Ugh! Well, maggots can heal wounds by eating dead tissue...still...id prefer healing magic.

—-

"Sounds great man," I laid back against the cage so that I was no longer facing him. "Tell you what, you want to go in with me? We can enjoy the arena together! You and me against the world, Stend, what do you think?"

A clawed hand entered to the left of my face through the cage bars. Before I could move, it's clawed hand wrapped around my face with almost crushing force, turning my low headache to an echoing bellow of pain. Stend hissed from behind me through the bamboo cage.

"Slave… I will tolerate many things. But there is a limit," he squeezed just a bit. I scrambled to my feet, pulling at the chain on my left hand. "Tomorrow, you enter the arena, you and these others slaves. You will die for the glory of the Saur-Lords. Save your idiocy till then. Or I will kill you here."

He squeezed again, enough that I felt like my skull wanted to crack in half, then let go. I gasped in pain as he leaned away from the cage to step away.

I stared after him, at his spiky back. I hadn't ever personally hated someone that often. I like to think that I'm a pretty nice guy.

I was going to rip his spikes off and impale him on them

/—

Let maggots eat him alive! Haaaate him!

Red devil? Where’s moon boy? Or is that Mahmoud? I mean, he is Muslim, crescent moon? I hope that’s not offensive, I seriously wonder.

Oh no! Lost in the jungle, broken arm?!

—-

It was hard as hell. I found myself sweating soon, my left arm sore from the constant movement while pressing down, my fingers tight on the bamboo. I sang to myself under my breath.

"Getting hot in here… take off all yo clothes, I am… getting so hot… The roof, the roof, the roof is on fire! Don't get no water…"

Somewhere into the middle of me just singing 'fire' to myself (I ran out of songs), I raised the bamboo.

—-

I mean, if I had broken arm, seeing sweaty dial, singing and dancing would be my morphine.

(Dial shot multiple times with darts)
“For is too much...!” Falls over.

Reminds me of ‘Ace Ventura’ when nature calls.

But less funny. Cause now Sauron have him as slave!

Or someone close to pterodactyl man.

—-

Kraven!

Oh, so now they bring up the safety feature. Well, it won’t work, if the watch is busted! O.o

Damn! Scorpion meat...

I grinned, looking over at him. "Yeah, well, I figured that to Blight the size of a host didn't really-"

It was a dumb mistake. I got cocky after a fight well won. I was about fifteen feet from the cliff, back to it. I wasn't paying attention to the alpha mapusaurus. He woke up in a panic, snapping his tail out. Hundreds of pounds of scaled flesh flew through the air. Creel's eyes widened. Fantasma shouted out.

I felt the tail smack me in the chest, the sound of flesh on armor filling my ears. My chest screamed in pain. I left the ground and was thrown back. I twisted upwards and back.

"FUUUUUUU-" My scream was cut off when I bounced off the ground. "Uff!" I reached out for the ground, but only got air. Lots and lots of air.

I can't describe the horror of suddenly realizing you've fallen off a cliff. Of seeing nothing but air, river, and stone reaching up to smack you. I reached for the Omnitrix as a rock came towards me. Then everything went black.

—

Holy shit snacks!

Living in the land of the lost!

Monkey Blight Luffy lol

Dial/Thor smut? HAHA!

—-

Thor scowled. "Only because you cheated!"

"If you ain't cheating, you ain't trying, squawk!" I chortled in my weird alien pterodactyl voice.

Fantasma, meanwhile, was eyeing me strangely. "This form is very odd. How many do you have altogether?"

I stopped laughing to think about that. A boat far in the distance honked its horn, and the smell of water and general grossness of the Hudson River filled my nose.

"Hmm. I have Astrodactyl," I gestured to myself. "Then there's Diamondhead, Big Chill, Four Arms, Wildmutt, Blitzwolfer, Swampfire, Goop, NRG, Upgrade, Rath, Jury Rigg, Frankenstrike, Feedback, Blight, Grendel, … Huh. Who am I forgetting?"

For some reason, Thor looked almost offended. He went to say something, only for the lightbulb in my head to ding. "Oh yeah!" Thor smiled, apparently pleased. "Fasttrack! Can't believe I forgot about him."

Thor stared at me like I'd killed his child. "What about Sandrass?!"

I frowned. "I mean… he doesn't really count?"

"Doesn't count?!"

"You said that if I turned into him he might turn New York City into a desert?!"

"He still counts!" Thor argued.

—-

It’s like alien X, not if you can hardly use it.

Lol Yeah, Fandral, beware papa bear with fantasma!

Awww :( Mahmoud, Thor and Fantasma think about parents they lost, or never had.

Dino day! Hi hip hurray!

Dial cocked his head to the side thoughtfully. "Yeah, that's fair. You want anyone to come along? I mean, you've gotten better, but you tend to have some problems with Earth culture to some days."

The God of Thunder scowled. "No, I don't."

Dial crossed his arms.

"...Well, not as much!"

Dial coughed.

"That-! I-!" Thor sighed. "Verily, you are annoying."

"You're my friend, dude, I'm just trying to help," Dial said with a shrug.

"And I appreciate it. But it is annoying," Thor sighed once more, holding his hand out. Mjolnir flew from a table nearby to smack into his palm. Dial's face sprouted a grin.

