Hey Guys, here's that update! The second chapter to this story!
Honestly, I think this was my favourite chapter to write since I actually have 9 chapters ready right now. So, I think that after chapter 9, the updates will probably get slower, but I don't know there's like 7 chapters till then.
So anyways, I'm gonna stop rambling and get on with this chapter!
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Bruce's POV
We were in the lab.
Well, of course we were in the lab, where else would we be?
To be specific, Tony and I were in the most high tech lab I've ever seen in my life, in the newly rebuilt Stark towers which also substituted as Avenger's mansion.
I was staring, transfixed, at a holographic computer screen looking at a new design for the newest iron man armour. It was late at night. The last time I had asked JARVIS for the time, he had said that it was 12:30. And I'm sure at least an hour and a half has passed since then. All the avengers were most likely in their rooms sleeping soundly by now.
We avengers had moved in here a week ago. Of course, I would be a lot more comfortable if I were in India, secluded from everyone else, but Tony pestered me so much that I finally couldn't take it anymore and had to come, in fear of the other guy coming out. I could feel the other guy stirring in me every time Tony tried to talk about it. And I would never want anything bad to happen.
As much as the other guy helped in the big fight, he was still as much as a monster as he was before.
Tony even made a steel covered room so that it was hulk proof.
Apparently, I could go in there to let of steam when I felt like I was losing control. All that meant to me was another room to hold in the monster that is hulk. I know that Tony meant well and I respected that, but I still had the dark thoughts.
I know how everyone treats me different. How they always tread cautiously around me. After all these years of getting the same reactions whenever I talk to someone have trained me to see the signs, even though other people might not notice that. I know that everyone is at least a little bit scared of me.
But for some reason, tony seems like the only person who is actually not scared of for some crazy reason. Tony frankly doesn't care. He doesn't care that I'm the hulk. In fact, he takes every second he has with me and tries to get me annoyed to see if I would turn into the hulk.
But of course, I've had years of practice controlling my anger. His pestering and annoyance is nothing compared to some of the other things I've dealt with. I could never get angry with what he does. In fact, to tell you the truth, his trying to annoy the shit out of me gets the total opposite reaction.
It makes me happy. It makes me happy to know that at least one person in this entire universe is not the least bit scared of me. That's all I needed. Just one person who's not scared of me, the loose cannon, or my ugly green monster. And Tony is that person.
A course voice snapped me out of my train of thought.
"Hey, do you know where the wire for this part of the connection is?"
Tony was at the other end of the lab, surrounded by holographic images. He pointed to one of the images.
"Uh yeah, I think its somewhere over here…?" I moved over to the desk beside me and started rummaging through some plan sketches and a bunch of other papers of who knows what. As I was looking through the last of the papers, Tony's voice again came from the other side of the lab.
"Found it."
I sighed in a tinge of annoyance as I looked at all the papers I had dishevelled. I decided to ignore it since I would just have to clean everything up in the end anyways, since Tony never seemed to do that. I went back to the holographic image I was peering at. I got a tad more annoyed when I found a flaw in the design of the armour. Without fixing it, it could short-circuit the entire suit while tony was in it.
These days I had been finding on edge a lot more often. I was a lot more annoyed and angry too, for some reason. Not angry enough for the other guy to come out, but angry enough for me to feel him bubbling at the front of my mind. I don't know, but the feeling is really hard to explain. Its like I'm just waiting for something really bad to happen, but I don't know what it is and when it's going to happen. And i'm getting annoyed because that something is not happening. It's like the smallest of things set me off.
I remember the time two days ago when I almost snapped.
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We were all sitting at a table in the kitchen for dinner. It had been a long day, with high tensions and some arguments. Steve was sitting on one end of the table, and tony on the other (thankfully).
I was sitting beside Tony and Thor beside me. Natasha and Clint sat opposite from us.
Unfortunately, even though Tony and Steve were across from each other, they were still having one of their signature arguments. This time, it was because Tony hadn't been paying attention in one of their briefing meetings that they had today, and was instead on his phone instead. Everyone was quietly listening to their argument while eating, trying to act as if they weren't listening when they of course, were.
"Do you not care about what we do? Huh? Do you think that this is all fun and games? I know you're dad wouldn't think that." Steve shot at Tony.
At the sound of his father, Tony openly flinched. I could see the raw hurt in his eyes that he was so good at hiding with a mask of his ego. I doubted that anyone else noticed.
"I think that you are a bastard who doesn't know anything about listening to orders, or my dad!" tony shouted fiercely back at him.
"And you know everything, don't you!"
"I think I do!"
A voice interrupted their shouting match.
"Look, tony, why don't you just stop the argument. It's not going to go anywhere," Clint said quietly.
"Oh, so you're taking Roger's side then? I see how it is you douche!" tony bellowed at him.
"Hey!" Natasha shot at Tony. "Don't talk to Clint that way!"
"I can talk to Clint anyway I want, I'm me!"
"No, you're just a self-centered Bastard."
"Oh, and you're a perfect little angel, eh?" Tony said bitterly with a lopsided smirk on his face.
Suddenly a booming voice came from the table.
"Friend Tony, friend Steve, friend Natasha! Stop this madness!" Thor exclaimed, but no one took heed. The entire table was shouting at each other. Tony with Steve and Natasha, Clint trying to calm down Natasha by screaming at her, and Thor trying to help by talking over everyone, so that everyone had to talk even louder. Me on the other hand just sitting quietly listening to the shouting match. I wasn't one to join in arguments. They usually don't end well when I join in. so I just sit and listen, while occasionally calming people down.
