Chapter 11 - (Visiting the One Above All's universe.)

Chapter eleven:

"Listen, we will have so much time, literally an eternity for me to talk and for me to explain things and for you to listen and for you to understand. But we should really move this along. With that Jack started to get fidgety. Observantly, he thinks, Taya Kyle caught on to his movements. It wasn't really being observant, though, as it's rather hard to miss such things when the person being observed is a giant compared to yourself.

"Why does it feel like you're rushing me? Don't we have all the time in the world? Sorry, in the omniverse? Taya Kyle asked him.

"Well, normally you'd be right. However, A.) I'm tired of explaining things for now. B.) It's my duty to keep you safe, but I'm not exactly able to dedicate my entire being to it for the foreseeable future. Which leads to C.) The safest place for you to be is exploring other universe's while you're still growing and developing. When you run low on energy, I will consume the Primordial chaos and direct it to you. Replied Jack Kirby.

"I can't help but notice, that... this seems an awful lot like an incubation period. Said Taya Kyle.

"I know. Just stop that thought, and think of it more like we're marsupials. Please. Jack started to rub his temples while bending over slightly, showing his exasperation at the way Taya Kyle was starting to think about the situation. Her suggestion didn't seem like it was helping at all, either. Taya Kyle was still having a queasy look on her face. About to hurl bits of creation all over the place, it seemed. "I don't have human sensibilities anymore, but this is ridiculous. Hmm... could that help?" Said Jack Kirby.

Suddenly, he had an idea. His form shifted to more a full figure and feminine one. "Try to remember that we really don't have genders. As much as I am the creator of your new form. I am equally your father. Replied Jack Kirby. "I tend to my life in halves, every five hundred thousand years. I'm male, then the next I'm female. I'm not exactly at the next switch point but... close enough. I understand life, you have to understand all of it, experience it, from each sides perspective. Jack Kirby was one of the forms I've taken, but it's not my name nor my whole identity. I've had countless identities over the years. My actual name is Corvus Rigel. Said Jack Kirby.

For a second it looked like it might have worked but soon it seemed that Taya Kyle was upset over an entirely different reason. Corvus read her surface thoughts to figure it out. "What? Jack Kirby's face with this body? Oh for the love of the first! Said Corvus Rigel.

"That's it! In you go! Corvus reached down as his hand was enveloped in a bright light. The light soon pushed out all other sights from Taya's vision.

And when she could next see found herself in a field of golden clouds with towering golden cumulonimbus in the distance.

"Read it? Asked a man from behind him. It was Corvus. Looking she saw a man suffused in silver light, auburn hair with streaks of gray, almost shaped eyes, rosy skin with few wrinkles. He looked handsome and dignified. He had a concerned look on his face, that made Taya Kyle think she was being shown specifically because of the last image she held in her mind. That's probably how it is, she thought as she turned away.

She then noticed she's also in her previous human appearance. Panicking, she felt for the Primordials mentally. After a few seconds she noticed nothing was amiss. Zhuque and Siwang were having a sibling spat, but that's normal, so she sighed in relief.

Corvus looked upon Taya Kyle as she explored herself, and chuckled to himself at her antic's. He once again got a proper look at her, the first since the New York City Comic Con. Five foot five with blonde hair up in a low hanging pony tail. She honestly looked like Wanda Maximoff. Chiseled, squared face with deep set blue eyes, a roman nose, and a permanent five o clock shadow. If nothing else, she looks the part of the usual superhero type. "She should fit in fairy well. Corvus thought to himself as Taya Kyle finally started to take stock of her surrounding's.

"I recognize this place. Isn't this where Thanos and Adam Warlock are were brought to after they destroyed universe 616? She asked him as she reached down and played with the fluffy clouds. They felt like Egyptian cotton, satin, velvet, and silk all at the same time, if that can be imagined.

"Yes it is. So, does it feel as gross as you thought it would? Because yes, you are in one of my universe's right now. Replied Corvus Rigel.

Taya Kyle thought for a second. "Well, while the prospect of being inside another being still irks me a bit, I can't exactly say I feel gross... in fact it feels comfortable, which is weird, but not... I don't know. It's confusing. Can we just move on? Kelsey Impicciche asked him.

"Gladly... now. Is there any particular version of Marvel- wait. Taya Kyle looks a bit flustered as Corvus concentrated on her face. "My parents gave me a new name when I was reborn as an Origin... so I should do the same for you. So Corvus Rigel started to pace in thought.

"Uhh... what's wrong with Taya? Taya Kyle? I mean I've had it all my life, I don't mind having it for the rest of it too. She interjected, hoping that she can avoid having a weird name.

"Nonsense. Such an ordinary name doesn't fit with beings of our stature. In this form sure it's fine, but the one outside? And to your Primordial gods? It needs to have some oomph. And maybe some references to celestial bodies... I got it!

Corvus Rigel stops pacing and faces Taya Kyle soon not to be Taya Kyle. He places a hand on his waist as his other points at her. His eyes glow with a golden light and he says loudly. "In my name, Corvus Rigel, the name henceforth and into eternity shall be, the realm they were occupying started to quake. Unova Titania.

Seven colored lightning wove through the clouds and rose into the air, separating in seven different ways and striking seven points surrounding Taya Kyle. Boooooom. As the surroundings tumbled, and her eardrums felt like they'd be a milk shake if it wasn't for being nigh indestructible, she felt as if a basic and fundamental part of herself shifted and now the only name for herself that mattered was that one: Unova Titania.

Honestly, she thought it was fine, decent at least. She could get used to it. But she felt the fanfare was a bit much. The speech, the quake, and the lightning.