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Bruce's POV

"What?!" I asked bewildered.

Tony had taken off his armour. Probably so that he wouldn't waste his energy in the warmth of the desert. I didn't think that this armour had all the upgrades his latest armour had.

"I said that there's no food or water in this place. Didn't you here me the first time?" tony said.

I ignored his comment.

"I know this is a desert, but there can't just be nothing here! A lot of animals and plants make their habitats in deserts. And the big question. How are we going to survive?" my palms were sweating now. "We're going to die in this desert! Without any water we'll die in three days! We have no chance of surviving!"

I saw some of the avengers flinch at that sentence, but I didn't care. I was in full panic mode by now. I was sweating and my heartbeat was erratic-I could feel it thudding through my temples. I could also feel the hulk right under my skin. I knew I had to calm down or else I would hulk out, but I just couldn't.

"Bruce, please calm down!" I heard Steve say. For some reason, he thought that stating the obvious would help me calm down somehow. It did the complete opposite.

I turned on him and let out a small, deep growl that I couldn't hold in anymore.

"Calm! I am calm!" I shouted in his face. He took a couple steps back, startled.

When I saw his face and noticed the flickers of fear in his eyes, I realized that I had to calm down or I would put my teammates in even more danger then they already were in. I would lose what little trust they had in me.

Right now though, I was beyond reason. Seeing the fear in his eyes made me a tinge bit angrier. In the corner of my mind, I knew it was wrong to get angry at them for being scared at me, but my primitive emotions were taking over. The thoughts about how everyone was always fearful of me made me even angrier. I couldn't stop the thoughts from entering my brain. Though, in my subconscious I knew that they were right to be angry.

I looked down at my hands and saw that they were starting to turn green. I could feel the beginning of a transformation coming on. No! This couldn't happen now!

I clenched my fists and doubled over, trying to contain the monster. I grunted as I mentally shoved him back inside of my head, and put up my mental barriers, trying to capture him in the cage that was my head. I took short, sharp breaths in and out. The pain was deafening as I tried to stop the cells that made the hulk, from forming. Slowly the green tinge from my hands went away, and the pain became less intense. I slowly uncurled my hunched form and stood straight, relaxing a tiny bit.

I was drenched in a cold sweat. My jumpsuit was sticking uncomfortably to my body. I knew that wasn't good. Having a cold sweat in the middle of a hot desert, but I ignored it for the time. I was exhausted, both mentally and physically. I almost fell over, but I felt a hand steady me. I looked up to see Tony, helping me sit down in the hot sand.

Everyone circled around me. Even though I knew they meant well, I could see the fear in their eyes and how Fury, Barton, and Natasha had their hands ready to take their weapons out on me at any time.

I took off my glasses, closed my eyes and pinched the bridge of my nose. I truly was exhausted-more tired then I would be after a full transformation. I could still feel the hulk in mind, roaring to get out.

"Hey, you okay?" Natasha asked softly.

"Do I look okay to you?" I snapped.

She took a quick step back. No, she didn't understand! This wasn't me!

"AAAAARGH!" I let out a scream of frustration as I gripped my hair tightly. It was slowly killing me from the inside to always keep a lid on my emotions. I was like an empty shell with a monster inside.

I was always being cautious. I could never truly be myself, or trust myself with this…thing inside of me. I could never get angry because if I did, I would endanger everyone around me. I couldn't even have a proper panic attack! Eventually, I thought, that it would kill me having all these bottled up emotions in me. One day, I would finally break apart and on that day, all hell would break loose.

I thought of these things as I was gripping my hair. For now, I convinced myself that I could hold on. I had to hang on, I had no choice.

I will hang on. I will hang on. I will hang on.

I repeated those words again and again. I didn't know for how much longer I could do this, but for now I bottled up those thoughts deep in subconscious just like I've done with everything else.

For I had no choice.

After a few minutes with my head buried in my hands, I finally looked up at the rest of the team.

I sighed and said, "look guys, I'm really, really sorry. I almost got you all killed."

I felt a hand slam me in the back, hard. The impact pushed me forward into the sand. I stopped myself from having my face impact with the hot sand by pulling my arms out in front of me. I could literally feel everyone's sharp intake of breath as they waited in fear for me to finally turn into the hulk, but for some reason, that didn't set me off.

I could tell who had done it before I even saw his face.

I turned around sharply to see tony just as I had suspected. I gave him the most evil glare I could muster up.

"What did you do that for?" I asked in a pitch that was a little higher than normal.

