Chapter 18

WE'RE COMING FOR YOU MARK!

Natasha and the other not including Hawk were going to save Mark. They made a plan to beat the crap out of those men who kidnapped Nat's boyfriend. Bruce was to convince he was a scientist traveling nationally. While Iron Man was a back up if they threw anything heavy. Nat was up in a roof waiting for some one to open the door. A man larger than Bruce look at the scientist.

"Uh..hello. I am Harry Milton. I'm a nationalist scientist and I heard about this program where you experiment rare creatures. Especially since this forest has many legends." Bruce introduced sweating little by how big the man is.

"Really?" The guard asked. "Well to bad! We ain't having an open job."

"I know...it's just that well your boss called me the other day about this. We worked together since college."

"Oh really. You ain't working for that kid Mark are ya? How about that other wannabe assassin."

"I don't know who those are. But I can assure you I am not working for them."

"Oh...to bad..ain't gonna let ya!"

"What? Why? I assure you he did call me."

"Like I'm gonna believe that crap."

"YOU KNOW WHAT YOU STUPID IDIOT! I'M NOT GOING TO WASTE MY TIME EXPLAINING STEP TO STEP TO A MAN WHO IS FOR SURE AT THE BRAIN DEVELOPMENT FO 2 YEARS OLD. I BET YOU A 1 YEAR OLD CAN BEAT YOU!" Bruce yelled at the man.

"Chill."

"NO I WON'T CHILL NOT UNTIL I GET MY HANDS ON YOUR FAT NECK AND BREAK YOUR BODY! I WILL NOT SHOW ANY MERCY ON YOU!"

"Fine! You're in."

Captain American watched behind a thick tree wanting to calm Bruce before he Hulks out. For sure Bruce won't listen to the man. We're screwed Captain thought. Bruce did not move and stood there with a heavy breathing. He had the urge to choke the guard for his stupidity even though everything Bruce said was a lie. The guard's hand slowly moved to his hand gun ready for the encounter. Bruce finally snapped out of it but not fully. He roughly pushed the man out of the way, making him hit hit head on the door.

"What the! I let you in."

"Shut it, kid! Anger management."

"Go to therapy then."

"No, not your choice mine!"

The guard saw Bruce's eyes turn into a dark green and his skin almost green. The guard was starting to get afraid of what was happening and what's going to happen to him.