The Incredible Hulk/Buffy the Vampire Slayer: Hell And Rage
Disclaimers: I don't own both Buffy and the Hulk. Buffy is owned by Mutant Enemy and Fox. Bruce Banner and the Hulk are owned by Marvel
Reason why I decided to write this: Buffy faced so many supernatural things that I thought it would be cool if she faced a creature who was a force of nature in his own right.
This takes place during Bruce Jones' run in the Incredible Hulk, and this takes place just after Season Seven on Buffy starts which means it's post Lessons.
Prelude:
Robert Bruce Banner studied his laptop as he rode the bus to Sunnydale. His mysterious friend, Mr. Blue, told him that for the moment there were no immediate forces chasing after him. Maybe now he would get some peace for a while.
He took his cap off and ran a hand through his already growing hair. He'd shaved his head to avoid recognition. When you're a fugitive, wanted by half the United States Army, plus a secret organization because they want what's inside you. Life as a fugitive would've been easier if Bruce HAD committed a crime. But the truth is that for Bruce Banner, life as a fugitive was considerably harder than any fugitives on the run. Because Robert Bruce Banner was wanted because of his other, dark self.
The crime he had committed wasn't a crime at all. Bruce Banner saw a boy driving onto the test site where the gamma bomb, his creation, was due to detonate. Bruce ran out and dragged the boy to a protective trench, and threw him into it, but he was too late to save himself as the gamma bomb exploded. Though a good five miles away, Bruce Banner felt the gamma radiation affecting him. He began to scream, and collapsed with his voice hoarse after hours of screaming. The boy, Rick Jones, watched in horror and awe as Bruce Banner literally burst out of his clothes as his muscles grew to abnormal porpations, and his body grew to the size of a giant, and his skin turned all grey.
That was the first night Bruce Banner transformed into the monster men would call the Hulk.
Over the years, Banner had undergone so many changes, both physically and psychologically, that it would become second nature to him. He'd been a green-skinned brute with the intellect of a child, a grey-skinned creature of perverted pleasure, and all his secret desires given form.
But ultimately, he remained the constant; Bruce Banner.
But recently his life had been in turmoil. Both he and the Hulk, framed for the death of a boy, though to be murdered when the Hulk collapsed a building in Chicago, has been dealing with people they thought they could trust, and people who wants the Hulk for some unknown reason.
He glanced at the Welcome to Sunnydale sign. Bruce hoped that he can hide out for a while, but somehow he had the feeling that things wouldn't go as he had planned. He was used to that feeling.
As Bruce stepped out of the bus at the bus stop, he felt the beast inside him becoming. what was the word? Nervous. The Hulk? Nervous? Somehow, he didn't like that at all.
He could hear his-their voices screaming at him to get back onto the bus.
He could do that, but as he turned around, he saw that the bus already left.
Something about Sunnydale set the Hulk off. All the Hulks.
He sighed and started to walk, but he didn't get any far when suddenly he felt hands grabbing him, and dragging him into a dark alley.
When he got a good look at his attackers, he was surprised. They looked human, but not completely human, as the head ridges and fangs were testimony, as well as the glowing eyes.
The vampires were about to feast on their latest meal, but one of them saw a strange thing; the scrawny guy's eyes; they were glowing emerald green, and he could swear he could hear a hoarse growl from him.
The vampire didn't ponder this because the next instant he was turned into a pile of dust as he was staked through the back.
Buffy Summers cursed herself. She had planned on a quiet night, but Sunnyhell seemed to screw her life over. Buffy didn't notice the fading green glow in the eyes of the guy she'd just saved as she pulled the vampire about to bite him off him. She staked him, and moved on to the next one, "Okay, cowboy, you want to bite somebody, try me for size."
The vampire growled at the Slayer, "I ain't afraid of you, Slayer." But he was lying to himself. He was so scared that he'd pissed his pants, which was visible, even in the darkness.
