Author's Note:
The Incredible Hulk is not my original creation. Bruce Banner, The Hulk, and other Marvel characters belong to Marvel and all rights for said characters are theirs. With that said, I will be introducing original characters, such as Alanna Banner, that are my original creations.
Photo credit:
Sean Molin Photography under a Creative Commons license. Photograph found on (Entitled: Maddie '11 | My Sun).
Time-frame:
This story is set a few months after The Avengers (2012) movie. Please consider all events from this point on as if they are taking place in a branched off, yet similar, universe.
Prologue
My name is Alanna Banner and my father is Dr. Bruce Banner. Our life is not an easy one but it is one we must live. You see, both my father and I have unique issues we must face. There are only two things that keep us sane; one another and the hope for a better future.
My father suggested I keep a log of my thoughts, a diary of you will, but I would rather write about everything that has happened since I first met him. I do not recall much before the change but I do remember Jack and Donny, my kidnappers.
You see, I was born with some kind of gene that gives me certain abilities. One of those abilities is what cost me everything but granted me the family I needed to survive. We may not be much of a family but my father and I love one another. Isn't that all that matters?
The first time I met my father was the last time Jack and Donny would live. I guess I should mention that Bruce isn't my birth father, but, he is all I have and all I really need. You see, Jack and Donny were small time thieves who weren't very good; that is until they found me.
One day we were in London, Massachusetts with the plan to rob a bank. Supposedly there was a huge score coming through the small city heading through to many different banks with a layover in the city for a night. Jack had been staking the place out for weeks before it was time to go through with it. It was my job to walk up to counter and play the innocent girl.
The next day I entered the bank and immediately looked around, as if I was caught off guard by the size of the bank, but, what I was really doing was checking out which counter to go to and how many guards there were. It was relatively easy deciding today since there was only one teller working and only three guards. Two of which were by the counter door, guarding it due to the money being stored in the back room. As I waited in line, I sighed as I thought about what I was about to do. If only I could run away from everything, but there was no way I could because Jack would only find me again…he always does.
"May I help you?" the voice said shattering my daydream of being free. I shook my head and approached the counter. The teller was a woman who stood approximately 5'4 and had green eyes with auburn hair. She had a picture of her and a little girl tucked behind the counter where she thought no one would see it.
I leaned up on the counter, barely able to see over it, and just as I was about to speak Jack and Donny ran into the bank, shooting and killing the three guards. The teller must have heard me scream because, as Jack predicted, her motherly instincts took over and she lifted me off the ground and over the counter.
"Now, the teller just picked up the little girl", Director Fury said to Bruce Banner, who was sitting in an uncomfortable chair inside one of S.H.I.E.L.D's bases. Dr. Banner nodded his head, as Director Fury pushed play.
As the little girl, no more then 13, was saved by the bank teller a hideous Wolf-like monster could be seen attacking the teller and, the police believed, the little girl. Dr. Banner inched closer to the television, "There's no way," he said, shaking his head in disbelief. Just then, the creature jumped on the counter, in perfect view of the camera.
Director Fury paused the footage, saying in his calm yet sarcastic behavior, "This from the man who turns into The Hulk?" Bruce sighed, leaning back into the chair and removed his glasses, rubbing his tired eyes, "You want me to go after her, don't you?"
Director Fury watched Bruce and calmly said, "Yes. You're the best person for the job. No one else can handle such a beast. If you can bring her in alive do it but, if not, you are authorized to use whatever force you deem necessary." Bruce sighed at Fury's comments, "How can you be so callous? She's a little girl!"
Fury sighed, "Doctor, this 'little girl' has maimed and killed an estimated number of forty victims during various bank robberies. Make no mistake, she is a danger to everyone, including you, and she will kill again." Bruce sighed, thinking about the monster inside him, and wondering what he could be like. Nevertheless, there was nothing further to say to Fury. He knew that there was nothing that could be said; that is, nothing that would change the Director's mind.