"What the hell Banner?" he said ignoring my question. "What do you got to be sorry for? It's not your fault that sometime you can't control yourself. It's not your fault you're the hulk. It's not your fault. Now come on, or we're never going to find water in this place." I could see him flinch as he said 'this place', but he quickly covered it with one of his fake smiles.

He held out a hand in front of my face. I remembered when I did this to him when we first arrived here. That brought a small smile to my face. I looked at his hand for a few seconds, then took it and hoisted my self up. I swayed a little on my feet, still a little winded, but Tony steadied me.

I brushed the sand off my clothes awkwardly. I stood there, trying to think of something to break the awkward silence, but nothing came.

"Are you guys just going to stand there, or are we going to leave now?" Tony's voice came out of the blue, effectively breaking the awkward silence. He has a way of making awkward situations a lot less awkward.

Everyone turned away as if nothing had happened and muttered signs of agreement. We al gathered our things. Me, the backpack and my pulse keeping watch. The first thing I had spotted on a table in the cornucopia had been this watch. It looked like the same exact one Betty had given to me. As soon as zero had been said, I made a beeline over to that table. I got there really quickly-my adrenaline had really been pumping.

That wasn't the only strange thing. Something else had happened just then. Even though I was panicky and worried and I could feel the other guy right under my skin, he didn't come out. It was if he was there and he also wasn't at the same time. I could feel him and me both. It was like we were one in the same. Not two separate things. Just one person as a whole. For once, we worked together and I didn't change.

That was why I had been able to run so fast to the cornucopia, and growl at will to anyone who got in my way. Because the other guy was in my head, yet I could still think logically.

It was a very strange feeling. I could here the hulk's thoughts, but still know that I was controlling my own body. I didn't even know it was possible to do that, yet I had done it. I didn't tell anyone about it. I would eventually, but for now it would stay my secret.

Then, a thought hit me. If I could actually do that, I could have the power of the hulk without turning into the mindless monster. I could still be myself, but with the power of the hulk.

I could be invincible.

Stronger than Thor, as smart as Tony and even have the stealth of Clint and Natasha if I trained. That would be amazing. Not having to worry about getting angry all the time, or losing control and killing everyone in proximity of me. Having full control…

"…Yoo hoo! Anyone in there? Earth to the big guy!" someone was waving their hand in front of my face. Of course it was Tony.

"Huh?" I looked around to see everyone staring at me yet again, with all their things ready.

"Oh, I just got lost in thought, I guess."

"Well, get lost in your thoughts some other day. Right now, we have to move." Steve ordered.

"Right…" I muttered.

I picked up my backpack that I just realized was still on the floor, along with my watch. I put it on my right wrist, the one I felt more comfortable with. The moment I put it on, the watch started beeping. I stared at it in confusion. The watch only beeped when my heart rate was in the danger zone. So why was it beeping when I was perfectly (or at least mostly) calm?

I tried to hide it behind me so that no one would notice and get worried, but it was already too late.

"What is that inferior beeping noise?" Thor asked.

Everyone turned in unison to me.

"Is that your watch, Banner?" Fury asked.

"Why's it beeping?" Clint questioned.

I ran a hand through my hair.

"I don't know. Maybe it's…broken?" I said, but I didn't believe myself. It didn't look broken at all. It was perfectly fine.

"If you say so." Clint said hesitantly.

"Stupid watch." I muttered under my breath.

"Come on let's go," I said out loud. I started waking ahead of everyone to try and distance myself from the rest and it worked. No one bothered me by asking more questions, or by walking beside me. I just started walking in a direction in the desert and didn't stop, lost in my thoughts once again, hoping that the rest were following but then again, not really caring.

I thought about what had happened in the cornucopia once more. How come that hadn't happened when I panicked just now? I had almost changed then.

Also, when we did become one person, it was on accident. I didn't think that I would be able to do that on purpose. I wondered, would some kind of chemical concoction induce me into that middle state? I couldn't think of any that could. I could maybe invent something when we got back to Stark towers.

That is, if we ever do get back.

No banner! Don't think like that. You'll only panic again. And I had a feeling that the next time I lost control, I would unleash the other guy for sure.

I sighed and looked into the distant horizon. The sun was setting and was making the sky a beautiful orange and red colour. That was maybe the only good thing in this place.

I guessed that waiting and seeing would be the only to know for sure if I would be able to actually control the hulk.

So for now, we walk into the desert sunset, not knowing the horrors to come.

Wow. Im actually proud of this chapter.

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