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Chapter 248

    Chapter 248


    <b>Chapter 248:</b>


    <i><span style="font-weight:400">My</i><span style="font-weight:400"> warship, and damn that sounded awesome, pulled into one of Knowhere’s gaping eye sockets that doubled as a hangar. This warship was fast. The journey had taken only a few hours, but I knew we were still behind <i><span style="font-weight:400">The Guardians.</i>


    <span style="font-weight:400">Next to me on the bridge, Jean couldn''t believe the sheer size of the skull we had justnded in. The nature of the task at hand finally dawned on her. “We’re hunting something this big!? How are we supposed to even kill it!?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I told you Celestials were as big ass.” I said. “As for killing it, there are a few ways to go about it. You can try and unleash the full might of your Phoenix mes upon Ego, and we can see how that goes. If that fails, then we’ll have to slip inside the and directly destroy his core.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">In the second movie, Rocket had managed to kill Ego with a jury rigged bomb of all things. That was a movie though. I had a feeling it would take a bit more than that to bring down such a massive being. Also, it wouldn’t surprise me if Ego possessed the ability to move his core around inside himself.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“So we''re basically gonna wing it then.” Jean sighed while gazing out the window. “I thought you were exaggerating about the size of celestials…” She muttered to herself.


    <span style="font-weight:400">I waved her off. “It''ll be fine. We have our n. Not only will we have bait, but we will also hopefully have the <b>Power Stone</b><span style="font-weight:400"> as well with us.” I figured that Jean or myself was more than powerful enough to hold the stone in our bare hands. At least, for a couple minutes before endless power overwhelmed us.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“If anyone else imed they were hunting a Celestial, I would call them insane. I believe you will seed.” Neb said as she walked over towards us. She was apletely new woman. She was no longer a cyborg, she did not have any robotic parts any longer. My <b>Purger of Darkness </b><span style="font-weight:400">hadpletely healed her body to her natural state.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Instead of being bald, it turned out that Neb had long flowing blonde hair. It was currently halfway down her back and gave her apletely different appearance. Her blue skin still made her look alien, but she had be a very hot alien.


    <b>[I think you might have a new worshiper in her as well.]</b>


    <span style="font-weight:400">After healing Neb, the curious looks she gave me had turned into fervent ones. I had no doubts that she would now do whatever I asked of her. She was known to have a very obsessive personality. I would be careful not to take advantage of that fervor if I didn''t have to.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Jean, Neb and I walked down the ship''s ramp. Seeing a Kree warship pull into the hangar, the majority of the spacers nearby had immediately fled. Only the braver, or stupider, ones had stuck around to take a look at us. Even then, one annoyed nce from Neb had them all scurrying off.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Good luck out there, I’d go with you but I don’t want to get shot.” Corpsman Dey said shamelessly from inside the ship. Knowhere was a prettywless ce after all.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Just make sure Ronan doesn’t escape, or take my new ship from me.” I told him before the three of us girls headed off deeper into the station.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Do we know where the Collector lives?” Jean asked. “This ce is huge and there are millions of people living here. Most of the minds are also very alien to me. It could take me hours if I have to search for the information.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“We don’t have hours.” I grimaced. “The Collector might already have the Stone for all we know.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I will ask for directions.” Neb told the two of us. She walked over to one of the gaping aliens who had chosen to stick around. It was a species I didn’t recognize. It had six arms, bug eyes, and mostly green skin. Neb drew her pistol and immediately pointed it at the alien''s head. “You will tell me where the Collector lives.” She said demandingly.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Meep…” The alien’s bug eyes rolled back into its head and it fainted in fright.


    <b>[You can add easily startled to that aliens list of traits…]</b>


    <span style="font-weight:400">We all paused at the strange scene for a moment before letting out sighs. Neb holstered her weapon, before walking back towards us with her head hung low in embarrassment. “...He didn’t know anything.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Lets just start heading inwards towards the fancier areas. The Collector will obviously live in the most opulent and wealthy area.” I said as we made our way inwards towards the center of the giant skull. Knowhere was too big to traverse on foot in a short amount of time. Luckily, there were a series of alien trams that acted as public transportation and led all over the ce. We picked on heading inwards and hopped aboard.


