Okay guys, so this is one of my new stories. It's an experiment, to see if I can pull off writing from a boy's point of view. I just hope this isn't total shit.

Oh, and the character's name is Harvey Quill. He's Peter Quill's baby brother. I hope you guys like him. Please let me know how this is! Many thanks for reading!

DISCLAIMER: I don't own any Marvel property. Ever. Obviously.

Petey had me on his lap. He was holding me tight, but he had those headphones on. If I leaned on him enough, I could hear the music, too.

Momma liked to play that music. She played it all the time.

Grandpa came back out of the room, and pulled the headphones off of Petey's head, picking me up, and patted Petey's leg.

"Come on, boys. Your momma wants to speak with you."

Petey got up, and Grandpa put the cassette player in his backpack, pushing Petey into the room. I held onto Grandpa, setting my head on his shoulder. I was tired. I just wanted to go home.

All our family was standing around Momma, and Grandpa pushed Petey forward. Momma reached out for me. I reached for her, too, and Grandpa set me down right next to her. She pulled me close, and looked at Petey, speaking to him first.

"Why are you fighting with the other boys again, baby?" Petey put his head down, and shrugged. But Momma used that voice of hers on 'im. "Peter."

"They killed a little frog that ain't done nothin'. Smushed it with a stick." Momma smiled at him.

"You are so like your daddy. You look like him, too." Momma looked at me, and I smiled big at her. "And so are you, Harvey, and your daddy was an angel. Composed out of pure light."

"Mer? You got a present there for Peter, don't you?" Grandpa asked.

"Of course. And one for little Harvey, too." Momma pushed the presents that were next to her. Grandpa picked them up, and put them in Petey's backpack, for safekeeping. She looked at Petey. "You and your brother open those when I'm gone, okay?" Petey nodded, but he looked like he was gonna cry.

I didn't know why everyone was cryin'. Grandpa told me that Momma was gonna go to a better place, a better place than here. So why was everybody cryin'?

"Don't cry, baby. Your grandpa is gonna take such good care of you." Momma held out a hand to Petey, and held me closer, hugging me tight. "You have to promise me you'll watch out for your little brother. Okay?" Petey nodded again. "Your grandpa's gonna take care of you two until your daddy comes back to get you." She reached out her hand, when Petey looked away. "Take my hand." Petey couldn't stop crying. He couldn't. I held onto the one she had around me, sitting up now, and grabbed Petey's hand.

"Petey." Grandpa told him to take Momma's hand, and Momma asked him again, but he wouldn't. I turned back to Momma, and looked her in the eyes. I watched as she closed her eyes.

The beeping that had been happening stopped. I got confused, when Petey started getting upset, yelling and screaming. I ran after him, when Grandpa had to drag him out of the room. Grandpa grabbed Petey by the shoulders, and I grabbed Petey's hand.

"You've got to stay here, with your brother. Please?"

"No." Petey said it again, and I watched Grandpa go back into the room. He looked like he was gonna cry now, too. I turned to Petey.

"Why you cryin', Petey? Momma's better now." Petey let go of my hand, and ran out the doors. I followed him as fast as I could, but he was taller than me. He could run a lot faster. "PETEY!" I yelled to him, as he ran out into the middle of the field, behind the hospital. He fell down on the grass, and as soon as I caught up to him, I fell next to him. "Petey, why did you leave me?"

"No." He was still crying. A loud noise went off above us, and I looked up at the night sky. A bright light shone down on us, and it made me squint my eyes.

"Petey, wassat?" He grabbed me, and hugged me close. A beam shot down, and surrounded us. I screamed now, scared. "PETEY!"

"It's okay, Harvey, I've got ya. Big brother's got ya." I hugged closer to Petey. "I won't let anything happen to you. I promise."

"Pete, come on. This is ridiculous." Pete ignored me as he landed the ship, and grabbed his jacket along with his Walkman. I spun around in my seat, watching him stalk off. "Pete!"

"Last one there is a rotten egg!" He yelled back at me, jumping down the stairs to the bottom level. I rolled my eyes, and grabbed my own jacket, pulling it on. I grabbed my knapsack, and stormed down the stairs, muttering about stupid fucking older brothers. They'll get you into any trouble they can.

I put the helmet pieces on when Pete yelled at me to, tossing them to me before he opened up the hatch. I did as told, and followed him out onto the desert planet. There were guisers bursting from the planet's crust, raining down on the both of us.

"You realize that you could be getting us both killed right now? Once Yondu finds us, he's gonna put that freaky arrow through our skulls!"

"He's not gonna kill us, Harves! If he wanted to do that, he would have done it the moment he took us from Earth!" I grumbled, but flicked my collar up, holding it close to keep from getting rained on. Leather jackets didn't help much in this situation.

Peter lead the way to the remains of a city, and I pulled out the scanner from my sack, knocking it a couple times to kick it into gear. Once it turned on, it scanned the whole city, showing us using holograms of what the city used to look like. It even showed people moving about. I lead the way to the entrance, and once we got through, I shut the tech off, shoving it back in my sack.

"What are we even looking for, anyway?" Peter ignored me, pulling his Walkman out of his sack. "Peter!" He just made a face at me and kept moving forward, dancing to the beat of whatever he was listening to. He kicked a couple rat-like creatures, and messed with the skeleton of some alien race I couldn't place the name of. He stomped through puddles, and when we hit a break in the ground, we floated over it using our boot rockets.

