Janet Van Dyne.
The woman who first bears the heroic identity of Wasp in the Marvel Universe.
Who is also generally the partner of Hank Pym. Both heroically and romantically.
That very same woman is currently lying on my chest. After we obviously spent a passionate night together.
The memories of our night coming to the forefront of my mind the second after I thought about it.
Janet's legs wrapped around my waist. Her various moans. The way her breasts felt around my-Woah!! Hit the brakes. I said to myself. Working to stop that train of thought immediately.
Since the more I followed it the more something began to rise, and it's definitely not the Shield Hero.
"Oh, someone's excited this morning." Janet playfully spoke. A soft smile on her face.
"And a good morning to you too Jan." I said.
Unconsciously using Janet's nickname. Feeling no discomfort at all when I did. Despite not being the Hank Pym she held feelings for.
Yet at the same time I also am.
'Man, what a mind fuck my situation is.' I thought.
I am seriously glad I'm not having some sort of nervous breakdown right now.
Especially given how well depicted Hank Pym's mental problems were in various Marvel media.
Though that leads me to wonder if I will still have to deal with them? Seeing as I am technically a completely different person.
I really need to get my bearings.
"Hank, you okay?" Janet suddenly asked. Knocking me out of my own thoughts.
"Yeah. I mean why wouldn't I be?"
"You've got that expression on your face. You know the one when you're thinking about a problem and can't find a solution." She pointed out.
"Do I?" I asked. Working to keep my nervousness in check. Since I need to make sure Janet doesn't suspect a thing is different about me.
Even though, as we've established, there obviously is.
Which is a predicament I plan to never tell anyone fully about and take with my grave to me again for the second. That hopefully I won't need up in for a long time this go around.
But this being Marvel and all you never know.
"Yes." Janet replied.
"Well you know me Jan. Always thinking about something." I replied.
"Yeah. That's true." She agreed.
Leading me to internally breathe a sigh of relief.
"Just don't think too hard. Otherwise your brain might explode and you could end up in an early grave." Janet darkly joked.
Having no idea how close she was to the truth.
"Isn't it a little too early for your dark jokes Jan?" I asked.
Because my memories tell me Janet really does have a morbid sense of humor at times. But the rest of the time she's bright and cheerful. A sharp contrast. But one the original Hank of this universe, and now I love, about her.
"It's never too early to laugh." Janet replied.
"True." I said. I then gently lifted Janet off me. "Now if you'll excuse me I must answer the call of nature."
Getting out of bed I reached down and grabbed my pajama bottoms, which I then slid on. After which I left the bedroom and headed straight for the bathroom, my new memories guiding me, arriving in no time at all. Where I then did my business.
Since I really did have to use the bathroom.
But I also needed a minute to myself.
A true one.
So after flushing, and washing my hands, I splashed some water on my face and then looked directly into the mirror situated above the sink.
Seeing I had the iconic blonde hair and blue eyes of Hank Pym from the mainstream comics. Not looking anything like Micheal Douglas, the actor who played Hank Pym, in the Marvel Cinematic Universe.
Also Janet looks nothing like Michelle Pfieffer.
If anything the two of us resemble the Hank Pym and Janet Van Dyne featured in that one season Avengers show I watched as a kid.
The Avengers: United They Stand.
Which honestly wasn't horrible. But it wasn't great either.
Unlike the other 90's Marvel series like Spider-Man: The Animated Series, X-Men: The Animated Series, and even Fantastic Four: The Animated Series.
Now those were some shows.
Especially with how comic accurate they all were. Minus a few creative nuisances here and there. Like in Spiderman: TAS where they made Felicia Hardy, who in my opinion is Spider-Man's best love interest, a super-soldier.
Boy, those were the days I reminisced.
Seeing as I was a 90's baby in my previous life.
Well late 90's early 2000's but I think you get my point.
Though that doesn't seem to be the case here. For from what my new memories are telling me I am currently 23 years old and the year is currently 1995. My birthday now being in June, while my year of birth is now 1972.
That means if this world is predominantly based on the MCU, despite the presence of Mutants, it means I have time to prepare for the inevitable shit storms I know are going to hit Earth in the future.
Like Loki's invasion and of course the purple ballchinian with a god complex, Thanos.
And why prepare you ask?
Because this isn't pages in a book or images on a screen any longer but real life. Where anything could happen. There is no plot armor or script that guarantees the good guys will always triumph in the end and everyone will get a happy ending. Thus I refuse to leave my fate in the hands of others when the reality could be so much worse than the fiction it's based on.
Yeah, fuck that shit.
I'm doing what I need to to protect myself and Janet.
'Protect Janet.' I suddenly thought.
Suddenly beginning to realize the depth of my feelings for the woman I just basically met.
Yet due to the memories of the original Hank Pym of this universe I feel like I've known her for a long time.
I can recall our first meeting.
It was three years ago, right after I graduated from the California Institute of Technology with my PhD in Biochemistry at only twenty years old.
Right after which I was asked by world renowned scientist Vernon Van Dyne to be his lab assistant. A position I accepted since while Vernon wasn't the type to work well with others, he had garnered a great respect in the scientific community and as such I would've been foolish to pass up an opportunity to work with him.
So that saw me at his side.
Never forgetting when he introduced me to his then seventeen year old daughter, given that Janet was born in the year 1975 in this reality, who was currently finishing up acquiring her second doctorate, for she had inherited her father's genius.
Following relatively the same path the original Hank of this world was on, until he took a year and a half off due to the unexpected death of his parents, whom died in a motor vehicle accident, just as he finished his first year of college at seventeen.
