Marvel: I Need A New Body

As Jerry somehow accepted the fact that he was transmigrated in Ebony Maw's body, he started to think about his next course of action.

For now, he has decided upon surviving and getting a new body. After all, anything was possible in this chaotic universe.

Wiping out the existence of half of the universe for population control, creating a town full of brainwashed people to live peacefully with your sex doll, or even messing with the multiverse just because you couldn't get into your favorite university are a few examples that happened in the MCU. Let's not talk about the absurd things that happened in the comics, the list goes endless.

'If I'm in Marvel Universe now. I should figure out which one. The movie one or the comics. I should gather information... Wait, I'm remembering something... I have Maw's memories...?'

Jerry closed his eyes and concentrated on the memories of Maw.

It turns out he did have access to the memories of the previous owner of the body.

Accessing Maw's memories was a weird experience for Jerry.

If he was to explain then it seemed like they were there but only accessible once tapped upon, but once viewed, they'd be there for always. It was like all the memories were enclosed in metaphorical boxes that could only be opened once 'tapped'. Only to be displayed on that metaphorical shelf, visible and accessible easily.

Overall it was a weird feeling, but he thought it was okay after all he didn't know just how many years' worth of memories were there in these old fossil's body.

Also, it seemed to him that those metaphorical boxes were labeled. So it was easy to find the most needed memories among the centuries of years' worth of memories. So, Jerry took his time to grasp and assimilate the memories of Maw.

While some boxes of memories took no time to process, some took about a minute or even longer for Jerry to assimilate properly.

Maw was a techno mage, or so he was called by some writer, producer, or whatever bigshot he was that had some role in creating Avengers Endgame.

Jerry had read in a blog that said the powers of the Black Order in the MCU were seriously adjusted to fit the movies. The Children of Thanos were too strong they said. Obviously, the comic counterparts of most characters in the MCU were vastly stronger.

Anyway, judging from the memories of Maw and from what Jerry already knew. Ebony Maw was an absolute devotee of Thanos, loyal to him to no end. He was one of the most competent generals of Thanos that never failed a mission. He also had advanced knowledge in both medical and technological fields.

And in this reality too Maw is a member of Thanos' Black order and his adoptive son.

According to the memories, Thanos's goals, his powers, and even the powers of the other members of the Black Order weren't that much different from the movies.

But Jerry's knowledge of the Marvel Universe was quite limited, he hadn't read any comics. His knowledge was from MCU movies, X-men movies, fanfictions, a few blogs, and some youtube shorts.

It was hard for him to determine whether he was in the MCU version or the comic from the memories he had.

And the only interaction Thanos had with Earth was when he sent Loki to Earth with the sceptre about a few months ago.

'That means this is somewhere between 2012 and 2013. If this is MCU, that is.'

'About my powers, I just have telekinesis and advanced knowledge of... most of the things. Just like Maw of the MCU.' Jerry sighed.

'If this really is MCU then it means less absurdly overpowered individuals that also means fewer ways to get a new body.'

But wait. There was one thing that Jerry remembered wasn't there in MCU!

Supergiant!

Yeah, she was a member of the Black Order of Thanos, Maw's adoptive sister. Supergiant possesses powerful psychic abilities, making her a formidable telepath and mind-reader. She also knows eldritch magic.

There haven't been any mentions of her in the MCU. But in this reality, she was sent on some important mission by Thanos and hasn't returned for a few centuries.

But this information alone cannot be trusted to confidently say that this was not MCU. When Jerry was transmigrated, it was 2023 in his world. Maybe Supergiant would've made an appearance in the future? What if this important mission was the reason she didn't appear in the infinity saga?

So, putting the matter of confirming which type of universe he was in on hold, he pondered about the next steps to get a body. And he came to the conclusion that before anything, he needs to escape from Thanos!

Jerry needs freedom from Thanos to get a new body and live his life in peace. He doesn't want to live as his henchman and then die for him in the end at the heroes' hands.

