My name is Jonathan Jacobs and until a week ago I was a normal guy in a normal world. You're probably wondering what changed, well so am I.

It was a normal Saturday morning… or so I thought when I first woke up. It didn't take long for me to notice things that were weird or outright wrong, the first thing was that I could see without my glasses, in fact I could see so well that it was inhuman. The second thing I noticed was the noise, it was overbearing, constant and painful. I'm sure most of you have heard city noise, right? Well, it was like that on crack and extremely loud. I don't know how long it took me to get used to it but I'm sure it was at least an hour and during that time I couldn't open my eyes due to the headache the constant noise was giving me.

When I finally opened my eyes that's when I noticed the next thing that was wrong, I wasn't in my apartment. I didn't know whose apartment I was in, but I certainly wasn't mine. Getting out of bed I realized I was much taller than I had been the night before. I was getting scared, things like this weren't natural and I was afraid things were only going to get worse. Of course, a part of me was also excited, I had read isekai manga in the past and my own far share of fanfiction so in the back of my mind this was the standard intro into a new world.

With all this going through my mind I walked around this new apartment until I found the bathroom, which had me opening all the doors until I found the right one, not there were many wrong ones to open. Once in the bathroom I immediately looked into the mirror and that was the straw that broke the camels back, so to speak of course. I saw a face I recognized, and it wasn't mine. Anthony Starr… or you may better know him as Homelander, a self-centered ass.

Backing into the wall, which I later realize I put a huge dent in, I slide to my knees. I didn't cry if that's what you're thinking, but I sure as hell wanted to. I still had a life, I was assuming I was no longer on my earth, and a family that would miss me. I may not have been married but I had a brother and two sisters, and both of my parents were still alive, taking me from all of them was brutal. It was life changing and I didn't know what to do. My first thought was to see if I could get back to my earth, my second thought was how would I do that? I wasn't super intelligent and I sure as hell didn't know anything about inter dimensional travel, and I wasn't sure this new world I was in would even allow it. Hell, what if I wasn't in a new world and I was just a copy of Jonathan Jacobs in a new body?

While I was sitting there contemplating what I should do something huge slammed into me. You might be wondering how someone with super hearing didn't hear something fly through multiple walls till after it hit him, well in my defense I wasn't in my right state of mind after seeing a totally different face then I was used to seeing.

Standing up and pushing all the weight I felt on me, and yelled "what the fuck was that?"

All I got in response was a grunt from a massive green monster. As I looked closer, I realize it was the Hulk, right before he jumped away to fight something I couldn't see yet due the debris surrounding me. That was when I realized I had just been hit by the Hulk and I wasn't writhing on the ground in pain or dead. That's when the thought hit me, I was probably Homelander.

Pushing my way out of the building that had fallen on me when Hulk landed on it, I found myself near the center of an intense fight between the Hulk and the Abomination. Now I have never considered myself the do no evil, be a super good guy kinda guy but I wasn't gonna sit by and let those two destroy the city. I of course new that the Hulk wins in the end, but I thought, "hey if I get into the good graces of the guys like Iron man, by being a hero, then maybe they can help me get home." The smarter of you guys probably realize that that'll never happen, and I was just deluding myself and you'd be right, I didn't want to think about the fact that I'd probably never see my family ever again. But that didn't stop me from running towards the abomination.

I didn't want him to notice my approach, so I didn't do anything stupid like yelling out at him or scream my approach, so he didn't realize what had happen till I was above him slamming my fist into his head. Let me tell you right now, I had never been in a full-blown fight, I had been in spars in the past from things like the martial arts classes I had taken, only for a few weeks don't expect some martial expert, and my time in the military and I had thrown a bunch with my full weight behind it before, but this was nothing like it. I hit Abomination so hard all the intact windows that I could see shattered.

It was like a bomb had gone off, I had never heard anything so loud in all my life and I certainly never expected it to come from me. I became distracted due to it; I was staring at my fist when all the sudden I was hit with a grayish green fist the size of my torso. Have you ever been in a car accident? I have and this was pretty much like it, moving with no control over my body. The only difference was the lack of pain that came with it, all I felt was a light sting on my chest. When I finally stopped, I notice I was floating, not like someone was holding me or something, no I was floating of my own volition. I didn't even know how I did it, it just felt like second nature to me.

Awe, that's what I felt from my new abilities. You can only imagine how amazing it felt to fly, to hit so hard it would rupture someone's ears if they were to close, to feel almost no pain when being hit by someone who could stand up to an angry Hulks onslaught. The freedom these new abilities gave me were already addicting, I could already tell how upset I'd be if I lost them.

I was brought out of my musing by a loud roar, as Hulk had just been impaled by the massive bones sticking out of Abomination. Immediately I leaned forward and flew so fast it was like I was teleporting, I was behind Abomination in an instant, landing I kicked Abomination in the ribs causing him to going flying through a building, I was fast with it though, I immediately took off to see where he landed and once I saw him I flew over and used the last ability I knew I had, heat vision. I don't know how I used it but the second I tried it happened; two super-hot beams of light slammed into Abomination.

Then all the sudden I was hit from behind by a car. Even though I wasn't expecting it, it barely moved me, what did move me was what I saw at the last second when I turned to see why I car had hit me in the middle of the air. Hulk tackling me towards Abomination, as we both impacted him all three of us tumbled along the ground.

Jumping up as fast as I could I turned to see both the Hulk and Abomination standing up as well.

"What is wrong with you, you incorrigible beast!" I yelled at the Hulk, in a questioning tone.

What got in return was not what I expected, I knew at the end of this fight Hulk would say his first words, but it seemed I had already changed the world as Hulk turned to me and yelled,

"Hulk first!"

"I'm trying to help you, you completely idiotic beast!"

"NO!"

I didn't know what to do about that, to be honest it didn't really matter as the kick and heat vision I had used on Abomination had done quite the bit of damage. Floating up I left Hulk with one last message,

"You ever hit me again while I'm helping you and I'll throw you into space so you can suffocate to death."

That's the first chapter of my first book. Don't expect much from me to be honest. I know you readers on are used to some exceptional writers but I'm afraid I'm not one of them. In any case I hope you liked this first chapter, and if you see any mistakes let me know or if you would like to just make fun of the concept go ahead it's not gonna stop me. Also I plan on the chapters getting longer as I get better.

Also, one thing before I close this out, who came up with the concept of harem fics? I would like to personally hurt them, it's so hard to find any good fics these days because for some reason all the authors out there are degenerate morons who want to live out their weird sexual fantasies through that garbage they put on paper. I honestly hate them all.

With that my rant is over… or is it?