    <span style="font-weight:400">…


    <b>–The Guardians (minus one member…)–</b>


    <span style="font-weight:400">“The targets pulled up in a Kree Warship!?” Gamora asked in surprise. Even with the toys The Collector had lent them for this task, Gamora wasn''t enthusiastic about facing an entire Kree war battalion. For the amount of money they had been promised though, she would still do it.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Not just any Kree Warship… Ronan the user''s personal vessel.” Rocket said while looking over the camera feeds he had hacked. “There’s a blond haired Kree woman traveling with the two of them as well.” Rocket had a photographic memory, and he didn''t recognize her, so he figured she was just some nameless mook soldier.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Ronan!?” Drax yelled the name in rage. “He is here!? I will have my vengeance!”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Good luck with that.” Gamora told him. “Just remember why we''re here. We go after the Terran women first and foremost.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I am Groot.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Groot’s right. It’s better to take them out quickly since Ronan isn’t with them. That’s Ronan’s gship, so there’s no doubt that he’s on board. If he joins the fight, we could be in trouble.” Rocket exined with a small shudder. There were some beings in this gxy that he knew to never tangle with. Ronan was one of them. There were terrifying stories about the Kree man’s cruelty…


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Where are our targets now?” Gamora asked. They needed a proper n of attack.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“They’re currently riding in one of the public transit cars heading towards us. They’ll be passing by us in 20 minutes.” Rocket said while switching through various camera feeds he’d tapped into.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Then we shall ambush them on their transport! They will tell me where Ronan is!” Drax yelled again while gripping his daggers tightly.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“That’s a good idea. We’ll have the advantage in close quarters.” Gamora noted. Drax, Groot and herself were all up close and personal fighters.


    <span style="font-weight:400">The racoon grinned at the thought of the greatest payday of his entire life being so close by. “Let''s do it then! The transit will pass by us in 20 minutes. We’ll hop aboard as it does!” Rocket grabbed all of his weapons and started strapping them to himself. The Collector had a very good weapon collection and had been kind enough to <i><span style="font-weight:400">loan</i><span style="font-weight:400"> some to Rocket. Rocket had no ns on ever giving any of the weapons back of course.


    <span style="font-weight:400">…


    <b>–La–</b>


    <span style="font-weight:400">“It’s kind of weird that there are trains in space.” I noted while looking out the window. Out the window, I could see that scenery starting to shift. The further inwards we made it, the better looking buildings and infrastructure we started to see.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Jean giggled. “I was just thinking that. Some of the boys at the institute were obsessed with trains.” She said fondly in remembrance. “They’ll be so jealous if they find out I rode in one that ran on anti-gravity technology.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Do you still keep in contact with anyone from the institute?” I asked. We were just making small talk while we rode.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Jean sighed. “Not really. The Professor really didn’t want Ororo or myself to leave. I think he wanted us to be X-men forever.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“What are X-men?” Neb asked.


    <span style="font-weight:400">I gave her a quick rundown about mutants and the X-men. Neb nodded in understanding once my exnation was over.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I was also a child soldier. You have my condolences. I can help you kill this <i><span style="font-weight:400">‘Professor’</i><span style="font-weight:400"> if you want?” Neb stated. She was beingpletely serious.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Jean grimaced. “He did pretty much force us to fight, but it wasn’t that bad. We never had to actually kill anyone for him.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“You are lucky. Thanos made me kill someone the second day he imed me as his child. I still remember their screams as I drove the knife into them and they begged for mercy.” Neb stated again. Even with her new organic features, she was a hard woman to read. She masked her emotions very well.


