Betty Ross looked up from her coffee and out over San Francisco. It was moments like this when she thought of him, when she thought of the sweet, gentle man she loved and the monster that he became. She wondered what he was doing right now, where he was. Betty sighed and thought of the life he must lead now.

    She thought of all the running that he did as man and monster, and it saddened her. Bruce's life was entirely unfair. It was wrong. He was a good man but he had to wall himself off from his emotions or he would become that thing that they both feared. She desperately hoped that one day he could find a way to quell that demon in him. Then maybe they could have a life together. Maybe.

    A rain drop glanced over her cheek, causing her to look up at the dark clouds that had started forming in the sky. Another drop fell. And another. The rain picked up and Betty turned to go back inside before she got soaked. She paused when she heard thunder. Every time she heard it she thought of him.

    "Take care of yourself." She whispered as she walked back into the institute and closed the glass door, just watching the rain.

    Piecemeal was slammed backwards through a building that was little more than a shack and exploded out the other side. It rolled on the ground and regained its footing just as the Hulk erupted from the building as well, collapsing it. It roared and beat its chest as it advanced.

    Piecemeal hissed and strode forward only to be backhanded by a fist the size of a PC. It stumbled backwards as another Dell slammed into its face with a powerful right jab. Piecemeal was grabbed by the throat and lifted into the air and then chokeslammed into the ground making a crater. Tons of pressure pressed it down further; compacting the dirt beneath it. Piecemeal hissed loudly and in pain as the Hulk kept pushing and pushing as its face drew nearer to Piecemeal's. Strings of saliva hung from the mouth and beard of the behemoth above him and dripped onto his face as the Hulk crouched lower coming face to face with the patchwork creature.

    "Smash." The Hulk said in an impossibly low voice. Then he savagely bit into the shoulder of Piecemeal, taking a huge chunk out of the creature. Piecemeal screeched in pain and failed its limbs and tail to try and get free. Even in its blind panic, the monster was able to dig its claw-pointed fingers into the eyes of the Hulk.

    The Hulk roared so loud that a lion would sound like a kitten mewling in comparison as it backed away in pain, hands covering its face. Tears of blood trailed down his cheeks. Piecemeal managed to regain his composure and vertical base as he watched the Hulk back away, dramatically screaming and clutching its face. It screamed like a child.

    Piecemeal's tail shot out and wrapped about the left knee of the Green Goliath and yanked it out from under him with incredible force. The Hulk fell backwards onto his back as Piecemeal's tail uncoiled. Then like a form of great cat, Piecemeal pounced on the Hulk and began slashing at the parts of his exposed face, drawing great cuts that brought small rivers of blood to the surface. Piecemeal screeched and hissed as it dug its claws into the emerald skin of its foe. A smile of sadistic delight appeared on its face and grew into a purely psychotic grin with each and every slash.

    It faded when the Hulk uncovered its eyes. They had healed and they had a very angry look about them. A small explosion rang out as Piecemeal suddenly found himself aloft. The sensation of flight was short lived however, when Piecemeal suddenly crashed to earth on a dirt road. A dirt road two miles from the town.

    "My God." Jack McGee said as he saw the Hulk begin to run and take a small leap. One that was followed by a slightly larger one. By the third leap, the Hulk was gone over the trees leaving a stunned Jack McGee to rub his eyes in wonder.

    He looked back to the ruins of the bar and laughed out loud.

    "This calls for a drink." He said as he walked back towards it.

    Piecemeal rose and shook its head hard, trying to become coherent. Seconds later he was driven back into the ground face first as the Hulk landed atop him. The Hulk's hands quickly clutched the throat of the beats from behind and began to pull upwards as he sat on the small of Piecemeal's back. He was executing the Camel Clutch. The Hulk roared as somewhere deep inside him Bruce Banner remembered the maneuver from all those Saturdays spent watching wrestling with his foster father. Everyone has guilty pleasures.

    The roar was cut short as the prehensile tail of Piecemeal rose up and wrapped about the Hulk's thick neck like a great constrictor. Piecemeal hissed as his neck was pulled more fiercely upon his neck as the Hulk choked with the powerful tail draped about his own. Piecemeal's dim mind thought for added incentive to make the brute release him from the devastating hold. The answer came immediately as Piecemeal's arms bent back at the elbows and his powerful claws dug into the sides of the Hulk making him choke out a roar of pain. Piecemeal was of course triple-jointed.

