StarLord's Moon.by MrAquinoChapters1988A-HolesRavagers in Process1988Take my hand... Peter Mom? No! No! No! No! Mom! No! Come with me, No! No! You've got to stay here. Please. No!... MOM!!! The young boy screamed as he woke up. Peter Jason Quill remembered it in a flash: him mom died in front of him, running out of the hospital, and a bright light took him. He looked around him, seeing that he wasn't in his room at home anymore, nor a cloud-looking place, but a very cold and metallic cell with a very dim blue light. Looking at himself, he had all his clothes on, but his walkman and headphones were missing. A low 'Clip-Clop' was heard, matching those of a horse back home, followed by a low 'Eep!', with a thud. Peter panicked, crawling back and had his back on the wall. Though it was dark, he picked up the closest thing next to him: a pair of glasses that were comically large. "S-Stay back!" he threatened, but unsure what to do with the glasses. "I-I-I will fight!" "Pl-Please," the voice of a girl replied "I-I-I don't want to be hurt!" A pause went between the two, with the only sound being a low hum and their own heavy breathing. Peter wasn't a bad kid; him mother told him that he had his father in him, despite not knowing what his father actually did nor looked liked. He slowly stood up. "You... you still there?" "...Yeah." "Who are you?" "I'm... I'm Moondancer." "Moondancer? That sounds fake." "Well, what's yours?" "Peter... Peter Jason Quill." "... That sounds fake." "Who are you to judge? That's what my parents named me." "And Moondancer is the name MY parents gave me." Another pause, followed by a chuckle between both kids. Peter took a few steps forward, followed by Moondancer, who had the clip-clop noise from horses, both headed to the dim blue light in the middle. "Do... do you remember what happened to you?" Moondancer stopped. "I... I don't, actually." He stopped "What do you mean?" "Well... I remember vaguely, but... everything is... I can't recall." "Can you try?" A pause came between the two. "I... I remember a party... I was sad, actually. I ran back home, crying. A bright light came... and I'm here." "...That was very vague." "What about you?" "... My mom... she... she died." A long pause came between the two. Moondancer's clip-clopping was heard, approaching. "Peter... Um... I... I-" "Don't. Please, I... I just need-" he began to tear up. "I just... I should've-!" He felt a force around him, lunging him to the blue light to what looked liked an animal in the middle. Instead of hitting the wall, he fell to his knees as he landed at the animal, feeling warm fur on his face, as well as two large cylinders on his back, feeling as if he was being hugged. "It's okay, Peter. Let it out." Moondancer's near, calm voice spoke, along with her heart thumping. Peter then realized that Moondancer wasn't like him, but something else, but due to warmness of her fur, and the feeling of being hugged, Peter cried hard, burying his face into Moondancer's fur as she hugged him in a warm embrace. After a good time of crying, Peter, though sniffling and rubbing his eyes, stood up. "Th-thank you." "It's alright, Peter. Hey, are those my glasses?" Peter finished rubbing his eyes, seeing something that immediately made him groan: Moondancer was, in fact, a light yellow unicorn with a red mane with a light & dark shade of purple stripes, and had a mark on both flanks that was a crescent moon with three stars around it. "Oh great! I cried with a life size 'My Little Pony'!" Moondancer tilted her head to the right "...My little Pony?" She looked at herself "Well, I am a pony, a unicorn pony to be exact, but I don't see anything wrong with-" "Of all the things I could've been with, I got stuck with a real life baby horse girl toy!" "Hey! I am not a baby! I'm 10 years old." "Should I be impressed? Because I'm 11." He felt himself levitated from the floor and noticed an almost invisible, white aura around him. "Hey! What the-!?" He was turned upside down, then turned around to see Moondancer was lifting him, her horn glowing with the same aura. "Hey! How are you doing that!?" "Magic. Now, I'll take that." The glasses came out of Peter's hand. Peter watched as the glasses landed on Moondancer's muzzle, making her look more like a nerd. She was brought closer to her face "Now... what in Equestria are you?" Despite being upside down, Peter crossed his arms. "I'm a human, pony." "A human? ... Never heard of your kind." "What!? Oh, that's strange, because I certainly know what you are!" "True, but, from what I can tell, I'm a lot more powerful than you." "I beg to differ." "Oh yeah? How?" Using a tactic he used on his friends cats & dogs, Peter extended his right finger out and poked Moondancer on her nose. It worked: Moondancer's horn stopped it's aura, dropping Peter, as she made a weird face, placing her front hooves on her muzzle while blushing. "Ha! It worked!" "Wha-What did you do? What happened!?" "And now, my second trick!" Using his left hand, Peter began to scratch behind Moondancer's right ear. Moondancer gasped, but her eyes drooped in relaxation, making her lay down on the floor, moaning to herself. "Oh... that feels... good~." Peter couldn't help but laugh at this; sure she was a pony straight from a stupid kid's show, but not only was she different, by not only having a brain, but that she acted like more like a dog. Curious, Peter stopped scratching behind Moondancer's ear, and began to rub her belly. She squeed as he did this, followed by a huge load of both her giggling and squirming. Peter laughed with her; he may had the worst day of his life, but inside, he knew, even with the worst of times, they were going to be together. Sure, he may be having fun with something that only a girl would like, and with no one was watching, he didn't mind anymore. Unbeknownst to either of them, they were being watched. Watching them through a live recording in their cell was Yondu Udonta, the leader of a group of mercenaries called "The Ravagers". He sat in his chair, wearing a red jacket that had the Ravager's logo (a fireball) on it. He looked like a full grown human male, but two things said he wasn't: the first was obviously his blue skin, and the second was his low, red metallic mohawk popping out of his skull. One of the ravagers approached behind him. "Sir," he spoke in a raspy voice "Shall we drop the two off at their home?" "Nah," Yondu replied with a wicked smile. "that guy's a jackass." "Wha-!? But sir-" "He ain't gonna do anything. 