    <span style="font-weight:400">That was a horrifying image. I felt bad that Neb had to go through that as a little girl. I walked over and wrapped her in a hug. Neb was initially startled, it had clearly been a long time since anyone had given her any form offort. After a short pause, she tentatively hugged me back. “This is nice...” Neb said in an almost whisper.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Our touching moment was ruined by Jean a secondter.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Be careful not to let her feel you up for too long, Neb!” Jean warned jokingly from the side. “La already has her own harem and three kids. Be careful around her, or it’ll end up being four.” Akeno had definitely been rubbing off on the redhead if she was able to make teasingments like that.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“It is fine. I will not have another rtionship until my father is dead anyway.” Neb replied as we broke our hug.


    <span style="font-weight:400">I didn’tment on the word “another.” Neb probably had as much baggage attached to her as H did.


    <b>[Maybe more…]</b>


    <span style="font-weight:400">That was surprising considering H was over 1000 years old and Neb looked to be under 30…


    <span style="font-weight:400">I decided to switch the topic of conversation for the rest of our ride. Neb had been all over the gxy and she was an amazing source of information. As a <b>Gamer</b><span style="font-weight:400">, I thought it would be fun to ask about what types of games were avable in space. With the technology being so advanced, I figured that video games had to be pretty awesome as well!


    <span style="font-weight:400">I was disappointed to find out that was not the case…


    <span style="font-weight:400">“So gaming isn’t really a thing in space?” I asked in disbelief. “What do people do for fun?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I have heard of video games, but I don’t believe they’ve ever been particrly popr in any cultures I''ve heard about.” Neb exined. “As a child, I yed outside with other children. Most adults spend their lives working. Otherwise they can’t afford to eat.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“What aboutborws? Minimum wage? Workers guilds?” Jean asked in concern.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Neb tilted her head. “I have never heard of any of those. The only guild I know of is the Ravager’s guild. That’s just a nice way for the pirates and vers tobel themselves though.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“very? I thought Ravager’s didn’t deal in kids?” I asked.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Neb nodded. “They don''t. They have no problem enving older sentients though. It’s a very lucrative business. The Kree and Nova Empires turn blind eyes to the Ravager’s guild. Both participate in the business as well.” Neb exined to the two of us.


    <b>[Oof, you switched from one heavy topic to another one…]</b>


    <span style="font-weight:400">That was disappointing to hear. The Ravagers had been a favorite part of the movies for me. I thought it was only evil beings like the Collector or the Grandmaster who participated in very. I didn''t think it was a gxy-wide problem. I would be speaking to Corpsman Dey and Nova Prime about the topicter.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“very is a thing in space?” Jean asked in disbelief. “Why!? Don’t they have the technology to build robots forbor? Someone needs to put a stop to it! Doesn’t the gxy have some kind of police or something?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">I shook my head. “Not really. It does have an enforcer though. Someone who’s supposed to get rid of societies that go against practices like that.” I told her.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“That''s better than nothing! Who is the enforcer!? They’ve clearly not been doing their job properly.” Jean huffed while folding her arms.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Neb and I deadpanned at Jean. “It’s you, Jean. The Avatar of the Phoenix...”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Oh…” Jean said with a small blush. “I guess I’m going to be spending a lot of time in space in the future. It’s a big job for just me though…” She said nervously.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“You’ll figure it out. There’s a lot of Fallen Angels on Asgard who would be more than happy to work with you as well. A lot of my siblings fell because they enjoyed violence. I''m sure they''d love nothing more than to fight very across the gxy.” I exined. It would be a good way to reintroduce our race to the greater Universe as well. Of course, this would all have to wait until Asgard’s war is over.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I would not be adverse to fighting with you as well.” Neb added.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Jean smiled at both Neb and me. “Thanks, you two. I–”


    <span style="font-weight:400">I didn’t hear the rest of what Jean was saying. A warning from the System popped up in front of my eyes!


