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Bruce Banner pov

I can't go on like this. How much more must I suffer. Now much more must I lose? Is there no end to this madness, this rage? These were the sorrowful contemplation's of Robert Bruce Banner. The carnage of the most recent events in his life had just come to a tumultuous end. In which his wife – ex-wife in her opinion – had had him shot in the back of the head twice. Where his so-called friend Tony Stark had in order to save his mind injected him with extremis. And where and incarnation he had kept suppressed for years manages to manifest. An incarnation calling itself Doc Green that wanted nothing more than the complete eradication of any from gamma weaponry, hulk or otherwise. He had somehow managed to reverse to tide and save his friends. Restored those who had been depowered, even Ross and the gamma corps. Returned my daughter from the wrong time she was sent to. And destroyed my or doc green's rogue AI which took the name Omega Hulk and nearly killed everyone I care about. But at what price. I was even more estranged with my children now than before. I was seen as a traitor by my own kind – which felt weird as hell – and an even bigger monster by everyone else. The only ones who still spoke to me were my cousin Jen and surprisingly Betty. I was at the end of my rope and my sanity. How much longer until the very worst very of my mind manage to escape and throw the world in chaos. Enough is enough of this madness, this hell. But how? I couldn't kill myself, the hulks inside would never allow it. I had also learned long time ago that trying to tamper with my mind through physicatric or other means never ended well. So my options were slim to none. No, wait, there was one way. A solution that was offered to me a long time ago. A woman had appeared to me out of nowhere and said that she wanted me to create something for her but that it would require me to become my strongest self. I had no idea what the crazy lady wanted but I could tell she was nowhere near normal so of course I refused. The woman's eyes began to glow green then she spoke these words that now only resurfaced in my mind. "When you tire of the pain and sadness. When your own mind becomes your greatest enemy. When enough becomes enough. Call my name and say these words. Comosa I accept. Then she vanished in a blinding green flash of light. Only now did I remember this particular event. And for the first time I was desperate enough to take it. If this woman's strange request could really fix this. If there was a way out of this nightmarish life then no matter how small or how insane I had to take it. Enough was finally enough.

To ensure the safety of others I teleported myself to a desert and took a deep breath then spoke out loud and clearly. Comosa I accept. A laughing voice came from all around me, "so you are finally ready to become what you were meant to be. I was wondering how much more agony you could take." "Before I do whatever it is you want me to do. First tell me who you are and what exactly it is that you want. And show yourself, it's weird talking to thin air." I replied, and just as before there was a blinding green light. In front of me appeared a massive twenty foot tall emerald throne with a green woman of nearly equal proportions dressed in a Greek style flowing gown of a lighter shade and green glowing eyes came into being. "Very well Bruce Banner, I shall tell you what you wish to know. I am a comic being, the embodiment of all gamma energy thought-out the cosmos. The source you might say." This news greatly shocked me. "So you're a celestial then, but what does a celestial want with me." I asked her to which she snickered. "Not necessarily a celestial, slightly below them, more of a comic cube. You see they are the embodiment's of concepts, such as love, hate, death etc. And as for what I want from you Bruce Banner, it is to become my champion and create the strongest race there is under us cosmic entities." She explained. What the fuck is this crazy bitch talking about? Become her champion, create a face, how the hell does she expect me to do all that. "I can sense your unease and confusion. But everything that you need is already present. The only problem that remains is you yourself. However I can solve this obstacle though it carries a risk." She said narrowing her glowing eyes. "What do you mean I'm the problem, what solution." I asked. She sighed as if trying to explain something simple to a child. "I speak of your multiple personalities, the hulks that rampage within your mind." She said flatly to which I could only reply with "Oh". "Wait you can fix this. How, cause I've tried everything." I almost pleaded. "Not everything, you've never tried it my way. But be warned, if you fail you will never again be Bruce Banner. If you succeed however, you will gain power and control the likes of which you have never known. So what will you do? Accept or declined." She replied. I didn't know what to think. Accepting meant either gaining power and control or vanishing from existence. Declining meant continuing this pathetic life until I truly had nothing left. When compared there really was no contest in choice.

Taking a deep resolute breath I answered. "I accept your challenge. However please alot me twenty four hours to prepare." She smiled brightly then nodded firmly. "Your concession is acceptable. I will summon you at the appointed time. Until then prepare well Robert Bruce Banner." With that she erupted in green light and was gone. I spent the next nine hours in preparation. Creating video logs detailing what I was about to undertake to send to those who would still talk to me. This amounted to like four people total, Rick Jones (my closest friend), Jen (my cousin), Amadeus Cho (my biggest fan and friend) and Betty. With all my preparations complete I needed to find the courage to do what I was about to do, the strength to prevail and there was only one person who could help me with that. I teleported myself to a suburb in Vermont and walked up to a red door house, took a long deep breath and knocked. "Coming, get me a sec. I'm washing...up" she faltered a bit when she saw me standing in her open door. "Betty" I said smiling "I need your help."