'Sides, I think this boy has potential. And that thing he's with... I think she's going to be a great asset." "But... what is she?" "I don't give a damn on what she was, only that she becomes a Ravager like us. Plus, I ain't gonna lie, they're cute... especially her." On Camera, both Peter and Moondancer slept on the floor. "Heh... such cuties." Author's Note Join in the next chapter as Moondancer & Peter Quill (Soon to be called "Starlord") as they train with Yondu to become Ravagers. A-HolesThe door to Peter and Moondancer's cell opened, awaking and blinding the two. They saw silhouettes of other people, but couldn't tell as they were dragged out of their dark room into a much larger, and brighter, room. Peter was dragged by his arms, and Moondancer was dragged by her mane, and both, though in pain, slowly regained their vision. They were both dropped in the middle of the room, both rubbing their eyes and gasped at the sight. "Aliens!" Peter and Moondancer gasped in unison. All around them, aliens stood around them, varying in shapes & colors. As far as they could tell, they were surrounded by men, all wearing leather red jackets with a fireball on it. The aliens laughed at their comment, but stopped as a particular set of steps was heard. Many of the aliens stepped aside as Yondu came in with a noticeable smirk. "Well, well, well," he spoke "Lookey what we got 'ere; two little girls." "Girl!?" Peter yelled in anger, standing up. "I'm not a girl! I'm a boy!" "Heh, you sure? You both sounded like you had fun in there cell of yours." Moondancer stood up and stepped to Peter's side. "L-l-look," she stammered "W-we don't where we are a-a-and what's-" "I wanna go home!" Peter interrupted "I don't care who you are, but I'm getting out of here!" Yondu chuckled, followed by the others around him "Think you can get out like that?" He asked. "And you're gonna leave without this?" He held up a backpack. Peter gasped at the sight and ran for it, only to be held back by one of the aliens. "Give that back!" "Oh, in a while. Let's see what we got here." Yondu opened the backpack and pulled out some junk. "Ooh! A cute little girl toy." "That's from some girl at school!" "Hm... a primitive device." "That's my Walkman!" "A walk man? It ain't no man." He dropped it, breaking the device "Nor does it walk." "You bast-!" Yondu pulled out a wrapped gift. "Oh! A present for me? Ah, you shouldn't." He began to slowly tear up the wrapped gift. Pater let out a furious yell, stomping on the alien's foot hard. The alien released Quill, wincing in pain, and Peter ran to Yondu, delivering a punch... below his belt. Yondu, fell to the floor, wheezing, as Peter took his backpack and stuff back with him. He turned to run away, but saw himself surrounded by the aliens. Yondu grunted to himself, grabbing Peter by his cheeks with his right hand and held a knife with the other. "Boy! You have now just PISSED ME OFF!!!" He held the knife to Peter's face. "Y'know, my boys ain't ever had Terran before, and you look mighty tasty. Maybe we should have finger fillets first, followed by-" Moondancer rushed to Peter, biting Yondu's left hand. Yondu winced in pain, dropping the knife and letting Peter go. Moondancer quickly released Yondu, but picked up the knife with the aura around her horn, holding it to Yondu's throat. "Back off!" Moondancer demanded "You don't hurt anybody else like that, especially Peter! He's already lost his mom, and I have no memory of my home, so why don't you back off before I-!" Yondu's mohawk glowed red as he let out a whistle. As fast as a flash, an arrow came from his belt and levitated itself inbetween Moondancer's eyes, also having a red aura, though only at the back end. The filly sweated hard, taking a few steps back as the arrow slowly followed her. Yondu stood up, laughing maniacally. "Heh! You two stepped up to me like it was nothing, and only now do you fear me. Allow me to introduce myself; The name's Yondu Udonta, and the two of you are the newest members of my fair group, the Ravagers. You will look like us, talk like us, look out for each other like brothers, and, above all else, respect my authority. We clear?" Both Moondancer and Quill nodded. "Good!" Another whistle and the arrow returned to Yondu. "Tomorrow, y'er both gonna start your training. As of now... well... I think you're both used to being in the cell. Hopefully, you'll be able to pilot some of the other ships we have onboard." Both Quill and Moondancer were thrown back into their cell, followed by two bowls of glop sliding in near them. "Enjoy your meal." One of the Ravagers taunted before slamming the door. The sound outside died, and the two were alone again. Peter sniffled again, holding the broken Walkman in his hands. Moondancer approached to Quill, sitting next to him. "Quill?" she asked "Hey, don't be sad. It's just an object; it was gonna break sooner or later." "...No." Quill wept "This... this was the very last thing my mom gave to me... before she... well-." "Oh. I'm sorry. ...What does it do?" "... It used to play music... awesome songs from epic singers & bands that my mom introduced me to. But... as you can see... it's garbage, as you said." "I never said-! Oh... never mind. And your present?" "Also from my mom." "Right. Have a dad?" "... No. My told me he walked out on us some time when I was young... asshole." "...Asshole?" "It's a term used where I came from. There's a lot you're gonna learn." "I'd like that. Can I see your Walkman?" "Knock yourself out." Peter handed her his broken walkman, picking up the bowl of what was soup and took a sip. He spat it out! "UGH!!! It tastes like shit!" He turned around, seeing Moondancer hold the broken Walkman in her aura. "What are you doing?" "Fixing it." "Fixing it? Look, I don't know anything about you, or the magical world you may have came in Ponyworld, but there's no way you can fix something that's advanced as-" "Fixed!" She gave the Walkman to Quill. "Go on, test it out!" Peter rolled his eyes, turning on the device while putting on his headphones "Fine, but I know for a fact that it's not gonna-" The device was fixed. Clear music came