Author's Note: Happy New Year. To start off this hope-fully good year, I've taken the liberty of uploading the first chapter of this as well as some other Marvel/Disney Channel shows. I hope I did it well.

For this fanfic, I have included Howard the Duck simply because it works too well. I don't know too much about Howard, but I'm certainly doing my best. I hope you like it.

Any and all comments are welcome.

It was the trial of the year hosted on planet Xandar. The highest-ranking members of the Nova Corps council assembled to witness this event with their leader, Nova Prime, acting as its judge. This humanoid woman cleared her throat.

"Bring forth the accused."

The doors opened and several Nova Corps officers walked inside in a group. They huddled together as they approached the Nova Corps table. Nove Prime motioned for them to move, and they did. They stepped aside revealing who they were surrounding, a white duck alien with a red suit on. He was about leg high and his wrists were bound in energy cuffs.

"Aw, all this for me?" the duck asked. "And here, I thought you didn't like me."

"Silence, criminal!" snapped one Nova Corps commander. "You're here to…"

"Stand down, Saal." Nova Prime said. She picked up a stack of papers and looked over them as she began the trial. "Howard the Duck, you stand here accused of a numerous amount of crimes, some of which include theft, sabotage, trespassing, bribery, illegal arms smuggling, not wearing shoes…"

"That's illegal?" Howard asked.

"It is on planet Aphius where you were. You've committed several different crimes across the galaxy, Howard."

"Now, hold on." Howard said. "Ain't this supposed to be a fair trial? After all, I am innocent until proven guilty."

"You're already proven guilty." Nova Prime said. "This is more of a sentencing hearing. Your current sentence is a century in prison."

"What?" Howard asked nervously. "Come on, guys. I know I'm not exactly an angel, but I can't be that bad, can't I? It's just some harmless gigs."

"Most of those 'gigs' costed millions of people their lives. All of that could have been avoided if you had thought about others instead of just yourself."

"Hey, don't blame me. Blame my upbringing. I'm constantly surrounded by the worst of the worst kind of criminals."

"If that's the case, maybe you can earn some leniency off of your sentence. If you can name some of these criminals you've associated with and tell us where to find them, I'm sure we can take some time off."

Howard shrugged. "Sorry, Primy, but I'm a duck, not a canary."

"So be it then." Nova Prime said. "By my authority, I sentence Howard the Duck to spend one hundred years in the Kiln. Take him away."

A Nova officer nodded and proceeded to lead Howard out of the courthouse.

Howard was taken from Xandar and put on the nearest Nova ship. He was placed in a glass cylinder container right behind of the officer who was piloting the aircraft. Howard slouched back at scoffed at his helmeted courier.

"You know, you might as well just kiss your badge goodbye."

"Oh?" the Nova officer asked. "And why is that?"

"Because I'll be out of this ship before we even get to the Kiln." Howard said casually. "And when I do, your fellow Nova guys will fire your tail."

The Nova officer smirked before removing his helmet. "Oh, I don't have to worry about that. Because you're not going to the Kiln at all."

Howard was taken by surprise at that statement. He took a couple of small steps closer to see his captor who turned his head. He widened his eyes seeing the symbol that looked like an upside-down triangle with a crown inside. The symbol was imprinted on the man's cheek.

"Hang on. I know that symbol…" Howard gasped. "You work for the Collector!"

"That's right." The fake officer said. "Once he heard you were arrested, he sent me to pick you up. As the last of your kind after your planet was destroyed, he figured you'd make a lovely addition to his collection."

"I ain't gonna be some old man's zoo exhibit." Howard growled. "When I get out of here, I'll…" He suddenly gasped and grunted falling on his knees. The agent began to worry after Howard clutched his left arm. Howard gave out a strained breath before falling to his side.

"Wait. Are you having a…" The agent gasped. He activated the autopilot and went on over to the cage. He opened it up and knelt over him. "Oh, no. The Collector wants you alive. If I turn you over to him after you had a heart attack…"

"DID SOMEONE SAY ATTACK?!" Howard yelled out suddenly recovering. He sent a strong kick to the agent's face and rolled out of the cage before closing it. He snickered seeing their roles reversed. "Looks like the shoe's on the other foot… if I wore shoes."

"You tricked me." The agent yelled.

"You just now figured that out?" Howard asked. "It astounds me how the Collector got you on his payroll. Now, what to do with you…"

Minutes later, Howard pushed the glass cage into the empty hanger. He left the room with his former captor still inside before sealing the door shut. One flip of the switch later, and the hanger door opened. The agent yelled as the cage he was in suddenly flew right out of the ship. Once he was sure he was gone, Howard closed the hanger door and moved onto the control panel.

