Marty stared at his father, friend, and brother with a confused and scared gaze. He knew he was a pretty special T-Rex and quite powerful. But he knew he wouldn't survive that fall. He'd splatter like those little creatures he splashed with his mighty foot.
"Raaaaaaawr!" He roared with fright.
"Hahaha! Don't you worry! I got you! Let's punch a fucking hole in mommy Earth!"
It was truly scary. Marty watched as the clouds vanished around him and the clear view of the land appeared beneath. But the worst part was that they weren't in the middle of nowhere anymore. No! They were right on top of the fucking triangles in that desert, and his ass was right on top of the largest one.
Yeah, Marty knew this one was going to hurt like hell. Even if Marshall somehow saved him, it would definitely hurt. He didn't have big enough arms, so he couldn't shield his eyes. Marty just closed them and waited for the landing to come.
He waited.
He kept waiting.
"Hurf?"
But then he realized something strange. He could no longer feel the air brush past his scaly body. He opened his eyes and looked around. Indeed, he was still in the air, at least a few hundred meters above the massive pyramid. However, he was no longer falling.
Wondering what was happening, he looked around. He reckoned Marshall had suddenly grown wisdom and halted their fall.
But what he saw shocked him as well.
Marshall was frozen midair, his big eyes wide open, his big grin also frozen. His hair was also frozen in the spiky position. Then Marty noticed the nearby birds, and they were also frozen. That was when he eyed little Kael.
The tiny baby was staring right back at him. Her eyes were shining like the sun, and… he knew it was her.
"Wraaaaagh?"
"Eaaaaah!" Baby Kael grinned, showing her single tooth.
And just like that, they started to fall again. Marshall's excited howl resumed as if it had never stopped. A few seconds later…
BOOM!
Marty found his ass landing on top of the largest pyramid and crater the massive thing. He remembered building the damn thing back in the day. Marshall had said it was going to be funny. Besides, Marshall used the building of the triangles to busy the pharaohs so he could bang their harems without a care of being found out, only to be found out and then worshiped for blessing the women's wombs.
Massive blocks of stone flew all around. The tip of the pyramid completely collapsed, caving in. His huge body truly created a crater right into the pyramid, turning it into something of a small mountain with a pit at its peak.
It took some time for the dust to settle.
"Bahaha! That was fucking fun! Marty, let's smash the other pyramids!"
"..."
Marty shook his head while getting up. It didn't hurt anywhere, thankfully. Marshall had kept him safe entirely. But he didn't want to experience that again. Moreover, little Kael's ability was more interesting.
"Rowah gruff grrrr huff."
"Huh?" Marshall frowned and raised baby Kael in front of his face like a certain monkey raising a lion cub. "This little one? She froze time?"
Marty nodded. Freezing time made the most sense. But he reckoned Marshall didn't believe him.
"My daughter can freeze time, holy Mephisto's ass on fire!"
Yeah, Marty realized he was wrong. Marshall was no normal man. The guy believed in everything.
"Eea?"
Baby Kael confusedly tilted her head, staring back at her father and…
Bzzzzzz!
Two beams of plasma lasers shot through Kael's eyes and smashed right into Marshall's eyes. Marty panicked for a moment, but then he heard Marshall howl in laughter.
"Bwahaha! And she blasts lasers from her eyes? Fuck yeah! That's my girl! My baby!"
"..."
"Marty, change of plans. I gotta show her off to Hela. And make Helvar jealous. That bastard's been doing nothing but trying to woo that redhead inhuman."
Marty nodded to that. Anything but making craters with his poor scaly ass.
So, they flew back to Dinosia, never realizing they were being watched by a German army contingent not too far away.
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Dinosia, dungeons,
"Hello? Anybody?"
Mephista had arrived from her father's realm on earth years ago. But she failed to take into account how many powerful witches were in the First Man's harem. Her mistake was trying to reach Dinosia right away.
