Chapter Four
The Hulk wandered around the woodlands on the outskirts of Sunnydale for hours.
Then he collapsed against a tree, and his breathing became slower as the vision of a beautiful woman in a bikini filled the Hulk's mind.and he could almost hear the soothing beat of the waves hitting the sand.
The Hulk's body shrunk, his muscles becoming softer.
His facial features twisted, transforming into a more human appearance.
His skin color turned from green to normal human white.
His hair, which had grown back, also turned from dark green to dark brown.
By the time the transformation was complete, in the Hulk's place was a frail little man named Bruce Banner.
Bruce groaned, and put a hand to his head, trying to clear his mind, subconsciously already knowing what had happened.
As his head cleared, he remembered more and more.
He remembered three big men approaching him. He remembered them getting pushy with him just because they didn't like him.
He remembered losing his temper, no matter how much he fought to keep his cool.
He remembered feeling the transformation begin.
But what happened between the transformation and now was all a dim memory.
Whenever he transformed into the Hulk, all memories the Hulk might possess were lost to Bruce, and vice versa.
Bruce picked himself up and walked back to the motel. As far as he could tell, Bruce was only on the outskirts of Sunnydale. Which is a good thing, because all his stuff was still at the motel.
He sneaked into his room, hoping nobody saw him half-naked. It'd be a helluva hard to explain how he ended up wearing only torn-up pants which didn't quite fit anymore.
He collapsed onto the bed, sighing. Being the Hulk always took a lot out of him.
He turned the TV on, and saw the news of the destruction of the tavern Bruce was at. Bruce was surprised to hear that instead of the Hulk being the cause of the destruction, the news was reporting that faulty cement and building materials was what caused the building to collapsed. They even had an explanation for the crushed bus. The bus had been compacted recently, and it was being transported for scrap junk, but somehow the crushed bus ball fell off the truck it was on and rolled into the tavern, where it caused the faulty materials to collapse.
None of the news ever mentioned the Hulk being involved.
Bruce breathed a sigh of relief. If it had gotten out that the Hulk was in Sunnydale, Bruce would have no choice to leave. As odd as it is, Sunnydale didn't seem to know about the Hulk's existence, according to the sensations he got from remembering the Hulk's memories.
The general public knew about the Hulk, and they also knew that Dr. Robert Bruce Banner was the Hulk, but oddly, somehow, Sunnydale seemed to be cut off from the world's media outputs. All he noticed was the news being reported here in Sunnydale, not outside.
Clearly the Hulk's intuition when he had screamed inside Bruce's head earlier had been correct. There was something odd about this town.
The vampires were no surprise, really. He's faced vampires before.
But clearly, Bruce thought, there had been more to Sunnydale than vampires, and he can't help feeling that something terrible is coming, and that the Hulk has something to do with it.
But he had no choice, whatever the case, he was going to face it, as he always did..as the Hulk.
To be continued..
The Hulk wandered around the woodlands on the outskirts of Sunnydale for hours.
Then he collapsed against a tree, and his breathing became slower as the vision of a beautiful woman in a bikini filled the Hulk's mind.and he could almost hear the soothing beat of the waves hitting the sand.
The Hulk's body shrunk, his muscles becoming softer.
His facial features twisted, transforming into a more human appearance.
His skin color turned from green to normal human white.
His hair, which had grown back, also turned from dark green to dark brown.
By the time the transformation was complete, in the Hulk's place was a frail little man named Bruce Banner.
Bruce groaned, and put a hand to his head, trying to clear his mind, subconsciously already knowing what had happened.
As his head cleared, he remembered more and more.
He remembered three big men approaching him. He remembered them getting pushy with him just because they didn't like him.
He remembered losing his temper, no matter how much he fought to keep his cool.
He remembered feeling the transformation begin.
But what happened between the transformation and now was all a dim memory.
Whenever he transformed into the Hulk, all memories the Hulk might possess were lost to Bruce, and vice versa.
Bruce picked himself up and walked back to the motel. As far as he could tell, Bruce was only on the outskirts of Sunnydale. Which is a good thing, because all his stuff was still at the motel.
He sneaked into his room, hoping nobody saw him half-naked. It'd be a helluva hard to explain how he ended up wearing only torn-up pants which didn't quite fit anymore.
He collapsed onto the bed, sighing. Being the Hulk always took a lot out of him.
He turned the TV on, and saw the news of the destruction of the tavern Bruce was at. Bruce was surprised to hear that instead of the Hulk being the cause of the destruction, the news was reporting that faulty cement and building materials was what caused the building to collapsed. They even had an explanation for the crushed bus. The bus had been compacted recently, and it was being transported for scrap junk, but somehow the crushed bus ball fell off the truck it was on and rolled into the tavern, where it caused the faulty materials to collapse.
None of the news ever mentioned the Hulk being involved.
Bruce breathed a sigh of relief. If it had gotten out that the Hulk was in Sunnydale, Bruce would have no choice to leave. As odd as it is, Sunnydale didn't seem to know about the Hulk's existence, according to the sensations he got from remembering the Hulk's memories.
The general public knew about the Hulk, and they also knew that Dr. Robert Bruce Banner was the Hulk, but oddly, somehow, Sunnydale seemed to be cut off from the world's media outputs. All he noticed was the news being reported here in Sunnydale, not outside.
Clearly the Hulk's intuition when he had screamed inside Bruce's head earlier had been correct. There was something odd about this town.
The vampires were no surprise, really. He's faced vampires before.
But clearly, Bruce thought, there had been more to Sunnydale than vampires, and he can't help feeling that something terrible is coming, and that the Hulk has something to do with it.
But he had no choice, whatever the case, he was going to face it, as he always did..as the Hulk.
To be continued..