"Man, it is still so cool to see that," the part-time alien whispered. Thor seemed to hear, for he smiled broadly.

Then the god of thunder looked at Fantasma. "And you, Lady Fantasma? Would you like to join us?"

"Me?" Fantasma asked, startled. "Oh, I don't-"

"Please?" Dial asked. "It's going to be fun. We can see how many restaurants Volstagg gets kicked out of!"

—

Lol he’s banned from chinese buffets. They see Volstagg and they pretend to be closed.

Lol

The swear jar, I expected it to be higher.

Judge Dredd gun, love it.

Oh coulson, gotta love ya.

Ruby and Shuri as pals.

Metal entered his hand. Vasily raised the pistol in a shaking grip. Hope filled him when he realized that nothing was stopping him. Stark didn't move an inch when Vasily pointed at the billionaire's chest and pulled the trigger.

'Click!'

The hope in his breast was crushed to ash. Vasily stared at the son of Howard and Maria Stark with despair in his eyes.

"That is just wonderful to see," Stark smirked. "Mikhail, he's all yours."

The roof split open in a shower of wood shattering into splinters. Hundreds of pounds of fur landed in front of Vasily. The HYDRA operative looked up into dozens of white flashing teeth within the mouth of some combination of grizzly bear and man.

"Vasily," the massive bear growled. "The Russian government wishes to speak with you."

Vasily shook his head. "Just take me in already, please!"

Stark smirked. "Ah, submission. A second favorite of futile resistance," he raised a pair of handcuffs. "Get ready for the gulag buddy."

"We don't have those anymore," Mikhail growled.

Stark placed the handcuffs on Vasily, raising him up. "That's disappointing."

"Do not worry. We will simply be creative."

—-

And I th ought Mahmoud meeting jens dad was something else.

Well, your not going to please everyone, and maybe if he knew about that poor woman in the hotel he’d sing a different tune.

But that’s another matter, for now.

Tony has his closure of revenge, Mikhail helps and Izzy dear with idiots. Horny idiots.

“No one was horny.” CreeL said.

Not even you, creel? Boy even a little lol.

Great job as always. Can you please make a list of all the aliens that Dial has now?

Kick ass!

Very wrong indeed.

Oh! Where’s this dial wiki?!

Rofl dig the party girl and pirate!

Girls night out!

Still roaring over Bruce chasing shirtless Dial because he and Jen were making out. Lol priceless!

Dear lord, I forgot about Luis. Lol

—-

"When I was first patrolling… I ended up running into some things that I didn't want to. One of which was… I mean, a lot of times, muggers prefer not to get in a fight. They just want the money, then they run for it. Usually, when I stopped guys like that, it was an afterthought. Same with robberies of stores. But there were two times where someone was planning to-" I choked on my words. Swallowed.

"Mahmoud, if you don't want to-" Pepper began to say.

"No, this uh… this is important," I swallowed again. "Once, I found some homophobic frat boys trying to mess with two gay men. I got there a little after the fight started. I managed to protect them. The second time-" I swallowed again. After a shaky breath, I forced "I uh, was in Wildmutt form. I was running past one of the big motels. And I heard a woman screaming. The walls must have been soundproofed or something, because I think I was the only one who heard her. When I came into the room, well, when I smashed my way in… Later she said they'd been at it for hours. I lost myself. All three of the men ended up in the hospital. The woman I saved is doing fine now. She… she handled it better than I did. I never really told anyone about this," I said the last quickly. "But if you get into this… Rio and it's monsters are the least of the issues you'll face. Regular people doing horrific things to each other. Those are the ones who've stuck with me."

—-

Dial and pepper, him assuring her that whatever she chooses to do, what what you want. You won’t be petty.

And some dark bit, but great.

Ooooh Otto Octavius and Komodo!

—-

Clint leaned against a wall in the back of the room. They were all inside the rec floor, the same place he'd fought a food fight in oh so long ago. Steve sat at the head of a round table with the Avengers logo embossed on it.

Clint wasn't sure how Steve's spot was the head of a round table (wasn't the point of them being round that there was no head of the table?) but it was. Starting from his left sat Natasha, Bruce, Thor, Rhodey, Tony, Sam, and right back to Steve.

"Clint, you sure you don't want to sit?" Steve asked politely.

"Nah, I'm good," Clint said. "I like a good view."

"Barton, I'm more than just a fresh piece of ass to stare at," Tony joked.

"Oh please, like your's is the ass I'd be staring at," Clint chuckled.

Tony blinked. "Wait, whose would…"

Clint looked at Steve. So did everyone else.

Steve coughed uncomfortably, Natasha and Sam grinning at him. "Okay. We have work to do guys."

"Right, enough about Cap's glutes," Tony said, sounding just slightly offended.

—-

America’s ass!

Lol

Oooh so Sandrass, Dial asgardian form is worrying? Well, Azmuth is a genius among geniuses, creating a god isn’t a prob for him. Even inadvertently.

Oooh Jen and Dial.

Mikhail destroyed the red room, he knows nat?

Jens dad is coming? O.o

Oh no, Klaue! And Poor Trip...Zola!