Marvel: Mr. President

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Freedom One made a few jumps to arrive at the planet called Sovereign. It was a strange cluster of large and small planets. Something that's realistically impossible but not a big deal in this universe.

The main planet was the biggest one, where the High Priestess lived. Hector looked at the datapad and searched for a general introduction to this race. The Ravagers were pretty organised, it seemed.

The Sovereign were a highly advanced, genetically engineered galactic race. As a species, the Sovereign had evolved beyond the need for sexual reproduction and now controlled the DNA of the progeny through birthing pods. This means that each member of the Sovereign is specially designed to the optimal physical and mental level as designed by the community.

The Ravagers interface also revealed what kind of government and people they were. Synarchy or theocracy was their choice of government. Their cultural traits included conceitedness, arrogance, haughtiness, hubris, easily offended, vengeful.

"Hmm, so they are a race of fools who became too smart. Their civilisation lacks any sort of love it seems, since procreation is not seen as necessary. No wonder they have such cultural traits," he muttered to himself.

"Moony, what do you say, should we do this job?" He asked the good boy, sleeping with the head resting on the lap.

Moony had a big yawn before he lightly woofed. ~Sure, dad. You are invisible. And I am getting bored,~

"Haha, you mean invincible. Okay, you want a bone? Go and get it then," he ordered. He knew that Moony also knew where his treats were stored, good boy just knew he should not touch them.

Wagging his tail, Moony shot away like a bullet. Just then, the first mate of the ship, Kraglin Obfonteri, came to inform him, "Mister President, we have the clearance to land. But they have denied any of us from exiting the ship other than the commander."

"Oh, that's me. Fine, tell them I agree to this condition. Say that the commander and his three sub-commanders will be coming." He ordered and got back to reading about the planet.

Meanwhile, on the ship, Yondu was looking around at the four new inhabitants of what was his precious ship. ~Which one of them is the sorcerer?~

Yondu, being a knowledgable alien, understood how powerful Sorcerers can be, so he was interested in finding that person out and suggesting a better deal for them to instead work for him.

But he was left scratching his bald head as he could not find the sorcerer. "Is it this man?" He wondered, seeing Logan from afar, drinking alcohol like it was water. *CLANK* Just then, Logan extended his claws and opened the bottles.

~What the hell is he?~ Yondu wondered. But he felt that this man can't be a sorcerer. To become a sorcerer, one needs discipline and focus, this man seemed to lack both. So, that left the boy, Peter Quill, he knew this wasn't it.

"Does that mean, that giant beast is the sorcerer?" He wondered about Moony, watching him as the good boy rested on a mat near Hector's feet while nibbling on a bone.

~Can animals even be Sorcerers?~ he wondered. But in the end, he could not find an answer. Only time would tell.

The ship soon docked itself on a spaceport on the planet. Hector, Moony, Logan and Yondu disembarked to go and meet the High Priestess Ayesha. They were greeted by a golden-skinned woman, wearing some loose garbs. "Welcome to Sovereign, High Priestess is waiting for you in the chambers,"

"Sure, lead the way," Hector followed behind while looking left and right. The view was something out of a sci-fi movie, the planet was technologically advanced but somehow they kept the natural beauty intact.

The great thing about being a space civilisation was that you can throw your trash away in space and also bring more resources without destroying the planet. Something Earth greatly needed.

They were brought inside a big futuristic-looking building. It was hard to determine if it was a palace or a skyscraper since its base was at least 50 storeys high but multiple towers were protruding out of it, each going more than a mile in height.

"This is our administrative building of the administrative Sovereign Planet, home to the High Priestess Ayesha and the Sovereign council." The one leading them explained.

"Have you ever been here before?" Hector asked Yondu.

"No, they don't even allow the likes of us to enter their star system. They don't send out many jobs either, at least not to Ravagers. If they are ready to hire us, that means they are desperate and nobody else is taking it." Yondu made his guesses.

