The video presents an original fan‑written scene that diverges from the canonical Guardians of the Galaxy storyline. It opens with a chaotic encounter between the Guardians—Star‑Lord, Gamora, a young Peter Quill, and supporting characters Garrick and Rawson—and a group of bounty hunters. The dialogue is fast‑paced, filled with taunts, jokes, and a brief skirmish that showcases each character’s personality and combat style. Mid‑scene, the action pauses for a flashback in which Meredith Quill confronts a young Peter about a mysterious “birthright.” She reveals that Peter’s father was not merely a space‑faring rogue but the king of the alien world Spartax, implying a hidden royal lineage and a looming threat tied to that heritage. The script blends humor, action, and a dramatic revelation, offering an “alternative route” that deepens Peter’s backstory and sets up future conflict while maintaining the Guardians’ signature banter.
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That's not good.
Look at what we got here.
Watch it, Star-Lord.
And what's a filthy scut-stained Terran doing out here, Rawson?
Hiding's what I think, Garrick.
Aye.
Terrans always be hiding.
'Cause everybody knows Terrans are scrawny.
And good for eating.
Uh, if you're into that.
We might be into that. Except for the bounty.
Hey, guys! Wouldn't happen to know where Cosmo's office is, would ya? I get the distinct feeling that you're looking for someone of the Earth persuasion. I get it, man. I get it. Us Earthers, we all look the same. It's not like you guys, who very clearly look different.
Get to the point, Taron.
The point is, is I can help you find who you're actually looking for.
Terrans do all look the same.
Except this Terran's got a word on his back. Just like the bounty says.
What's that word on your back say?
Uh, Skyheart Nowhere?
Or maybe it says Star-Lord. Either way, get him!
We've been hired to clobber some Terran with words on his jacket.
Uh, lots of people have jackets.
Yeah, but you're the one the lady wanted, so hurry up and die.
Wait. Did Lady H want him alive?
Uh, Lady H, whatever Lady Hellbender's paying you, I'll double it.
No dice. You don't cross Lady H. Triple.
Oh, I'll triple it.
Yeah, narrow. Get crushed.
Anybody think to bring refreshments?
Lady H told us how much you Would it help if I said I was sorry?
That's how we make our unit.
Okay, okay, okay. Yep, yep, timeout.
Woo!
Heart is pumping, guys. It's very clear that we're evenly matched.
No, we ain't.
We're completely invincible.
Oh well, that sucks, but we're all professionals here, right?
Right?
Maybe we can work something out.
Peter, shoot now! We We need to keep them separated. Draw them apart before shooting, Peter.
Yeah, great timing, Gamora. Stay with me, bro. Watch this. Head on a swivel.
Been watching us since we landed on Nowhere.
All you two need to do is give up.
Now this is almost a fair fight.
Keep talking, it might give me an opening. Keep them distracted here.
Let us go on our own too.
We need to split them up.
Let's show this sucker the real meaning of hurt. Miss us?
I'm ready.
Find me an opening. Time to shred up.
I'm on it.
Kick their butt.
You struggle in a fight without honor.
Throw them to you, Trax.
Almost Got the band back together.
We need to keep them divided and distracted.
Armor is for cowards.
I wasn't even—
Guys, huddle up!
I've got this one, Peter.
Let me end it.
My blade will not be silent, murderous.
Call me that again and I'll murder you.
I am not the enemy, traitor.
Come on, guys. They're not the first ones to try us and they won't be the last. There's been a thousand before them and they've all found out fast. Guardians don't break.
Well, we do seem to be taking a break.
Because, uh, who's with me?
I suspect our leader is an idiot.
Now you two are in for it.
It is a fine day for your quest. Die! What the—
Peter, what is happening?
Come on, it's gonna be sick.
It's about these zombies that invade Earth. And then it's up to these kids that have to blow them away.
Of course you would remember that. And then I ask you if you packed your lunch and you give me a blank stare.
I'll be careful, Mom. I always am.
Not so fast. Before you go, there's something I want to talk to you about. Something I want to give you.
$20?
Don't push it. Think of it as a long overdue gift from your father. It's upstairs on my bed. Go on and get it while I finish up in the kitchen. And we can open it together. I knew you wouldn't wait. Do you know what a birthright is, Peter? It's something that's a part of you, like your name. Before your father returned to space. Mom, I know it sounds crazy and that you've never believed me, but something has changed. And now more than ever, you need to trust me. And maybe this will help.
Whoa.
Easy there, cowboy. These belong to your father. I used to think he left these for our protection, but they might as well be paperweights. Still, if they're enough to convince you of who he really was, then maybe they're protection enough.
Protection from what?
Your father wasn't just from another planet, Peter. He was— he was important. And important men have enemies.
What do you mean, important?
He was king of an entire world called Spartax. Far, far away. And he was a great leader. And the way you look after people, Peter, I know you're going to be just like him. But leading is never easy. Your father left to protect us. And for 13 years it worked. But now something's coming. I know we're being watched.
Mom, if you really want to play a game that bad, you could have just said so.
I hope I'm wrong, Peter. I really do. Being the son of a king on any planet means that you are going to have a target on your back for the rest of your life. And you're plenty brave, but you're gonna have to be smart too. Things may get messy. I'm gonna let Kubrick out.
