59: Hulk [02]
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Hulk growled, prowling forward and slamming his fist on the red female Hulk.
These two… they didn't deserve to be called 'A Hulk'. That much, he would agree on. They were a disappointment.
To think they dared mess with him of all people.
Hulk was mad.
The earth below shatter as he kicked the green pest in the face.
The red one tried to make him force him in place, injecting something strange and green inside him, that only managed to make him even angrier. They couldn't do anything, Hulk smashed through everything, like he always does.
It was easy.
Too easy.
"WEAK!"
Hulk growled, but his head snapped back as the green one stood up, slamming her legs into his face.
"Shut up for once, will you?" she snarled. "You're too loud!"
Another impact on his back from the red one, and he was down on his knees. A punch to his face and a kick in the gut, and Hulk exploded out into a force of strength, grabbing the two relatively smaller Hulks and smacking them together like dolls.
Then, as green and red blood mixed together, he slammed them on the ground. Again and again. For so long that they were left with a few broken bones.
"We can handle him, dad!" the red one yelled to someone.
Hulk was confused, and She-Hulk capitalized on the chance, grabbing his fingers before bending them in different directions with crunches.
"AARRRGH!" Hulk cried out.
She-Hulk weaved out of his grasp, and climbed up on his back, clasping his neck in between her thighs as she used her full strength to strangle him. Then, she grasped her right fist in her left, and started slamming her hands into his head.
– Bang!
– Bang!
– Bang!
– Bang!
Hulk growled, blood gushing out of his head as he grabbed her legs and slammed her into Red-She-Hulk like a bat, sending the latter hurling away while the former was left with pain so immense, she yelled in it.
– Bam!
That's when something big and red came like a meteorite, glowing as it fell on Hulk, eliciting the loudest yell Hulk had ever made till that point.
"Enough!"
The newcomer said, his glowing red arm coming down on Hulk's collarbone with a force so extreme that a crack resounded. Before Hulk could collect himself, the man who was blowing out smoke and what looked like red radiation grabbed his neck and slammed him on the ground.
Hulk went in and out of consciousness as his head, which had been battered by She-Hulk, took the brunt of the attack. This attack would have done nothing but anger him further, which in turn would have made him stronger.
But,
…Something was wrong.
Hulk wasn't feeling so good.
"W-what?"
That was the last thing he could mutter before he turned back into Banner who fell down, unconscious.
Bruce Banner woke up in a well-lit room.
His eyes were heavy as he looked around at the… place he was inside. It was a prison.
Not a prison, if he looked at it. It was a glass room. But it was nothing short of a prison. Banner was angry, like always, but he knew how to control it. He was always angry, but this was another kind of anger.
He was kept inside a lab, huh?
He did not like that.
His memory of what happened after he left that town was a bit hazy, he couldn't really make out the stuff that happened. But he could recall the images, the snippets, if he focused hard enough.
Apparently, when he was making short work of his cousin, and his… ex-girlfriend, another red hulk arrived. Banner had recognized the person at first glance.
…General Ross.
Banner was angry, really angry.
Ross had not only ruined his life, but he'd also ruined the life of Banner, Jen, and Betty.
Ross, or the Red-Hulk wasn't as strong as Banner. But Banner knew that his other half wasn't able to face three Hulks at once. More so, when Ross had injected Banner with some kind of liquid.
Banner wasn't sure how it managed to affect him, but it apparently did. He lost. Actually, turned back into Banner would be a better way to put it. Hulk might have been able to come out of that situation, but Banner had come out, and suppressed Hulk unconsciously; like he always does.
Banner, in spite of himself, was angry at Ross.
'The fucker experimented on himself.'
Banner's mind was almost at the brink again, but he controlled himself.
No, he can't let go of his emotions right now. he can do so later when he is certain that he can escape from here.
Banner took in breaths.
In; out; in; out…
Jennifer Walters sucked in a quivering breath, glaring daggers at her superior.
"But you said he'd be with us!" she yelled, kicking the chair away. "Tell me! Why is he in that, in that thing!"
She was angry, her eyes were bloodshot, and she was barely in control of herself. She can't let go of herself like this.
"I know what I'm doing, Jen," General Ross sighed.
Jennifer just scoffed, and left the room with long steps, huffing as she slammed the door shut. The door broke due to the force she used.
General Ross sighed, and leaned back in his chair, his hand moving up to massage his neck.
'For fuck's sake…'
He groaned to himself.
Ross was doing everything for the betterment of others, why can't they understand that?!
"Calm down," he said to himself. "Calm down…"
Ross was not as bad a person as people thought him to be.
He only wanted his country to prosper. His methods might seem… extreme, but he makes sure he does what is necessary.
That was what Ross thought of himself.
Conveniently unaware that he was obsessed with hating and capturing Banner, and a hypocrite. He loved his daughter, but he could also hurt her to make sure that she was fine, for her greater good.