As we sat in her living sipping some tea she had brewed the silence between us grew louder. Clearly her throat she started to say, "Bruce look I'm so sorry about what I did to you the pain I caused. If there's anything I can do." "Look Betty, I'm not angry about what you did. If anything I'm kind of surprised you didn't do it sooner." Her head snapped up so fast I thought she'd get whiplash. I chuckled at her shock. "Betty you did what you did to protect humanity. Not out of anger or hated. And honestly, after everything that you've been through simple by staying at my side and loving me. I thought you'd have tried to kill me a thousand times over by now" and for some reason I started laughing. Betty shot up onto her feet slamming her palms into the table. "Bruce this isn't funny. All this pain, all this destruction, its all because of"- Before she could finish I got up and threw the table between us to the side. Spilling the tea and the contents on it. I grabbed her by the hair and slammed her against the wall behind her. "Don't you dare do that to yourself. Don't play the guilt card, trust me I've been doing that for years and you know what I've learned. It doesn't work. Shit happens and when it does life goes on for those who have the strength to pick themselves up and wade through the mess. Now you and I have been through more shit than anyone and we're still here. And I still love you, despite everything I still love you and god only knows that that will never change. But what if I told you that I've found a way to end this madness? A way for us to leave this crazy world and live the life we deserve, that we've earned. No more running or hiding. No more worrying about who's coming after us for whatever reason or being labelled monsters. To finally have the family we dream about. Do you remember what we said we'd name our daughter?" I asked her."M-My mother's name, Karen-lee Banner. But Bruce how, how can we have that." She choked out. Tears streaming down her face at my words. "I can make happen; no I will make it happen. If you would stand beside me a gain then I swear I will give you the love and happiness that you deserve. But I need you to give me the strength to do it." I pleaded, releasing her hair to wrap my arms around her waist and bury my face in her neck. "Bruce, what in the world do you have to do that scares you so much." She asked with worry in her voice slowly stroking my hair (god I missed this. "That's the thing I don't really know. All I know this that I'll either return changed or not at all." I replied. "Then what do you need me to do." She said, and I could see the determination in her eyes. Even after all we'd been through. After fate has fucked us over so many times I've lost count. She was still willing to put her trust in me. "Just love me" was my simple answer. To which she wrapped her tender arms around my neck, kissed me softly and said. "That shouldn't be hard. Because despite all that's happened between us. I never stop loving you.

That night we made love to a near insane degree. For nearly two hours I pounded into her as if I was trying to break her. Gripping her hips and sucking her soft breast and nipples hard enough to leave bruises on her alabaster skin. She screamed my name over and over again, clawing at my back, shoulders, arms and chest with such frenzy and biting me so hard that I knew they would leave scars. I marveled at watching her body go into spasmodic fits every time her climaxed, her cries becoming indistinguishable sounds. When our bodies finally gave out we collapsed against one another spent but happier than we'd been in years. She looked at me in a way that I never expected to see again. Snuggling into my embrace she gave me what I truly came here for. "Bruce I don't what you have to do and I don't care. Just make sure you win and come back to me. Because you are the strongest person I know. We fell asleep in each other's arms and slept better than we had in years. I awoke early intended to leave without her noticing but got sidetracked. One glance at her sleeping face beside me and I was paralyzed in place. Frozen by the sheer beauty and majesty of her, who for some unfathomable reason still loved me. How could any man be so lucky? As our life together flashed before my eyes I made a silent vow that come what may I would prevail, that I would not fail her, never again. I kissed her on the temple and climbed out of bed, god I was sore. Putting on my clothes proved more of a challenge than I thought especial my shirt due to the claw and bite marks Betty gave me last night. Which I kinda felt oddly proud about. Once dressed I crept over to the door and opened it, thinking she was still asleep. "Bruce I love you." I froze at those words for a moment then turn to face her. I could see the worry and fear mixed with love and hope in her eyes. "I love you too Betty. And it's because of that that I know I can do this." I said giving her my best reassuring smile.

"For us, our family, Karen." She asked with unrestrained hope.

"For our future." I replied with unrestrained resolution.

"Then go. But Bruce know that if you don't come back I will find you and it will not be pleasant."

I don't doubt it. Once this is settled I will come back for you. For all of you." Before she could raise question at my statement I was out the bedroom door and immediately teleported myself to the desert again. After 74 minutes she appeared once again. "Are you ready Bruce Banner." She question. "Ready as I'll ever be, let's do this." Was my answer. She giggled as if my bravery was amusing "very well let us begin" then she snapped her fingers and we were no longer on earth.

"Oh what the fuck is going on here.'


Author's note: all hulk fans please read and review cause I know you'll are just as pissed about how marvel is keeping him at this weak and pathetic stage. when he should be so much stronger and better than this. And i know that true hulk fans will feel the same.