Prologue

A.N. Hi! This is a story I've had on hold on Wattpad for a while now and I thought I'd post it on here too because it's got quite a fair amount of reads on there! So I hope you like it, I have up to around ten more chapters already written to be posted on here, so if you like it, you know how to tell me you want more! Rating may change, be warned.

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P.S. If any of my Shot Down In Flames readers are reading this, I'm sorry for not posting another chapter yet, writers block...

My name's China-May Fury.

At work I'm known as Agent Banner, my maiden name and in the field, my code name is Black Ice or Commander Banner.

I have another side of me that I like the call, She-Hulk or Shulkie, but let's skip that bit for now.

As you can tell from my names, I'm married to Director Nick Fury of SHIELD. And I'm also the daughter of Dr Bruce Banner, AKA The Hulk.

Yes. The Hulk is my Dad. Well, technically Bruce is my Dad seeing as I've never personally met the Hulk, but I'm guessing big green's not the fatherly type.

Long story short; A few weeks after my Dad was exposed to this Gamma Radiation stuff, I was hit by an ice cream truck; one of the many reasons I'm called Black Ice. He donated blood to me, which caused me to 'Hulk Out' while also mending my body.

Of course he had forgotten about the side effects at the time when he donated the blood, but he did effectively save my life.

So all was forgiven.

Anyways...

Back to me!

As I said, my name is China-May Fury, I'm 30 years old.

I have long, wavy caramel low-lighted dark brown hair. Narrow hazel eyes that work with my Hispanic features and tanned olive skin. My cheekbones are (as my elderly friend Peggy Carter would say) like marble banisters and my dusk lips always in a pout.

I stand at 5 ft 5" 1/2 inches, while She-Hulk is 10 ft 3" inches; I was measured by some extremely intimidated scientists.

I'm quite curvy, as most Hispanic women are. My bra size is a freaky 36 F cup and a I have a round butt that even implants couldn't achieve.

Unfortunately, because of my 'Angry Green Condition' underneath my clothes I almost permanently wear a stretchy suit. The suit looks like a dark navy short sleeved deep v neck swimming costume, with a SHIELD emblem on the back.

I soon realized that I shouldn't just wear it casually around the Helicarrier after one of the elder gentleman agents passed out.

Poor Stan... Although it was rather amusing when he fell off his chair onto third in Command Agent Hill. She poured her coffee all down her jumpsuit.

That's completely irrelevant, back on topic now.

Unlike my father I can actually control my Hulk to some extent. I have full power over my mind while in that form, unless I get seriously pissed and just start smashing things. Like father like daughter, huh.

The Helicarrier Doctors have concluded that I can have control because I only have a small amount of Gamma Radiation running through my veins and in my DNA.

Yet, on the field I still prefer to use weapons instead of my big green self if I can help it. They make me feel more human. Or at least, human enough.

Some of you are probably wondering how I'm married to Nick Fury, while my father has no idea who SHIELD are.

Truth is that he stopped me from blowing my brains out.

After getting really hormonal on my monthly flow, I smashed up my neighbors RV- The stupid think shouldn't have been parked out front of my house!- then once I'd calmed down, I freaked out as most people would do in the predicament I was in and put the barrel of a gun to my head.

Nick had one of his creepy spies following me around and when he was informed of the situation I was in, he rushed down to my house, confiscated the gun and offered me a job.

The rest is history...

I must confess though.

I havent seen my Dad for four years.

He doesn't know where I live.

He doesn't even know I'm married to the Nick Fury.

That's all about to change.