"Okay," Jerry decided, "Once I get the opportunity, I'm gonna get my freedom from Thanos and then go to Earth, there I'll—"

*Hisss*

With a hiss, a door opened, interrupting Jerry's lone musing. It seems someone had entered Maw's quarters.

Jerry pulled up the silky-velvet robe back and came out of the bathroom, to see who had arrived.

'A Chitauri soldier, huh.'

The soldier gave him a salute and informed him of some matters in a spooky language that sounded more like grunts and growls. Strangely enough, Jerry understood it, and after he gave the Chitauri soldier a nod, he left after saluting again.

As the soldier left, the door closed on its own. Jerry just stood there with a small smile on his noseless face, there was no life in his blue eyes left.

"Well, shit..." Jerry chuckled helplessly, resisting the urge to sob, "So I gotta make preparations for the war next week, huh..."

Well, saying it was going to be war was inaccurate it was just... just a small population control campaign on some overpopulated planet using genocide.

Jerry inhaled sharply and made his way to the wardrobes. Jerry noticed that even though he doesn't has a nose, he still needs to breathe, his respiratory organs are vastly different from humans.

He opened the wardrobe and took out the usual or well... the only kind of clothing Maw possessed.

Anyway, after going through Maw's memory Jerry discovered that there was a cure for the constant back pain his body was suffering from. It was a small piece of modified sci-fi clothing, kind of like those sweat-slim belts...

It seems like Maw's old body had started to experience this back pain only recently. The regeneration implants had failed due old age so he was going to perform surgery on himself in a few days, and had created these... sci-fi sweat-slim belts as a temporary solution.

A few moments later Jerry found himself staring at the mirror in the bathroom again.

He has surely looked in the mirror a lot today...

Jerry was wearing a long, flowing, and dark-colored robe that draped over his slender and tall frame.

The robe was designed to look regal, the gold accents and the stiff collar really would've looked good if he had a nose or maybe had less wrinkles. He was also wearing a few accessories including rings, bracelets, and a portable terminal on his arms.

The rings on his fingers served as symbols of authority, and also physical pass keys to a lot of inaccessible zones on the ship.

Sighing, Jerry combed the leftover hair on his head, and then with a resolution to survive and escape from his adoptive father, he stepped out of his cabin after an hour of waking up.

He didn't forget to instruct a random Chitauri servant to fix the bathroom.

Jerry was moving with a specific location on his mind, he was going to check the status of genocid- ehem, war preparations and also explore the ship and its features.

He walked through the corridors of the huge spaceship, the halls were all metallic and looked like an ancient cave but the touch of luminescent red, blue, or purple streaks added a nice futuristic glamour. It was as if their goal was to intimidate and not illuminate.

The passing Chitauri soldiers would bow their heads slightly on seeing him as a greeting while Jerry would just nod or wave his hand dismissively in response.

As Jerry walked ahead he heard the sounds of swords clashing, along with those, he also heard the sounds of women's grunts. The pained moans, grunts, and pants of women sounded erotic in his head. Curious he walked in the direction of the noises.

'Hmm,' Jerry gazed at the form of two women sparring standing near the entrance of the small arena-like chamber.

There were two women clashing there swords together, each boasting a distinct skin hue that set them apart. Their skin-tight attire accentuated their captivating curves.

"Ha!!!" The green-skinned woman ducked an attack from the blue-skinned one, she then squatted and dodged a horizontal strike.

The intense confrontation, the sweaty hot huffing girls, and finally that squatting action left the silently gazing Jerry nearly breathless.

'Such amazing curves and on top of that, below those wasp waistlines... those plump buttocks that one cannot miss!'

'Those are Gamora and Nebula, alright.'

Just as he thought that, a laser-sharp tip of a throwing knife made its way towards his face.

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Author's note: Posted early due to anxiety issues. Likey like guys! Power stones! So, yeah...

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