Some days, you just can't get rid of a bomb!

[Isabelle]

Well, it seems not everyone in the Omniverse is bad. On my away out of Camelot, a man garbed in leather biker attire happened by. He was a large scruffy man with big poofy hair that reached all the way down his back. He offered me a ride.

I was just reading about the Avengers, some sort of hero group and how they are stationed in the Vasty, so I told him that's where I needed to be. The trip there went by WAY faster, and I still had my hands free to check my phone. Some super hero named Vision was going to help me apparently. That's an interesting name for a hero.

When we made it to the Vasty gate, I was surprised to see Guards posted. I had a sinking feeling about this place.

At least I did at first. When we crossed over the portal, I was surprised to see some sort of tropical vacation hot spot, a crowded one.

I really hope that Vision guy arrives soon. I don't want to think if I accidentily set off this bomb somehow.

I say farewell to the biker who took off down the street, and I sat alone the gate, watching for a hero.