As soon as she entered Dinosia, she tripped on some sort of magical trap. In moments, she was surrounded by the fully armed Goddess of Death, Hela, those big-breasted sorceresses, Selene, and Morgan Le Fey. The three women instantly trapped her and threw her in the dungeons.
That was a few years ago.
"Come on, guys! I'm friendly! I just want to meet the First Man. He's so hot!"
She shouted and shouted. She could absorb energy from different dimensions, so it didn't worry her that she'd starve or die.
Still, being alone sucked.
"At least talk to me! Please?"
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Dinosia, Temple of the First Man,
"Finally!"
Peggy Carter had at last secured a meeting with the First Man. And she didn't need to use any hidden means. It was going to be an official meeting between the First Man and the representative of the Allied military.
For that same reason, she had worn her official military uniform. But for now, she only had the US military uniform, so she wore that. It was quite simple: a simple white shirt, an olive green tie, a blazer of the same color, and a formal, modest skirt that reached a few inches below her knees. Though she was quick to adjust it higher, revealing more of her legs. She was quite aware of the First Man's colorful reputation.
She even tossed her hair sexily, put on some red lipstick, and dark eyeliner. After a year of nothing, she was frustrated, and to finish the mission, she was ready to go to any length. If it meant seducing a literal god, she was willing to take her chances.
You can do this, Peggy.
Finally, as she stood in front of the door, ready to knock, she took a deep breath in and jutted out her chest. She knew her breasts were large, something that most men were first to notice. Years of maintaining a rigorous physical schedule had carved her body into something most men drooled over.
Knock! Knock!
"Just walk in, dammit."
She heard the First Man's voice and froze for a second. Reality sank in; her years of military training meant nothing in that moment. This was a man who could destroy the entire planet if he felt like it. This was a man who'd guided humanity to evolution.
Nothing mattered to him. There was nothing she could do if he decided to support the enemy side.
With courage, Peggy turned the doorknob and entered. It was barely an office. What was it even? On one side, she saw a bed that resembled a military hospital bed. On the other side was a table with foldable chairs around it. That was it.
"Uh… Sir?" She eyed the First Man in flesh, and there was so much flesh on display. The man was sitting on the table, shirtless, holding his ancient-looking leather and fur mixed shirt. The ancient human god was in the midst of using a needle and some thread to sew a patch.
How do I address him? His Holiness?
"Ah, ain't you the spygirl?"
Finally, she felt the First Man's gaze land on her… all over her.
"Sweet baby Jesus, my skull is spinning. Didn't know they scooped up such fine ladies for the damned army. Pretty face, sweet curves. Ah, come, sit your glorious self down. Ignore this shitty room. Azul stole my office. This was the nurse's office? Was? Who knows, curse it, sewing is torture, but I love it because my cute Kael lasered this hole."
"..."
Speechless, Peggy walked over to the chair nearest to the First Man and sat down. The way they were, the human god was just a foot away, sitting on the table, his legs dangling towards her. She could taste his primordial scent on her lips.
She couldn't decide if she should be excited or worried. But spy instincts won, and she puffed out her chest, ensuring her feminine charm wasn't lost.
"Thank you for the compliments, Sir."
"Ah, forget it. Pretty ladies deserve them. Man, I love women. You know, it was just me and Marty for a few million years before you apes appeared. I watched you folk walk up straight, and then I gave you fuckers fire. Must've been one barbecue party because I don't remember shit."
"..."
Peggy stopped her jaw from falling. First Man spoke so fast, and his words, all of them, hid so much meaning behind them. Humans were apes, he taught humanity fire, and the confirmation that he was indeed the first First Man.
"That's flattering, Sir. I'm Margaret Elizabeth Carter, you can call me Peggy."
"Peggy? Hell, I swear I heard that name before. Shit, where was it? Poppy? Piggy? Panzer? Peppa Pig, Pizza? Fuck, brain's vaporized."
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