Chapter 12: We Need A Miracle
It was another cold and lonesome night in the jail house at Marvel Island. Harry Potter sat hugging his knees against his chest on his bunk. The OTs had thrown him, as well as some other characters, in there. It was ironic. Usually, the heroes jailed the bad guys, but now the bad guys were jailing the heroes. Then again, that was the whole point.
Harry rubbed his hands together and blew into them. It didn't help with the cold, though. The past few nights had been colder than the others. The food had also gotten exceedingly worse, but it wasn't like they were going to get five-star cuisine him.
Waiter, Harry thought, I'd like a pumpkin pasty and a way out of here, please.
When the uprising began, Harry expected he would end up imprisoned. He was a major threat to the "boss". Harry did not, however, expect to have a cellmate. Any other character would've been great, but not the "big guy".
That's right. The Incredible Hulk.
Banner sat in the corner of the cell, drawing in the dust with a stick. He always seemed so calm… Well, almost always. Banner had been having a little bit of stress problems lately. Two nights ago, Harry had heard grunting from the bunk below, and he never dared looking down, afraid of what he may see. He just stared up at the ceiling, wide-eyed and gripping the edge of the bunk bed tightly.
"Did I hurt anyone?" Banner had asked Harry the morning after. It was an odd question to ask, but Harry knew what he meant. Harry shook his head, no, and Banner lay back down, relieved that he hadn't hulked up.
That was the only thing Banner had ever said while locked up in the dreary jail. Harry was content with that. No matter how much of a decent guy Banner seemed, Harry feared what lay underneath.
But now, Harry really wanted to speak. He was bored, and there was nothing to do. His mouth formed the first words, but no sound came out. What am I supposed to say? Harry thought, How's life? It seems pretty awful right about now.
Harry cleared his throat.
"Hi."
Banner glanced over his shoulder at Harry and half-smiled. "Hey."
And that was the end of that conversation. Another thirty minutes went by of absolute silence. Then, finally a thought occurred to Harry.
"Why are you here?"
Banner answered, chuckling slightly. "I was captured. It's that simple."
"Yeah, but why didn't you… you know."
"Well, I can't really do that." Banner said. "First, I'd get in major trouble with the park. Second, I could really hurt someone… Someone I don't mean to hurt."
"Is that why they wanted to capture you in the first place?"
"To use my 'powers' against me and my friends?" Banner said. "Yes."
Another painful silence.
"Where are all the heroes?" Harry asked, turning to dangle his legs over the edge of his bunk. "Spider-Man? Iron Man? Captain America?"
"Cap gave the order to hide."
"Why?"
"Because he knows when to give up." Banner said. "He knew that if he came in here now and busted us out, then most of his team would go down, too. He'd lose more than he would gain... It'd be too risky."
Harry sighed and leaned back against the reinforced cell wall.
There isn't any hope for us, He thought. We need a miracle.
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