Waiting for the Day You Become a Hero

"So, why did you only tell me after we set sail?" Russell rubbed his temples and said speechlessly.

After Bucky and Yelena started the ship, they left two Winter Soldier behind and led the rest of the crew to provide support at the starport entrance. On the way, they met Russell, who was safe and sound.

Russell returned triumphantly, having acquired Mjolnir, and was ready to rip off a wealthy thief. However, a minor incident occurred on the spaceship: four petty thieves sneaked in through the landing gear, but were spotted by the two Winter Soldiers, who quickly took them all down with a punch and a kick.

It wasn't a big deal at first; the Winter Soldier planned to throw the four petty thieves off the ship and finish them off with a shot each. However, before they could act, Russell and the others returned, the ship immediately started moving, and the four thieves were left behind.

"Boss, should we throw them out?"

Natasha, holding Mjolnir, uttered words that had nothing to do with high moral character. Heaven knows why she was recognized by the hammer, but she was qualified, and when she used Thor's power, she was also given Thor suit.

That's right, unlike Russell, Natasha can transform when she uses Mjolnir!

Russell sensed something was amiss and decided to have Natasha transform, but considering it wouldn't be appropriate with so many people around, he planned to have her transform when they were alone together.

"No, please don't do that! We are very useful and can serve you!"

Thrown into outer space, there was only one fate awaiting them, and the four petty thieves immediately began to plead. The boy in the lead struggled desperately, his hat falling off to reveal blue skin and red...long hair?

It's called hair, but it looks more like a fish fin!

Russell's eyes lit up, and he stepped forward to grab the boy's collar. "Hehe, brat, we've met in the trading hall. Your companion tried to rob me, but I taught him a lesson. You were the only one who ran fast, and now you've delivered yourself to my doorstep."

Seeing Russell's gleaming silver teeth, Yondu swallowed hard and hurriedly explained, "They are not my companions. I was forced to work for them."

"Ha, that's what all little rascals say!" Russell sneered, raising his fist to strike.

"Yondu isn't lying to you, we really were forced into it. If we didn't work for them, we'd get beaten up!" one of the boys shouted urgently. "And you didn't suffer any losses. Yondu knew you were powerful, so he deliberately set you up..."

At this point, the boy realized he had talked too much, chuckled twice, lowered his head, and shut his mouth.

Yondu cursed his teammate under his breath, then met Russell's amused gaze and grinned foolishly, looking completely innocent.

Bang!

The fist loomed large in front of him, Yondu screamed as he rolled around on the ground.

"Kid, you're pretty clever!"

Using someone as a pawn, Russell sneered repeatedly, glancing at the red fish fin on the boy's head, then at him again. "Tell me, your name, and where you come from?"

"My name is Yondu Udontha..."

The boy's name Yondu, born on the planet Centauri. After his home planet was destroyed by the Bedun, he became a space refugee. He was sold to the Knowhere, but the collector already had Centauri artifacts, so he was abandoned on the spot by the slave traders.

Later, he was controlled by the thugs and robbers in the neighborhood and made to do all sorts of shady things. Stealing chickens and dogs and changing sides with the wind were his specialties.

Upon hearing the boy's self-introduction, Russell basically confirmed his identity: a Star Hunter, a superhero, and one of the founding members of the Guardians of the Galaxy.

In the movie, he is the goofy Star-Lord's father, with the classic line. "Kid, that guy may be your biological father, but he is definitely not your dad!"

Russell narrowed his eyes and scrutinized Yondu from head to toe, making the latter shudder. "Um, big brother, what are your orders?"

"I didn't tell you, but I have a treasure I'd like you to see..."

"Can I not watch it?"

"No!"

Russell patted Yondu on the shoulder with a smile, wondering if the Yondu in this world would still be able to meet Star-Lord, but it was worth the investment.

After a while, Russell successfully made a contract with Yondu, assigned him a rest room, and told him to take his friends and get out of there.

The Dark Elves who had witnessed the entire Russell's Pact were now huddled in a corner, too afraid to move. Malekith, who had been severely injured and unconscious, had already awoke. He had woken up not long after boarding the ship, so it was unclear whether he had been truly unconscious or feigning it.

"Your Excellency, I would also like to serve you, but could we skip that procedure?" Malekith wiped away a bead of cold sweat; he didn't want to go through the formalities.

Russell rolled his eyes at Malekith: "Don't overthink it, you're not qualified yet!"

"..."

Malekith felt both relieved and deeply ashamed; in Russell's eyes, he was worth less than a blue-skinned thief. The more he thought about it, the more indignant he became. He clenched his fists, but realizing he couldn't win, he released them.

Kneeling once is kneeling, kneeling twice or three times is still kneeling, so just keep kneeling!

"You've agreed to take us in?"

Russell did not give a definite answer, but asked directly, "Can you find Svartalfheim, the homeland of the Dark Elves, on the Star Map?"

"Yes, in fact, I have a Star Map right here!"

Russell nodded. Neither the Dark Elves nor Yondu were suitable to be brought back to the Solar System. He decided to build a new Hydra branch base, choosing the location in Svartalfheim, one of the Nine Realms.

At that time, we can get a poverty alleviation fund from Odin for the base construction. Asgard has Bifrost, so we can even save on export costs.

Just then, the spaceship passed through a spatial node. Pilot Bucky glanced at the screen. "Sir, several ships have been tracking us since the Knowhere. Should we contact Zereel to destroy them?"

"No need. We should avoid exposing Zereel if possible, lest someone with ulterior motives notice something amiss..." Russell thought for a moment, then stood up and gripped the control stick tightly. "Where is the nearest asteroid belt? Let's speed ahead and leave them behind."

Beyond the Knowhere!

A spaceship slowly entered the eye socket of the giant head; the markings painted on the spaceship indicated that it came from the Kree Empire.

Inside the spaceship, the five-person team was dressed in matching green combat suits, giving off a strong futuristic vibe. The man in the lead had short blond hair, handsome features, a resolute expression, and piercing, righteous eyes.

The Kree Empire Starforce, led by Captain Marvel Stegers, had come in search of the Kree scientist couple.

The young man in the green combat suit turned off his communicator and reported, "Captain, that spaceship has entered the asteroid belt. It's going too fast; our people have lost track of it."

Stegers frowned and immediately issued new instructions. "Tell them to expand the search area, and have their spies on nearby planets keep an eye out for any possibility. Also, contact the Collector; it's said that the Dark Elves are involved, and he might have some intelligence."

"Understood!" The young man stood at attention and saluted, his body ramrod straight.

Sensing the young man's admiration, Stegers smiled and shook his head, "Will, you don't need to be so serious. The rumors are exaggerated. I'm just an ordinary person, not as amazing as you imagine."

"No, you are a hero in the hearts of all Kree. I have always looked up to you and strived to be as great as you someday."

Stegers encouraged him earnestly, "You can do it, Will! I believe you can!"

"Really?"

"Of course, I believe in your abilities. When you become a hero, I will entrust the title of 'Captain Marvel' to you."