Is it the Cats Meow? Or the Anubis's Paw? [ Travis and Saileyra Only ]

The doctors had told Travis that there was someone in this part of the world that might be able to help him. They also told him that he should not get his hopes up. Travis had stopped doing that years ago. His life had become nothing more than going from one appointment to the next without much of anything in between. He had become devoid of anything even resembling a social life. After all, people were rather put off by his appearance even though he had become quite accustomed to it. The suit that gave him his powers did not come off and he it was not easy to hide, though he did try using a bowler had and a trench coat.

The air was hot and dry though Travis could not tell one way or the other because his new skin prevented something as subtle as that from being felt. He missed it more then he would have ever understood before. How could something as simple as feeling the wind on your cheek be so missed?

Even though Travis had come to Africa in order to see a doctor specializing in something, the exact name for the study had been forgotten by him, he had arrived a few days early. After all, it was not every day that he got to go to Africa so he decided to take in some of the sites, namely the Pyramid of Giza. The sand shifted under foot as Travis made his way along, having separated from the tour group that he had come along with. A small boy had been asking his mother questions about Travis and while the mother had tried to get the boy to be quiet and not make a scene, but like all boys he continued to ask questions louder then he probably realized. He could not blame the boy but it was still hard to take and he figured it would just be best if he left.

Walking around the backside of the pyramid, Travis found that moving in the sand was more tedious then he had original expected. Taking a quick look around at his surroundings, he decided that it would not be a terrible idea to speed this walk up by just a little bit. And, given how long he had been walking the tour group had most likely already left for town so there by no longer being part of the problem. Travis took this moment to remove his trench coat and hat and lay them on the ground and began to do exactly what the suit that was fashioned to his skin allowed him to do. The powers were fun, or at least interesting to use, however the suit which made him so visible different from everyone around him was not fun. Travis would be more than happy to be rid of that.

The sand still shifted beneath his feet but it was a little bit better now. Continuing on his way, Travis rounded the corner of the pyramid. It was that he knew this would not be a regular day. It was odd how a day so beautiful could also be full of so much oddness.

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Travis did not get to grow to his full height very often in New York City. People would often assume that he was a villain or the monster of the week and it was not hard to see why given the destruction that had befallen the city due to metahuman activity. Still, he did not like being seen as nothing more than Godzilla’s new playmate or something like that. It would not even matter what Travis did. He would also be considered nothing more than a monster, even if he went out of his way to save, protect, and help the people that surrounded him. He would always just be seen as a really big guy.

It was kind of nice standing next to the pyramids though. They towered over Travis and made him forget that he was something different from the standard person on this world. That is, until he heard some sort of shouting to his right. Turning his head, Travis looked to the top of the pyramid and searched for the source of the noise but the sun prevented him from seeing anything. He raised his right silver hand in an attempt to stave off some of the harsh solar radiation that flooded his vision. It was an odd thing for Travis, while his skin was almost completely immune to outside influence his eyes were basically the same. At least he did not need glasses anymore.

The shouting was almost incomprehensible and even with Travis’ great size the distance from the source was still too great. “What did you say? I didn’t understand that,” He yelled back to the source, louder than he had actually intended. The giant man, while at full height, had a booming voice that could normally be heard quite clearly over a great distance, having a supersized voice box helped, and was a little deeper than normal.

Travis waited and listened for any sort of response. It was hard to say what might happen next in the coming moments. Perhaps, he had gotten to large or too close to the pyramids and the local government was issuing a warning or maybe it was a super villain looking for a new weapon of mass destruction and thought Travis could be just that. Anything seemed like it could be possible in this day and age. Then he saw a glint of some sort of metal.

“You’re not going to shoot at me are you? I’ll let you know now that at this size I’ve had bigger things just bounce off me,” Travis again yelled. He did not think the person would shoot something at him but stranger things were known to happen, especially when confronted with something like a giant.

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The person on top of the pyramid moved again, possibly kneeling down or getting low, something to that extent, and said something. Travis could not tell what had been said since the person was still the same distance away and out of his earshot. Still holding his hand in front of his face, he decided that he would wait just a little longer. Figuring out whether this was all some sort of not that funny joke or something else. One could never be too careful in these days and times.

Then, all at once, everything happened.

The person stood in an elaborate fashion and raised the metallic object high in the air. Without a sound something small made impact with Travis’ hand and cut deep. Recoiling from the sensation, he closed his eyes and grimaced and not a second later more objects, still small, came into contact with his silvery blue face. Slicing into his skin, if he had been on a human scale the attack would have been much more damaging but at the moment all it did was cause pain and irritation. If it had not been for the hand that had been raised to shield his eyes from the sun the projectiles could have shot into his eyes and been a real problem.

It took a moment for Travis to come to his senses; after all this had been the first time he had been hurt to any extent in the past few years. The last time being when he had been hit by a truck not too long after he had been changed. This was serious. If this person could hurt him then there was reason to believe this person could do so again and if that was the case the Travis could be in serious trouble. Thinking fast, Travis decided that he would fight to stay alive, if for no other reason, because even if he was not happy about having a strange new skin he did not want to die.

Moving forwards and climbing the steps of the pyramid, Travis made to run at the person before him. This would either be really stupid or really useful but given his lack of combat training it was hard to say at the moment. The one advantage to his size, though, was the added speed in his footsteps, practically propelling at high speeds to the person. Once Travis was close enough he would raise his arm high above his head and swing down on the being in an attempt to crush them, figuring he might as well take advantage of his size.

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