"Oh, really," Buffy grinned, "Then you won't mind if I test that theory. And by the way, didn't your mommy teach you to potty?"
Bruce was impressed as he watched the girl, the Slayer, as one of the creatures called her. He'd seen some people her age fighting creatures like that. Hell, Rick Jones, the boy he'd saved when the gamma bomb went off, was about her age. He'd recalled that when he was her age, he'd shared a dual existence with the alien called Captain Marvel. He watched as the creature lunged at her, and the Slayer sidestepped him, and he tried not to laugh as the creature fell face first into the pavement.
Buffy smirked, "Tsk, tsk, and I thought vampires were tougher than this. What is this, vampire day off?" she shook her head in amusement before staking him.
That joke was lame, even to Buffy, but her typical punning sense went on strike ever since Sunnydale High reopened.
She walked over to the guy, who was already picking himself up, "You okay?"
He nodded, "Yeah. Apparently, they must've been new at this."
Buffy was surprised, "You've seen vampires before?"
"You wouldn't believe me, Miss.?"
"Summers. Buffy Summers. You're new here."
Bruce smiled at Buffy, "Just. passing through. Is there any place where I can spend the night?"
Buffy pointed at the motel, "Over there. The motel's full of cockroaches and the TV reception's not so great, but hey."
Inside, Buffy winced at seeing the motel because it was the same motel Faith, another Slayer, spent.
Okay, Summers, Buffy chastised herself, Stop thinking about bad memories.
Bruce nodded, and turned, "Thanks for your help, Miss Summers."
He started to walk off towards the motel, but for some reason, Buffy called out, "Hey, what's your name?"
Bruce turned, and the first alias that sprung to his mind was, "Rick Bixby."
He turned and kept walking.
Buffy watched as the guy who called himself Rick Bixby walked off. Something was off about this guy, but she didn't know what.
She turned, and walked back to her house. Dawn had to be worried. She was late, and she'd promised Dawn she'd help out with her homework.
To be continued..
Feedback me at gamma_xmen@yahoo.com
Disclaimers: I don't own both Buffy and the Hulk. Buffy is owned by Mutant Enemy and Fox. Bruce Banner and the Hulk are owned by Marvel
Reason why I decided to write this: Buffy faced so many supernatural things that I thought it would be cool if she faced a creature who was a force of nature in his own right.
This takes place during Bruce Jones' run in the Incredible Hulk, and this takes place just after Season Seven on Buffy starts which means it's post Lessons.
Prelude:
Robert Bruce Banner studied his laptop as he rode the bus to Sunnydale. His mysterious friend, Mr. Blue, told him that for the moment there were no immediate forces chasing after him. Maybe now he would get some peace for a while.
He took his cap off and ran a hand through his already growing hair. He'd shaved his head to avoid recognition. When you're a fugitive, wanted by half the United States Army, plus a secret organization because they want what's inside you. Life as a fugitive would've been easier if Bruce HAD committed a crime. But the truth is that for Bruce Banner, life as a fugitive was considerably harder than any fugitives on the run. Because Robert Bruce Banner was wanted because of his other, dark self.
The crime he had committed wasn't a crime at all. Bruce Banner saw a boy driving onto the test site where the gamma bomb, his creation, was due to detonate. Bruce ran out and dragged the boy to a protective trench, and threw him into it, but he was too late to save himself as the gamma bomb exploded. Though a good five miles away, Bruce Banner felt the gamma radiation affecting him. He began to scream, and collapsed with his voice hoarse after hours of screaming. The boy, Rick Jones, watched in horror and awe as Bruce Banner literally burst out of his clothes as his muscles grew to abnormal porpations, and his body grew to the size of a giant, and his skin turned all grey.
That was the first night Bruce Banner transformed into the monster men would call the Hulk.
Over the years, Banner had undergone so many changes, both physically and psychologically, that it would become second nature to him. He'd been a green-skinned brute with the intellect of a child, a grey-skinned creature of perverted pleasure, and all his secret desires given form.
