?" I asked him more directly as I placed my drink down… "You look thirsty, how about a sip more?" He asked me, flirting hard. "Like you're the first one, who tried that move…" Rocket "accidentally" spilled his drink onto the other side of the desk, making the receptionist frustrated by him. A protective, and loyal friend indeed… "My bad!" He was also an extremely intelligent one… If I might add. "I guess, unlucky lady needs to get a better desk to organize her files." Rocket chuckled confidently. "Nice…" I high-fived Rocket, as I sipped the Martinelli's once again… "Huhh…" Oppenheimer sighed in annoyance. "Well, since you're not telling us jackshit… Let's go ahead and fix our ship, and get my team outta here…." Quill tried to stand up, only to realize… "Huhh?" He gasped, "What was in that soda?" Nebula gasped. "Oh, great!" Rocket griped. "Say it, twice see what happens…" Oppenheimer stood up, as all our team members began fainting. "You son of a bitch…" Quill growled, passing out… "Oh, great…" I retorted ready to go full MoonLord on his unbelievably sexy… Self! "You spiked my apple juice?!" I demanded, steadily fainting. "Let HER GO!" Rocket was ready to shoot Oppenheimer into the next galaxy as he caught me, in his arms, bridal-style… "I can take all of ya nutbrains, in a heartbeat!" Rocket aimed his gun at the henchmen protecting the base. "I wouldn't, if I were you…" The Great Evolutionary suddenly walked in on us, with a newly-made skull mask. "You…" He growled, now ready to get his full revenge. "Hello, 5280 – "Rocket, his name is Rocket…" Oppenheimer corrected The Great Evolutionary. "Right, Rocket Raccoon…" The Skull-Masked Great Evolutionary snapped frigidly. "Let her go…" Rocket growled, "You don't know what I'm capable of…" Rocket warned Oppenheimer. "The rodent is right." The Great Evolutionary agreed rudely… "Is she flicking me off?" He asked, noticing me in my sleep adjusting my hair behind my ear. "No, she's fixin' her hair, genius…" Rocket facepalmed for a millisecond. "But I will…" Rocket gave The Great Evolutionary the bird proudly… "Take them back to their newly refurbished prison cells." The Great Evolutionary ordered Oppenheimer's henchmen. "What are you doing?" He asked them. "They're my henchmen… So, take them back to their newly refurbished prison cells, in their old ship. Now." Oppenheimer got them to do as they were told, including reluctantly capturing Rocket and putting him with the rest of our team back in the somewhat refurbished ship… "Skye! SKYE, I'll be back for you! I PROMISE! And you assholes will regret this…" Rocket shouted to me, though I was deeply passed out. "Sure we will…" The Great Evolutionary snapped, only to see Rocket flick him off, again.
"Alright, we've gotten the trash controlled… What shall we do, with her?" The Great Evolutionary smirked as Oppenheimer found a private place for us to stay… "Miss Moon?" Oppenheimer gazed down at me, as a shimmering tear slid down my cheek sideways… "I have place for her, for now." He replied, confidently. "You mean before we finish the experiments?" The Great Evolutionary asked, double-checking. "Yes, I mean before the experiments… Why would you ask?" He demanded in confusion. "I'm just double-checking…" Great Evolutionary replied. "You intergalactic types…" Oppenheimer griped, "I can say the same about you earthlings…" He retorted. Clearly, this combo isn't the best collaboration… Ehh? 😉 😉 😉
And, as Oppenheimer gently carried me into his car, and drove me to his lonesome house… Where he gently placed me onto the couch. "Do you remember anything?" He asked me, thinking aloud as he gazed down at me, sleeping comfortably… Which means it's FLASSSHBACK TTTIIIIIIME!:
Flashback Sequence #01:
It was ten years ago, exactly… I was just a child. A 16-year-old, I had a crush on my professor, Professor Dr. J. Robert Oppenheimer… One night, he invited me to see the stars. He was married, at the time. I went into the room, I thought it was going to an observatory… I was wrong… "She's sedated…" I heard his voice speaking to someone else in the room. "It's uncanny, her powers are so strong yet uncontrolled…" The Great Evolutionary thought aloud… "It's going to be okay, Skye…" Oppenheimer held my hand as I felt the sharp needles sliding into my arms; and the breathing mask cover my mouth. "Huhh, huhh…" I steadily felt more sedated on the experiment bed… "Now, to see where her true power lies…" Evolutionary smirked, in his original mask, as he opened my eyes only for the two men and the other experiments to fall backwards; at the sight of other dimensional creatures of the spiritual, demonic nature coming flying at them… "These beasts?!" Oppenheimer dodged them, as they protected me and bit his wrist to the point it drew blood… "Ahhhh!" One of the beasts protecting me, shrieked feeling the sedation and was taken away as a part of the machine they were building… "Skye, it's okay!" Robert realized I was violently vibrantly in pain, as my powers took over me. "Professor Oppenheimer…" I whispered, not noticing my own powers bursting throughout the room forcing Evolutionary to the ground as the beasts slid back into my soul through my vibrating eyes… "Skye, no, no…" He gasped, realizing my heart rate had gone down drastically. "She's dying…" He felt tears in his eyes… "She's a student for our experiments!" Evolutionary retorted. "Then, you'll want her alive!" Robert shouted, as he did compressions on me; and slid my mouth open gently… "Hmm?" I blushed feeling him passionately breathing life back into my body. My powers were accelerating in their strength, as we kissed a bit more… "Hmm…" I felt my hand instinctively slide through the back of his hair, causing his hat to fall off; and my marvelous powers held Evolutionary is an electrocuting grip for a few moments. "That's enough…" Evolutionary snapped, as Robert reluctantly broke our kiss; and I passed out, again… "We'll put her, and her protector in the machine, tomorrow night." Evolutionary explained calmly. "And, I suggest you wait until she's a little older, Professor." Evolutionary, did at one point, make a good point… Just one good point. Which is not something, this asshole is typically known for.
FLASHBACK SEQUENCE #01 ENDS!
I still remember those haunted memories, as it were… "Huhh, huhh…" I yawned, still fast asleep. "I love you, Peter…" I whispered feeling Oppenheimer's warm hands on my wrist. "Shh…" He whispered kissing my knuckles and allowing me to sleep on his couch… A few hours later, I awakened. "Huahh-hmm…" I yawned, stretching my arms only to notice I was attached to an experimental bed chamber, again… "Not again…" I somberly thought aloud. "Skye, I'm sorry…" Oppenheimer stood in front of me. "You're gonna put me back in the machine?" I asked him coldly… "I have to," He began. "What satisfaction would this bring?" I demanded, frustrated by this circumstance… "Show you something…" Oppenheimer surprised me, as he freed me from the experimental chamber, and I realized I was in my old school uniform. "Let's go." Robert took my hand, and we walked sneakily past the guards… "Your friends are safe…" He whispered to me. "Good to know." I thought aloud, "Shh…" Robert whispered to me, in a seductive tone. "This way." He guided me quietly, to the room where the machine I was once experimented was… "Huhh?" I gasped, in shock as Robert used his ID card to let us in; and close the door. It was so obviously a trap!
TO BE CONTINUED, BITCHES!