from the headphones; in fact, the music sounded much better than before. Peter turned to Moondancer, who had what he called a Shit-Eating Grin. "Moondancer... how did-" "Magic. Just fixed the device altogether, plus, a spell was casted to make sure that both your Walkman is both extremely durable, never needed to charge, and the device inside to not wear down or scramble. Of course, this coming from a unicorn from a 'stupid kid's show'." Peter stared at Moondancer, still with the grin. "... Moondancer... I'm sorry for what I said... and I wanna thank you for standing up to the Asshole... and fixing my Walkman." "Hey, I know I'm gonna have to help you out here, as we're stuck here for a while." "Oh... right. Do... do you think we'll be stuck here, forever?" "With you... I can deal with it." "And I suppose I shall with you. But... do you think I should give myself a new name?" "...A new name?" "Well, not a new name, but a title of some sort." Moondancer shrugged her shoulders like a human would. "Sure, why not. What do you have in mind?" Though he didn't want to say it was from his mother again, Peter said the name. "StarLord." Moondancer stared for a bit, but smiled. "Now THAT is a name!" Peter smiled back, hugging Moondancer. "Then it's settled! Watch out, Galaxy, StarLord is here!" "Along with Moondancer." Her horn glowed as she was about to drink the soup they received. Peter stopped her. "Don't drink the soup. Trust me, the soup is a lie." Through their actions, they became siblings to each other, and though hardships & adventures await them, they'll be together. Author's Note The song is part of the Soundtrack, but was used in a deleted scene. Ravagers in ProcessBoth Starlord and Moondancer, as they said to each other, watched each other's backs. Years seem to become like days for the two, but, through some course of actions, their kidnappers, strange enough, sorta became like a family to them. They didn't say it, but Yondu sorta became their father figure... a father figure who would be pissed off and try to kill you if you didn't follow his rules, sort of father. Of course, it was a surprise for the two to learn that they were going to become ravagers themselves. Both Starlord and Moondancer sat in their cell together, eating a meal that wasn't, as Peter called, 'Shit soup'. For a lack of better words, they had what was space chicken & vegetables. Moondancer once had a taste of meat before, and hated both the taste & was morally questioning why anybody would eat something that was alive. Peter joked that vegetable were alive, but the two had a shared agreement where Peter would eat the meat and Moondancer would eat the vegetables. They were both enjoying their meal, but the door opened with Yondu in the doorway. They both stood up and backed up. "Aw, what's the matter?" Yondu mocked "Thinking we're gonna eat ya?" "Y-yes." Peter answered. Yondu cackled. "Aw, that ain't happening... now until I say so. I think ya'll are gonna enjoy being part of this family." "...Family?" Moondancer asked, turning to Quill. He shrugged. "Come on. I think yer gonna enjoy this." Hesitantly, they both followed Yondu across the ship. "So, you don't know much about us, don't you?" "Other than you took me from my home." Peter replied sarcastically. "Yeah, other than that?" "No, mister." "Why are we following you?" Moondancer asked "Is there some sort of purpose, or do you just want us to follow you?" "A little bit of both." Yondu replied. He turned to the two. "You both have guts, but you'll show your guts if you don't know how to use your brain." "I use mine more than him." "Hey!" Peter spoke. Yondu chuckled, ruffling Moondancer's mane. "I'm sure you do," he spoke "but not like that. If you wanna survive here, well... this is where the fun begins." "...Fun?" They both asked in unison. "I see real potential in you two. Potential to become Ravagers, like me." Both of their eyes widened, turned to each other, then back to Yondu. "Surprised? We may not have the greatest start, but I'm sure we can get behind that and become one, large, happy family. So, what do ya say? Want to become Ravagers?" "...What if we don't accept?" Moondancer asked with skepticism. Yondu let out another cackle and pointed to the window. The window showed space; nearly pitchblack, but littered with stars. "See that? Space. We're at least lightyears away from another planet with air, zero gravity around, and no one to hear you scream. Tell me: How long can you hold your breath?" Both Peter and Moondancer immediately knew what he meant. "Ready to join?" They both nodded their heads. "Good. Training's begins now. Don't die on me." "DIE!?!?!?" Both kids shouted in unison. Some other Ravagers came and dragged the two away from Yondu, to other segments in the ship that both have yet to see. No doubt that this was going to be tough, but strangely, they were ready. Combat. Both stood in front of another Ravager, but with the cameras on them, they knew that Yondu was watching them. "Alright," the Ravager began "I saw how you fought against Yondu, and that was a weak display from both of you." "What do you expect!?" Peter replied "I'm just a kid." "Ha! When I was your age, I already killed my brothers in a fist fight!" Both Peter and Moondancer stared. "...I doubt that." Moondancer commented. "What do you mean!? I'm-" "'Sup bro." Another Ravager passed, looking like their instructor. "...That's someone else." their teacher spoke "Sure~." Moondancer replied in a sarcastic tone. "Oh, think you're right? Alright, punch me in the face! A good whack across my cheek." He bowed to them and extened his cheek. "Go on! One punch is all." Moondancer turned to Quill. He nodded. Rather than standing on her hindlegs and deliver a punch with her forelegs, Moondancer turned around and bucked their instructor in the face. He was immediately knocked unconscious. "...I think you over did it." Peter commented "Eh, he was asking for it." Moondancer replied. The other Ravager came back and examined the unconscious one. "Oh great, should've known." He commented, turning to Moondancer. "Your work?" "Yeah." "...Good job. But what about your front legs?" "I can barely balance on my hind legs. Peter can tell you." The Ravager turned to Quill. He shrugged. "She's a terrible dancer." He answered. "...Eh, I guess we'll have to find