Peter looked up at the ship coming in to orbit, and making its way towards the entrance of the large building, right where they were standing. The man's words pissed Quill off, and not to mention Nova left to fly up to what looked like Nikki up there. His attention soon turned back to the ship when it said that the Guardians were no match for it. That wasn't good. Rocket's weapon was already off his back, aiming up at the large ship. Drax had his knives drawn, Gamora had a pistol, and a dagger in her hand, and Groot was just frowning at the space craft. The doors opened, and well armored men and women started to jump out.

"These aren't military..." Gamora frowned.

"We're dealing with mercs?" Rocket asked, obviously surprised.

"Looks like it. Whoever hired them don't want to show their faces yet. What better way to officially start an unofficial civil war than to have mercs fight first?" Quill asked, pressing the button behind his ear, his helmet coming on.

"They aren't just any mercs." Rocket said, squinting to get a better look at them.

"The Talons." Drax confirmed. Quill looked confused. "Who?"

"They are the largest mercenary group besides the Ravagers. I'm not surprised you don't know about them. They work on the other side of the galaxy. They don't want to mess with Yondu." Gamora explained. Peter shrugged. "Well now he's got a pissed off group of fighters who is being led by a Ravager. Bring it on."

The mercs all wore a very dark purple armor. It was sleek, battle damaged, and all had tattoos on their cheek. Their weapons varied from swords, to guns, to whips, and daggers. Peter now had his elemental guns out, and the Guardians stood behind him, ready to fight. 

It soon started. The first of them started to run towards them, Rocket climbed up on Groot and started firing. Drax ran forward, headbutting people in the gut and flipping them over, and in a fluid motion sliced up, making contact with another merc. Gamora jumped up, wrapping her legs around someone's neck as he spun and made them fall hard on the ground. Rolling to the side of a whip, she grabbed it, and yanked forward, kicking the person in the face. 

Quill threw a device on the ground that made the mercs fall down for a second as if the floor suddenly turned to ice, and Quill started firing electrical charges. For now they were doing good!

That was until someone appeared in front of Quill, which made him jump in surprise, but he got punched in the face before he could do anything. Another merc appeared that had a large machine gun, and heavy set armor. As Peter got up, Rocket jumped on the face of the woman that appeared in front of Quill, and Groot walked towards the heavy set merc. "I! AM! GROOOOOOOOOOT!!!" He bellowed at the man, which made some of the mercs uncomfortable, but as soon as the machine gun started firing at Groot, they progressed.

The fight went downhill from there. Quill was being tag teamed by appearing and disappearing enemies. Peter didn't have enough time to get a gadget to get rid of their cloaking. Gamora was being held down by whips, Groot was backing back from the heavy machine gun fire, and Rocket was now forced to go old school and start scratching at mercs.

Peter fell to his knees after a blow to his back, looking at his team as they tried so hard to fight back... He felt like a kid again. he couldn't do anything. He was then hit upside the head by the butt of a gun, and went out cold.

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Peter woke up in a small hospital room. He looked around, and when he tried to get up, his body ached all over. He was sure that he had a lot of cuts and bruises all over his body, and a nice gash on his temple. He leaned back down, giving a giant sigh. The mighty Guardians of the Galaxy were taken down by a bunch of mercs... Oh, they were going to pay!

The door to his room opened, and in came Nikki in her official clothes. Her blue hair was up, her brown eyes full of concerned, her caramel body looking better than he could describe in that dress... "yeah, we're okay.. if you count being humiliated, getting our butts kicked and having several concussions as okay..." Peter said half jokingly, looking at her, then back away. He was a bit embarrassed.