The Guardians

Then we cut to the Guardians of the Galaxy. An old funk song is playing, and most of the Guardians singing along. Suddenly Peter Quill cuts the music as he sees before him the ruined Asgardian ship.

"Remind me again why we're tracking down a distress signal?" Rocket Racoon asked.

"To help some stranded people out, then shake them done for everything they've got!" Quill laughed. Gamora shot him a glare. Quill shrugged sheepishly, then threw rocket a wink. Suddenly the coms system lit up. Rocket flipped a switch, putting it on speaker.

"Hello?" Came a crackling woman's voice.

"Yo! What up babe?" Quill asked, causing Gamora to smack him in the shoulder.

"Uh... I'm hoping for a ride." The voice said. "I've got a couple passed out friends with me."

"Sure, we'll dock and you can come aboard." Peter piloted over to an airlock and the ships connected. The side of the Guardian's ship opened, and then a short time later someone stepped on board. All the Guardians stared in shock. It was a naked woman! She had dark skin, curly hair and an embarrassed look on her face.

"Thanks for the rescue." Valykrie said, embarrassed. "Anyone got some clothes I can borrow?"