A.N: Sorry for the wait! GAH! Okay, here's chapter 8!

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Though his body felt numb, Edward gathered as much energy left in him to see Robert. But what he saw was… Edward didn't know how to say it. Different emotions and feelings were mixed up together. Edward really didn't know what to say or how to react when he saw Robert slowly transforming into a monster. An enormous green rage monster that is.

"HULK SMASH!" The monster—'Hulk? That's a cute name' thought Edward—shouted. The Hulk started to move his fists, aiming it at Amora. Edward smirked a little when he saw Amora having difficulties in shielding herself against the Hulk's attack. 'That's my green monster,' thought Edward.

Suddenly Amora casts a spell and both Edward and Hulk was dazed for a while because of the energy that came from Amora. She panted as she pointed her finger at Hulk, "You are a monster that came from my creation! You are supposed to listen to my comm—"before Amora could even finish her sentence, Hulk dragged her by her feet and threw her, banging her against the ground repeatedly, back and forth.

Edward chuckled at the sight, though he couldn't help but feel a bit bad at the witch, but hey that's what you deserve after fucking up one's life and curse them into a monster. Edward thought that before Hulk smashed Amora into the ground, she already did her witch and spell stuffs which cause her only to be unconscious and not broken and bruised—'Oh wait, she is bruised, but alive,' Edward told himself when he saw Amora lying unconscious on the ground.

He looked up at the green figure in front of him, his back facing Edward. Hulk groaned as he raised his feet, wanting to crush Amora, but stopped when he heard a voice from the back saying, "Don't you think it's enough?"

Hulk turned around and growled at the person who said that. "Blue…" was all Hulk said. Edward stared Hulk with confusion, "Blue?" he asked and Hulk pointed at his chest and his hands following after. Edward chuckled, "I see, my orb then, but please don't call me Blue, call me Tony or Edward," he said.

Hulk walked closer towards the young man and sat in front of the man. "Tony," the Hulk muttered and through his dazed sight, Edward smiled. He didn't know why, but he felt a certain warmth, a certain safety when Hulk said his name. Edward chuckled, exhaustion started to cloud his mind.

He lifted a hand to caress Hulk's green cheek before he said, "Can I talk to Robert now?" and the Hulk only snorted before his body started to shift smaller and the green skin started to change into a normal tan-pink flesh.

Edward smiled when he saw Robert naked, only a pair of almost-torn pants covering him Edward chuckled, "You should wear that more often," he joked. Robert frowned, "Ha ha, very funny," he replied, his eyes rolled next. And Edward gave him one last smile before he closed his eyes and finally succumbed to the darkness.

When Robert changed into the Hulk, he wanted to scream at himself and the Hulk to get away from Edward. But he couldn't. He was shoved back into the deepest parts of his mind and he couldn't do anything. All that he could do was see, hear and feel.

He could feel Hulk's excitement as he crushed Amora and threw her back and forth like she's a rag doll. He could feel the happiness that rushed into him when he saw Amora, lying unconscious. He could also feel the fear from both Hulk and him when he heard Edward calling him. He could feel the small affection, the tinge of warmth in the Hulk's heart as Edward ran his small hands on Hulk's rough cheek.

Robert would be lying if he said that both him and the Hulk are slowly falling in love with the man in front of him.

When Robert finally turned back to himself, his clothes were ripped when he turned into the Hulk and his pants barely on. He was quickly greeted by the all so familiar cocky smile of Edward. Edward chuckled before he opened his mouth to say, "You should wear that more often," Robert frowned. Even with eyelids barely open, Edward could still tease him. "Ha ha, very funny," he replied. And he saw Edward giving him one last smile before his eyelids were fully closed and his body fell to the ground.

"Edward!" called Robert as he ran towards the younger man's side and checked if he's alive or not. Robert gave a small sigh of relief when he found out that the younger man is alive.

Suddenly there was a rustle from behind the trees. Robert turned around, "Who's there?!" he shouted. He got his answer when a strawberry-haired woman came to him. He sighed, "Don't worry, it's just me," the woman said, hands up in the air. The woman quickly ran to Edward's side when she saw him. "What happened to him?" she asked.

Robert shook his head, "I obviously don't know Cecilia, but all that I know is that he actually has the capabilities to shot blue beams from his palms now," answered Robert. Cecilia nodded, "Let's get him back to the cottage, and…" Robert stared at Cecilia with confusion, "What?" he asked.

"You should dress up more like that next time," was the only thing that came out from her mouth before she helped Robert to get out from the forest.

'I knew I shouldn't leave her and Edward alone for too long next time,' thought Robert as he carried Edward on his back, walking towards their cottage.

"Anthony," Edward turned his head towards the source of sound. He remembered that voice; it was also the same voice that had saved him once. Edward's eyes twitched, trying to shield his brown irises from the blinding light.

"Who are you?" asked Edward. He didn't know how or why but he could feel the light smiling at him. Then something hit him, "And what about the beams and the blue orb in my chest?" he asked. But once again the voice didn't reply, just giggled. Tony frowned.

"Worry not son of Stark, it is not a curse, it is a gift," the voice assured Edward. "A gift?"

The light only chuckled before she spoke up again, "Now go Anthony, take your kingdom back,"

"How did you—"before Edward could finish his sentence, he could feel the light dimming, slowly but surely. "Wait!"

"Wait!" shouted Edward. He woke up with a jolt, a gasp for air following later. He quickly sat up, trying to find the light that he saw in his dreams. He ran his hands on the blue orb embed in his chest. 'It's still there,' he thought to himself. He panted, his brain trying to figure out the meaning of his previous dream.

