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Earth,
"I miss grandpa Washington. He was so fun to be around," Jean Grey sighed while sitting nearby her boyfriend.
Scott could not say the sa, he always felt like he was on a radar nearby Hector. Like if he ever mistreated Jean, then he'd get slapped to death. "I can't help but feel relaxed."
"Of course you do, now there is nobody to scold you for mistreating . *Sigh* Even professor Moony always scolded you. I miss hugging him,"
Scott hugged her instead, "Well, I am always here for you,"
"Great, let's go bowling then. I heard a new mall opened nearby and it sells the best ice cream." She dragged Scott away. The boy was hoping to spend the evening with her. They were 23 already and pretty close to each other.
*Sigh* "You've never been able to hit anything other than a gutter all these years, why do you think you can do it now?"
She pouted, "Hey, you should be cheering up your hot girlfriend, not demoralising her. Hmph... your punishnt, I am bringing Ororo along."
"I hate my mouth," he silently followed her. Scott had had a harsh past, his mind was ssed up due to manipulation by Mister Sinister. He had gotten so of his mories back but it was not enough to make him feel at ease. Being beside Jean was his escape, her cheerful personality was heartwarming.
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Sovereign had posted the job on all rcenary and assassin interfaces across the Galaxy. Heck, they were ready to even hire soone like Thanos, but the guy was out of their budget.
However, as the job suddenly beca inaccessible, with the word "Completed" below it, this took the Galaxy by storm. They tried to find out who did it, and soon the Ravagers learned that Yondu's clan had taken the job.
However, for so reason, instead of Yondu's clan, the na reads Freedom Clan. It made the Ravagers alert, sothing fishy was going on.
So, the Ravagers interface had a new ssage, "Ravagers et at Contraxia,"
The et up was set 3 months from now.
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Freedom One,
The ship was on its journey back to the Androda Galaxy and then to the Sovereign planets. The mood of the party was still going strong. There was a whole area that could be turned into a party hall with the press of a button. A bar would appear, the lights would change and heck, there was Earth's rock and roll music. Hector had tried his best to find nice music in space but nothing hit the spot.
The food too was bland, there were no spices like on Earth. Everything felt artificial to taste. Hector decided he would later beco serious about his plan to sell products from Earth in space. He was Washington, after all, and he owned too much land.
anwhile, Hector and his lieutenants sat together in the President's room, around a table, playing cards. He made these as space didn't have them, or at least the ones like Earth. They were drinking and playing bluff.
"Moony, check," Hector called.
Moony's tail fell in defeat, he asked in barks, ~How do you all catch every ti?~
"Bwahaha... boy, you're too innocent for this ga. You got no control on your tail, whenever you are lying, your tail stands straight in nervousness and whenever you are not lying, your tail wags madly, in the expectation that soone would check your cards." Hector explained his flaws.
At that, Moony looked at his own tail in anger, he growled at it, as if telling it to calm down or he'd bite it off.
"Then how the heck am I so bad at it, I got no tail?" Yondu questioned.
Logan scoffed, "You're just bad at it. You have no idea how to sense truth and lies, no wonder you were living in poverty all this ti,"
"Fuck you, Terran dweller. You co from a planet that has not even left its solar system yet. You have no idea how hard it is to earn money in space," Yondu barked.
Adam Warlock, who was by far the best player today because of being dead inside, spoke, "Did you not make 20 million credits in 4 days? Statistically, that is more than 90 per cent of what any person or organisation earns in the Galaxy."
"I WON AGAIN!" Peter Quill chirped all of a sudden. Nobody was going harsh on him anyway.
"I hate this ga," Yondu quit.
Hector nodded and put the cards away, it was ti to talk to them and bond a little. He put a bottle of fine whiskey on the table. "All right, let's toast for the future, for more money. Yondu, don't worry, son, once our business does well, you will be swimming in money."
"You don't even treat with respect, I am just a joke to you," Yondu barked.
Hector sighed, "I know, and I am not apologetic, that's because I do it knowingly. I am not forcing you to do anything, I want you to one day beco good on your own. And as far as I know, respect is earned. The clan didn't respect before, now they do because I showed them money. I completed a job that would have taken many clans to co together."
Yondu cald down and thought about himself. "That's all I've known my whole life. I've been fighting for as long as I can rember."
Logan gulped a whole glass of whiskey, "Sa here, bub. Been fighting since the day I was born. Fell in love, each ti the lover got killed. All because so bastard was controlling my life secretly. Old man Prez here helped ,"
"My mom died... she was all I had," Peter also added, becoming sad. He was given so space fruit juice to drink though.
"I am a being made to be perfect, yet I don't have a soul," Adam said.
Hector patted Yondu's shoulder, "Everyone here is a broken man, Yondu. All I say is, yes, your anger is justified, but for how long? One should never let their misery and anger control them. I tried to kill myself once, but this cloudy boy here saved ,"
"Woof!" Moony barked lovingly and jumped to Hector to lick his face.
Yondu looked at their faces one after another. He had never sat down with anyone and shared or heard stories. Everyone had a story, he was reminded today, and most didn't have a happy one.
He decided to tell them about his past to see how they reacted, "When I was small, my family lived in extre poverty. It was a rare occurrence to get food in 3 days. So my mother and father sold to the Kree Empire as a slave. I was a Kree battle slave for twenty years, fought as cannon fodder for them in different worlds until Stakar Ogord freed . He offered a place with the Ravagers."
Yondu poured another drink and gulped it all at once. His eyes looked hollow in that instant, he was emotionally vulnerable, "Those days killed my innocence. Those days taught that the world is hell. They taught that being evil is the best way to live. I fought to live, I fought to eat, I fought to continue to breathe, and that's all I've known my whole life.
"It ain't easy to just stop living a life one has been for all one can rember. President, I admire folks like you, no matter how much I hate you. In a universe full of guys like , people like you and Stakar are a ray of hope among the darkened hopeless hearts of kids like ."
Yondu turned his face and glanced at Peter, the boy had fallen asleep on the table. ~Perhaps, I can be his Stakar by choosing not to send him to that freak,~
Hector looked into Yondu's eyes and silently nodded, ~Yes, he's not a bad man from the heart. I was right, it seems,~
"Good, then I have a job for you, Yondu. You are to be the permanent trainer of Peter from now on. You will teach him how to survive in space, how to fight in space." He ordered.
Yondu rejected, "You want to be a babysitter? Like in hell I would agree,"
"It's an order,"
"Who are you to order ? I am the captain..."
Hector grinned, "I am the President."
"So what,"
"You get a bonus of five thousand credits each month,"
Yondu paused for a second, then blurted while slapping the table, "Where do I sign?"
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