Of course, like every other time in my life, no one seemed to notice or me, or care in that case. The entire table was in chaos. I could feel the other guy bursting from the barriers I put up in my head to stop him from making an appearance.
It was all I could do to keep him at bay. If this went on any longer, I would not be able to stop myself from turning into the other guy. I scrunched my eyes shut really hard, feeling the pain both mentally and physically, trying to stop the Hulk from making an experience. I had to do something to stop this, and I knew that the others would never notice my little dilemma.
"STOP IT!" I shouted at the top of my lungs with a little growl in my voice.
"THIS IS POINTLESS!" don't you people get it? Fighting will not solve any of our problems! Steve, Tony, you guys don't have to fight all the fricken' time! When you do, you sound like six year olds fighting over a cookie! It is so fricken stupid! It ruins the entire team. So why don't we all just SHUT UP and eat, all right? Or can we not do that either?" I paused. "Now eat!" I demanded and ended my speech with another growl.
By the end of my little speech, everyone was looking at me as if I had grown a third head. I had gotten really angry by then. You could here my heartbeat monitor watch beeping out of control. It sounded like gunshots in the silence. I always kept it on, just in case something like this happened.
I shut my eyes and took deep breaths in and out for at least five minutes before I was calm enough to look back at the other avengers. When I finally opened my eyes, I saw that all the avengers were looking down at their plates in a tense silence, probably afraid that I would Hulk out. As if I didn't even have the freedom to get angry by myself once in a while. Though I would have to admit that I probably would at the slightest disturbance.
After about five minutes, I got up and muttered "I'm done here." The whole team watched as I placed my dish in the sink rather loudly and stomped out of the kitchen.
As I walked toward my room, I could here faint voices coming from in the kitchen. I opened the door to my bedroom door and slammed it shut. I went over to my bed and sat down, again closing my eyes and trying to calm myself, just like I have been my entire life. I was a turtle trapped in his own shell.
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The next day, I noticed that everyone, even Tony, kept a little bit of distance from me, afraid that I might hulk out at any moment.
I was used to it though, so it didn't bother me…much.
After all, I didn't blame them for being afraid.
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A loud bang shook me out of my flashback. For some reason the entire lab was shaking violently. The shaking must have made something fall. I turned around alarmed, only to find Tony staring at something in the middle of the lab. He noticed me looking and pointed shakily at it. I moved over to where Tony was slowly and stood beside him.
He was pointing at a medium sized round, black circle on the ground. As we were looking at it, it got bigger.
"What is that?" I asked shakily.
"It looks like it's a black circle." Tony stated.
"Well, I know that. I can see you know." I said sarcastically.
"Sorry." He said in a mocking tone. I could practically feel the smirk on his face.
By now it had gotten so big, that we were backed into a corner of the lab next to a table.
"That kind of looks like a black hole doesn't it?" tony said observantly.
"Yeah, it does. Its black of course and it doesn't look like any light can get in or out of it." I answered.
"Yeah…" tony said slowly as if he had a thought forming in his head.
Suddenly a grave thought hit me.
"Hey, if that's a black hole, shouldn't it be sucking in air and everything around it?"
"Yeah that would make sense. That's what I was thinking." Tony said slowly again.
Just as he said that, the hole stopped growing. I let out a sigh of relief.
It didn't last long.
Just as I feared, the black hole started sucking in air. Each second that passed, the hole sucked in more and more air. It became so powerful that my feet started skidding toward it.
"Hold on to something!" Tony bellowed.
I couldn't give a response because I was too busy trying to keep the hulk at bay and trying to grab the nearest table. The other guy didn't like the idea of there being a huge hole in the middle of the room. I couldn't hold him off any longer.
"Bruce, you have to hulk out! I cant hold on any longer!" Tony's strained voice came from beside me.
"But…" I said with my teeth gritted. Any second now I would turn into the other guy.
"DO IT!"
I gave into his request.
I closed my eyes and let out a deep breath. I could feel the barriers of calm that I put up in my mind melting away, and pure rage filling its place. I felt the transformation begin. My muscles ripped and stretched. I scrunched my eyes closed, waiting for the two minute transformation to end.
Finally, I caught one last glance of the black hole and saw green.
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The hulk didn't know why there was a big hole in the middle of the room. He also didn't know why he felt like he was being pulled into it, but he didn't like it at all.
Something was pushing his leg.
The hulk looked down and saw a little puny human pushing, trying to get his attention while holding onto a table. The hulk soon recognized him as the tin man. It looked to him as If the tin man were being pulled into the weird hole.
"Hey hulk? A little help here? Maybe hold me so that I wont get sucked into that big, black hole?"
The hulk grumbled as he picked up the tin man.
"Puny human."
"Yeah, yeah now can we go?"
The hulk grunted and tried to walk away from the hole but something stopped him from doing so. Each step became more and more difficult. The hulk had to hold on to a table or he would be pulled into the hole. He didn't know why he couldn't walk, but he also didn't like that. It made him angry.
With each minute, whatever was sucking in the hulk became stronger. It became harder and harder to hold on. Tables and desks were being sucked in. the only reason the hulk's table didn't get sucked in, was because he had shoved it into the ground. The wind got even stronger as the hulk's fingers slipped one by one from the table.
"Hold on big guy!" The tin man shouted from in the hulk's hand.
The hulk growled at the tin man to stop shouting.
Slowly the winds got stronger, and the hulk's fingers finally slipped from the table.
The tin man screamed a high pitch scream, and they were both sucked into the black hole.
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There we are! Another beautiful chapter done.
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