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So this chapter is Tony's POV right after Bruce runs away.

And here we goooo….

Tony's POV

"Bruce!" I shouted as he ran away from the rest of us. I was just about to fly after him as well before someone stopped me.

"There're more!" Fury shouted at us.

In the distance, I saw two more creatures that looked a lot like the animal that followed Bruce into the forest. I knew I couldn't afford to run after Bruce, but I wanted to so badly. I knew that the team couldn't handle one hulk creature on their own, let alone two. But all I wanted to do was go help Bruce. I clenched my teeth in frustration before turning away from the direction Bruce had run in.

I had to trust him to handle himself for now. I knew he would've turned into the Hulk by now and was probably fighting the other creature. Honestly, I was a little surprised at how long he had lasted without transforming. I didn't know he had it in him. He had shown some moves when he had dived and dodged the creature. I didn't know he could fight. I was impressed, to say the least.

I turned my attention back to the two creatures. They were both in monster form, kind of similar to our very own Hulk. One was battling Thor and Fury, while Clint, Natasha and Rogers took on the other.

They seemed to be having a hard time with it. Fury's knives and Natasha's guns didn't have any affect on the creatures at all. Roger's shield only made it angrier. Thor seemed to be having a sliver of luck with his hammer, but not by much. The creature would just keep getting up no matter how many times you knocked it down. Clint was trying to shoot it in the eyes, as it looked like it was its weak spot. Every time Clint notched another arrow, the monster would just dodge it, being impossibly fast.

I blasted off into the air to try and help the Cap and his crew. It looked like they were having a bit more trouble. I shot repulser blasts at its eyes, but as quickly as lighting, hands came up to block them. It was even faster than the original Hulk. Whoever made these things had done their homework.

I tried again, this time shooting at its belly, but the same thing happened. The Hulk creature would just block each and every one of my perfectly aimed repulser blasts.

I was getting pretty frustrated by now. At least with the Hulk, you had some chance of talking him down. With these creatures, there was no choice of talking. These things truly were mindless.

Because we didn't have our comlinks, I had to use the speaker in my suit to talk to the others. I landed beside Clint with a thunk. He quickly dodged a very cliché two hand smash.

"Okay, how do we defeat these things? They're so-damn-annoying!" I punctuated each word with more repluser blasts. Like that did anything.

Fury heard me and shouted, "We have to hit their weak spot all at once!"

"Yeah I got that much." I muttered. "Well, what the hell is their weak spot?"

"I'll let you know when I fucking find it!"

Well that's just terrific!

Now that we had no Bruce, there was no Hulk to fight these things one on one. I was 99% positive that the Hulk could beat these things no problem. But of course, he had decided to exit the scene. This was just great.

I took off into the air once again. That was when I had an idea.

"JARVIS, activate the timed radiation bombs."

Now, these bombs were radiation, but they were definitely not Gamma. It was a different type of radiation altogether. I had discovered it when I had discovered the new element for the upgraded arc reactor. A few days later was when I had discovered it to be exact. The good thing about these bombs was that they wouldn't harm us. At least the radiation wouldn't. The bomb of course was a different story. We could be standing right in front of the bomb and we wouldn't be poisoned by radiation. We might get some shrapnel lodged in many places in our bodies, but we wouldn't get radiation poisoning.

This bomb had been lying in my lab for weeks after I had made it. Just a few days after the attack in New York, I thought that it would be a good idea to add it to my older suit. I thought of it as a really powerful backup in an older suit in case something was to happen to my newer suit. Of course, I was right, like always.

The only bad news was that I had only installed two bombs. I thought that it would be too risky to add more than that. Two would be enough to kill only one of these creatures. And even that was a maybe.

It took a while for JARVIS to engage the bombs but once he did, he said, "The bombs are ready sir."

I heard a whirring and hissing as two bombs the size of my palm dislodged from both of my shoulders. They floated in the air for two seconds before soaring toward the creature. We had to move away from it.

"Guys move!" I shouted as best as I could from inside the suit. I guess I sounded urgent enough for them to listen.