some boots that can help you balance on your hind legs." The Ravager spoke. "Luckily, I'm one of the researchers upon this vessel, so I can develop something for you. What about you, Peter? Can you fight?" "...Kinda. He was suppose to train us how to fight, but... y'know." "He deserved it then; he's always been a jackass. Guess I'll teach you a thing or two until he gets up." "Fair enough." Peter picked up his fists and readied himself for his training. Moondancer, however, conjured a notebook & quill and took notes. While most of the Ravagers took note on this small detail, most wondering how she was doing, to which she replied with "Magic". When asked if she can bring other stuff, she shrugged, saying "I only know this". The cameras didn't lie. Weapons Their same trainer from last time held an ice pack over his head, though his right eye had a noticeable bruise. They stood in what looked liked another training area, but with targets at the end of the hallway. "Alright," he spoke with an annoyed sigh. "since my... brother... is your trainer in physical combat, I guess I can work with you on something that's just as important." "And what's that?" Moondancer asked with a smug "Healing a Boo-boo?" Peter couldn't help but laugh at Moondancer's joke. The Ravager let out a long, deep breath. "No... that's not it. It's how to use a weapon." He held up a weird pistol. "More specifically, the Quad Blaster." "Quad Blaster?" Both Peter and Moondancer asked. "Yep. Every Ravager's favorite side arm, with the exception of Yondu's Yaka Arrow." "...Why does it only have two ends?" Peter asked "For something called 'Quad Blaster', I expected there to be four ends." "And are there more weapons?" Moondancer added. "Yes and shut up!" Their teacher replied to Moondancer, then to Peter. "This is called a Quad blaster because the most talented of people can use both ends of these at the same time while dual wielding it." "...So, why isn't it called a Di Blaster?" Moondancer asked. The teacher face palmed himself. "Dual wielding guns, eh?" Peter asked "So these guys were like the best cowboys and outlaws ever?" "Sure, if that'll make you happy." "Maybe I can do it." "Ha! You!? A kid! That's ridiculous! It takes years of practice to master dual wielding!" "It can't hurt to try." Their teacher cackled as he gave Peter two of the Quad blasters. "Go on, give it a try! 10 credits say that you can't hit that-" Peter fired two blasts at the same time and disintegrated one of the target's heads. Moondancer sat on her haunches and clapped her forelegs together. "Whoo! Yeah! That was awesome!" she cheered. Peter turned and gave her a bow. Their teacher grunted in anger. "Beginner's luck." He spoke "But only a real talented Ravager can-" Peter turned and began to shoot down all of the targets that came out. Many of the other ravagers stopped and watched as Peter, despite being a child, easily shot down the various targets with ease. Soon, all the targets were vaporized in record time, both quad blasters cooled off, and Moondancer with the other Ravagers cheered. Moondancer ran and, balancing on her hind legs, gave Peter a warm hug. "Oh my gosh! That was amazing! I hope I can be just as awesome as you!" "Eh, maybe you are." Peter replied "Here, try them." "But she has no fingers!" Their teacher spoke "she has bloody hoo-!" Moondancer held both guns in her hooves "...huh... didn't expect that." "...How do you fire this thing?" Moondancer asked "Oh, well, you see, you gotta-" Peter touched the quad blaster and bolt of ligthing came out. It struck their teacher's eye, making him scream in pain, followed by him falling limp to the floor. All the ravagers turned to their ally, then to their recruits. Both Peter and Moondancer looked at the situation, and pointed at each other. "HE/SHE DID IT!!!" They both accused each other. Ship Maintenance After a stern talk from Yondu about not endangering their family's life, the two were back with the other Ravager, who had plans to help make some special Quad blasters for her hooves, as soon as he made the special boots and help his brother get a cybernetic eye. "Okay, I guess I'll have to train you on maintaining a ship." He spoke. "Aren't we on one?" Peter asked "Yes, we are, and for that, you're going to maintain this ship as soon as we're done going over the basics." Peter whined. "So, I'm sure you didn;t know, but the ship we're in as simply called "Eclector". As you see, it houses all of us Ravagers, but it's not the only ship we make sure stays flying." "What's the other one?" Moondancer asked "Your own ship." Both Peter and Moondancer gasped at the news. "Look, I know this is big news, but-" "Where is it!?" Peter asked "Is it fully functional?" "Does it have lasers?" "Is it able to hit speeds that can create sonic Rainbooms?" "Can it work with my walkman?" "Does it have a bathroom or any rooms?" "Enough!" Their teacher yelled. He took a long, calming breath. "You're both not old enough to pilot it, but... let me show you." He lead them, but the two kids hopped with excitement. They both stopped and awed at the majesty of the ship in front of them. "This is a standard M-Ship. Now, usually a small group is meant to pilot one of these, but Yondu believes that the two of you should share one together, what with you two already having a bond." "...When do we pilot it?" Peter asked "When you learn all the schematics in this ship and fix the gas leak we're having in the boiler. Here's the manual." Peter held a really large manual that could easily fill up half of his backpack. "Aw~. I was hoping to avoid techno-bable." Moondancer took the manual from Peter. "Hm... this looks very interesting." she spoke "Maybe if you listen, I can help make the 'techno-bable' into a way that you can understand, Peter." "D'aw, thanks, sis." He scratched behind her ear. "Hey!" Their teacher yelled "That leak ain't gonna fix itself!" "Yes, sir!" Both spoke before running off. Yondu stepped next to the Ravager. "Such cuties, ain't they?" he asked "Very much, sir." the Ravager replied "When is the miss's tools gonna be ready?" "Probably when they become teenagers, sir." "Heh, glad to hear." Author's Note Sorry for the long wait. This is more or less half of a Montage Chapter, showing how both our Heroes living with their family-turned-captors. The other half is going to be covered the next chapter.
