Chapter 3: First meet with super heros

"Tell me, how did you enter the Bobiconsphere?" asked the man in front of me. He had a fedora and trench coat, and his 'hands' interlocked and under his nose, with light barely making out his face; he had nine eyes, a hole for a nose/mouth, and a head shaped like a hockey stick.

"LOOK, officer, I have been over this with the lovely racket lady already, but I will repeat once again. That was where I ended up when I jumped the Omnivers; I have no idea what the Bobiconsphere is," I say as I repeat the same answer some 20th time in their language.

"Un-huh, and if you are from another universe, why are there no 'glitches' around you?" he asked, sounding smug.

"Obviously! I am here with permission! What do you take me for, a foolhardy teen? I am a cowardly grown-up with powers, damn it!"

"You a grown-up? Why do our machines say you are barely at the start of your lifespan?"

"Officer, what is the start of infinity?" I ask with a serious face.

"You are immortal?" asked the officer, surprised.

"Yes, I think? I don't know and don't want to find out."

"Why did you come to our universe then?"

"To explore and prank the powers that be," I answered.

All 9 of his eyes blinked in what I assume to be surprise.

"That it?" he asked again in disbelief.

"maybe try out the local non-sentient food or grant a wish or two. My wish-granting urge is acting up HARD in this verse," I say.

"Grant a wish? What are you?" he asked again, this time in confusion.

"I am a Free Genie," I answer with a content smile.

"Un-huh, well-"*BRING BROOM BAOOM SHKUBAKA*

"Well, it looks like that is the end of all the interrogation time allotted to you. Time to announce your punishment for trespassing into the Bobiconsphere. You are to spend the next 20 Bico-Cycles looked up in the HORRID room, after which you are free to roam/trade/reside in any unrestricted area of the planet as long as you adhere to common sense. Is that clear?" asked the Hockey-stick face; I raised my hand.

"Puck," he said, and before you assume anything, it's the same as 'shoot.' 

"How long is a Bico-Cycle, and what is the HORRID room?" I ask, intimidated.

"A Bico-Cycle is the time it takes for the smallest of our moons to complete a revolution around the planet..." I quickly took a look and found it zooming across the sky and completing a revolution in less than a minute, so approximately 20 minutes "...as for the HORRID room *shudders* you are better of not knowing," he said ominously; I gulped and quickly took a look at what's so scary about the HORRID room...

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IT'S A SAUNA!

Let me confirm.

"Hey, the HORRID room isn't a room with a heat source in the center with moderately hot steam coming from the floor, and you have to enter the room naked?" I asked, and once again, he looked at me, shocked.

"How did you know? Did you have them back in your universe, too? It doesn't matter, but yes, a Nasty thing that makes your joints and holders rust quickly, and rust is the WORST condition for you to have; it eats you out from the inside, and there is nothing we can do about it!" he then went on a ramble on how bad rust is for them and how much he hates it until we reached the place.

"I hope your species isn't as affected by the room as we are," said the Hockey-Stick face man.

"What if I was immune to the room? What if it was beneficial to me?" I asked.

"Then may the Nets save your spore; the brick heads are going to cut you open and study everything about you in hopes of replicating that advantage," he said as the doors closed on me. A couple of spray heads came and stripped me, and I checked they are considered beauties of their species, so yeah, in a way, a pair of hot girls stripped me. I would think I was in a 5-star hotel if I didn't know better.

The ladies then washed me by spraying liquid all over me and scrubbing me clean, which was comfortable. It removes the oxidation layer on their surface for these guys, letting the rust build up quickly. If I were one of their species, I would be filled with dread cause after this, I would be forever incapacitated due to pain; you guys probably imagine they look like something from a kids' cartoon, but they look like a 'realistic'  interpretation of them with all sorts of extra organs. In summary, they look like creatures from horror games, like pyramid head. I don't know many examples because I was and am a coward. Which is why the very first thing I tried after getting my power was the omniversal jump.

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What? did you think I was some sort of badass? Sorry to disappoint you, but I am very much a coward now with superpowers that make me a 'god.' Something I need to think about, but now it's time to find a 'home,' meaning time for another jump!

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Nope! Not dealing with the eldritch beings this early in my new life or EVER. JUMP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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Why is everything blue and white? Am I in some hyper-energy universe? Probably. But I would still like some human contact, at least until I grow used to my powers, so once more, JUMP!

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5895 JUMPS later.

FINALLY, AN EARTH WITH HUMANS!!!! I yelled, but since I am in space, standing on some space station, no one could hear anything but HUMANS! 

Someone tapped on my shoulder, getting my attention and breaking me out of whatever euphoric mood I was in. I turned to them and had my jaw hanging from my mouth. In front of me was my second favorite childhood superhero in all his caped glory.

"SUPERMAN?!" I yelled, and my power made it so I could speak in space which is a minor detail that can be ignored, so why am I saying it again? Whatever, it's SUPERMAN!

Hearing my shout, he winced and tried to speak, but you know we are in space, so you know, no sound. He realized I couldn't hear him and gestured at me, and I looked down and realized something, I AM NAKED.

I quickly made clothes appear on me, and I realized we were on the watchtower, so I teleported both of us inside, right behind Batman, who was watching us on a tablet.

"boo," I whispered in his ear, causing him to kick me into the walls of the watch tower.

"Ow, That hurt," I said almost sarcastically cause I was unhurt.

"Who are you?" asked the man in his Iconic voice, and Superman was just standing there offscreen, awkwardly.

"I am the son of man given godhood by a lamp," which is a pretty accurate description of who I am.

"Stop messing with me," he growled; he actually growled! This is fun.

"You asked me who I am, and that is exactly who I am" I shrugged, still sitting on the floor of the watch tower.

"He meant your name, and also, where are you from?" interrupted Superman.

"Ah, basic introduction/interrogation then. Sit down, people; this might take a while," I answer while creating bean bags behind the two of them and one below me. They didn't sit, rude.

"You aren't going to sit? I promise nothing harmful will happen unless relaxing and sitting is harmful; in this verse," I said to them.

Superman sat, but Batman went further away from me and his bean bag; given his character, it's understandable. We sat in tense silence for a few seconds before I began speaking.

"My name is Marcus; I am not from this section of the Omnivers, so don't bother searching for me. If you do search for me, you may or may not find a duplicate, but I am not them. I got caught up in a space anomaly on my way back from work and ended up in a desert with a cave with a tiger's face. Inside it, I found a brass lamp that held a wish-granting god-like entity and wished to have all of its powers with non of the restrictions, after which I started traveling to random verses in the omniverse. After running from 6000ish eldritch verses, I finally ended up here." I answered casually, and they just looked at me to see if I was bullshiting them; I don't blame them. 

I got a plastic tumbler with infinite chocolate milkshake and started drinking from it. The moment I summoned it, Batman threw a battering at it, which I caught and ate, causing him to stare blankly at me. The three of us were just there in awkward silence, with me drinking the milkshake, which I changed the flavor from time to time.

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