Peter jumped up the steps that led to this giant set of double doors, covered in dirt and overgrown plants. I rolled my eyes and walked up them normally, and Pete stepped aside, still bouncing to the beat of his music. I pulled out the lock picking tools and got to work on the lock in front of me, spinning it just right to open the doors up.

Pete stopped dancing, and took off his headset, shutting off the music. He stepped inside once the doors were fully open, and pulled a light out of his sack, shaking it to life. He stepped froward, and held an arm up to block me, making me stay back until he was halfway to the item in the room. The orb we were looking for.

It was floating above a pedestal, surrounded by a magnetic force to keep it there, and keep it safe. Pete set the light on the floor a couple feet in front of it and gestured for me to come forward, as he moved closer to the orb. I pulled the trap out of my sack, and moved forward, dropping it on the floor next to where the orb was being held. It pulled the metallic-looking orb out of the force field it was being shielded by, and Pete picked it up as soon as it did, closing up the trap after it was gone. I picked up the trap and shoved it back in my sack, frowning at the orb as Pete looked it over.

"We can all the way here for that thing? What is it, anyway?" We heard weapons cocked, and both turned, looking at the men stalking through the door. One was black, with electric blue eyes, and metal bits poking out of his skull. He ordered Pete to drop it, and Pete just went into sarcastic mode, trying to throw them off. Make them think that he was a dumbass.

"Um, hey." Pete slowly raised his hands up, and I did as well, looking between Pete and Blue. Blue ordered his men in his native tongue, which I didn't know. He gestured towards us, and the relic, but kept his gun pointed at us.

"Drop it, now!"

"Hey, cool, man. No problem." Pete dropped the orb, and the other guys came forward, poking their guns into our sides. "No problem at all." The orb rolled towards Blue and he knelt down, picking it up, holding it so that we could see it.

"How do you know about this?" He demanded.

"We don't even know what that is. We're junkers, we were checking stuff out." I answered his question.

"You don't look like junkers. You're wearing Ravager garb." Blue accused, and Peter answered now.

"It's just an outfit, man-" He cut himself off when the guy poking him did it even harder. "Ninja Turtle, you better stop poking me." I fought off a smirk, but Blue yelled, almost making me jump.

"WHAT ARE YOUR NAMES?"

"My name is Harvey Quill, okay? And he's Peter Quill." I answered him quickly, and Peter just shot him a wide-eyed look.

"Dude, chill out." Blue ordered us to move, and Peter demanded to know why, which almost made me face-palm.

"Ronan may have questions for you." Blue said menacingly, and the Ninja Turtles poked us more, trying to get us to move forward and follow. Peter halted, though, calling to Blue and pointing.

"Hey, you know, there's another name you might know me by." Aw, shit, Pete. Don't say it. Blue turned, and waited. Peter smirked as he said it. "Star-Lord." And there it is. We're dead.

"Who?"

"Star-Lord, man. Legendary outlaw?" No one knows who you are. Give it the up, dude. Blue even raised his arms in an 'are-you-shitting-me' gesture. Peter turned to the Ninja Turtles, too, seeing if recognition crossed their masked faces, which probably hid something extremely ugly. Glad they were on. "Guys?"

"Move!" Blue ordered, and I went to move forward, but Peter rolled his eyes when he turned his back.

"Ah, screw this." When he was moved forward, he was in reach of the light, which he kicked at the Ninja Turtles. When it hit them, it exploded, and I ducked my head, pulling my guns out and shooting Blue when he turned around, knocking him down. He dropped the orb, and I knelt down and grabbed it, staring at it for a second. Pete urged me to move, but Blue got back up, and Pete ducked when he blasted his own weapon, blowing out the back wall. Pete pulled his gun out now and shot him, sending him back down. "Come on, Harves, let's move." He grabbed my arm and tugged me from the floor. I tapped the mask unit at the same time he did, and we started up our rocket boots, flying out of the empty space in the wall before Blue could get up again. We rolled for a second, but I got right back up, grabbing Peter by the collar and dragging him up with me, running back to the ship. There were more Ninja Turtles next to two more ships near ours, and I pulled out the magnetic trap, setting it off and tossing it near them as they started to blast us, immediately getting stuck to it once I threw it. I jumped into the ship first with Peter right behind me, landing right on top of me to boot. I grunted and tried to push him off of me, but he was too heavy with all his gear.

"Dude, get the fuck off of me." Peter got up and sat in the pilot's seat, with me taking up the seat next to him, strapping in as he started up the ship. I looked up, and my eyes went wide, when I saw that Blue had gotten to them, and they'd started to put a bigger blaster together. "Move faster, Pete, we got incoming."

"I'm working, Harvey! Shut the hell up!" As soon as he said that, he got the ship in the air, and jutted the ship just as they blasted us, only shooting rocks instead as he took off. Peter burst out laughing, and I rolled my eyes, hanging on to the straps. He turned and glanced at the idiots through the window, but his success didn't last long. I yelled at him as a guiser rose out of the crust of the planet, hitting the ship hard, and sending Peter right into the hood of the ship, smacking his face against the glass. I rolled my eyes, but after the guiser let up, I hit the switch and got the ship going again, taking off to get as far away from this place as possible. Peter landed back onto the floor of the ship, and I smirked, keeping the ship steady as another voice was heard. Pete's guest, from last night, that he had totally forgotten about. Again.

"Peter?" She asked, and I heard Pete stumble over his words.

"Hey, uh...uh, I..." Pete started snapping his fingers, trying to find her name in his head, but it was probably long gone.

"Bereet." She reminded him, and he repeated her.

"Look, I'm gonna be totally honest with you. I forgot that you were here." I heard a smacking sound, and laughed.