Planet Hulk
I watched Planet Hulk and Thor Ragnarok and thought about writing a story with Bruce Banner being active most of the time and instead of having the Red King and Caiera it's going to be the Grandmaster and Valkyrie.
Bruce Banner aka The Incredible Hulk was flying in the quinjet, having no idea where he was headed. Bruce just knew that no matter how much he and his team wanted him to stay he just couldn't. He was tired of everyone calling and treating him a monster, even though he saved countless lives in Harlem, Calcutta, New York, and Sokovia. But, it was never enough.
Bruce just sat down in crisscrossed position thinking about him and Natasha, wishing things could have gone better. Bruce thought more and more about their relationship and realized that no matter how many times he'd deny it, things were never going to work out. Sure, she understood him and helped him with gaining control of his alter ego but she and him could never have a future. They could never have children, settle down, and live the simple life. There was no chance of any of that.
Bruce's thoughts were interrupted when the quinjet began to shake uncontrollably. He rushed up to see the problem and saw that there was a wormhole beginning to pull the quinjet towards it. Bruce tried to steer clear of it but it was too late and the quinjet got sucked in.
The quinjet shot out of the wormhole, coming out of the other side of it, still flying uncontrollably. Bruce was able to steady it, getting the quinjet to continue flying smoothly. Bruce landed the quinjet in what appeared to be a junkyard, filled with other ships and other vehicles. Bruce stepped out, looking around, wondering where he was.
There was no one around for miles. Suddenly, weird looking people in strange uniforms began walking towards Bruce.
They all were carrying what looked like guns in their hands, all aimed at Bruce. Bruce groaned in frustration. "No matter what part of Earth I go to, people still continue to point guns at me." Bruce could feel The Hulk wanting to break out and attack but Bruce fought it. The weird looking people spread out, making a aile for someone to walk through.
A woman walked forward wearing some sort of armor and carrying a sword on her back. "Greetings. I am known as Scapper 142 and you are unknown to the ruler of Sakaar, the Grandmaster. Identify yourself."
Bruce took a moment before answering, traumatized by her beauty. "Um... I'm Bruce. Bruce Banner. And I don't have any idea where I am and what is Sakaar. Never heard that name before."
"Sakaar is only the most technologically advanced and most entertaining planet in the entire universe," Scapper 142 told him. "Where are you from?"
Bruce was beginning to freak out about what she just said. He was on ANOTHER PLANET! Bruce didn't know there was even any life on other planets until he met his friend and former teammate, Thor. "I'm... I'm from the planet Earth. I entered a wormhole and almost crashed landed here."
"I think you better come along with me,"Scapper 142 told him. "The Grandmaster will decide what will happen to you. Probably become a slave like the rest of those who crash land here."
Bruce was beginning to tense up. Slave? If it was one thing he and The Other Guy could agree on it was that no one was going to make them into a slave. "Hey, look you don't want to make me angry. Me be a slave? Never. I'll..." Bruce was interrupted by Scapper 142 throwing a small disk on his neck.
Scapper 142 pulled out a remote, pressing the button, causing the small disk to shock Bruce, causing him to lose consciousness. "We'll see about that."
Scapper 142 had the weird looking people to pick up Bruce and carry him to their large spaceship, flying away.