"BRACE YOURSELVES!" Black.

Peter Quill grunted as he looked around. He blinked his eyes open a little bit more each time. Something was...pushing? Pulling? He looked down and noticed his seatbelt had him still safe in his seat of from ship, but he was on the ground? Not in his ship? He unbuckled so he could stand. He pushed himself up but immediately regretted the movement. He hissed as his head pounded at the move.

"Damnit!" He rubbed his temple a bit before looking around. What planet were they even on?! There were trees everywhere. The sun was just coming up.

"Gamora?" He shouts. He waits a minute before a clanging sound comes from his battered ship. Wasn't there fault that another alien idiot can't drive a ship functionally.

"Peter!" Quill looks over and sees Drax. He's covered in some dirt but he wears a slight smile at the thought of having found a friend.

"Drax! Hey, you alright?" Drax nods but grimaces a bit. "What's hurting?" Drax cradles his shoulder a bit. "Out of socket or just jostled a bit?" Drax sighs.

"Just jostled, thank the overlords." Quill opened his mouth to say 'thank the lord' and not 'overlords' but just let that go.

"Have you seen Gamora or anyone else?" Drax shook his head. "I've only just awoken from...whatever that was." Quill nods as he looks at the destruction. Rockets gonna hate them all. Well, longer now.

"Whaaa!" The sudden cry makes Quill jump. "Is that Groot?" Drax asks. He looks around. "Whaaaaaaa!" It was definitely Groot.

"Groot?!" Then Quill looks up and sees the young guardian hanging from a tree limb. The baby tree was crying from his stiff muscles as he hangs on for dear life.

"Groot! Buddy, just let go, I'll catch you." Quill insists. Drax nods to confirm. Groot whimpers from the tree he dangles from.

The baby tree sniffles as he hesitantly let's go and feels himself being pulled back down to the planet they crashed on.

"Gotcha!" Quill announces as the baby bark child lands safely in his hands.

"I am Groot." The small sapling cries before clutching to Quills jacket. "That's It little guy, it'll be just fine. How about we find Gamora and your old pal Rocket?" Groot nods in the crook of Quills neck.

"Gamora was in the back, correct?" Dead asks as he steps over pieces of the ship. Quill thinks for a moment before agreeing, "yeah! She went to grab the repulser for her suit that Rocket had. I guess it shorted out and needed fixed."

A loud crash made Groot whimper and cling to Quill. Dead took out his knife while Quill took out his blaster.

"See anything?" Asked Quill.

"No." Was Drax's simple answer. The trio stalked over. Groot whimpered as they got closer.

"Rocket." Was Draxs first words when they reached the location of the crash. The trio jumped over things to reach the raccoon. They looked down at him and saw he was a little out of it.

"Rocket? Hey!" Quill was waving a hand in front of him. Rocket blinked a bit and looked at Quill. "Quill?" It was a croak.

"I am Groot!" The small tree slid down Quills form and went straight to Rocket. "Hey, Groot." Groot smiled.

"Rocket, are you okay?" Drax asked as he knelt next to the raccoon. Rocket grunted as he picked his head up.

"Mmm, not sure." The raccoon sat all the way up and rubbed his head a bit. "Let's see." Rocket stood and grunted, his ears flying back. "What is causing you pain?" Drax asks, concern lacing his voice.

"My back." Quill frowned and had Rocket turn around. The raccoons back was bloody. His suit was torn a bit and that showed blood.

"Okay, ummm, we need to get the cleaned off." Rocket clenched his teeth when Drax took out a cloth and started wiping it off.

"Gentle, Drax." Quill warned. Groot glared at the tattooed man.

"None of your...mechanics are tampered with. Just looks like something cut through your back, my friend." Rocket nodded at the information.

"Looks like everyone else is fine. Sorta."A voice said from behind everyone. They all whipped their heads around.

It was Gamora. She had a small smile planted on her face and blood running down the side of her head and she gripped her side.

"Gamora!" Quill shot up and went straight towards her. He lightly hugged her so he wouldn't hurt her.

She returned the hug.

"Anyone know what planet we are on?" everyone shook their heads.

"Damn."

"Oh my god, Rocket! What happened?" Gamora gasped as she noticed Drax wrapping up the raccoons body.

"M' fine." Came the grunt from her ring-tailed friend. Gamora looked at Quill who confirmed the raccoons grunt, "He'll be just fine. As long as he doesn't lose more blood."

"So, anyone hungry?" Groot nodded vigorously.

"Me too!" Drax shouted. Rocket rolled his eyes.

"The Ravengers should be here shortly with something to haul this thing outta here and make it look brand new. You might have to help, Rocket. But, other than that, we should eat." Quill smirked at his team.

"You always choose the wrong moment to be a total di-." Quill put his hands over Groots invisible ears.

"This is why you have to work on his language with him!" Rocket smiled a bit in return to the scolding.