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The Last of the Nova's remained outside the ship and stayed afloat on her own power, cautious in case the people who approached her were not allies but enemies. The Russian dog from Earth who could telepathically communicate with any sentient being, including the ship's Machine Man, floated out of the loading dock in his older model Russian space suit with a little tech in case the air of the demolished planet was too toxic to breath.  

“Cosmo? How are you-” She shook her head, this was weird. A strange looking ship, someone dressed up in fur AND Cosmo? Just HOURS after this happened? “You can’t be Cosmo. We never got the authorization to get you out of the Collector's hands! I should know [i]I[/i] was the one working that case trying to get him released?!” She moved forward, landing on the ship standing to her full (Yet diminutive, compared to Trolls) height.

“You also come to help? What is there to help?” She sounded understandably pissed off, yet tears still began to stream down her cheeks. Her voice cracking and breaking slightly. “Look around you! Xandar is in ash, everyone but me is gone. Breath in the air, it’s burning. It’s toxic. Whoever you are, the only way you can help is to end my life and finish the job the Kree started or to tell me who did this.”

Her hands glowed with the blue aura of the nova energy. “Because I will find him and make sure he pays for what he’s done here. He’ll pay for every life he took.” She gave Cosmo a menacing look. “Because I’m not Mexxa anymore. I’m the only one that’s left-” Her entire body began to glow with blue energy. “-I am Nova.”

Cosmo’s eyes widened inside his domed helmet as he watched the armoured woman in front of him erupt in what appeared to be a mass of blue energy. Honestly he hadn’t expected this initially, although thinking, he began to understand what was going through Mexxa’s head, or Nova as she now seemed to be calling herself. Her entire planet had been removed of all its life. All her loved ones were gone. She was sadly right about being the only one that’s left.

Cosmo wasn’t the only one who didn’t like the sight of the blue energy that surrounded the Nova. Troll wriggled in both rage and intrigue as she continued to float back towards the Shockwave Rider under Cosmo’s telekinetic control, with the young fur wearing Asgardian waving her axe Jarnbjorn madly in the air once more.

"The ship and Cosmo have somewhat of a lock on the course of destruction. We've been following it's trail now through a few space sectors..." X-51 mentioned flying out of the cockpit now looking at the Nova first hand rather than through a glass window. 

Cosmo shook his head slightly at the sight of Troll, disappointingly, before turning back towards Nova. It would seem that her axe waving was going to become a regular occurrence. Gunna’s house training would have to wait however, as for now the furry Guardian needed to defuse the Nova shaped bomb in front of him.

[i]Mexxa.. Nova I meanink. It’s really me. Knowhere was attacked. Cosmo was freed. It was the Kree. I read one of them and they told me that they were comink here…[/i]

Mexxa moved, landing on the top of the ship. The aura fading, her head lowered. "I'm sorry Cosmo. I should have realized you'd be the only one to talk telepathically in that stupid terran accent." She smirked slightly, though she didn't look up. She kept her head lowered. "If you have truly been on the trail of the Kree who did this you can help me find him." She looked up, dedication and revenge in her eyes.

"Tell me what you know, you need not go further. This is my fi- my duty. I am sorry to hear about Knowhere and would help if I was able but whoever did this to my world-" She raised her arms indicating the planet. "And all Xandars colonies cannot be allowed to remain in control of this power. So please, tell me what you know."

Cosmo smiled as the powerful looking energy that had be festering around the Nova in front of him began to dim and fade. He was happy to see that his friend recognised him, evident by the fact that his tail was now wagging. All seemed to be fine, however there was one part of her comment that bugged him slightly. 

[i]Da, I will be tellink you everythink i know in good time friend. But you must know, that we are coming with you. Cosmo say no arguink![/i]

It was during Cosmo's short telepathic speech that Troll finally found herself landing gently back onto the platform. Giving a brief second to adjust to being back onto her feet, she gazed up through her furs towards Cosmo and the flying woman. She seemed powerful. Scary even. She didn't scare Troll. Nothing scares Troll. However now wasn't the time to be lopping off limbs. Gunna moved forward as Cosmo "spoke", listening intently to the conversation. Her fluffy friend was right. They were going to help!

Proudly, she stepped forward, standing by Cosmo's side. With her free hand, the Asgardian warrior firmly patted her chest before stating loudly; "Guardians."

Cosmo tail wagged once more at the word. It was good to see that young Gunna was on the same page; the girl had come so far since he had met her all those weeks ago within the Collector's Museum. So much had changed in that time, and fortunately Gunna was changing for the better. Cosmo could only hope that Mexxa would let them assist so that he could further that change. Yes, that would be nice. 

Cosmo walked up towards Cosmo and the, fur covered woman. Seriously, what was with that? She was wearing some kind of weird fur, it was like it had literally been skinned off a living animal.  Not that she wanted to think extensively into what had happened. "I fear that [i]good[/i] time may not be good enough Cosmo. This power is great indeed and if whoever has it continues to do so... most of the galaxy is in jeapordy. While I do blame the Kree for it was a Kree ship that assaulted Xandar even their empire is at threat."

She sighed, thinking over what she was about to say carefully. This was big, bigger than anything she had worked on before. Bigger than anything any single Nova had worked on. Though she looked at the band of misfits and saw somehting that sparked a glimmer of hope. Yes they were misfits, but the Nova Corps had been the same merely with a uniform. Maybe this was her path.

"Though I can't say I feel happy about you guys risking your lives over this, if you know the stakes and are willing to come along I won't stop you. Though it won't be easy, so feel free to get off this joy ride wherever you want."

[i]Da, no need to be worryink Nova. We goink to get you justice for everythink the Kree do here and to Knowhere.[/i]

As if in agreement, Troll spoke up once more repeating the word that she had stated earlier. 

"We the Guardians!"

[i]Indeed my friend. Now let us be gettink to work.[/i]