    <b>{Emergency Quest Started: Ambush Iing! Fight off your attackers and the Mastermind behind them!}</b>


    <b>{Reward: Level Up x 3! The Power Stone!}</b>


    <b>{Failure: You will end up as a prisoner.}</b>


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Iing!” I called out to both of them. Jean and Neb both snapped to attention. They both had years ofbat experience under their belts. My <b>Rinnegan</b><span style="font-weight:400"> manifested and I quickly nced around to find where the attack wasing from.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Look out!” Neb pointed to the nearest window. I saw an object approaching with a trail of smoke behind it. A rocket was heading directly towards our train car! The aliens around us started screaming in fright!


    <b>“Almighty Push!” </b><span style="font-weight:400">The ss in front of me exploded outwards as an invisible force surged forward to intercept the rocket!


    <b>BOOM!</b>


    <span style="font-weight:400">It <span style="font-weight:400">exploded far enough from our transport that it didn''t cause any damage. I suspected the projectile wasunched from the roof of a building our train just sped by. I didn’t see anyone on it. Whoever had fired it was already gone.


    <b>THUMP! THUMP! THUMP! THUMP!</b>


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Some people justnded on the roof.” Jean cried out while looking up at the ceiling. “I think they''re after us!? Darn it, alien minds are so hard to read!” Her cosmic aura enshrouded her form as she prepared forbat.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Dammit! It could be my father''s spies!” Neb pulled out her pistol and pointed it up. Neb immediately started firing. She didn''t care that she couldn''t see who she was shooting at. Her projectiles tore through the ceiling as she blindly fired.


    <span style="font-weight:400">The aliens sitting around us all screamed in fright. They all started to run away to hide in other sections of the train.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Run for it!”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“These people are crazy!”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I AM GROOT!”


    <b>CRASH!</b>


    <span style="font-weight:400">A section of the ceiling caved in. A very recognizable alien dropped down in front of us. It was Groot! The walking tree man himself. A few other guardians hopped into our car andnded next to him. They were all armed and looking for a fight.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Die, servant of Ronan!” Drax charged forwards with his twin daggers. His focus was solely on Neb, who he tried to skewer.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I''m no one''s servant! Not anymore!” Neb tried to shoot Drax. He was surprisingly agile and avoided most of her shots. The shots that managed to hit him only left small singe marks on his purple skin. His skin was incredibly tough.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Why are you attacking us?” I called out to the rest of the guardians. They seemed to be down a member. I noticed that Peter Quill was not among them for some reason.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Your bounty is ours! The Collector wants you for himself, and we’re here to help him…um…collect.” Rocket exined with a small pause.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I am Groot!”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I know that sounded corny! I realized it right after I said it!”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I am Groot…”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Idiots…” Gamora sighed. “You take care of that one, Groot and I will handle the redhead!” Gamora called out to Rocket. With her orders given, she surged towards Jean. Gamora had no idea how outssed she was here. She ran up to Jean and tried to stab the Phoenix Avatar with her sword.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Jean easily blocked the strike with her powers before she grabbed hold of Gamora telekically. “It''s a little crowded in here. Let''s take this outside.” Jean reached with her other hand and grabbed Groot with her powers as well. She flew out the broken window, dragging two of the Guardians with her.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Of course it''s the Collector who''s after us...” I said out loud. “What happened to Peter Quill? Didn''t he escape the prison with you all?” I asked Rocket. I was hoping he wasn’t dead. That would throw all of my ns for a loop.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“That''s none of your business!” Rocket spat as he pointed arge cannon/ster at me. The gun he was holding was even bigger than himself. The little trash panda frankly looked adorable as he threatened me with it.


    <b>[How is he even lifting something bigger than himself?]</b>


    <i><span style="font-weight:400">‘Wacky Marvel logic, that''s how…’</i><span style="font-weight:400">