1988Take my hand... Peter Mom? No! No! No! No! Mom! No! Come with me, No! No! You've got to stay here. Please. No!... MOM!!! The young boy screamed as he woke up. Peter Jason Quill remembered it in a flash: him mom died in front of him, running out of the hospital, and a bright light took him. He looked around him, seeing that he wasn't in his room at home anymore, nor a cloud-looking place, but a very cold and metallic cell with a very dim blue light. Looking at himself, he had all his clothes on, but his walkman and headphones were missing. A low 'Clip-Clop' was heard, matching those of a horse back home, followed by a low 'Eep!', with a thud. Peter panicked, crawling back and had his back on the wall. Though it was dark, he picked up the closest thing next to him: a pair of glasses that were comically large. "S-Stay back!" he threatened, but unsure what to do with the glasses. "I-I-I will fight!" "Pl-Please," the voice of a girl replied "I-I-I don't want to be hurt!" A pause went between the two, with the only sound being a low hum and their own heavy breathing. Peter wasn't a bad kid; him mother told him that he had his father in him, despite not knowing what his father actually did nor looked liked. He slowly stood up. "You... you still there?" "...Yeah." "Who are you?" "I'm... I'm Moondancer." "Moondancer? That sounds fake." "Well, what's yours?" "Peter... Peter Jason Quill." "... That sounds fake." "Who are you to judge? That's what my parents named me." "And Moondancer is the name MY parents gave me." Another pause, followed by a chuckle between both kids. Peter took a few steps forward, followed by Moondancer, who had the clip-clop noise from horses, both headed to the dim blue light in the middle. "Do... do you remember what happened to you?" Moondancer stopped. "I... I don't, actually." He stopped "What do you mean?" "Well... I remember vaguely, but... everything is... I can't recall." "Can you try?" A pause came between the two. "I... I remember a party... I was sad, actually. I ran back home, crying. A bright light came... and I'm here." "...That was very vague." "What about you?" "... My mom... she... she died." A long pause came between the two. Moondancer's clip-clopping was heard, approaching. "Peter... Um... I... I-" "Don't. Please, I... I just need-" he began to tear up. "I just... I should've-!" He felt a force around him, lunging him to the blue light to what looked liked an animal in the middle. Instead of hitting the wall, he fell to his knees as he landed at the animal, feeling warm fur on his face, as well as two large cylinders on his back, feeling as if he was being hugged. "It's okay, Peter. Let it out." Moondancer's near, calm voice spoke, along with her heart thumping. Peter then realized that Moondancer wasn't like him, but something else, but due to warmness of her fur, and the feeling of being hugged, Peter cried hard, burying his face into Moondancer's fur as she hugged him in a warm embrace. After a good time of crying, Peter, though sniffling and rubbing his eyes, stood up. "Th-thank you." "It's alright, Peter. Hey, are those my glasses?" Peter finished rubbing his eyes, seeing something that immediately made him groan: Moondancer was, in fact, a light yellow unicorn with a red mane with a light & dark shade of purple stripes, and had a mark on both flanks that was a crescent moon with three stars around it. "Oh great! I cried with a life size 'My Little Pony'!" Moondancer tilted her head to the right "...My little Pony?" She looked at herself "Well, I am a pony, a unicorn pony to be exact, but I don't see anything wrong with-" "Of all the things I could've been with, I got stuck with a real life baby horse girl toy!" "Hey! I am not a baby! I'm 10 years old." "Should I be impressed? Because I'm 11." He felt himself levitated from the floor and noticed an almost invisible, white aura around him. "Hey! What the-!?" He was turned upside down, then turned around to see Moondancer was lifting him, her horn glowing with the same aura. "Hey! How are you doing that!?" "Magic. Now, I'll take that." The glasses came out of Peter's hand. Peter watched as the glasses landed on Moondancer's muzzle, making her look more like a nerd. She was brought closer to her face "Now... what in Equestria are you?" Despite being upside down, Peter crossed his arms. "I'm a human, pony." "A human? ... Never heard of your kind." "What!? Oh, that's strange, because I certainly know what you are!" "True, but, from what I can tell, I'm a lot more powerful than you." "I beg to differ." "Oh yeah? How?" Using a tactic he used on his friends cats & dogs, Peter extended his right finger out and poked Moondancer on her nose. It worked: Moondancer's horn stopped it's aura, dropping Peter, as she made a weird face, placing her front hooves on her muzzle while blushing. "Ha! It worked!" "Wha-What did you do? What happened!?" "And now, my second trick!" Using his left hand, Peter began to scratch behind Moondancer's right ear. Moondancer gasped, but her eyes drooped in relaxation, making her lay down on the floor, moaning to herself. "Oh... that feels... good~." Peter couldn't help but laugh at this; sure she was a pony straight from a stupid kid's show, but not only was she different, by not only having a brain, but that she acted like more like a dog. Curious, Peter stopped scratching behind Moondancer's ear, and began to rub her belly. She squeed as he did this, followed by a huge load of both her giggling and squirming. Peter laughed with her; he may had the worst day of his life, but inside, he knew, even with the worst of times, they were going to be together. Sure, he may be having fun with something that only a girl would like, and with no one was watching, he didn't mind anymore. Unbeknownst to either of them, they were being watched. Watching them through a live recording in their cell was Yondu Udonta, the leader of a group of mercenaries called "The Ravagers". He sat in his chair, wearing a red jacket that had the Ravager's logo (a fireball) on it. He looked like a full grown human male, but two things said he wasn't: the first was obviously his blue skin, and the second was his low, red metallic mohawk popping out of his skull. One of the ravagers approached behind him. "Sir," he spoke in a raspy voice "Shall we drop the two off at their home?" "Nah," Yondu replied with a wicked smile. "that guy's a jackass." "Wha-!? But sir-" "He ain't gonna do anything. 'Sides, I think this boy has potential. And that thing he's with... I think she's going to be a great asset." "But... what is she?" "I don't give a damn on what she was, only that she becomes a Ravager like us. Plus, I ain't gonna lie, they're cute... especially her." On Camera, both Peter and Moondancer slept on the floor. "Heh... such cuties." Author's Note Join in the next chapter as Moondancer & Peter Quill (Soon to be called "Starlord") as they train with Yondu to become Ravagers.
