A cousin of the mighty Rex, I weigh in smaller, but mayhap meaner. Steven Spielberg made a movie star of my siblings and me, do we star in your nightmares now? Little kids wear me on their jammies, but if they met me they’d run away screaming. Birds are now my closest kin, to them I bequeathed my feathers and skin.

I'm ordinary and unremarkable everywhere, except on the battlefield

Irving Stone paired it with agony in a biographical novel about Michelangelo. It is a drug you might find at a rave. What a devoted fan feels when their team wins the championship.

I'm said to have died, but show me a woman near a door and see if I let her touch that damn door

Look out your window to solve this riddle. A little further, almost there, oh noooooooo.