I am so so sorry that this is so late
You see, I write in a book and then type it up later
...
and I lost the book
Normally that would have been fine, but I had already written chapters 60 - 66
so I didn't really want to replace those
...
I am really really sorry
On the plus side the next time I update (which will be a further 3 chapters) the story will be finished
Now I have to go
I volunteered to help out at a Christmas fair today (even though its still November)
Please don't be too mad about this
Bruce's POV
He stood on the streets of New York, slightly nervous about what was to come. Usually he would be making a fuss, trying to figure out an excuse for not being there. But this time he was painfully aware how necessary it was that the Hulk helped against Thanos.
Bruce took a deep breath, it was painfully loud in the silence of the city. New York had been evacuated by SHIELD only a few minutes prior and now they all stood in complete silence, waiting with apprehension for the arrival of Thanos.
There was a loud sound like a boom and suddenly Bruce could see it, a gigantic space ship coming down from the skies over New York.
Already the spirits were starting to move. Those that could fly were taking to the skies, flying swiftly towards Thanos's ship.
Bruce was vaguely aware of Stark taking off from next to him and Barton notched his first arrow to his bow, scanning the skies for a target. The majority of his attention was taken by the sheer size of the space ship before them.
That was before small flying platforms started leaving the spaceship en masse, each platform carrying many Chitauri down to the city below.
All of a sudden Bruce found himself surrounded by bright lights and explosions as the spirits began their attack.
Barton was unleashing arrow after arrow, his shots never failing to reach his targets.
Bruce watched as a platform caught fire and crashed into the ground. The Chitauri warriors upon it stumbling out from the flames and rushed to attack some of the ground troops.
Bruce was overwhelmed by the bright lights flashing on all sides and the cacophony of sound deafened him as he stood frozen on the road as the other Avengers set off.
Barton glanced back at him as he ran. "What are you waiting for?" He yelled. "It's time to get angry Banner!"
Bruce nodded and closed his eyes, gathering his resolve.
When he opened them again both his eyes and skin were a toxic green.
He leapt from the road with a single yell upon his lips.
"HULK SMASH!"
