Vol. 6
A few corpsmen trotted up to Peter. Ones he recognized. Not this guy. You let one police officer live because he bought you a drink a now you have to deal with police officers that aren't as scared of him as he wants them to be
"Hey. It's Quill the Cannibal, I heard you got a new code name," He waved some other Corpsmen over, telling them to snag him with the gravity ray too, "Star Prince was it?" Dey asked as he was pulled up from the ground, still groggy from the electricity.
"Star-Lord," He murmured, "Come on man, it's an outlaw name," He was hovering in the air now. Those freaking gravity beam, who even invested these dang things, they were way too cow abductions.
"Relax pal. It's cool to have a code name," His voice patterned off as he got farther away and closer to the raccoon. He heard Dey's partner talking,
"You know Quill," He seemed kinda scared.
"He's really not the bad of a guy," Dey said, his reputation was flying out the window
"But, he eats people," At least he knows that he's dangerous. There's no point in being a space outlaw if no one is scared of him. They were too far away from him to hear anymore. He was right next to the raccoon now.
"So, want to team up?" Quill murmured as he looked at the ships surrounding them.
They had them in a line-up. Carted off to some analyzing station as Dey looked them over one by one.
Gamora was first, Brooker turned out to be right. Ronan was someone you should mess with Gamora on his side.
The Raccoon, 89p13 or Rocket, turned out to be a super-intelligent Raccoon and the tree, Groot, is his partner.
"Peter Jason Quill, also known as 'Cannibal Quill'," Dey said, "A Terran raised from youth by a Ravanger group lead by Yondu Udanta. He's escaped from 2 prisons and has 30 counts of confirmed murders. He has extreme strength and speed, rapid healing, and some sort of internal weapon,"
"How do we contain him," Asked another guard. Peter stopped his flipping off of the Gaurd for a second to listen closer.
"We have a type of tranquilizer that seemed to work on his blood cells. We are going to inject him in a moment," said another guard.
"Now wait just a moment-" Peter was cut off as the conveyer belt he was standing on moved and he was pulled out of the room and into a holding cell with the others.
"So you really are Quill the Cannibal," Rocket said, poking his leg.
"Ow, stop! What kind of mercenary are you?"Peter yanked his leg away as the Raccoon sniffed him and proceeded to study him, "I've never met a single person dumb enough to go after me with less than 10 people behind them,"
"We almost had you," Rocket said.
"I would have got away," Peter stepped around the room. It seemed like a perfect cube the second all the doors where closed. No deviation at all. No way out.
"Sure you would have," Rocket said just as a sharp pain hit Peter in the side of the neck out of nowhere. He pulled a dart out. How had he forgot the syrume they were talking about. He felt his himself almost instantly go week as the ghoulish powers left him. How the heck did they figure it out?!
"What was that," Rocket said, as Peter slid down the wall and leaned back. He was felling real dizzy.
"I guess they were pretty worried about me breaking out again, they must have figured out what could stop my... less human side," He wasn't even lying, he was too out of it to, he could verily smell Gamora's blood in the air. He wasn't even hungry for it. He would have felt human if it wasn't for the complete lack of strength, verily even enough to move.
"Do you really eat people," Gamoras asked, from the other corner of the cube.
"Yes," Peter said, his head lolling back and tapping against the metal as he looked at her. Rocket backed away, he must have that that was just an intimidation technique.
"Why?" She questioned.
"My body can't process animals and plants," He glanced to Rocket and Groot, his eyebrow queried. Could he eat them? He had been thinking about since the second he saw them in the back of his mind, which probably said a lot about him. But in his dazed state, he was willing to state it, "It might have something to do with whether or not the being is sentient though. Now that I think about it. You don't have to worry though, I ate earlier today," That probably freaked them out more.