    The momentary pain the Hulk felt was all that Piecemeal needed. Straining, Piecemeal's tail pulled the Hulk back making him release his grip. The Hulk slammed into the ground hard as Piecemeal stood, keeping his tail still tightly bound around his foe's neck. Lifting with all his monumental strength, Piecemeal lifted the Hulk into the air and slammed him down again. The Hulk merely grunted as he landed. He grunted twice more as Piecemeal lifted him into the air again. Piecemeal laughed with a hiss and looked to the gorge next to the dirt road. With a powerful swing, the Hulk was sent cascading towards the gorge.

    There was just one problem with this stratagem. As soon as Piecemeal's tail began to uncoil from the Hulk's neck, one of the Hulk's massive hands got a firm grip on it. The momentum began to pull Piecemeal along for the ride. Knowing his sudden jeopardy, Piecemeal's claws dug into the ground, scrambling for any and all footing. The momentum slowed and the Hulk slammed into the cliff's wall. He hung onto Piecemeal's tail desperately and began to dig his feet into the side of the cliff.

    Piecemeal felt momentary relief, but it was only momentary. The Hulk roared in rage and made Piecemeal hazard a glance over his shoulder. The beast looked larger and more muscular than before. His grip was greater too. The Hulk pulled at Piecemeal, dragging him along even with his claws dug into the ground. Pushing off the cliff wall with the most powerful legs in the world, the Hulk growled and had more leverage against Piecemeal. Piecemeal hissed and growled as he was pulled closer and closer. Using his own great strength he struggled to crawl forward.

    The Hulk roared as his legs became shaky and he was pulled forward. Deep within him however, he thought he heard a faint voice. It seemed to tell him what to do. The Hulk stopped roaring and merely growled as he let his legs buckle and bend as Piecemeal pulled. When they had bent all the way, the Hulk pushed outwards with all his might, in effect leaping off the side of the cliff. The Hulk roared as he went into a freefall. Still, he didn't mind. He had taken larger falls than this before. Also Piecemeal was coming with him. The two crashed into the cliff several times before falling into the river below and disappearing. 

    A lone helicopter flew over the river and inside Colonel Emil Blonsky had a calm, dispassionate look on his face as Rodriguez sat beside him laughing.

    "It looks like your devil isn't the worst monster in these parts." Rodriguez laughed.

    Blonsky sighed and pulled a control from his pants pocket. As the small device opened, Rodriguez noted two buttons; a red and blue one. Blonky's gloved finger delicately caressed the red one before he pressed it.

    "Masers are now armed." Blonsky stated.

    The Hulk erupted from the river stumbling back as it held its head. There was another huge cut on the side. Piecemeal followed the Hulk's spectacular reemergence, firing beams of light from small cannons that were protruding from his forearms. The beams cut into the Hulk's massive body making him back away and clutch each wound. They were healing quickly, but they kept appearing on his body. Groaning in the pain the Hulk backed away and lost his footing in the water. He fell onto his backside and sat there, water almost over his head. Piecemeal strode forward, pointing both maser cannons at the Hulk's head.

    "Hurt." The Hulk groaned, "Hurt."

    Piecemeal actually understood the words and snickered as he walked forward preparing to effectively cut off the Hulk's head with the masers.

    "Hurt." The Hulk begged off.

    Piecemeal walked closer and watched the pained expression on the Hulk's face with joy. The Hulk's pain soon turned to a grin.

    "Not hurt." The Hulk said.

    The Hulk's hands erupted from the water and hit Piecemeal with a double axe handle blow, sending waves of water crashing everywhere. Piecemeal flew backwards and went under water before standing again. It looked to the Hulk and hissed, preparing to fire. The Hulk merely stood there, looking larger than ever.

    "You. Hurt." The Hulk growled as he drew his hands back behind his body. Piecemeal didn't understand what the Hulk was doing. Then it heard a sound like a bomb falling from the sky. A whistling sound rang through the river as the Hulk's hands came back towards one another at simply incredible speeds. Seconds later, the Hulk's hands slammed into one another in a clapping motion.

    Jack McGee fell off his barstool and covered his ears at the sound. The windows in Emil Blonsky's helicopter broke. Great waves of water splashed up over their banks. Boulders fell into said river. Piecemeal flew back like a rocket and skidded across the water and up onto the land. The Hulk merely stood motionless with its hands pressed together, arms held into front of its great chest. Slowly, they recoiled.

    "Puny monster." The Hulk growled, "Smashed."

    Piecemeal sat up shrieking, unable to hear a sound and fired at the Hulk. The masers connected with the Hulk's chest making him back away slightly. He growled and took a step forward. Piecemeal fired again and again. The blasts kept hitting the Hulk. They kept cutting him. But now, the Hulk appeared so huge that they didn't bother him as much. One even cut all the way through his stomach and out his back. He clutched his stomach and kept walking forwards. Piecemeal kept firing as the titan strode forth. 