    <span style="font-weight:400">Rocket pulled the trigger and a basketball sized st of superheated sma fired directly at me. It didn''t particrly feel dangerous, but I was never one to take careless chances. A couple translucent purple ribs quickly manifested around me. The sma sshed against <b>Susanoo’s</b><span style="font-weight:400"> ribcage harmlessly.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Rocket’s eyes widened. “What the hell!? The Collector himself gave me this weapon. It''s supposed to melt through almost anything!” He grit his teeth and pulled the trigger again. To both of our surprise, his gun did not fire. It made a sputtering noise and a small puff of smoke came out of the barrel. “It only had one shot! What a useless piece of trash!” Rocket cried out in indignation.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I have no idea why you trusted the Collector of all people.” I said with a shrug. “I''m afraid that I''m going to have to take you into custody now, Rocket. That missile you fired earlier could have hurt a lot of people on this train. Also, dozens of prison guards died in the riot you started back on the Kyln.” With that said I rushed towards him faster than he could react. I smacked the gun out of his hand and quickly started removing all the other weapons strapped to his adorable form. Once that was taken care of, I held him up by the scruff of his furry neck and looked him directly in his eyes.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Aaaahh! Let me go, woman!” He said while trying to swipe at my face with his ws. “This is animal abuse!”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“No, I don''t think I will.” With my free hand, I used <b>Creation of All Things</b><span style="font-weight:400"> to create an animal cage made of <b>ck metal.</b>


    <span style="font-weight:400">Rocket looked at the cage I just created fearfully. I recall him having some kind of trauma about being locked up, but I was too annoyed with him to care. I tossed him inside the small cage and locked it. He was taken care of.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Dammit! Let me out of here!”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Not happening.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">I turned my head and saw the Neb was still struggling to take down Drax. She was more nimble than him and could avoid his daggers, but shecked the stopping power to put him down. He was very tough.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Die, servant of Ronan!” Drax shoulder charged at Neb. She somersaulted over him and he ended up stumbling towards me. I cocked my fist back before smacking him directly in the face. Drax’s head whipped backwards and he stumbled for a few steps before copsing unconscious.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Dammit, Drax! That was pathetic! Who goes down in one hit!” Rocket cried out from inside the cage.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Let''s go meet up with Jean.” I told Neb. She picked up Rocket''s cage. I scooped her up with one hand, and grabbed Drax''s unconscious body with the other. My wings manifested behind me as I leapt off the still moving train. I had to fly about a mile back to where she had initially jumped off.


    <span style="font-weight:400">We found Jean fighting Gamora and Groot in the middle of a street. Her two opponents looked worse for wear while Jean still looked perfectly fine. Groot was missing an arm and covered in burn marks. Gamora was bruised and her sword had been snapped in half. She held it up in shock. “How!? The Collector told me this sword was made of an indestructible metal called Vibranium!” Gamora eximed.


    <b>[Looks like Gamora was given a faulty weapon as well…]</b>


    <span style="font-weight:400">Jean hovered a few feet off the ground while gazing down at the two of the dismissively. “You two should just surrender now. Your friends have already been captured.” She said while pointing in my direction. Neb hopped out of my arms and I carelessly tossed Drax onto the dirty ground.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I am Groot!”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Yes! I know I''m in a cage, Groot! The Collector lied to us! The weapons he gave us didn''t work at all!” Heined.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Oh, they served their purpose well enough. They, along with you four, served as an excellent distraction!” A new voice called out smugly.


    <span style="font-weight:400">My instincts screamed at me to move. I pped my wings hard and dove out of the way at thest second. A menacing purple object mmed into the ground where I had been standing! Jean and Neb weren''t as fast as dodging as I was. Simr objects mmed into them. An instantter, a dark purple barrier sprang up around Jean and Neb.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Shit!” Jean cried out. Cosmic fire wafted off her form. Sheshed out and sted the barrier keeping her trapped inside. To my surprise, her mes did nothing as the barrier trapping her held strong!


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Tsk… I was hoping to get both you and the Phoenix Avatar at once for my collection. Oh well, I think I can handle fighting one of you. Believe it or not, I’ve been around a long time.” The Collector said as he stepped forwards. He was grinning at me with pure greed and desire in his eyes. Hanging from his neck was a ne with a small glowing purple stone embedded inside of it. He had the <b>Power Stone</b><span style="font-weight:400"> currently empowering him.


    <b>{The Greediest of the Elders, The Collector: Level 105}</b>


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