Rise of The Hunter Part 8

General Ross' car pulled up to the Oscorp building. He placed his general hat on his head and waited for his driver to open his door. The driver came around to his side of the car, grabbed the door handle, and collapsed onto the ground in a ball of fire. Ross watched as all of the people around the car started running away in terror from an unknown threat. He flung his door open and saw his driver on the ground, dead and burnt to a crisp.

"What the hell?"

Suddenly, Ross heard a load roar. He looked up and saw a green giant standing on the building across the street, staring at him.

"Banner?!"

The figure jumped down and landed on the sidewalk a few hundred feet from Ross. The figure started sprinting towards him, plowing through crowds of people. Ross ran inside Oscorp and charged up the stairs to get to the second floor of the lobby. He looked down at the first floor and saw the green monster break through the wall, causing rubble and dust to fill the lobby. Everyone inside screamed and ran, and the monstrous figure was killing civilians left and right.

"It has to be Banner!" Ross said, but he couldn't get a clear look because of the dust. All he knew was that a giant, green, hulking figure was destroying a building and killing people. That was all the motivation he needed. He grabbed his gun and started firing at the creature, who looked up at him and roared. It jumped up to Ross' position and looked him in the eyes with eyes that glowed yellow. Ross was terrified.

"You're not Banner."

"Of course not, Ross! It's me, Normie!" The creature then held up his hand and a small fireball formed, slowly growing larger and larger. He threw it down into the lobby and it exploded, sending fire flying everywhere. People all around the lobby started dancing around, trying to put the fire that consumed them out. Soon enough the entire lobby was engulfed in flames and the flames were rising at a steady pace. Ross looked back up at the creature, who smiled, revealing sharp teeth.

"What the hell did you do, Osborn?!"

"I did what you wanted me to do! I made a super soldier serum!"

"No, you made a monster serum, just like Banner and Blonsky did!"

"Wrong! What army would want to go up against the U.S. when our soldiers would look like me?!" He started forming another fireball and threw it above them, igniting the floor above them. Ross was sweating, due to both the heat and fear. That was when things went black for him.

Flint slithered around as a pile of sand until he found the address he wanted, a dinky apartment in the middle of the Bronx. He quickly built himself back up into human form and knocked on the door of the address with one hand and made a giant sledgehammer with the other. He waited a few moments before knocking again, this time harder.

"One second, you asshole!" screamed a voice from the other side of the door. Finally, Flint heard footsteps approach the door. The handle turned and Flint prepared to clobber whoever opened the door. Once the door was open, Flint saw Mac standing there, eyes wide and hair messy. Flint smiled and slammed Mac with his giant weapon, sending the other man flying back into his apartment. Flint laughed and walked inside, looking around at his former-partner's apartment. On the coffee table was a white powder in a straight line, presumably cocaine. Flint shook his head and walked back over to Mac, who was laying on the ground curled in a ball.

"Still doin' coke, eh Mac? I thought you was sober. You're supposed to be da 'cool, calm, and collected' one."

"Leave me alone, Flint! I'm warning you!" begged Mac. "Just leave!"

"Or what?"

Mac suddenly whipped around with a revolver and started firing into Flint's chest. Flint smiled and brought the sledgehammer over his head, ready to slam it down onto Mac. Mac kept firing until he was out of bullets. He threw the gun away, curled up into a ball, and cried, "This is it, man. This is it." Flint slammed the hammer into Mac, but the floor beneath them collapsed due to the impact. Mac somehow landed on his feet and ran away, only pissing off Flint even more. He chased after Mac, but once he got to the front door of the apartment Mac was long gone.

"Damn it!" he screamed, slamming his hammer hand into the kitchen counter. He looked over at a terrified family all bunched up on the couch, staring at him. He felt guilty, so he reverted his hammer back into a normal hand and left to find Mac.

Peter stood in front of the general store, waiting for The Hunter to arrive. As he waited he got stares from multiple people, due to the fact that he was in his costume. A few moments later, The Hunter came sprinting around the corner.

"I'm here. I'm here." The Hunter said gasping for air. He put his hands on his knees and bent down catching his breath.

"I, uh, kinda forgot my wallet." Peter told The Hunter. "I don't have pockets because I wear tights soooo… you can imagine how that would look."

"What's wrong with a little bulge now and then?" The Hunter asked.

Peter sighed and asked, "What the hell is wrong with you?"

"A lot of things."

The pair walked inside and looked around. The people within the aisles of the store all stopped what they were doing and stared at them. They strutted through the store and whenever someone looked at them, they would snap and point at the person. Peter whistled and The Hunter hummed. They walked down the aisle until they came across a pair of walkie talkies. They picked them up and walked over to the counter. The cashier stared at them in complete awe.

"Aren't you two…" he said, his voice cracking multiple times.

"The Hunter."

"Spider-Man." Peter said putting the walkie talkies in front of the cashier.

"Um, that'll be 16.45" the cashier said, putting the walkie talkies in a bag.

"I wanna be paid back for this." The Hunter said looking at Peter and pulling out his wallet.

"Yeah, yeah."

The two paid for the walkie talkies and walked out of the store. Each one took a walkie talkie.

"So we'll radio each other if we ever need backup?" The Hunter asked.

"Basically." Peter said. The two stood there in an awkward silence and eventually walked away in different directions. Suddenly, Peter's spider sense went off, telling him to get to Oscorp immediately. He activated his walkie and told The Hunter in a stern tone, "Get to Oscorp. Now."