I stood inside of the main operations room of the helicarrier, in front of me stood whom I now knew as Director Fury, "Tony will take you to meet , please be careful around him, he has quite the short temper." I snorted softly and crossed my arms, my reactor becoming an orange color as I became annoyed, good thing he didn't know what each color meant as I fakes sincerity, "Yes sir."
Quickly following Tony I was glad to be out of the room and away from Director Fury, "Hey Tony, what is this Banner guy like?" Tony laughed softly and then shook his head, "Astounding anger management, a lot like you. he is a very smart man, good scientists. the rest, I guess you will learn about when you meet him." We walked in silence the rest of the way, my mind committing all of the path to memory with ease.
Tony came to a stop outside of a lab and then cast a small mischievous smile at me before we both walked in, in the room stood a fairly attractive male who had glasses on and was looking at a screen lost in though. Tony walked over to the man and spun him around so they were facing in my direction, "Sis, this is Dr. Bruce Banner."
I let a small snarl escape my lips the second he said doctor but I reigned it in and extended my hand timidly, not trusting the man already because of the fact Tony said he was a doctor. The man shook my hand silently without prompting, "Hello, I am Ekati niẏantrita Stark, it is nice to meet you Bruce." He nodded and then smiled at me, an awkwardly friendly smile.
"Well, I will leave you two kids to have fun, I'm going to go see if I can snag Capsickle's shield. Later Big Green, Wolfie." I snarled immediately at Stark when he called me Wolfie and I chased him out of the room intent on killing him out of irritation but decided it was not worth it as he ran down the hallway laughing like a madman and then I returned to the room.
"Sorry about my brother Bruce, he can seriously make an ass out of himself quite often." He laughed softly and nodded, "Yes, well, I have had plenty of first hand experience with that." I laughed softly and then nodded, "Sorry I snarled at you just now, I have... bad experience... with Doctors... Especially with those who don't work in a hospital."
He raised one eyebrow at me curiously and I sighed motioning for him to take a seat in the chair behind him and I sat in a chair near me after pulling it closer to him, "I guess we should both start with who we are and what our "Malfunction" is. If we are going to be working together we might as well put it all out on the table right now." I had put air quotes around the word 'Malfunction' because truthfully it would be better described as a condition or disorder.
He laughed softly and took of his glasses looking down at them, "You don't already know?" I shook my head and then shrugged, "i make it a point to stay out of current events as well as stay out of common interactions, I am only here cause my brother roped me into it." Bruce nodded smiling and then he looked up, "Well, to put it simply-" I shook my head, "No simple, I am just as smart as Tony, I can keep up."
He nodded then and smiled, "You are not like the others... you are more to the point, you don't tip-toe around me all cautiously like so many others do. It's a nice change, I almost don't want to tell you so you will not act differently... but oh well... You see, a few years back, I was working with Gamma radiation. I was trying to make another super soldier... well, something went wrong and it backfired."
He was looking at his glasses again as he recalled what had happened to him and I sat there patiently, I knew what it was like to have to go through all of the old memories that you never wanted to revisit. "After it happened... another guy moved into my head. He doesn't like being messed with much, comes out it I can't control my anger, if I get hurt or if I feel intimidated enough... What's your story?"
I smiled and then sighed, "Not the prettiest, I can tell you that." He chuckled and then put his glasses back on, "I am a smart man, at least I like to think that I am, I'm sure I can keep up." I nodded smiling as he used my own words against me and then I shrugged, "Don't be surprised if I storm out, the truth might still be too much for me to be able to handle." He nodded his face becoming serious now.
"It started from before I was even born. My mother was a simple beggar, out on the street, thrown out of her home because she said that a god got her pregnant. No one would take her in, soon she was starving to death.. and soon after she was found by a group of me who call themselves ESPT, don't ask me what it means because I don't know.
"They found my mother's story of a man who descended from the heavens to be interesting and they offered her sanctuary from the streets and she accepted their offer. Well, they lied to her, obviously, and instead of helping her, they cut me out of her womb and left her for dead as they 'grew' me in a tank. When I was about nine months old was when they took me out of that tank and decided to start training me as a weapon.
"I was only a child of five years old when they first tired to make me kill someone. I wasn't able to do it, I was to young, to small to take on someone who was ten years older than me. They shot the kid right in front of me and then to make sure the message stuck, they tied me with ropes and left me hanging above a shark tank for two days without food or water.
"The day after they tried to make me kill someone the same age as the other one, this I did without hesitation, but I cried the entire time. Afterwards they had me do the same thing every week, train and kill, that was all. If I didn't do as they asked, they would hang me above the shark tank, one time I had a cut, still bleeding, and they decided it would be funny if they dunked me in the water with the Great Whites. I have hated sharks ever since.
"The testing went on and they would inject me with drugs and countless medications until I couldn't even stand. Most of the medications would wash out of my system, except one. One day they wanted to test a new drug on me that had killed many others before. Instead of dying, my body took to the drug and... well... it gave me the beast.
"The beast is the reason Stark's pet name for me is Wolfie. She is very much like a wolf, or rather a werewolf, pitch black except for four silver dots under her left eye and an upside-down elongated silver triangle under her right eye, the fur around her neck is longer than he rest like a mane for a lion, she has slightly longer back legs than her front legs and can run as fast, or even faster than a cheetah if in an all out sprint. She doesn't sleep, she always wants raw human flesh to eat, and she is near impossible to kill."
"One day I couldn't take it anymore, I was sick of the endless killing. I had enough. I let her take over, broke out of my cell, hunted down and killed every last one of them, put the other kids out of their misery, tortured the man who ran the facility, left his body hanging above the Shark tank he had tortured me with so many times. They tried shooting her, all it did was piss her off.
"A few of the bullets worked though, got three logged in my left lung, three in my right, and two right next to my heart. After they were all dead, I left that facility and never looked back. A few days after, Stark found me unconscious in the snow, he took me in, being only a few years older than me, the bullets were going to kill me if left there, and if taken out the operation would have killed me."
That is when I opened my shirt lightly to show him the reactor in my chest, "I have one just like Stark's, it keeps the bullets from destroying my lungs and from reaching my heart. If I were to get upset again, or if my body were to feel in immediate danger, the other woman would come out, none would be left alive after she gets done with them."
I sighed and then began closing my shirt up so the reactor was hidden once more, "Looks like we are not all that different from each other." I smiled slightly at his words and then nodded, "Hey, do you know where my room is by any chance? I need a shower... I always feel unclean after visiting those thoughts... like the blood is still on my body..."
Bruce nodded and then stood up, "Yeah, I know where it is, and I know what you mean about feeling unclean, I understand the feeling." I nodded and followed him out of the lab and to my room, "Thank you Bruce, it will be nice to talk with you again some time soon." He smiled and then nodded, "I am sure we will certainly be seeing more of each other in the days to come."