    The Hulk merely growled and one hand shot into the water and produced one of the fallen boulders. Fingers dug into solid rock and muscle and sinew lifted the rock into the air, one handed. The rock exited the Hulk's hand and slammed into Piecemeal knocking him backward, his maser cannons broken and useless by the impact. He shoved the rock off and looked at the huge Hulk walking onshore. He now easily towered above Piecemeal and the stomach wound was nearly gone. Hissing, Piecemeal leapt upon the man-monster and dug his claws into him. Piecemeal was casually tossed aside. It was like a housecat trying to attack an adult human or a lion against an elephant.

    "Puny monster die now." The Hulk growled.

    Piecemeal back away in fear and looked about for a weapon, any weapon. He spied a log that had washed ashore. He lifted it and swung it at the Hulk's chest. It shattered into splinters. The Hulk merely looked down on Piecemeal unimpressed. It growled and Piecemeal could tell it was angry even though he had lost his hearing. The Hulk's shoulders heaved up and down, as his breathing grew heavier. Piecemeal hissed and was flatted with a hammer blow, sending him to the ground. He tried to rise but the Hulk's massive foot came down across his back and planted him into the ground. Piecemeal's hisses became screams of pain. The Hulk dug his foot into the cyborg's back and roared mightily beating his chest. He then looked down in disgust and enclosed one fist about Piecemeal's head. A mighty jerk later, the Hulk was holding his foe's head in the pal of his head. The Hulk cocked his head and threw it into the sky and roared loudly, beating his chest like some giant ape.

    "STRONGEST ONE THERE IS!!!!! STRONGEST ONE THERE IS!!!!!" the Hulk bellowed to the sky.

    Blonsky smiled and patted his pilot on the back.

    "It's time." He said.

    The pilot nodded and reached to a case at his side. He slid it back to Blonsky. The Colonel opened it, revealing two gas masks. Blonsky reached down and handed one to the pilot. He then reached down and put the other about his own face.

    Rodriguez was puzzled.

    "What about me?" he asked.

    "Oh you. Yes, well I think it's time our association ended." Blonsky said, albeit muffled, "Goodbye Mr. Rodriguez."

    Blonsky's boot met Rodriguez in the face and knocked the man off balance. He tried to get up and challenge Blonsky, but a mighty shove sent him sprawling out of the helicopter. Blonsky watched him fall and hit the ground. Under his mask, Blonsky smiled.

    "Do you hear that?" he asked of his pilot.

    "Hear what sir?" the pilot asked, ears still ringing a bit.

    "There's no idiot asking questions every five seconds." Blonsky smiled as he looked to the Hulk two hundred feet below, "Now let's shut you up too."

    He pressed the blue button on the control.

    Several tanks inside Piecemeal's body blew at the same time. The Hulk heard it, felt it, and lifted his foot staring down at the remains of his foe. He cocked his head as some kind of smoke began to pour out of the corpse. The air suddenly felt…dirty. The Hulk roared and threw a blow at the body of Piecemeal, but that just made more of the smoke erupt outwards. The Hulk growled and swung an arm at the smoke, dissipating some of it, but not near enough of it. He backed away from this new foe. He felt somewhat sick and threw another punch at the smoke. It was weaker than the first. The Hulk groaned and tried to roar, but couldn't quite put it together. He swung a still weaker punch at the smoke, and then fell to one knee. He tried to throw another but found he couldn't lift his arm. The Hulk groaned and fell face first as the smoke permeated his being. His eyes glazed over and gradually closed. Before he slipped away into unconsciousness, he had the bizarre notion that he was getting smaller.

    Emil Blonsky smiled and patted his pilot on the shoulder again.

    "Get on the radio to the men. Tell them the Death Spores dropped him. Tell them we got him."

Nothing to really add at this point. The only real thing is that I decided to use Death Spores to drop the Hulk. Those were some of Omega Red's primary weapons, so I figure that if the Russians built Piecemeal after Red in this universe, well Piecemeal probably had them too. And let us please have a moment of silence for our dear departed Piecemeal.

Well that's long enough I think. Anywho, yeah I'm a wrestling fan. You can probably tell from all the wrestling moves I had added to this chapter. Just be grateful that I didn't have the Hulk F5 Piecemeal like Brock Lesnar. That'd just be silly.

And for those wanting to be in the know, I tried to script this fight kind of like a Kaiju (Japanese monster) movie fight. I get a kick out of those so it's a tribute.