A-HolesThe door to Peter and Moondancer's cell opened, awaking and blinding the two. They saw silhouettes of other people, but couldn't tell as they were dragged out of their dark room into a much larger, and brighter, room. Peter was dragged by his arms, and Moondancer was dragged by her mane, and both, though in pain, slowly regained their vision. They were both dropped in the middle of the room, both rubbing their eyes and gasped at the sight. "Aliens!" Peter and Moondancer gasped in unison. All around them, aliens stood around them, varying in shapes & colors. As far as they could tell, they were surrounded by men, all wearing leather red jackets with a fireball on it. The aliens laughed at their comment, but stopped as a particular set of steps was heard. Many of the aliens stepped aside as Yondu came in with a noticeable smirk. "Well, well, well," he spoke "Lookey what we got 'ere; two little girls." "Girl!?" Peter yelled in anger, standing up. "I'm not a girl! I'm a boy!" "Heh, you sure? You both sounded like you had fun in there cell of yours." Moondancer stood up and stepped to Peter's side. "L-l-look," she stammered "W-we don't where we are a-a-and what's-" "I wanna go home!" Peter interrupted "I don't care who you are, but I'm getting out of here!" Yondu chuckled, followed by the others around him "Think you can get out like that?" He asked. "And you're gonna leave without this?" He held up a backpack. Peter gasped at the sight and ran for it, only to be held back by one of the aliens. "Give that back!" "Oh, in a while. Let's see what we got here." Yondu opened the backpack and pulled out some junk. "Ooh! A cute little girl toy." "That's from some girl at school!" "Hm... a primitive device." "That's my Walkman!" "A walk man? It ain't no man." He dropped it, breaking the device "Nor does it walk." "You bast-!" Yondu pulled out a wrapped gift. "Oh! A present for me? Ah, you shouldn't." He began to slowly tear up the wrapped gift. Pater let out a furious yell, stomping on the alien's foot hard. The alien released Quill, wincing in pain, and Peter ran to Yondu, delivering a punch... below his belt. Yondu, fell to the floor, wheezing, as Peter took his backpack and stuff back with him. He turned to run away, but saw himself surrounded by the aliens. Yondu grunted to himself, grabbing Peter by his cheeks with his right hand and held a knife with the other. "Boy! You have now just PISSED ME OFF!!!" He held the knife to Peter's face. "Y'know, my boys ain't ever had Terran before, and you look mighty tasty. Maybe we should have finger fillets first, followed by-" Moondancer rushed to Peter, biting Yondu's left hand. Yondu winced in pain, dropping the knife and letting Peter go. Moondancer quickly released Yondu, but picked up the knife with the aura around her horn, holding it to Yondu's throat. "Back off!" Moondancer demanded "You don't hurt anybody else like that, especially Peter! He's already lost his mom, and I have no memory of my home, so why don't you back off before I-!" Yondu's mohawk glowed red as he let out a whistle. As fast as a flash, an arrow came from his belt and levitated itself inbetween Moondancer's eyes, also having a red aura, though only at the back end. The filly sweated hard, taking a few steps back as the arrow slowly followed her. Yondu stood up, laughing maniacally. "Heh! You two stepped up to me like it was nothing, and only now do you fear me. Allow me to introduce myself; The name's Yondu Udonta, and the two of you are the newest members of my fair group, the Ravagers. You will look like us, talk like us, look out for each other like brothers, and, above all else, respect my authority. We clear?" Both Moondancer and Quill nodded. "Good!" Another whistle and the arrow returned to Yondu. "Tomorrow, y'er both gonna start your training. As of now... well... I think you're both used to being in the cell. Hopefully, you'll be able to pilot some of the other ships we have onboard." Both Quill and Moondancer were thrown back into their cell, followed by two bowls of glop sliding in near them. "Enjoy your meal." One of the Ravagers taunted before slamming the door. The sound outside died, and the two were alone again. Peter sniffled again, holding the broken Walkman in his hands. Moondancer approached to Quill, sitting next to him. "Quill?" she asked "Hey, don't be sad. It's just an object; it was gonna break sooner or later." "...No." Quill wept "This... this was the very last thing my mom gave to me... before she... well-." "Oh. I'm sorry. ...What does it do?" "... It used to play music... awesome songs from epic singers & bands that my mom introduced me to. But... as you can see... it's garbage, as you said." "I never said-! Oh... never mind. And your present?" "Also from my mom." "Right. Have a dad?" "... No. My told me he walked out on us some time when I was young... asshole." "...Asshole?" "It's a term used where I came from. There's a lot you're gonna learn." "I'd like that. Can I see your Walkman?" "Knock yourself out." Peter handed her his broken walkman, picking up the bowl of what was soup and took a sip. He spat it out! "UGH!!! It tastes like shit!" He turned around, seeing Moondancer hold the broken Walkman in her aura. "What are you doing?" "Fixing it." "Fixing it? Look, I don't know anything about you, or the magical world you may have came in Ponyworld, but there's no way you can fix something that's advanced as-" "Fixed!" She gave the Walkman to Quill. "Go on, test it out!" Peter rolled his eyes, turning on the device while putting on his headphones "Fine, but I know for a fact that it's not gonna-" The device was fixed. Clear music came from the headphones; in fact, the