A Raccoon/Human hybrid was facing two men in a alleyway on Xandar. He wore a mask that looked similar to the one worn by Peter Quill, leader of the Guardians of the Galaxy, with some slight changes so that it fit on his more Raccoon like head. He also wore a maroon colored leather jacket and blue T-shirt like Peter Quill as well.
"What's with the get-up there dude? You some Peter Quill wannabe fanboy or something?" The first man spoke obviously he was the leader or brains of the criminal duo he had black torn up leather jacket with ripped up jeans and everything about his look screamed thug. The man's comment caused the masked figure to laugh.
"Thank you for the compliment of noticing how I look like my father." This response made the two men looked confused.
"Your father?" The second man asked in confusion. The masked figure deactivated his mask revealing a face that looked like a more youthful Rocket Raccoon but with a slightly lighter colored fur coat. Another difference was that a patch of fur that grew longer on his head to give him a piece of fur that hung down infront of his face that sweeped to the side over his brow, to put it simply he looked like if Peter had magically become part Raccoon.
"Orion Jason Quill at your service." Orion said with a smirk as he drew his twin blasters and twirled them in his hands like a show-off before signalling the two men to make their move.
As the first man lunged at Orion he parried the attack using one of his blasters. Using his other Blaster he quickly stunned the second man quickly turning the fight into a one-on-one. As the fight kept going the earpiece in Orion's ear rang he moved one hand up quickly to answer it before continuing his combat.
"Hello~" He chimed.
"Where the flark are you Orion you are late to your own birthday celebration!!!" Rocket's agitated voice boomed from the earpiece and Orion mentally cringed he hated when his father got mad.
"Sorry Dad I'll be home in just a few seconds." Orion replied with a grunt as he dodged a blow from his opponent and fired his stun gun and dropped his opponent to the ground.
"Was that a blaster?! You know I told you to stop playing hero. The Nova Corps. and us will handle things." Rocket scolded. Rocket knows he comes off as conescending to his son sometimes but he just doesn't want Orion to do something foolish and get hurt. It was the sole reason he didn't want Orion to grow up with the guardians on the move in the first place.
"But dad, they were just some petty thugs they weren't even properly armed." Orion reasoned.
"Fine whatever, just get your catch to the Nova Corps. and get your flarking ass back here." Rocket grumbled and hung up.
"When the flark will Dad stop treating me like a weak defenseless child?..." Orion grumbled as he handcuffed the two thugs and called for pick up from the Nova Corps. Within nine minutes two Nova Corps. workers arrived and picked up the two men.
"Thanks Orion, and happy birthday." One of the workers said before driving off. Once Orion saw the scene was clear he decided to make his way back to the house.
As Orion walked into the house he was greeted by a group cheer of, "Happy Birthday Orion." and even Rocket seemed to cheer up a bit seeing that his son was home safe allowed him to relax and at least enjoy himself for Orion's sake.
"Thanks everyone so who's ready for some nice food and some time together as a family huh?" Orion greeted as he took his jacket off and put it neatly on a nearby couch along with his blasters.