Alas, sometimes, people tend to forget themselves in the delusions they made for themselves, and to justify what they do is right.
Jennifer was really pissed.
So she went around the city to let off some steam by punching some criminals and doing hero work.
While Jennifer was doing that, she also noticed something strange. She found many corpses, impaled by something, or their headless bodies.
Strange. Really strange.
Jennifer squinted her eyes. She was not sure as to what happened, but she was sure that someone dangerous was behind this. Who or what it was, she didn't know.
It wasn't her headache though. Jennifer was a hero, and she did her work diligently, but she was not so keen on going to investigate this whole thing. This was a murder case, and the New York Police Department would deal with it on its own.
She shouldn't interfere, lest she gets labeled as a possible suspect.
Jennifer wasn't that selfless.
Sure, she wouldn't look away if some innocent was getting butchered in front of her, in fact, she would help the best she could, but if it wasn't happening in front of her, and she knew that someone, who was a professional in that particular field, could do it better than her, then she wouldn't meddle in and mess everything for that person.
After running around for a while, her head snapped to look in a particular direction.
Jennifer squinted her eyes and heard carefully.
– Bang!
Blasts of something were booming in the distance.
She sniffed, and it smelled like something burning, so she tensed her legs and jumped in the direction where this sound and smell was coming from.
And she was surprised when she found what it was, or more particularly, who it was.
'Spider-Man?'
Her eyes glittered.
She was really stressed today.
Giggling to herself, she jumped in that direction again, her gaze sweeping on the blue figure flying in the middle of the sky.
Who was that?
Jennifer wasn't sure.
But as the figure kept shouting something she could not hear due to the distance between them, and hurled bolts of blue lightning out of his blue skin, she called him a villain and aimed straight for his position.
Jennifer would help Spider-Man.
– Bang!
…and ask 'something' in return.
Jennifer had planted her leg into the blue taser's gut, and the latter was looking at her in confusion and rage before his consciousness seeped out of him.
Wow.
She chuckled nervously.
That was quick.
"Aww, man!" Spider-Man cried. "Why'd you have to do that? I was having fun in a long time!"
He really did seem distressed that she'd intruded on his fight.
"Oh…"
Jen chuckled nervously; she knew how it felt when no one could handle you. It was frustrating. And she could understand even more how it felt when someone, that could handle you, was stolen away.
"Sorry," she showed him her tongue, "How about we go on that date we planned?"
"What date?" Spider-Man asked her as he and she landed on the ground, while using his web to tie up the blue man of electricity. Then, he gave a really hard punch to the head, and webbed him to a wall, leaving a note saying 'Your friendly neighborhood, Spider-Man.'
Probably so that the authorities will know who did this.
Jen deflated visibly after hearing his words.
"You forgot?"
"Of course not," Spider-Man laughed. "Where would you like to go?"
Jen grinned, walking towards him before moving past him as she planted a solid slap on his American ass.
"Let's see, shall w-"
– Slap!
A powerful slap landed on her butt, making it ripple like water.
Jen froze.
"This was the second time you slapped my butt," Spider said seriously.
"Let's go," he said to her, making her come out of her stupor as she followed behind, a slight blush on her cheeks.
Damn…
She rubbed her butt.
That felt way too good for a simple slap…
Peter had nearly forgotten he had a date with She-Hulk or Jennifer.
To be honest, he was really looking forward to fucking her. Now, this was just a normal date, but from what he knew about her, this will end in them having sex one way or another.
And why is he looking forward to doing it with her?
Well, she was apparently one of the best to bed in the nine realms. So of course he'd like to taste, but not only taste, he wanted to own her. It had been a while since he fucked someone new, it was time he did so.
Peter stared at the customization button of his suit, and quickly change his suit into a gentleman's suit, only his mask on his face.
"Wow," Jen wowed from the side. "Convenient."
"I know right?" Peter chuckled.
"So, Miss. Hulk, where should we go?" he looked at her. "…or what should we do?"
Jen gave him a sheepish look.
"Let's go ride a roller-coaster."
Peter was surprised. A roller-coaster? Seriously?
"Really?"
"Yes, I've always wanted to ride one of those."
Peter shrugged, "As you wish, my lady."
The two got to a theme park, and with an illusion spell Peter cast on them, which Jen was surprised by, he got on the roller-coaster ride.
"Why did I think It'd be fun?"
Jen questioned once they were midair in the roller-coaster. People behind her were shouting and yelling with red faces, but Jen and Spider weren't showing many reactions.
This felt… just like when she jumped.
"Well," Spider-Man started. "You wanted this, so I don't know."
She knew that they weren't even familiar with each other. That she just wanted to release some stress using him. He probably knew that too, but Jen didn't care.
"Well, what now?" he asked her.
Jen just turned her head to give him a stare.
"What," she said. "I don't know."
Spider-Man sighed, and soon, they got out of the roller-coaster.
"That wasn't fun." She spoke.
"It wasn't." Spider-Man agreed.
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