music sounded much better than before. Peter turned to Moondancer, who had what he called a Shit-Eating Grin. "Moondancer... how did-" "Magic. Just fixed the device altogether, plus, a spell was casted to make sure that both your Walkman is both extremely durable, never needed to charge, and the device inside to not wear down or scramble. Of course, this coming from a unicorn from a 'stupid kid's show'." Peter stared at Moondancer, still with the grin. "... Moondancer... I'm sorry for what I said... and I wanna thank you for standing up to the Asshole... and fixing my Walkman." "Hey, I know I'm gonna have to help you out here, as we're stuck here for a while." "Oh... right. Do... do you think we'll be stuck here, forever?" "With you... I can deal with it." "And I suppose I shall with you. But... do you think I should give myself a new name?" "...A new name?" "Well, not a new name, but a title of some sort." Moondancer shrugged her shoulders like a human would. "Sure, why not. What do you have in mind?" Though he didn't want to say it was from his mother again, Peter said the name. "StarLord." Moondancer stared for a bit, but smiled. "Now THAT is a name!" Peter smiled back, hugging Moondancer. "Then it's settled! Watch out, Galaxy, StarLord is here!" "Along with Moondancer." Her horn glowed as she was about to drink the soup they received. Peter stopped her. "Don't drink the soup. Trust me, the soup is a lie." Through their actions, they became siblings to each other, and though hardships & adventures await them, they'll be together. Author's Note The song is part of the Soundtrack, but was used in a deleted scene.
Ravagers in ProcessBoth Starlord and Moondancer, as they said to each other, watched each other's backs. Years seem to become like days for the two, but, through some course of actions, their kidnappers, strange enough, sorta became like a family to them. They didn't say it, but Yondu sorta became their father figure... a father figure who would be pissed off and try to kill you if you didn't follow his rules, sort of father. Of course, it was a surprise for the two to learn that they were going to become ravagers themselves. Both Starlord and Moondancer sat in their cell together, eating a meal that wasn't, as Peter called, 'Shit soup'. For a lack of better words, they had what was space chicken & vegetables. Moondancer once had a taste of meat before, and hated both the taste & was morally questioning why anybody would eat something that was alive. Peter joked that vegetable were alive, but the two had a shared agreement where Peter would eat the meat and Moondancer would eat the vegetables. They were both enjoying their meal, but the door opened with Yondu in the doorway. They both stood up and backed up. "Aw, what's the matter?" Yondu mocked "Thinking we're gonna eat ya?" "Y-yes." Peter answered. Yondu cackled. "Aw, that ain't happening... now until I say so. I think ya'll are gonna enjoy being part of this family." "...Family?" Moondancer asked, turning to Quill. He shrugged. "Come on. I think yer gonna enjoy this." Hesitantly, they both followed Yondu across the ship. "So, you don't know much about us, don't you?" "Other than you took me from my home." Peter replied sarcastically. "Yeah, other than that?" "No, mister." "Why are we following you?" Moondancer asked "Is there some sort of purpose, or do you just want us to follow you?" "A little bit of both." Yondu replied. He turned to the two. "You both have guts, but you'll show your guts if you don't know how to use your brain." "I use mine more than him." "Hey!" Peter spoke. Yondu chuckled, ruffling Moondancer's mane. "I'm sure you do," he spoke "but not like that. If you wanna survive here, well... this is where the fun begins." "...Fun?" They both asked in unison. "I see real potential in you two. Potential to become Ravagers, like me." Both of their eyes widened, turned to each other, then back to Yondu. "Surprised? We may not have the greatest start, but I'm sure we can get behind that and become one, large, happy family. So, what do ya say? Want to become Ravagers?" "...What if we don't accept?" Moondancer asked with skepticism. Yondu let out another cackle and pointed to the window. The window showed space; nearly pitchblack, but littered with stars. "See that? Space. We're at least lightyears away from another planet with air, zero gravity around, and no one to hear you scream. Tell me: How long can you hold your breath?" Both Peter and Moondancer immediately knew what he meant. "Ready to join?" They both nodded their heads. "Good. Training's begins now. Don't die on me." "DIE!?!?!?" Both kids shouted in unison. Some other Ravagers came and dragged the two away from Yondu, to other segments in the ship that both have yet to see. No doubt that this was going to be tough, but strangely, they were ready. Combat. Both stood in front of another Ravager, but with the cameras on them, they knew that Yondu was watching them. "Alright," the Ravager began "I saw how you fought against Yondu, and that was a weak display from both of you." "What do you expect!?" Peter replied "I'm just a kid." "Ha! When I was your age, I already killed my brothers in a fist fight!" Both Peter and Moondancer stared. "...I doubt that." Moondancer commented. "What do you mean!? I'm-" "'Sup bro." Another Ravager passed, looking like their instructor. "...That's someone else." their teacher spoke "Sure~." Moondancer replied in a sarcastic tone. "Oh, think you're right? Alright, punch me in the face! A good whack across my cheek." He bowed to them and extened his cheek. "Go on! One punch is all." Moondancer turned to Quill. He nodded. Rather than standing on her hindlegs and deliver a punch with her forelegs, Moondancer turned around and bucked their instructor in the face. He was immediately knocked unconscious. "...I think you over did it." Peter commented "Eh, he was asking for it." Moondancer replied. The other Ravager came back and examined the unconscious one. "Oh great, should've known." He commented, turning to Moondancer. "Your work?" "Yeah." "...Good job. But what about your front legs?" "I can barely balance on my hind legs. Peter can tell you." The Ravager turned to Quill. He shrugged. "She's a terrible dancer." He answered. "...Eh, I guess we'll have to find some boots that can help you balance