Disclaimer: Goes without saying but I do not own Bruce Banner nor the Hulk nor any other Marvel character herein included. They're the properties of the original creators as dictated by official documents, whom you can find out more about in Wikipedia or something. Stan Lee, Marvel Comics, etc.

Tuan aka The Abysmal as well as the plot related to them, the monsters and the military, are original by me, but they're still set in the Marvel Universe so I still hold no rights to them.

Rating: T for a bit of violence. I censor profanity like they would in a comic, if I ever use it.


PART 10: Hulk Smash

"That there?" The Hulk asked, and as always, he sounded like he didn't like saying words. That was because he didn't like saying words. Why couldn't people know things without words? Waste of time!
Anyways. The soldier nodded like the coward that he was, and so Hulk finally put him to sleep with a slap of his finger. The eyes shut, and the body went limp, and the Hulk shook his head and dropped him. How puny and weak, these soldiers.
Puny Banner felt like the Hulk should not underestimate them, especially now that he was about to assault their base. Now that they were likely expecting him.
The Hulk answered with his favorite retort. He leaped into action, straight at the gate, letting loose a roar of challenge.
Stand and fight, the Hulk communicated, landing near the gate. With one mighty punch, he brought it crashing down.
Run and Hide, the Hulk emoted, opening his arms at the twenty soldiers inside as they opened fire.
It makes no difference to the Hulk, he finished saying, by clapping his hands against the bullets and sleeping darts being fired at him. They were all pushed aside by the concussive force that went on to blow the soldiers away.
The Hulk flexed his muscles, ejecting whatever darts and bullets had pierced the meat of his skin, and then jumped again.
His rampage had begun. For Tuan, and the one that had put up a good fight, the Hulk roared and fought.
The Hulk tore through trucks and other vehicles, unharmed by the explosions engulfing him.
He charged through mortar fire and mines.
The Hulk eventually met with an electrified room made of strong metal, and that made him flinch, but also made him angrier. Still, he caught on to Puny Banner's suggestion and shoved his fists down around his feet, ripping the floor apart in-between snarling. That cut the conduciveness of the electricity, after which he began digging down to the floor below.
Rage carried him to elevator doors. He broke through the doors, ripped the cable apart, and then dove all the way down to land on top of the crashed elevator.
The most important stuff would be all the way down, or so Puny Banner seemed to think. Banner was weak and cowardly, but if there was anything he could do right, it was thinking.
The Hulk met with a row of blast doors, and those took a short while to get through. Long minutes. The longer it took, the more blows he needed to give, and the madder he got. And the madder he got, the stronger he got, and the less he could sense Puny Banner. The pain in his hands, and the tension in his muscles, and the thickness of his pumping veins, and the tightness in his tendons, and the heat of his blood. All continued to increase.
Because of those puny, cowardly bastards! Hiding behind their metal doors so they can abuse the children and make them into rats and weapons!
Roaring, the Hulk broke through the final blast door and got into a room, but the door he broke through closed again, with one sliding down from below. Gas started blowing into the room, quickly burning his eyes.
From a great distance, and with a tiny voice, Puny Banner alerted the Hulk to the fact the gas would put him to sleep if he breathed in too much of it. So Puny Banner thought the Hulk wouldn't remember all the times he had fallen for that? Puny Banner was as annoying as he was weak!
The Hulk blew with all his strength, pushing the gas away from him, and then jumped and punched open the vents, ripping them apart. Inside the second vent, though, was some sort of deformed little man, and that tiny creature hit him in the eyes with something.
The Hulk fell back, tumbling across the ground in annoyance. Puny Banner yelled something, but the Hulk wasn't interested. With his one good eye, he trailed the ceiling, and then suddenly leaped at a part of it, shoving his hand through. He grabbed hold of the scampering thing and brought it out of the tubes to toss it at the wall.
The creature bounced off and onto its four limbs, like a monkey. It was green, Hulk's kind of green, but had eyes of dark. Like those hole-digging rodents. With a screeching voice, it shrieked at the Hulk, threatening him.
"I kill you!" it said, its rat-voice echoing. The Hulk raised the eyebrow over his scratched eye. The threat would be almost comical if the creature hadn't almost made him blind. Without ceremony, the Hulk rushed at it, grabbed around its whole body with only one hand, and smashed it against the floor.
It whined and shrieked, but retained its conscience, so the Hulk smashed it again and again until its lights went out, and it started transforming. The Hulk waited and watched as it turned back into a child.
The Hulk flinched at that, stepping back in shock. Then his eyes squinted and one of his fists clenched and stirred, and he realized that that was Banner's will coming through.
But the Hulk agreed.
"Absolutely incredible," a voice spoke, using speakers. The Hulk looked over and around, wondering if the speaker was anywhere near close. "You are without a doubt the strongest of your creations, Dr. Banner."
The Hulk scowled and roared, insulted. "I AM HULK!"
The voice chuckled, patronizingly.
"I will admit, I was skeptical of your power and prowess. I wanted to be there to meet you, but I was compelled to leave by my more…experienced ally. I am to assume you have found Tuan, then?"
"Come fight me!" The Hulk said, beyond sick and tired of words. He turned his head this and that way, looking for something to fight. For the source of the voice, and or those that follow it. "Coward! Weak! Puny man, come and fight me!"
"I would've appreciated the opportunity to converse with Banner himself, but alas, that does seem out of the question. Still, I am told you can hear me, Doctor. Or that you will remember me? Either or."
Roaring, the Hulk leaped at the door ahead and started attacking it.
"I AM STRONGEST! YOU MAKE NO ONE STRONGER THAN HULK! NO ONE!"
The voice sighed. "Alas, that is exactly the challenge, isn't it? In any case, I really thought I could stop you, but you are too incredible for words. As my ally said, the only way to truly prepare for the Hulk is to get out of his way. So here I am, already on my way out of this damp country. But rest assured, Dr. Banner. We will meet again."
The door broke, and the Hulk charged forward, uninterested in a coward's words. A puny man who would boast from a position of safety and anonymity, and make threats on top of it? There was not a thing more disgusting in the world. No, in the universe!
And the Hulk had seen a lot of the universe.
"Or rather, we will meet properly," the voice continued, ignorant of the Hulk's impressions. "Best of luck with Tuan. The boy is a handful."
The Hulk did not care. He was the strongest there was, and all this base was convinced of otherwise. It was monstrous, and it needed to be gone. No more. Usually, Banner would offer directions, but at that point, there was only one thing coming from Puny Banner's mind.
Destroy it all.
Angered by the voice's boasts. Maddened by the ridiculous attempts to stop him. Enraged by the mutated child. With a fury that would not vanish any time soon, the Hulk smashed, crushed, and overall unleashed a level of devastation upon that facility that would serve as a lesson to all who thought to do that sort of thing.
Not only to the man who had spoken, the weak coward, but to all of his type. His ilk. All who would share his motivations and seek out likeminded goals.
The Hulk would make an example out of that place, and Puny Banner would make sure it would be seen. And that all would know that an operation spanning decades, ridiculously well-funded and defended by the best that money and intelligence could arrange for - all would know it took the Hulk a mere hour to turn it all into rubble and dust.
All their works and achievements. All their forces and strength. The world would find it all pummeled into paste by the unstoppable force that was the world's strongest.


Part End: Thank you for reading, please consider leaving a review if you have the time. I can't answer some types of review for some reason so I'll say it here: Thank you for the kind words, I'm really glad you're enjoying it!

Had to name one of the titles like this, hadn't I? This one was very fun to write and I hope I did a good job. See you on the next and final part to this short story as Bruce and Tuan meet again.