AN;

This is part of a multiple stories series I am creating where I am trying to tackle the origins of several different Marvel characters as if this was a rebooted universe.

All the stories in this collection takes place in the same universe and can be read sepperate or together. Though as fanfiction doesn't really have a feature to show what the collection is, it might be easier to go to my "Archieve of our own." account where my username is moonybird and the collection is under the name. "New Avengers origins."

Any comments would be appreciated and ideas about what character to tackle next, it can be a well known Marvel character or perhaps someone whom isn't that known at all and has never even made it to the big screen.

My stories draws upon inspiration from several different sources. Both the original comic books, the MCU movies and television shows I grew up with.

I hope you'll enjoy :)

Bruce Banner was a man of small stature and completely average features. His hair was mouse brown, his eyes brown as well. His frame small and entirely unimposing. Not at all helped along by a large pair of glasses always resting on his nose.

And currently he was even wearing a lab coat as he was rushing through the research facility he worked at.

The facility was right in the middle of the desert in Nevada, as far away from human civilisation you could possible be while still being in the united states.

The gamma testing facility from the outside looked like a massive grey block and outside it was surrounded by massive walls with barbed wire on top.

All around scientists and military was running around in preparation of the big test.

Finally Bruce Banner reached the main door and stumbled outside only to be met with the burning hot desert air.

Outside a couple of scientist met him. One in particular was wrinkling his nose.

This man was tall. Many would call him very handsome with his sharp facial features, lean build. Pitch black hair and sharp dark eyes complimenting his olive skin. "You're late." he commented in his deep sophisticated voice.

"I'm Sorry Samuel." Bruce gasped for air. "I was running through the calculations an extra time. You know how important today is." he stated as he pushed his glasses back up.

Doctor Samuel Sterns how-ever rolled his eyes. "I ran over the numbers myself. I assure you everything will be running smoothly."

"Still." Another shorter scientist with kinder features commented. "Yeh never know. Zez is good to double, triple and even hundred times check my friend."

The mans name was Doctor Yuri Topolov. A highly acclaimed scientist from Russia. As was evident from a pretty heavy accent even after ten years in America.

Doctor Sterns just rolled his eyes again. That permanent look of annoyance on his face looking as evident as ever.

"Ziz is a big day no?" Doctor Topolov asked. "Smile for ones friend."

"I will smile when the experiment is over." Doctor Sterns snapped. "Until then. Do take it seriously."

"Which is why I ran over the numbers again." Bruce muttered under his breath only to earn himself a glare from Doctor Sterns.

There was no more time for talk though, just then the gates opened up and in rolled the armoured cars with the US military insignia on the sides.

Bruce stood straight, and so did Doctor Topolov. Doctor Sterns though looked like he was deeply annoyed that he had to waste time on this as the cars finally pulled up.

First a younger man jumped out from the driver seat. Tall, muscle bound and blond. He walked to the backdoor and opened it up allowing an older gentleman in uniform to step out and look sternly at all three of them with a cold gaze.

Bruce attempted to send the man his most charming smile. "General Ross! How pleasant it is to see you!"

All of Bruce's attempts on being nice was lost on the man as he stood tall, a permanent stern frown on his face that put even Doctor Sterns frown to shame and cold intimidating eyes.

General Thadeus E Ross. Nicknamed Thunderbolt Ross by his own subordinates. Due to his no nonsense behaviour, he ran his unions with a strict hand and never compromised.

It had been known that when one of General Ross's men acted out on like. He would strike down on them like a thunder strike from the blue. And therefore the name.

Bruce swallowed, trying to not look to intimidated but he failed.

It was then, another head stuck out from the car. This one small and delicate, long dark brown hair falling softly down her slender shoulders. Her eyes soft as they looked across the field and then they landed on Bruce. "BRUCE!" she beamed.

"Betty!" Bruce grinned right back at her and Betty didn't hesitate to run straight for Bruce. Grabbing him and meeting him in a kiss.

General Ross looked furious, he stood tall but his face started to turn red. "Betty!" he shouted. "This is not a pleasure cruise."

"I'm sorry." Betty blushed as she let go of Bruce, then slipped a strain of hair behind her ear.

"Your father is right." Bruce smiled a little defeated. "What are you even doing here?" he asked.

"I came to wish you good luck. What else?" Betty asked then tiptoed and kissed Bruce on the cheek. "For luck." she said stepping back.

Bruce shook his head. "You drew all the way out here. Just for that?"

Betty just grinned, looking like a mischievous naughty school girl.

Then finally General Ross's cold stare as well as Doctor Sterns's lecturing look snapped Bruce out of it and he cleared his throat. "Ahem, I suppose we better get started." he stated.

"Indeed." General Ross nodded his head. "I am here as an eye witness for the military and government to make sure all security measures has been taken and everything will go flawlessly."

"It is not needed." Doctor Sterns sighed. "But if we must, I suppose we must." he stated. "Come with me." he waved his hand looking like he couldn't even be bothered.

"Sergeant Blonsky!" Ross snapped at the younger military man who had driven the car. "Come with me."

"Yes sir!" The soldier obviously called Blonsky saluted.

Bruce sighed deeply as he shook his head. Only for Better to move in and grab his arm. "That Doctor." she glanced at Doctor Sterns. "Is he always like that?"

"Oh Samuel?" Bruce asked. "Yeah… Can't really blame him though. This research is only possible because of him. He designed the original Gamma reactor and he believes he should have been lead scientist at this facility and on the project."

Betty's brows furrowed. "Then how come he isn't?" she asked. "I mean, I know you are an amazing scientist Bruce. But why?"

Bruce shrugged. "He was deemed to unreliable. Or well… I suppose he keeps talking back to the government, military and those who tries to put him in place. I am a bit more of a wet blanket. So I was a safer choice in their eyes."

"Oh… Dad had a hand in that didn't he?" Betty asked.

"That's likely." Bruce then admitted. "How-ever… I guess he really regretted that when the two of us met." he couldn't help but comment and Betty chuckled.

"It'll be all right. He'll warm up eventually." Betty assured. "Nothing is ever good enough for his baby girl. You know how his types are." she sighed deeply.

"I guess." Bruce chuckled. "I hope so."

"He will." Betty assured as she let go of Bruce's arm and grabbed his hand instead and Bruce smiled as he looked at her soft face.

"Okay." He simply said.