I got onto the street, hood pulled over my head and hands in my pockets. I hate green. I tried to walk where there were less people and I would probably calm down, at least that guy wasn't following me.
3 days later: Bruce's POV
"Tony." I said as soon as I walked into the lab, making a reaction come out of the genius, scaring him so his screwdriver went flying out of his hand and onto the floor behind him.
"Banner. I haven't seen you for a while, at least down in the lab. What's up? Feeling angry?"
"What? No. I need to ask a favour." I replied, Tony stood up off his chair and retrieved the screwdriver from behind him.
"You've never said that before, what can I do that you cant?" He asked back, I smiled a little at that comment.
"I need you to do a search, find this woman." I said, holding out a photo taken from the cafe's camera footage, long story of how I got it.
"I never took you to be the stalker type, Banner." Tony replied, looking at the photo. "She's cute." He added.
"She's different." I corrected, he looked back at me funnily. "When I went for my coffee round 3 days ago, I met her in there, she was sitting alone at a table, hood up, fidgeting and biting her lip, almost like-" I was cut off.
"You?" Tony interrupted, I gave an irritated nod.
"It might be nothing, but I swear saw something on her hands, something...I can only describe as unnatural." I stated, Tony nodded and turned back to his workplace.
"Hey Banner, what do you think of this?" He asked, I rolled my eyes and got to work on helping him out.
4 days later
I strutted into the lab with two coffee's in my hand before Tony yelled out.
"Banner!" He yelled, almost making me drop both drinks as I jumped at the sudden yell throughout the previously silence tower. "I got something on your girl situation." He said as I walked over, handing him his coffee and he pulled up a camera footage. "Cant run a face trace for her background yet but she lives on the Bronx downtown, apartment-C on the second floor." He informed me, I watched the current footage of her entering her apartment. "So now what will you do?" He added, sipping from his cup.
"I need to see her, something about her, it feels...strange." I stated before starting to pack up and head out.
Scarlet's POV
I was sat on the rocking chair of my apartment, overlooking the city from my high window with a cup of coffee in my hand, not as good as the coffee shops obviously but I didn't feel like going out today. My hands in my lap, both wrapped tightly around the American flag patterned mug, careful not to spill as I gently swayed backwards and forth on the spruce wood chair, entirely at peace. That is until a knock interrupted the silence -save for the small squeaks of the chair and floorboards- that dawned in the apartment. I cautiously stood up, believing I should ignore it, I wasn't expecting anyone. Then again, they may not go away. The small and noticeably timid knock sounded again, echoing through the hallowed room. I crept towards the door, boots making the slightest dull thud sound as they touched the ground. I was just at the door, no peephole, I warily turned the doorknob and cracked the door open the slightest, the lights from the hallway lighting a strip of white onto my face and clothing, I saw the same man from a few days ago in the café standing there, purple button up shirt, brown pants and black shoes, black curled hair and glasses.
"Hi." He said, head vaguely inclined, sort of a pacifying motion and a pen in his hand, presumably something to fiddle with. I would know.
"Erm, hi?" I said, opening the door slightly more so it was about 20cm open, not enough to see my full face but enough to recognise basic expressions.
"Sorry, to come here like this, but, I need to talk to you." He said before looking both ways on the hallway. "In private." He added, I stared a moment longer, trying to identify any sort of weapon or harmful objects on his person but nothing came up. I slowly but surely opened the door further, to the eventual point of it was wide enough to let him in. I gave him a small gesture and he did so, walking in a bit bashful. I closed the door unhurriedly and turned on the big light, I usually preferred low settings on lights but some find it hurts on the eyes. I was able to see him a little more clearly then in the hallway, his features more distinctive since his head was now fully up and he avoided eye contact but kept his eyes near my face. We stood in silence for a few moments and I crossed my arms, hoping he would speak first, after way over ten seconds passed, I breathed in and spoke.
Y-You know, the reason m-most people that s-show up at my d-door is because they don't li-li-like me, mind telling me w-w-why your h-here?" I stuttered although I tried to hold them back. His mouth moved to the side a little, kind of awkwardly as I saw the cogs move in his head, trying to think of a reason and explain it well.
"The day at the café." He stared, oh jeez, can that just be left ALONE?. "You seemed slightly on edge, I was just concerned about the way you left." He started, I had a guilty expression slowly taking over my face, I could tell. "You said you didn't stammer naturally so that brought up a strange point, you looked like you wanted to avoid attention but you didn't stammer when you were kind of threatening me."
"Uh, y-yeah, s-s-sorry ab-about that." I said, pinching the bridge of my nose.
"I only want to help, as I have said before, I am a doctor." He insisted.
"As am I and I know what I'm doing." I said, no stutters, stammers or pauses and that was suspicious enough.
"A doctor in what?" He asked, I started looking around the room, get me outta here!
"Ph-Physics, psy-psychological s-studies and I've had my f-fair share o-of che-chem-chemical stu-studies." I said, not meeting his eyes for the entire sentence. "Y-your making m-me feel str-strange, p-please leave m-me alone." I said, ushering him towards the door.
"Why?"
"You feel o-odd to m-me, l-like there's so-someth-thing else I-in there." I said, gesturing to his body. "I-its freaking me out!" I said, breathing quickening and heart beating faster, I felt myself growing stronger. Not here, Ivy! Not now!
"Miss, I need you to stay calm-"
"Stay calm?! All I have ever done it try and stay calm! GET OUT!" I full on screamed, picking up my mug and throwing it, it smashed on the wall behind him thanks to his reflexes and he ducked. I backed up to the counter, my hands returning to their former shade. "No!" I said, my hands battling their colours. "Now look what you've done!" I yelled as he was watching, wide eyes in shock. "GET OUT OF MY APARTMENT RIGHT NOW BEFORE I KILL YOU!" was my final scream at him, he darted out, leaving the door open and I couldn't hold it any longer, my hands turned their full shade of green, the colour crawling up my arms. I escaped to the bathroom, locking the door and embracing the transformation, I looked in the mirror as I grew taller and more muscly, ivy vines wrapped around my arms and my fingertips went a bluish/green, distinct from the rest of the green now covering my body, my clothes proving too small and bursting off, a dress of leaves coming out to cover me as the rest of my body continued its change. My hair grew longer, a lotus flower behind my ear and my hair in dark red streaks. This hasn't happened in 6 years. Now I have to calm myself down and wait it out. Now I cant stay here, he saw me changing, granted not the full thing 'Ivy' as I fittingly named it. Now I have to move again. But I had to deal with THIS first.