"Battle stations", Stark called as a planet came into view. The ship was approaching a vast red planet with considerable speed. Instantly Peter and Emil were on their feet and running towards the controls where Strange and Stark were standing.

"Now", Stark instructed, gesturing towards the two metal arms which seemed to work in steering the ship. "Auto pilot won't be able to land this thing so we're going to have to do it ourselves. Peter and Emil, take the left control. Turn when I say. Strange, you're on backup". Everyone nodded and got into position. Emil and Peter both grasped onto the metal handle anxiously as the planet Titan grew closer.

As the ship broke through the atmosphere, Emil pulled up his mask and tightened his grip. The area where they would land was covered in a deep red sand and littered with wrecks of old forgotten spaceships now half buried in the earth. Anxiety rose as they approached the ground with increasing speed.

"Turn turn turn!" Stark yelled as a hulking metal frame loomed at them. Peter and Emil heaved at the metal arm and the ship began to turn. Peter's mask activating as he pulled. But not fast enough. The whole machine gave a shudder as the frame clipped the end, breaking it off behind them. Debris flew everywhere as the ship skidded across the ground. Strange lifted his arms and weird symbols appeared in the air around the four of them, protecting them from any debri as they ship broke apart around them.

Eventually the juddering and groaning came to a halt as the ship rested into the sand. Emil let himself collapse to the floor with a huff, body pumping with adrenaline. Next to him Peter sighed in relief and dropped into a crouch on his heels.

Stark clapped his hands, "great steering men". Emil gave him a look as Dr Strange dropped his shield.

"That was a lot tougher than I expected", Peter huffed. He stretched, rolling his arms and shoulders to uncoil his muscles.

Emil raised an eyebrow, grin hidden but Peter recognised the crinkling of his nose. "We're alive aren't we?" Peter let out a small chuckle through his mask and leaned towards him. Their noses rubbed through the material in a comforting Eskimo kiss as they rested their foreheads together.

"Okay cut it out", Stark waved a hand. "I don't need horny teenagers to add to my list of problems". He made a shooing gesture. "Go and explore the ship, check for hostiles and all that whilst Strange and I talk".

Emil grumbled and flicked the bird at them as Peter dutifully webbed off, one hand around his boyfriend's waist as he lifted the other with him. "Just because you are stronger than me", Emil muttered as Peter set him down on one of the ruins of the ships upper levels. "Does not mean that you need to pick me up all the time".

"It does make it easier though". Emil could hear Peter chuckling. He climbed over some debris towards an open part of the ship where the wall had been torn away by the landing. Emil paused as his eyes took in the barren red desert surrounding them. The black metal hulks of forgotten ruins loomed around them like ghostly spectres. Whilst the orange sun hung in the yellow sky like a cruel beacon, not hot but not welcoming either. 

"We should report back", Peter muttered as Emil froze next to him. They had both obviously spotted the same thing. Quicker than they had come, Peter three Emil over his shoulder and leapt over the debris that they had just taken five minutes to climb over in a single bound. He landed on a clearer platform directly above where stark and Strange were arguing again.

"I hate your super strength sometimes", Emil grumbled as Peter dropped him on his feet.

"That's not what you said the other night", Peter retorted absentmindedly. Emil cuffed him around the back of the head in embarrassment. Peter ignored it and began to lower himself upside down towards Stark and Strange below. Rolling his eyes at his boyfriend's spider attitude to gravity, Emil slid down the web after him.

"You know", Peter was saying, interrupting the adults conversation. "If aliens lay eggs in me and I try to eat you, I'm sorry". Emil coughed on a laugh.

"If hear another single pop culture reference out of you two for the rest of the trip, do you understand", Stark warned.

"They're in the walls", Emil stated, smirking.

"Somethings coming", Peter elaborated.

No sooner had he finished speaking did something bounce and land between their feet. Emil couldn't get a good look at in before it exploded, sending them all falling. Him and Peter lost their grip on the web and flew back to land heavily against the floor with a thud. Across the room, figures charged through a hole in the wall with gun like objects pointed towards them.

"Thanos!" One of them shouted in what sounded like english. A blue figure roared and threw something towards Strange which he blocks with a magic circle. Another hostile flew into the air on jet powered shoes pursued by Stark. He did something that must have been electro magnetic as it rendered Stark stuck to a metal beam.

