Why It Happened
*This is a continuation of my other Iron man fic 'How it happened' people seemed to like it and asked from it to be continued. It took a long time for me to decide if I wanted to though. Hope you like it.
Rick Jones P.O.V
Now in the past few years I have woken up in many strange places before, caves, cabins, military bases, jails, woods, abandon buildings, and once even a abandon sewage tunnel. I have woken up in fluffy beds that would make kings jealous (of course that was when we were on an alien planet) but the worst way to wake up in my opinion is tied up and with a major headache. That pretty much always meant that you were in for a hell of a day. That how I woke up this time. Joy.
For those of you who have forgotten my name is Rick Jones and I'm sidekick to the Incredible Hulk and best friend to Bruce Banner. Now I don't care what you've heard the Hulk is NO monster! People just need to leave us alone and everything would be fine but no they cant do that. To tell you the truth I'm the reason that that there is a Hulk, Bruce was just a normal guy who helped me when I made a stupid mistake that he payed the price for. I owe it to him to stick by him and my friendship and loyalty to both Bruce and Hulk has payed of, when the Hulk is calm he listens to me and that has helped us many of times. Both the Hulk and Bruce are very protective and bad guys know it, and they use it to there advantage.
Thats how I ended up where I am now.
Bruce and I had been hiding out in a small town in New Mexico when some soldiers rolled in and we decided to scam. I had gone to get some supplies and when I had taken a sort cut threw a back ally (again stupid I know) when some weirdo attacked me and knocked out. Now when I wake up I'm sore, hungry, thirsty, and I have a really bad headache. My arms are tied to a pipe behind me and my ankles are also tied together, look around that all the high tec machines around I can guess that I probably in some sorta lab, more than likely an evil one. I was the only one around that I could see, so I started to struggle and trying to break free. I couldn't.
"There is no use trying to escape Mr. Jones you will only hurt yourself, and I would prefer if you were undamaged." came a cold voice of the same man who had attacked me standing there, ugly helmet and all. 'If I had a dollar for every time I heard that I might not be in this situation right now.' I thought but "Who the HELL are you? What do you want from me?" is was what came out of my mouth. "Very well I guess you deserve to know. I am the Controller and as for what I want is you large green friend-" I interrupted him with a loud "What you want to control The Hulk? Your crazy! He's uncontrollable!" I shouted and was surprised by his loud sharp cold laughter.
It chilled me to the bone.
"You are correct. The Hulk while mentally primitive is to unstable and powerful to control. However I noticed that the Hulk follows you around and does whatever you tell him. So you are going to help me take revenge on those who have wronged me." He told me a icy grin on his face. "What makes you think I will ever willingly help!" I snarled back. The grin grew "Whoever said anything about 'willingly' Boy?" he smoothly said. Before I had a chance to react he grabbed my reddish hair and yanked my head forward, I cried out and tried to get away but he slapped something onto the back of my neck.
A familiar jolt of electricity went threw my veins and though I tried to fight it, I felt myself begin to slip into the arms of unconscious and my last thought was 'Please..Bruce...Help...Me...Please...'
Then all was black.
*Like it? Hate it? Tell me. If you guys want me to I think I am going to do another one. But this one is going to be from Bruce/Hulk's POV. But thats only if I get some good reviews. So read and review!