"We should be ripping them off," Logan muttered, smoking his cigar. The man had truly let himself go with alcohol and smoking, but thankfully, he never passed out.

"We should," Yondu agreed. If they were going to take this job that might kill them, it's better if they can get some more money out of it.

But this was unacceptable to Hector, "Absolutely not, we are here not just to do a job but to create connections. In the future, when I create my own space logistics company, they might become my customers. I need to show my goodwill and leave a good impression on their leader. This is how business works,"

"I thought you were the leader of a faction in your nation, not a businessman," Yondu wondered vocally.

Hector bellowed in laughter, "Bwahaha... I ran a capitalist faction boy, even the leaders need to be a businessman first before becoming a politician."

"Please stand here and wait for the call," the alien stopped them in front of a big door and entered alone.

"Woof!" Moony talked, ~Dad, will there be different meat to eat?~

"Hmm, I will have to look for their market and see what they sell. I wonder if they also sell cargo ships."

Yondu interjected, "If you want to buy any ship, go to Xandar, it's a business hub, though they will be expensive. The cheaper markets are those junkyard planets and the black market places, but the quality is questionable there."

"Great, let's go to Xandar after finishing this mission. It's good if we can establish good relations with the Nova Empire." He muttered.

This left Yondu's face as confused as Moony's after seeing a vanishing trick, "Just so you remember, we are supposed to be bandits."

"Good bandits, there's a big difference in that."

They stopped talking when the giant door started to open dramatically. But, instead of being welcomed, a few men appeared with guns, followed by the same alien who led them here. "High Priestess Ayesha welcomes the Freedom Clan of the Ravagers. But I am afraid the animals can't be allowed inside,"

Logan didn't even wait, he just turned around and started leaving since he knew exactly what would happen.

~Dad, they called me an animal.~ Moony made sad noises.

Hector boomed, "How dare you call my son that? He's not an animal, he's a good boy, my second commander. Look at him, so cute, so small. Look at his face,"

"Wuf!" Moony lightly barked.

The alien stared at Moony's face. ~Small? He can swallow me whole in a bite... But~

Yes, he was damn cute. But she insisted, "Mister... President? Please understand, we cannot allow any danger to come near the High Priestess,"

"You think he's a mindless beast? Moony, what's two plus three?" Hector asked him.

"Woof Woof Woof Woof Woof!" the good boy answered.

"See, he's smart. And you know what, goodbye. Tell your high priestess to save her brother herself, see you," He turned around and started to leave with Moony.

Yondu alternatively looked, ~What the... he was just talking about making a connection.~

For a few seconds, the fools of Sovereign continued to watch them all leave, not realising that they had fucked up. The truth was, the job that they had posted was not being taken by anybody for the last few months.

They also knew that they can not just send their army to make war with the ruler of Sakaar, the Grandmaster, as the mad man was much more powerful than them, plus, their logical brains told them to avoid war over a single person.

Just when they had lost all hope, someone took the job. They didn't know how strong they were, but Ravagers were fairly well known, them taking the job was like a dim light in the darkness.

"STOP! You all may enter, with your... son." a voice came from inside the chamber.

Hector paused for a second, looked back and turned away again in indignation, "Hmph, I am not interested anymore,"

"We will pay double," the voice added.

This made Hector stop, "No, I don't want your double money. What I want is a business contract."

As soon as Yondu heard that, his eyes nearly popped out, ~This mad man... this is fucking genius!~

"Interesting, you may enter my chambers so we can talk face to face. Welcome to Sovereign,"

This voice most likely belonged to the High Priestess, Hector guessed. Forgetting all the anger, he walked back into the chamber. This time he fixed his collar first. He was, after all, wearing the same old red uniform of the Grand General of Allied Forces. But now, he had a patch of Ravagers on the side of his arm.

*BAM* Logan patted Yondu's back, as he was not moving, "Don't think too much, I stopped doing that long ago. Get used to his mad schemes. Here, take a sip,"

He offered a small bottle of whiskey as an experienced big brother.

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