The Verse-Traveler: Kyle Sol in a World of Super Power Monsters
(Disclaimer- I don't own any of these properties or characters of the franchise and will not plan to gain any revenue what so ever, this applies to all of the other up coming chapters, that are part of the story, it's only a parody. Only the original story, characters and ideas that doesn't belong with the franchise (like if they are not part of that universe, in theory) are mine alone. Don't get to serious about it, only for adult humor and stuff.)
(Background Story)
In this world of ours, there are certain people who are not like you and me. Unbeknownst to us, there is a group of individual's that are called Verse-Travelers. These people have the ability to travel into other universes of all kinds, from different alternate timelines of our universe to complete different ones of their own. They use this device that they call, "The UV Event Horizon" which cast a wormhole big enough for a full grown adult to fit through and materializes into the selected universe and each personal have advance technology and weapons for protection when going to said universe. This group's soul mission was to study and document any universe they find in the hopes to find the answer. Unfortunately the group disbanded after a bloody conflict between the others member's of the group wanting to use the power they have for misdeeds and injustice.
In these stories, they'll be focused on three former members of the group. Each of these members have their own portable "UV Event Horizon" gear; the suits each of them own has the ability to bend the light around them. Helmets with each of their own designs that can retract in and out when active or not. And special weapons that help them protect themselves from outside forces.
In this one story will be about former VT member, Kyle Sol, accidentally goes to a universe we all know in love. He, unlike the others, is more hardened, older and just gives no fucks about anything and anyone. He uses his own teleporter for his gains and means, from vacationing in out of this world places, lazily traveling around our planet, to getting even with certain people and beings, collecting bounties from anything dead or alive, or sneaking into places where he is not supposed to go.
Chapter 1: Malfunctions
Another day in LA and another day to wonder what to do today is what Kyle Sol is thinking of right now. Years has passed since the VT's disbanded and now Kyle is a free man doing what he wants, when he wanted. Walking down a LA street in the middle of the day with his teleporter/display gantlet, jacket and VT suit, just thinking on what to do. "Oh my god I don't know what to do today!" projected Kyle. "Should I go to Verse 251 to go get some ass or finish watching Star Wars?"
He turned into an alley while still thinking on what to do and in hopes no one sees him using his tools. He leaned against the allies walls pondering on his two choices, "I mean Verse 251 has some sexy babes to fuck. Bbuuuttt, yet again Stars Wars is Stars Wars so there's that." said Kyle. He thought and thought until finally he found a solution, "I got it," shouted Kyle, "go to the Star Wars Universe and find some bitches! Damn, I'm a fucken genius!" Happily, Kyle unsleeved his left arm revealing the teleporter and start setting the coordinates for the Star Wars universe. "K, so if I set this right here, oh no wait, if I set that number there…" Kyle carefully set the coordinates up, until suddenly he heard a voice from behind.
"Yo man!" said the voice.
Kyle turned around and quickly putting away his unfinished device to hide. He look to see who said that and saw a black man wearing saggy pants and a muscle shirt standing four feet in front of him. "What do want you brah?!" firmly said Kyle.
"Wanna just ask if you know the nearest liquor store?" Said the black man unconvincingly.
"Y-y-yeahh. There's one down the street from here?" Kyle points his thumb away from the alley.
The black man took a step forward, rising he's shoulders to look intimating, "What jew got on your wrist, nigga?" said the black guy.
"Why are so interested in my shit all of a sudden, man." Kyle shrugged his shoulders to the black guy. Quickly the guy took his out pistol and point it an angle towards Kyle, "Are you fucken serious man?" disappointedly said Kyle.
"You better drop that good shit on you wrist muthfuka," the black guy cocked his pistol, "before I shoot yo bitch ass, nigga!"
"First of all, did you just really load your gun in front of me right now, noob," Kyle mocked, "And second of all, what you're doing is not helping with your people's race problem right now, brah." Kyle annoying points it out to him.
"Not playing, nigga, GIMME YO ROLLEX NOW!" The black guy quickly placed the barrel on Kyle's forehead, shaking nervously on him.
"You know how racist this shit you're doing and what's about to happen in the next 3 seconds?" Kyle slowly takes out a sphere like object from the back of his belt without being noticed by the hostile.
"Nigga! I'm the one with the gun and you're testing my pati-AHHHH" Kyle quickly moved the pistol from his face by squeezing the black guy's thumb backwards. Away from his face, Kyle placed the sphere in the black guy's abdomen. The sphere released a material that causes the black guy to turn into ash, but pulled the trigger before he died. The bullet ricochet off of a fire escape and landed on Kyle's teleport device.
"Ah! God dammit!" Kyle yelled in distress. Shaking his left wrist to relief the pain the device started to vibrate hard and malfunction. He looked in his UV Event Horizon, sparks flying and seeing his coordinates spinning out of control. "Uh oh." Then the device released a strong unstable wormhole. "No, No, No!" shouted Kyle. The wormhole's strong gravitational suction dragged Kyle into the portal sending him into an unknown universe. What will he encounter, what strange new universe will have in store for him.