Disclaimer: I don't own the rights to Hulk or any of the characters.

AN: Sorry I haven't updated this story. I was trying to figure out exactly what I wanted to do. I will probably updating this story about every other week. I am going to put most of my work into my other story but I am not going to just drop this one. Again please forgive any inaccuracies and just deal with the way that the story is going. I have also been doing some research to keep this some what close to the comics but I am not going to go out and read the comic. It would just take to much time.

Chapter 2: Transfusions

Flight D658 over Seattle, Washington

Days since last incident: 1

Time: 1555 h

Bruce was on a small plane descending into Seattle. He had finally decided that it might be a good idea to see some family. After all he had gotten lonely during his isolation and the Avengers had only reinforced the idea that he needed company. He was even considering visiting Tony in Malibu. Probably not a good idea though. Even for the flight he had made sure that he had changed the day before.

He had decided not to call Jen though. For one he didn't have a phone. Two, he didn't have her number. The only reason he was even able to get to Seattle was with SHIELD paying the way. After all "turns into an enormous green rage monster" wasn't something that you could put on a résumé.

He had to admit though he was nerves about flying. After all, the last time hadn't worked out so well. Just then the wheels of the plane touched down and Bruce's heart began to speed up. It calmed quickly however and before long he was through airport security and on his way to the motel room SHIELD had rented him.

The first thing Bruce did once he had arrived at the room was grab the phone book. He stopped when he realized how thin it was. The he realized that most everyone would have cell phones now and that those numbers wouldn't be listed. He settled on looking in the yellow pages for a law firm that list Jennifer Walters.

He finally found it and dialed the number. "Law offices of Goodman, How may I help you?" called a voice familiar voice from the other end of the line.

Bruce froze, "Natasha?"

"Natalie," the Black Widow snapped.

"You know what I'm not even going to ask."

"How may I help you?" she said again.

"Is Jen Walters there?"

"Not at the moment my I take a message?'

"Yes. Tell her that Bruce called and ask her to call me back on this number please."

"Will that be all Dr. Banner?"

"Yes, but please at least tell me that you at least aren't investigating Jen."

"Have a good afternoon," Natasha dead panned and the line went silent.

"Shit," Bruce whispered. Bruce sat back on his bed. it had been a while since had been able to sleep on a real bed. Not that the Helicarrier didn't have beds but they were military still, which is to say hard as a rock. Before long Bruce had fallen into a deep slumber.

Gamma Base New Mexico

Test Number: 12

Subject: John the chimpanzee

Time: 2100 h

General Ross didn't like being told what to do so when Leader had first shown up he had freaked. Then he found out that Leader had literally gallons of Banner's blood. The success of their test had gone up dramatically since his arrival as well. The animal they were using now lived for about ten minutes before dying from the gamma radiation.

Today however was the most drastic. If things went well they had a person ready for testing. Rick Jones. He thought he would be helping to find a cure for Bruce. That however was a lie.

"We are all ready for our test," Leader said making the General jump. He wasn't sure how Leader continued to sneak up on him. He just appeared.

"Good."

Ross and Leader walked down the hallways until they arrived in the test area. Strapped into a chair was an unconscious Rick Jones. "I thought we were using a chimp?"

"Human blood must be used for humans."

Before Ross could say anything it had already begun. The dialysis machine was already mixing the blood. Suddenly Jones's eyes snapped open, except they were yellow. He began to jerk and strain against the binding until they snapped. He shot up out of the chair as his skin began to turn blue and he started to look like Blonsky's Abomination.

When the transformation was complete the monster stood eleven feet tall. The only difference between this monster and the Abomination was the absence of the bony protrusions and blue skin. "So what is your name," Leader asked as Ross stared at the monster in front of him in wonder. How he wished he had that type of power.

"I am A-Bomb," the beast bellowed in a deep guttural rumble. It took a step toward the viewing window then faster than anyone could react slammed its arm through a sheet of six-inch thick bullet proof glass. Ross ducked the blow noticing that Leader had disappeared.

The monster began to pummel his way out of the base until finally it was free.

10 x 10 cell of Emil Blonsky

Time: 2110h

Emil Blonsky sat in total darkness. He knew the walls were thick, he just wasn't sure how thick. Not that it would matter if he knew with the damn collar he couldn't escape anyway. Even if he tried to remove it he would be sedated. He wondered sometimes if he was building up an immunity to the sedatives though. Even when his meals would appear he would become sedated. After what was at least two years Emil still hadn't found the door.