Clint, Natasha and Steve scattered from the monster as fast as they could. They realized what I was doing and scattered behind some trees. I shot into the sky as high as I could before the bomb went off.

A second later, the two bombs detonated and for a few moments, all you could see was a ball of fire around the creature. As the fire finally evaporated into the sky, we were able to see what was left of the creature. A small fire surrounded a burnt carcass and a few odd bones here and there.

I looked back at the others and saw that they were looking at me with amazement.
I smirked inside me suit. "Less gawking children, more fighting. I'll explain later. There's still one more creature left and I have no more bombs."

We all turned our attention back to where Fury and Thor were fighting. Thor threw his hammer at the things face, but it only slowed down. It was thrown back, only to get up and start fighting them all over again. This one seemed to be stronger and faster than the other creature I had blown up.

That would be a tiny problem.

Fury threw his knife like a dagger toward the animal's eye. This time, surprisingly, it found its mark. The creature let out an animalistic roar as green blood spewed from its injured eye.

The blood spewed every which way as it clutched its eye in agony. The good news was that it was injured. The bad news was when the blood spewed; some of it hit the Cap.

"Ahhh!" he screamed out as his red and blue jumpsuit fizzled where the blood touched. It was like acid burning away at the cloth. As the cloth burned away, the blood touched his skin. Rogers groaned as his skin burnt from the blood. He frantically tried to scrape away the blood but it didn't work as well as he hoped. Eventually, after a lot of rubbing, most of the blood was gone. But the damage had been done. I could see that his skin had been eaten away and the pink muscle was exposed.

"You okay?" I heard Natasha yell.

"Yeah, I'll be fine! We won't be unless we kill this thing though!"

I knew that because the captain was a super soldier, his wounds would heal quickly. He continued to help the rest of us fight the already injured creature.

I flew up, close to the monster's face, trying to distract it so someone else could shoot its other eye.

"Hey, shit face! Over here!" I cried out.

It worked.

The Hulk creature growled then looked up at me with new found fury pronounced in its face. It swatted at me like I was a pesky little insect. I dodged most of its attack.

"Ha, that all you got?" I provoked it.

Apparently that wasn't all it had to do with me, because the next swat it aimed for me hit its mark.

The creature had placed one well aimed back hand right where I was floating in front of my face. I tried to dodge it, but it was already too late. I felt a blunt force hit my ribs as I flew back into the trees. The creature had hit me with surprising strength. I hit the tree hard enough that I think I actually bent it. Well of course, that was probably just me.

I lay there for a while, black spots dancing in my vision. I felt a sharp pain in my chest area and knew that I had at least bruised a few ribs, if not fractured them. I could hear voices in the distance calling my name, but it was like I heard them through a pane of glass.

Finally, my vision cleared enough for me to see that the others weren't doing too well either. The cap still looked dazed, standing on the ground with blood spewing out of his arm. The others were trying to fight the monster, but it just wouldn't go down.

I hauled myself up off the ground as best as I could. As I stood, new spots filled my vision and I almost toppled over, but I forced myself to stay awake for as long as I could.

I mustered up all of my remaining strength and flew over to the scene of the battle.

"This creature be stubborn, for it is not dying!" I heard Thor boom.

"Yeah, kind of noticed." I groaned inwardly.

As I got to the battleground, I saw that the beast had just been hit by one of Clint's explosive arrows. Thor threw his hammer as well just as Clint shot his arrow. Both the weapons hit the beast's stomach at the same time. I watched for a moment as the creature snarled in…pain?

It retreated a couple steps back but quickly came back in anger, trying to land a punch on the archer and the god.

That must be its weak spot.

My brain whirred as I slowly figured out a plan to defeat the creature.
"JARVIS tell me, is the monsters stomach its weakest spot?"

JARVIS was silent for a second as he calculated the weakest spot in its body. Finally, a black and white image appeared in front of my face. It showed white circles where it was the weakest. The whitest circles were around its stomach area.

"I knew it." I mumbled to myself.

"What was that sir?"

"Nothing, nothing." I said, distracted.

"Guys," I said to the others. "We have to hit its weak spot."