"Edward," he heard someone calling out to his name. He turned around, "Robert," he mentioned the name as if it was a mantra, breathless and short. Robert walked towards Edward, a glass of water in his hands.

"Need a drink?" he asked as he handed the glass to Edward. Edward quickly grabbed the glass from Robert's hands and drank the water in big chugs. He gave a small sigh of relief when the he drank all the liquid, not leaving a single drop left.

He felt a hand nestling on his head. Edward looked up to see Robert patting his head, a smile on his face but it didn't cover up the concerned look in it. "You okay?" he asked, "I heard you sleep-talking," Edward blushed. "Y-yeah, it's nothing," he replied. And finally Robert gave a genuine smile.

Robert then moved closer, sitting on the edge of the bed. Edward shifted, giving some extra space for Robert to sit.

Then, there's an awkward silence between those two.

Robert coughed, breaking the silence. "So… Edward," he said. "Yeah?" asked Edward, wondering what could be in Robert's mind.

"Why didn't you run away?" asked Robert. The question was short, straight-forward and Edward seriously didn't know how to respond. Edward stayed silent, not really getting Robert's point. He finally gave a small sigh in defeat, "What do you mean?"

"Why didn't you run away when I turn into that monster?" Edward's eyes widened. 'Oh, so that's what he meant,' he thought to himself. Edward chuckled, "Should I?" then all of a sudden he saw that look on Robert's face that he couldn't really figure out—'was it anger? Or fear?' Edward didn't know, but it was dark and you can feel and look at the negative emotions swimming in Robert's hazel irises. A tinge of green around it. 'Oh he's mad,' thought Edward.

Edward saw Robert growled, a habit that only occurred when Robert was really mad. "Uh, you okay?" asked Edward.

Robert pushed him onto the bed, pinning him down, grip tight around Edward's shoulders. Edward bit his lips hard, trying to stop the whimper that's trying to escape from his mouth as pain surged through his body. The amount of pressure that Robert emitted through his grips was hard and Edward could just feel the bruises forming on his skin.

"Why didn't you run?" asked Robert thorough his gritted teeth, Edward laughed, "Like I said should I be?" the pressure increased. "It could've killed you!" Edward shot a death glare towards Robert, "It's a "he" Robert. And it would never kill me," answered Edward firmly.

"How did you know? How can you be so sure?" asked Robert and Edward only gave him a warm smile, "Because he's you and you're him. You're one. Though he's green a huge, he's still a human, he's still you, and I believe in you Robert," answered Edward, a smile still on his face.

And something happened.

Edward could feel the grips on his shoulders loosen, only to be replaced with the hold of two trembling hands. "Robert?" Edward asked. Then he felt a pair of trembling lips brushing against his.

Edward's eyes widened, he looked up at the man who just kissed him. "…Robert," he said faintly. The said man had a sad look on his face, like he just kicked a puppy and now feel extremely guilty. "Robert, what's wrong?" asked Edward, concerned.

"I… I don't want to lose you Edward," answered Robert, "I don't want you to die in my hands, because… Because I love you Anthony," Edward's eyes widened at the statement. "I love you," repeated Robert before he laid his head on Edward's chest. Edward blushed, he didn't know what happened, but he felt himself starting to heat up, heart rate increasing, and a surge of happiness and safety, something that Edward only felt when he was with the Hulk, but now with Robert.

Edward smiled as he ran his fingers through Robert's gray locks. He didn't know how or why it happened, but he couldn't stop his mouth from saying…

"I love you to Robert,"

"We need to move away quickly," said Edward to Robert and Cecilia, all of them standing around the table, a map was laid on it as Edward pointed out the red marks on the map. "We need to move because if Amora knew who I really am and she has located Robert's position, it's just about time before she will kill us all," he continued.

"Now, before we begin, where should we head first?" asked Robert, fingers running on his chin in confusion and concentration. Cecilia sighed, "This might seems awkward but I believe that it is best for us to retrieve Steven Rogers first," she said.

"Why?"

"Well," she said, "He's the person that you will sure need in a battle, he has no doubts, courage is his middle name and his tactics and strategies have 75% percentage of success," answered Cecilia.

Edward nodded, "Very well then, we shall move later at midnight, so that the night can cover Robert and I," Cecilia frowned, "What do you mean 'Robert and I'?" she asked, hands folded in front of her chest.

"Uh, there's no way we can take you with us Cecilia, you're a civilian," answered Robert and Cecilia raised one of her eyebrows. "You tagged me into this, and now you just want to leave me alone?" she asked them.

Edward gulped, "Even if we take you with us, how are you supposed to protect yourself? It's very dangerous Cecilia," he said. And Cecilia unfolded her hands. She frowned and all of a sudden her hands started to glow into a red-ish yellow.

Without any hesitation or warnings, she crushed the table with her fists, causing the legs of the table to break into pieces and the table to be broken into two. A burnt mark appeared on the place where she collided her fists.

Edward gasped, 'she's even scarier than Amora,' he reminded himself. Cecilia tidied her hair and clothes before she looked at the two men, a smile on her face, "any more questions?" she asked them. Both male shook their head vigorously.

She smirked, "Good, then pack up your things and we shall leave when the moon is on its peak,"

A.N: So! I'm going to leave my laptop for holidays! YEAH! I'M FINALLY LEAVING THIS SHIT HOLE!

And perhaps the updates will come much more slower than before (sorry!) because besides holidays, I also am going to take some tests for my High School. So, catch ya later!