He knew if he ever saw daylight again he would have to where sunglasses to keep himself from going blind. But now in this darkness he could see just the faintest of shapes. His bed. The latrine. The sink.

Suddenly he felt a small tremor run through the ground. He ignored it. Then there was another one and another after that. There was a splitting noise and a crack appeared in the wall. A small amount of light filtered into the room. Blonsky laughed then said, "Finally. Hulk you took your time." Darkness engulfed him as his heart began to speed.

Test Center

Time: 2115h

Ross turned around to see that Leader had returned and was looking curiously at the path of destruction this A-Bomb had Created. "So was you little experiment a success?" Ross barked at the man.

"Oh, yes, quite a wonderful success," Leader said calmly, "Who better to lead the Hulk to us than one of his best friends. Then when he gets here we will capture him and have an unlimited supply of blood for our test."

"Capturing the Hulk can't be done!"

"Oh I think it can with these," the genius said as a workers brought out several silvery chains with massive shackles attached, "These are adamantium chains, they are indestructible and able to easily hold the Hulk without a single problem."

"Oh and just how are you going to attach them to him?"

"With bait of course," Leader said as if it where obvious.

"What kind of bait exactly?" Ross asked.

Seattle, Washington

Days since last incident: 1

Time: 2030 h

When Bruce had woke he decided to go for a walk. Looking back on it he wondered if it had been a smart decision. He had just wanted to be doing something while he waited for a call back from Jen. He kind of wished he had a computer so he could work on some new ideas he'd been having lately. The where nano-bots that would drain radiation form a subject. The idea being that if he needed to he could contain others like himself. But it was just a theory.

Here he was walking down the sidewalk about ten blocks from his hotel when he heard a scream from an ally. Something about that scream sounded familiar, then he heard the gun shots. Instantly the Hulk wanted out but Bruce held him at bay as he ran toward the sound. The Hulk just got angry and began to try harder to get free. Not now. If you are needed I will not stop you, Bruce thought. When Bruce got to the scene he saw an old man and a young woman with brown hair laying on the ground bleeding. The woman was his cousin, Jen.

Bruce was horrified. He could hear someone already calling for an ambulance. When it got there Bruce immediately told them that he was her cousin. Once they had loaded Jen and her father into separate ambulances Bruce climbed into Jen's and rode to the hospital.

When they arrived Jen's father just needed a few stitches but Jen was immediately rushed into the operating room. Bruce and Morris Walters waited outside. After a couple of hours the Doctor came out.

"She's lost a lot of blood," the woman told them, "and we don't have any of her type here to give her. We were hoping that one of you two had the same type. So is either of you AB?"

Bruce felt sick to his stomach. AB was his blood type he knew that if they did a transfusion with his blood it would make her like him, a monster. He wasn't sure he could be responsible for doing that to her. Bruce looked over at her father who had shook his head. If Jen didn't receive the transfusion she would most likely die.

He had no choice. He couldn't let her die. Bruce sighed thinking that at least she would have someone to help her. "I am." The doctor instantly rushed Bruce back to the operating room.

Roswell, New Mexico

Time: 0900 h

Rick Jones woke up alongside the road. He realized now that he had been lied to. He was mad but something told him that he would have to keep that in check from now on. Rick looked down at himself and found out that his clothes where shredded. The last few hours had been a blur.

He remembered saying something, he wasn't sure what. He also remembered running though the desert. That was all her remembered though. He also knew that he needed to find Bruce. Ross would be looking for him now and that meant the military would also. No one was better at avoiding the military than Bruce. Rick began walking until finally a car drove by and he caught a ride into town.

The first thing he did was by new cloths, after all the ones he had weren't very useful any more. After that he went to the nearest diner and got some breakfast. He couldn't help but thank God that his wallet had remained in his pants. While he was eating he listened to the news.

"… last night at around eight thirty Pacific time lawyer Jennifer Walters," Rick looked up he had heard Bruce talk about a cousin of his named Jennifer that was a lawyer, "and her father Morris Walters, where shot in Seattle. While Morris received a few minor injuries Ms. Walters is still in critical condition. In other news minor earthquakes have continued to hit the Alaskan Range and scientists are no closer..." Rick tuned it out after that.

Rick stood and paid for his meal. After he left the dinner he went to the nearest car rental store and got a car. He was going to Seattle. Besides Betty Ross and himself, Jennifer was the closest person to Bruce. She was Rick's best chance at finding Bruce to help him with his condition. He knew that if Bruce knew what had happened he would be close to the hospital. As soon as Rick had his car he began his long drive north to Seattle.