"Yeah? And what's that?" Natasha asked with a grunt.

"The stomach. If we hit it there all at the same time, we might be able to kill it."

"Might?" Fury grunted.

I shrugged from within my suit and then winced from the pain it caused. "Hey, it's our best shot."

The others seemed to agree as they all assembled beside me.

"JARVIS, reroute all power to repulser blasts."
"Already done sir."

I heard everyone else ready their weapons as we got ready to shoot at the villain.

I tensed, looking for an opening. The beast was coming toward us very slowly, as if it were mocking us. Its hands were around its stomach area. I waited for the creature to let its guard down. We had to wait two stressful minutes before I finally spotted an opening. The beasts hands slacked as it was about to punch at us. I tensed, waiting one second, two seconds. Finally…

"Now!" I shouted.

I blasted my repulser blasts at its stomach. The others shot their guns, threw their hammer/knives, launched arrows into the air, or threw their red and blue shield.

All of the weapons hit one spot-the stomach. There were no hands to block it this time. The animal screamed in agony as its belly was ripped apart by sheer blunt force, but it wasn't enough. The thing was still not dying.

"JARVIS more energy!" I said through gritted teeth.

"Sir, there is only 20% power left. If we-"

"I know! Just do it!"

"Very well sir."

I felt my energy sap slowly as more power went to my repulser blasts. They became significantly stronger.

Finally, after what felt like a century, the creature stumbled backwards. It slowly lost its balance and then fell on its ass, hard. The other stopped shooting and/or throwing their weapons. I tiredly lowered my arms.

"Well, we did it." I heard Rogers say, behind me.

I was about to obnoxiously reply when a wave of nausea hit me. I started swaying on my feet. I would've fallen back if Steve hadn't been behind me. He placed his hands on my metal shoulders and steadied me.

"Stark, you okay?"

"Yep, I'm totally fine." I had meant to say that sarcastically, but it didn't work.

"JARVIS, deactivate."

"Yes sir."

The suit whirred and span as it slowly disassembled itself back into a beaten up looking suitcase. Once the suit was off, I ran a hand across my chest. As soon as I touched it, I felt white hot pain shot through my body. It was a miracle I didn't pass out.

"Yeah, I think I've got a bruised rib here. Or two." I said, grinding my teeth against the pain.

Rogers put a hand under my shoulder to try and carry my weight. The blood that had touched him earlier was already healed because of his enhanced healing.

I tried to protest, but I was too tired to.

"We have to find Bruce." I said with a groan.

"He can handle himself. For now, we have to find a place to settle in. its getting dark," Fury said. "Can you walk Stark?"

"With someone's help, I think."

I started to limp forward and almost fell over again. Rogers supported most of my weight as we walked.

With every step, a new wave of agony would roll over me. My bruised ribs hurt like hell, and a terrible pounding in my head added itself to the pain. It seemed to take forever to until we reached our new "campsite".

When we finally did, I collapsed onto the floor in sheer exhaustion just as everybody else did.

We shared around the moss water bottles and we each drank a sip or two from it. We even shared some of our strange packaged foods, though it really didn't taste good.

Oh what I would do for a little scotch…

I lay down on the soft grass as I thought about where Bruce could be. What if the Hulk hadn't been able to defeat that thing? After all, all six of us were barely able to. But then again, he was the Hulk. They call him that for a reason.

But how were we ever going to be able to find him? How could he find us?

Agh! I almost cried out in frustration. Why the hell did he leave? He could've stayed with us and defeat the other two monsters. He has to know that the Hulk is an advantage for us, not a danger. Instead he ran. In the end he always does, doesn't he?

I stared up at the canopy of green trees and thought some more, my mind reeling with theories and ideas that I would have to add to my iron man suit. I found some weaknesses in it from the fight today.

That is, if we ever get back, a subconscious thought said in my head.

"Shut up brain." I whispered into the night sky.

I lay on the ground for a long time. I knew that this night, I wouldn't be able to go to sleep. My mind was too full of unanswered questions for that.

So that was where I lay, in my own misery and blinding pain.

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-detective DG