"Well, that oughta take care of that nuisance. Now, what can I do? If the Nova Corps catch me, they'll double my sentence. But if the Collector finds me, he's gonna lock me in a box. Either way, I ain't anybody's captive. I've gotta hide somewhere until the heat dies down."

Howard pulled out a galactic map and combed through it. With the hologram projected right in front of him, he scrolled through one planet after another with his finger. So far, none of them seemed like a good hiding spot for him. That is, until his eyes caught wind of one planet.

"Hello. What's this?" He clicked on the green and blue planet and looked at the facts. "'Terra, also known as Earth. A low-tech planet made up of earth and water. The peculiar thing about this planet is that it is populated by… anthropomorphic ducks'?" Howard laughed. "This is perfect! This Earthlings look exactly like the people back on my planet! All I gotta do is lay low on this planet and blend with the locals! Easy, peasy."

Howard changed the ship's planned coordinates and set off the hyperdrive. The vessel was shot through space at light speed heading towards Earth.

The computer said they were nearly close to their destination. Howard slouched back at the pilot chair relaxing his hands behind his head. He sighed in relief.

"Just a few minutes until I land on that dirt ball. Man, I wonder what I'm gonna do when I get there. Maybe I can be a dancer. Or perhaps an educator. Or I can get back to pulling my get-rich-quick schemes. Either way, this little Earth adventure is going to be smooth sailing from…"

Howard was interrupted when the hyperdrive ended and everything came into clarity. He saw the Earth all right, but he panicked when he saw what was right in between them. It was the Earth's moon. He yelled out in surprise frantically grasping at the control system. He pulled up as quickly and hard as he could, but it was too late. The ship couldn't pull up in time.

CRASH!

Howard barely woke up with pieces of broken debris around him. He started to groan, but stopped involuntarily. That's when he noticed the thin air coming from the moon outside. He struggled for breath looking around the broken ship. Thankfully, he found a helmet with an oxygen supply at its collar. He slipped it on and finally managed to breathe.

"Oh, that was a close one." Howard said in relief. He hopped on the low gravity landing outside of the crashed ship. He fixed his eyes on the blue and green planet above him. "Oh, come on! I'm so close too! What else can go wrong?" His question was answered when a large, dark-green, beetle-like alien with three red eyes broke out of the ground. It spat acid and quickly began to tear the remains of his ship apart. "Never mind."

Howard steered clear of the giant moon bug and hopped along the empty moon plains. His frustration echoed through his mind growing bigger at the planet above. He growled as he couldn't keep the situation out of his head.

"Well, this is a fine predicament. I run from the law and the biggest crime lord in the galaxy, I crash my ship right next to a planet that's full of people who look like me, and my only companion is a acid-spitting moon bug! ANYTHING ELSE WANT TO GET ME?!"

Suddenly, a webbed foot made of metal landed right on top of Howard cracking the glass in his helmet. He began gasping for breath again. Right above him was the owner of that metal foot, who yelled out in surprise at who she stepped on.

"Oh, I'm sorry! I couldn't control where I was landing! Hold on! I got ya!"

This mysterious woman pulled out a stick of gum and removed Howard's helmet. She put the gum in his mouth. The more he chewed, the better he saw. Right in front of him was a long-haired, female duck wearing an old pilot uniform and a blue scarf. That was the first thing Howard observed. The next was the terrible flavor that filled his mouth.

"OH, MAN! What is this stuff?" Howard asked. "And how am I breathing?"

"It's Oxychew." The girl duck explained. "It provides oxygen, nutrition, and water for us who need to breathe. Unfortunately, the nutjob who made it only made it black licorice, which tastes terrible." She smiled seeing Howard in front of him. "Wow. I can't believe it. There's actually someone else here! Thank goodness you came! I've been stranded here for I don't know how many years!"

"Stranded?" Howard asked trying to get used to the nasty taste.

"Yeah. I kinda crashed here after accidentally flying my new rocket into a cosmic storm." She said embarrassingly. "But that doesn't matter! Now, where's your ship?"

"My ship?"

"Yeah. I saw another ship descend onto the moon. That's why I'm all the way out here. So where is it?"

Howard sighed. "Try the belly of a big moon bug."

The girl's eye twitched before groaning in total frustration. "Seriously?! That dumb bug has been messing around with my plans for years! And now, you're trapped here too!"

"Hey, I'm not happy about it either, tin toes. Tell me you at least have your own plan on getting off this rock."

"As a matter of fact, I do. I've been trying to rebuild the rocket that brought me here in the first place, and I'm so close to finishing it too. I could use a hand."

Howard shrugged before following the other duck. "Well, might as well. By the way, I'm Howard."

"Well, nice to meet you, Howard. My name is Della Duck."