"Aaaaahhhh!" Peter yelled, crawling backwards as a female figure with large black eyes and glowing antenna loomed over them. "Please don't put your eggs in me!" He shrieked as he webbed the alien up. Emil hastily teleported away with a flash, landing a few feet away.

The female figure hopped forwards towards him and Emil recoiled backwards. They had been so focused on her that the flying hostile was able to land a kick which sent Peter flying backwards. He aimed his guns at Emil who flashed away as he began firing. The flying alien chose to turn his attention back to Peter, quickly immobilising him with an electrical wire device.

"Hey everybody, lets chill the f out", he said in English as he held a gun to Peter's head. Stark had managed to free himself and hovered over them threateningly as Strange held a magic circle over the blue alien.

"Yeah", Emil said from behind the alien holding Peter. He had his hand pointed into a finger gun and pressed to the side of the alien's head. "I think you should chill the fuck out and let him go".

The alien sighed and pressed something on his head. The thing must have been a helmet as it melted away to reveal a human man in his mid thirties with sandy hair. He pointed his gun at them. "I'm going to ask this one time. Where is Gamora?"

"I'll do you one better", Stark retorted and he landed in front of them. "Who is Gamora?"

"I'll do you one better, why is Gamora?" The blue alien at Dr Strange's feet yelled. Emil snorted.

"Tell me where the girl is or I'm going to French fry this little freak", the sandy haired non alien human Male growled.

"Do that and I'll melt your brain", Emil responded. "And don't you dare call my boyfriend a freak you overgrown mole rat".

"He can do it", Peter squeaked. "I've seen him shoot through a wall and a plane with one shot".

"Oh yeah, you don't want to tell me where she is. That's fine. I'll just kill all four of you and beat it out of Thanos myself". The gun pressed closer to Peter's head.

"Or you can try and die", Emil warned. He let the energy condense in his hand but did not release it. The tip of his finger flower bright blue and the man eyed it nervously.

"Is this ninja looking freak really trying to finger gun me?" It was a rhetorical question.

"Thanos? Wait what master do you serve?" Dr Strange paused.

"What am I supposed to say, Jesus?" The guy retorted sarcastically.

"You're from Earth", Stark stated.

"I'm from Missouri".

"Yeah that's on earth dipshit. So what are you hassling is for?"

"So you're not with Thanos?" Peter asked hesitantly. Emil stayed still, finger still pressed against the guys head.

"Not which Thanos? No! I'm here to kill Thanos! Who are you guys?" The guy looked confused.

Peter's mask disappeared to reveal his face and he frowned at the guy holding him captive. "We're the avengers man".

"Oh the ones Thor told us about", the alien girl, who was trying to hop closer to them, chirped. The guy released his hold on Peter and stepped back. As soon as Peter was out of danger, Emil dropped his hand and walked over to stand next to him.

"You know Thor?"

"Yeah", the guy shrugged. "Tall, not that good looking, needed saving". At 'not that good looking' both Peter and Emil blinked at him in incongruity.

Stark seemed out of his depth. "Okay then. Iron man, or Tony Stark. You?" He held out a hand which the guy shook.

"Peter Quill. The blue guy is Drax and the girl is Mentis". They shook hands begrudgingly.

"That behind me is Dr Strange, whilst the kids are Spider-Man and Boo".

"Nice!" Peter cheered. "I'm called Peter too! That's so cool! Oh and this is my boyfriend Emil". He did a display gesture with his hands that made Emil seem like a newly unveiled wonder. Emil had to fight from giggling at his boyfriend's antics. He always marvelled at how easily Peter made friends.

"Nice", Quill shook Peter's hand. "Sorry for holding you at gunpoint kid".

"It's okay".

"Emil", Emil shook Quill's hand as well. He pulled down his mask and stared the other straight in the eye. "And I'm not sorry for threatening to melt you brain". In order to make his threat clear, Emil pointed his still glowing finger at the wall and released the coils up energy. The marble of blue energy shot forward, melting through the debris, the wall behind and disappearing into rest of the ship. Peter Quill looked suitably both afraid and impressed.

"You threaten to kill my boyfriend again and that is your head, you understand?" Emil smiled sweetly despite his glowing eyes.

"Wow, I don't doubt you kid".

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It's rather late this update. But happy new year.