The incident sending him into a depressive state. For they were the only family he had in the world.
Whom just remembering is filling me with sadness. But also a kind of strength. One to make the most of my life and my intellect.
The strength setting the original Hank Pym back on the path he'd begun in the first place.
It was also this strength that led him to be able to help Janet through these last few months, she having suddenly lost her own father, like he lost his parents.
Vernon having died of a sudden and undiagnosed brain aneurysm.
The time the pair spent together making their relationship all that much stronger, and last night they finally crossed a line and entered a new level of intimacy.
Remembering all of this I couldn't help but form a smile on my face.
Getting a big step closer to accepting I am now truly Hank Pym.
Taking a few more minutes I let this feeling sink in. I then left the bathroom and returned to my bedroom.
The same one the original Hank had lived in since his childhood.
For I currently reside in the same house/mansion Hank Pym did in the MCU. Only here it is a home that has been passed down through the Pym family for the last couple of generations. First owned by Hank's grandparents, then his parents, who then left it to him in their will. So now it's all mine.
Along with the personal laboratory the original Hank Pym has already set up in the basement.
Opening the door to the room I saw Janet putting on her clothes.
"Hank." She said after noticing me.
"Jan." I replied.
"Enjoying the show?"
"Yes, very much." I replied. A smirk on my face. "Though I enjoyed the main event last night much better." I said.
Janet getting a slight blush on her face when I mentioned our sexual escapade.
Especially since it was her first time.
Though not Hanks from what my memories tell me. Since it seems having a big brain, even without the charm and money of Tony Stark, does get you laid.
"Ass." She muttered.
Me simply still smirking in response.
"Whatever." Janet grumbled. "I'm going to make breakfast. How many pancakes do you want?"
"A large stack please. Given you helped me work up so much of an appetite last night."
"Okay. Who are you and what have you done with the real Hank Pym?" Janet asked me.
Once again being closer to the truth than she even realized.
Even if I'm not a Skrull or any of the other shape-shifters that inhabit the Marvel universe.
"What, don't like my stellar new personality?"
"No, I do. It's nice. Good to see you'r loosening up a bit Hank."
"Well as you're always telling me I need to enjoy life more and I've decided to take your advice." I explained.
For Janet truly did say this numerous times to the original Hank of this reality. So I'll use that to explain the changes in my personality.
Given I'm an entirely brand new Hank Pym.
"But on that note please come and get me when breakfast is done. For I need to go down to my lab and check on a few things." I explained to her.
Janet saying nothing and simply nodding her head in agreement.
"Thank Jan. You're the best." I replied.
I then went up to give her a gentle kiss on the cheek before she went on her way.
After she did I moved to get dressed in some proper clothing, at least some actual pants, and a shirt, before heading down to my personal lab.
Where after arrival I found numerous plans and sketches for inventions and the like. Along with scientific lab equipment and even several computers.
Along with a safe.
One that my new memories told me held Hank's current work on breakthrough that made him the Ant-Man in the first place.
The Pym Particles.
Though my new memories also tell me he's just begin working on them. Only having gotten started in the last couple of months after Vernon's death. A serious catalyst in his research into the particles.
Though I get why.
For the original Hank thought if someone could shrink down and literally stop the brain aneurysm Vernon suffered the man wouldn't have died.
Don't worry original Hank I'll definitely finish your work.
My new brain already thinking of how to do so the moment the thought of the particles entered my mind.
But I halted that.
For I'm now just going to blindly rush into messing around with such science. I don't want to accidentally shrink myself into the Quantum Realm after all of ended up causing myself to grow to the side of the Colossol Titan from AOT.
Neither of those scenarios sounding like particular fun.
Unless I'm in full and complete control mind you.
However enough about that for now.
Turning away from the safe I headed over the main computer terminal and connected to the Internet.
It being slightly more developed here than in 1995 in my previous life. A given considering all the super geniuses and advanced technology litering this reality.
After I did this I searched up the names of several people and even places. But I was extremely careful of how I did this. Since I didn't want an organization like S.H.I.E.L.D. suddenly turning up at my door faster than I could say 'mother fucker!' or worse yet Hydra.
In my self search I discovered several key things.
The first of which included several scientific papers by young up and coming scientist like myself including one Dr. Bruce Banner and one Dr. Reed Richards. Both of them being the spitting images of Mark Ruffalo and Pedro Pasal from the MCU.
I also found papers by one Dr. Otto Octavious. As well as a Dr. Henry McCoy. The latter having not made any public appearances in years, and I know why. Considering I found a paper on genetics by one Dr. Charles Xavier. A ringer for James McAvoy.
Second, I found information on companies besides Stark Industries including the Roxxon Corporation and the Brand Corporation. I also found references to a charitable organization known as the Hardy Foundation.
This leading me to look into a certain Spider-themed hero and learning while he hasn't made his appearance yet there was a pair of researcher named Richard and Mary Parker who worked for Oscorp Industries that disappeared a few years ago, being survivied by their only son.
As I took all this and more into account I came to the conclusion the Marvel universe I was in was an amalgamation of the MCU, the Fox X-Men film universe, the the Marvel Animated Universe that featured all the Marvel cartoon from the 90's in my previous life.
Which while being cool also fills me with a sense of dread.
Since now in addition to beings like Loki, Thanos, and Galactus. I'll also live in a world where a comic accurate Apocalypse and Mister Sinister are likely running around. Not to mention Blaastar, Annihiulus, and so much more.
Ah, what a wonderful world.