He shook his head. "The skrulls here are an exile here. They have no contact with the empire...There is a rumor that galatcus took there throne world. They have been searching for a new homeworld. He moved into his sack taking out a large canteen and several loafs of what looked like bread. "I figured they would starve you...here..." He handed him the food. "I can get more...This is an uncharted world...no major interstellar empires even knows of it's existiacne.
We MUST get to earth. They got rid of you because there was no way to copy you." He moved when a guard came and hid for a moment before coming back to the cell. "I think another one...an alien by the name of Beta ray bill his ship the scuttlebug is docked not to far from here...but Hulk...these people they need to be freed." This wasn't a time to be a hero some would think. Some would think they needed to just get out. In his mind a ero isn't a time its a belief one he held sacred.