Phantom Thief of Hearts
We live in the Metal Gear timeline
Akira awoke not in a jail cell but in a small court room bathed in Blue. The Trickster was once again in his Phantom Thief costume once more.
"Welcome back, inmate! I'm sure you missed us," a rude young girl gave a smug yet welcoming smile.
"Caroline..." the young girl's twin tapped her counterpart's shoulder, "He isn't our inmate anymore, remember?"
"Right, I need to stop calling him that now..." Caroline shook her head as she sighed.
"He is, in fact, our client," the young girl smiled at Akira.
Rocket's lips curled when his eyes were set at the enemy ship.
"Rocket please just give it a bit..." Peter slowly backed away from the space Raccoon, knowing full well what he had in mind.
"Oh, hell yeah!" Rocket cheered as he readied himself for a space dog-fight, "Showtime, A-Holes!"
The ship shook violently as Rocket maneuvered it to avoid the enemy ship's fire. The Raccoon's skilled yet daring piloting caused Star-Lord to fall hard on to his seat, much to Rocket's amusement.
"At least wait for me to get back on my seat!" Peter nursed the back of his head
"Well, at least you fell on your seat, Quill!" Rocket chuckled while the ship fired its cannons at the enemy ship.
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