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Hulk Pt. 9.
”Every single bad, angry, or sad memory fades away. The light and awe of that beacon fades away. The beacon takes shape. You see that very object and everything else just goes away. You don’t care anymore. Why should you? You have that beacon. That’s all you need. So cherish that thing as long as you can, because you never know when it will be taken from you…” Doctor Banner takes his notes and squares them up with each other. He nods and thanks the audience before him for their time. Silence falls upon the room. Before Banner can leave the stage a young man stands up in the crowd. He stands there quiet for a second and then begins to clap. Suddenly, every single person in the crowd stands up and begins clapping. Some wipe tears from their eyes and others hug the person next to them. Slowly, Banner walks off stage and is greeted with the embrace of his new fiancé, Betty Ross. It’s been a year and half since the incident in New York. The city finally has new life in it. The city is back to its busy and hectic manors.
“So what’s next for Bruce Banner?” Betty says as she intertwines her fingers with Bruce’s. Bruce looks up the hall and sees the light shine in from outside. He then looks to Betty and smiles.
”I don’t know.” Bruce said as he opened the door and let Betty through the exit. As the two exited the building, a swarm of reporters and protestors flooded them. Cameras and microphones were shoved into the two’s faces. ”Excuse me, can we please be left alone?”
Banner says this and without fail, all the reporters and protestors quiet themselves and step aside. Bruce lifts his eyebrows in awe and then continues walking down the path to his car. Although he fully understands exactly why this happened, Bruce can’t help but feel happy with himself and what he just did.
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”Report!”
“Doctor Banner and Miss Ross have continued their average routine. Dinner’s after Miss Ross gets off work, out in the city on Friday night. Doctor Banner continues his morning routine of meditation on the roof of the complex.”
”Anything else?”
“No.”
”Great, continue to stay in cover. I’ll check back in in a week.”
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[A year and a half ago. (Taken place during Hulk Pt. 1.)]
A young man sat at his computer desk, reading the new issue of his favorite comic. He sat there in awe as the hero yet again defeated the villain.
“That’s what you get, clown!” The young man said in hushed tone. He then closed his comic book and sat it atop the rest of his towering collection of comics. The teenager then walks over to his bed and slouches down on it. He grabs his phone and begins checking his social media accounts and texts.
Moments later, a loud explosion sounds outside the young man’s building. He peers out the window and see the building next to him caught in a roaring fire. Quickly, the young man grabs his shoes and swiftly secures them on his feet. He then runs out of his room and down to the street below. As he gets outside, he looks into the sky to see a large green man jumping into the side of a building.
“Holy…” The teenager gets cut off as rubble from the building he stood in front of fell in front of him. A loud screech pierces the air and the young man sees a small girl waving her arms out of a third story window. Without hesitation or care of his own body, the young man ran into the building and made his way up the stairs. He quickly found himself on the floor that he saw the young girl and began searching for her room. It didn’t take long for the girl to let out another scream that helped the daring teenager find her quicker. The brave young man kicked the door down to the apartment and quickly swept the girl off the ground.
“I’m going to get you out of here!” The young man yelled as he began running out of the room with the little girl tightly wrapped in his arms. The fire spread quickly in the room as the two narrowly escaped its confines. Moments later, the two emerged from the building’s door and the young man handed the little girl to a crying mother.
“Thank you, so much?” The mother asked as she kissed her little girl’s face.
“No thanks necessary.”
“What’s your name?”
“Rick. Rick Jones, ma’am…”
Hulk Pt. 9.
”Every single bad, angry, or sad memory fades away. The light and awe of that beacon fades away. The beacon takes shape. You see that very object and everything else just goes away. You don’t care anymore. Why should you? You have that beacon. That’s all you need. So cherish that thing as long as you can, because you never know when it will be taken from you…” Doctor Banner takes his notes and squares them up with each other. He nods and thanks the audience before him for their time. Silence falls upon the room. Before Banner can leave the stage a young man stands up in the crowd. He stands there quiet for a second and then begins to clap. Suddenly, every single person in the crowd stands up and begins clapping. Some wipe tears from their eyes and others hug the person next to them. Slowly, Banner walks off stage and is greeted with the embrace of his new fiancé, Betty Ross. It’s been a year and half since the incident in New York. The city finally has new life in it. The city is back to its busy and hectic manors.
“So what’s next for Bruce Banner?” Betty says as she intertwines her fingers with Bruce’s. Bruce looks up the hall and sees the light shine in from outside. He then looks to Betty and smiles.
”I don’t know.” Bruce said as he opened the door and let Betty through the exit. As the two exited the building, a swarm of reporters and protestors flooded them. Cameras and microphones were shoved into the two’s faces. ”Excuse me, can we please be left alone?”
Banner says this and without fail, all the reporters and protestors quiet themselves and step aside. Bruce lifts his eyebrows in awe and then continues walking down the path to his car. Although he fully understands exactly why this happened, Bruce can’t help but feel happy with himself and what he just did.
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”Report!”
“Doctor Banner and Miss Ross have continued their average routine. Dinner’s after Miss Ross gets off work, out in the city on Friday night. Doctor Banner continues his morning routine of meditation on the roof of the complex.”
”Anything else?”
“No.”
”Great, continue to stay in cover. I’ll check back in in a week.”
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[A year and a half ago. (Taken place during Hulk Pt. 1.)]
A young man sat at his computer desk, reading the new issue of his favorite comic. He sat there in awe as the hero yet again defeated the villain.
“That’s what you get, clown!” The young man said in hushed tone. He then closed his comic book and sat it atop the rest of his towering collection of comics. The teenager then walks over to his bed and slouches down on it. He grabs his phone and begins checking his social media accounts and texts.
Moments later, a loud explosion sounds outside the young man’s building. He peers out the window and see the building next to him caught in a roaring fire. Quickly, the young man grabs his shoes and swiftly secures them on his feet. He then runs out of his room and down to the street below. As he gets outside, he looks into the sky to see a large green man jumping into the side of a building.
“Holy…” The teenager gets cut off as rubble from the building he stood in front of fell in front of him. A loud screech pierces the air and the young man sees a small girl waving her arms out of a third story window. Without hesitation or care of his own body, the young man ran into the building and made his way up the stairs. He quickly found himself on the floor that he saw the young girl and began searching for her room. It didn’t take long for the girl to let out another scream that helped the daring teenager find her quicker. The brave young man kicked the door down to the apartment and quickly swept the girl off the ground.
“I’m going to get you out of here!” The young man yelled as he began running out of the room with the little girl tightly wrapped in his arms. The fire spread quickly in the room as the two narrowly escaped its confines. Moments later, the two emerged from the building’s door and the young man handed the little girl to a crying mother.
“Thank you, so much?” The mother asked as she kissed her little girl’s face.
“No thanks necessary.”
“What’s your name?”
“Rick. Rick Jones, ma’am…”