on your hind legs." The Ravager spoke. "Luckily, I'm one of the researchers upon this vessel, so I can develop something for you. What about you, Peter? Can you fight?" "...Kinda. He was suppose to train us how to fight, but... y'know." "He deserved it then; he's always been a jackass. Guess I'll teach you a thing or two until he gets up." "Fair enough." Peter picked up his fists and readied himself for his training. Moondancer, however, conjured a notebook & quill and took notes. While most of the Ravagers took note on this small detail, most wondering how she was doing, to which she replied with "Magic". When asked if she can bring other stuff, she shrugged, saying "I only know this". The cameras didn't lie. Weapons Their same trainer from last time held an ice pack over his head, though his right eye had a noticeable bruise. They stood in what looked liked another training area, but with targets at the end of the hallway. "Alright," he spoke with an annoyed sigh. "since my... brother... is your trainer in physical combat, I guess I can work with you on something that's just as important." "And what's that?" Moondancer asked with a smug "Healing a Boo-boo?" Peter couldn't help but laugh at Moondancer's joke. The Ravager let out a long, deep breath. "No... that's not it. It's how to use a weapon." He held up a weird pistol. "More specifically, the Quad Blaster." "Quad Blaster?" Both Peter and Moondancer asked. "Yep. Every Ravager's favorite side arm, with the exception of Yondu's Yaka Arrow." "...Why does it only have two ends?" Peter asked "For something called 'Quad Blaster', I expected there to be four ends." "And are there more weapons?" Moondancer added. "Yes and shut up!" Their teacher replied to Moondancer, then to Peter. "This is called a Quad blaster because the most talented of people can use both ends of these at the same time while dual wielding it." "...So, why isn't it called a Di Blaster?" Moondancer asked. The teacher face palmed himself. "Dual wielding guns, eh?" Peter asked "So these guys were like the best cowboys and outlaws ever?" "Sure, if that'll make you happy." "Maybe I can do it." "Ha! You!? A kid! That's ridiculous! It takes years of practice to master dual wielding!" "It can't hurt to try." Their teacher cackled as he gave Peter two of the Quad blasters. "Go on, give it a try! 10 credits say that you can't hit that-" Peter fired two blasts at the same time and disintegrated one of the target's heads. Moondancer sat on her haunches and clapped her forelegs together. "Whoo! Yeah! That was awesome!" she cheered. Peter turned and gave her a bow. Their teacher grunted in anger. "Beginner's luck." He spoke "But only a real talented Ravager can-" Peter turned and began to shoot down all of the targets that came out. Many of the other ravagers stopped and watched as Peter, despite being a child, easily shot down the various targets with ease. Soon, all the targets were vaporized in record time, both quad blasters cooled off, and Moondancer with the other Ravagers cheered. Moondancer ran and, balancing on her hind legs, gave Peter a warm hug. "Oh my gosh! That was amazing! I hope I can be just as awesome as you!" "Eh, maybe you are." Peter replied "Here, try them." "But she has no fingers!" Their teacher spoke "she has bloody hoo-!" Moondancer held both guns in her hooves "...huh... didn't expect that." "...How do you fire this thing?" Moondancer asked "Oh, well, you see, you gotta-" Peter touched the quad blaster and bolt of ligthing came out. It struck their teacher's eye, making him scream in pain, followed by him falling limp to the floor. All the ravagers turned to their ally, then to their recruits. Both Peter and Moondancer looked at the situation, and pointed at each other. "HE/SHE DID IT!!!" They both accused each other. Ship Maintenance After a stern talk from Yondu about not endangering their family's life, the two were back with the other Ravager, who had plans to help make some special Quad blasters for her hooves, as soon as he made the special boots and help his brother get a cybernetic eye. "Okay, I guess I'll have to train you on maintaining a ship." He spoke. "Aren't we on one?" Peter asked "Yes, we are, and for that, you're going to maintain this ship as soon as we're done going over the basics." Peter whined. "So, I'm sure you didn;t know, but the ship we're in as simply called "Eclector". As you see, it houses all of us Ravagers, but it's not the only ship we make sure stays flying." "What's the other one?" Moondancer asked "Your own ship." Both Peter and Moondancer gasped at the news. "Look, I know this is big news, but-" "Where is it!?" Peter asked "Is it fully functional?" "Does it have lasers?" "Is it able to hit speeds that can create sonic Rainbooms?" "Can it work with my walkman?" "Does it have a bathroom or any rooms?" "Enough!" Their teacher yelled. He took a long, calming breath. "You're both not old enough to pilot it, but... let me show you." He lead them, but the two kids hopped with excitement. They both stopped and awed at the majesty of the ship in front of them. "This is a standard M-Ship. Now, usually a small group is meant to pilot one of these, but Yondu believes that the two of you should share one together, what with you two already having a bond." "...When do we pilot it?" Peter asked "When you learn all the schematics in this ship and fix the gas leak we're having in the boiler. Here's the manual." Peter held a really large manual that could easily fill up half of his backpack. "Aw~. I was hoping to avoid techno-bable." Moondancer took the manual from Peter. "Hm... this looks very interesting." she spoke "Maybe if you listen, I can help make the 'techno-bable' into a way that you can understand, Peter." "D'aw, thanks, sis." He scratched behind her ear. "Hey!" Their teacher yelled "That leak ain't gonna fix itself!" "Yes, sir!" Both spoke before running off. Yondu stepped next to the Ravager. "Such cuties, ain't they?" he asked "Very much, sir." the Ravager replied "When is the miss's tools gonna be ready?" "Probably when they become teenagers, sir." "Heh, glad to hear." Author's Note Sorry for the long wait. This is more or less half of a Montage Chapter, showing how both our Heroes living with their family-turned-captors. The other half is going to be covered the next chapter.