But ultimately, he remained the constant; Bruce Banner.
But recently his life had been in turmoil. Both he and the Hulk, framed for the death of a boy, though to be murdered when the Hulk collapsed a building in Chicago, has been dealing with people they thought they could trust, and people who wants the Hulk for some unknown reason.
He glanced at the Welcome to Sunnydale sign. Bruce hoped that he can hide out for a while, but somehow he had the feeling that things wouldn't go as he had planned. He was used to that feeling.
As Bruce stepped out of the bus at the bus stop, he felt the beast inside him becoming. what was the word? Nervous. The Hulk? Nervous? Somehow, he didn't like that at all.
He could hear his-their voices screaming at him to get back onto the bus.
He could do that, but as he turned around, he saw that the bus already left.
Something about Sunnydale set the Hulk off. All the Hulks.
He sighed and started to walk, but he didn't get any far when suddenly he felt hands grabbing him, and dragging him into a dark alley.
When he got a good look at his attackers, he was surprised. They looked human, but not completely human, as the head ridges and fangs were testimony, as well as the glowing eyes.
The vampires were about to feast on their latest meal, but one of them saw a strange thing; the scrawny guy's eyes; they were glowing emerald green, and he could swear he could hear a hoarse growl from him.
The vampire didn't ponder this because the next instant he was turned into a pile of dust as he was staked through the back.
Buffy Summers cursed herself. She had planned on a quiet night, but Sunnyhell seemed to screw her life over. Buffy didn't notice the fading green glow in the eyes of the guy she'd just saved as she pulled the vampire about to bite him off him. She staked him, and moved on to the next one, "Okay, cowboy, you want to bite somebody, try me for size."
The vampire growled at the Slayer, "I ain't afraid of you, Slayer." But he was lying to himself. He was so scared that he'd pissed his pants, which was visible, even in the darkness.
"Oh, really," Buffy grinned, "Then you won't mind if I test that theory. And by the way, didn't your mommy teach you to potty?"
Bruce was impressed as he watched the girl, the Slayer, as one of the creatures called her. He'd seen some people her age fighting creatures like that. Hell, Rick Jones, the boy he'd saved when the gamma bomb went off, was about her age. He'd recalled that when he was her age, he'd shared a dual existence with the alien called Captain Marvel. He watched as the creature lunged at her, and the Slayer sidestepped him, and he tried not to laugh as the creature fell face first into the pavement.
Buffy smirked, "Tsk, tsk, and I thought vampires were tougher than this. What is this, vampire day off?" she shook her head in amusement before staking him.
That joke was lame, even to Buffy, but her typical punning sense went on strike ever since Sunnydale High reopened.
She walked over to the guy, who was already picking himself up, "You okay?"
He nodded, "Yeah. Apparently, they must've been new at this."
Buffy was surprised, "You've seen vampires before?"
"You wouldn't believe me, Miss.?"
"Summers. Buffy Summers. You're new here."
Bruce smiled at Buffy, "Just. passing through. Is there any place where I can spend the night?"
Buffy pointed at the motel, "Over there. The motel's full of cockroaches and the TV reception's not so great, but hey."
Inside, Buffy winced at seeing the motel because it was the same motel Faith, another Slayer, spent.
Okay, Summers, Buffy chastised herself, Stop thinking about bad memories.
Bruce nodded, and turned, "Thanks for your help, Miss Summers."
He started to walk off towards the motel, but for some reason, Buffy called out, "Hey, what's your name?"
Bruce turned, and the first alias that sprung to his mind was, "Rick Bixby."
He turned and kept walking.
Buffy watched as the guy who called himself Rick Bixby walked off. Something was off about this guy, but she didn't know what.
She turned, and walked back to her house. Dawn had to be worried. She was late, and she'd promised Dawn she'd help out with her homework.
To be continued..
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