|Bruce Banner (notjustbiggreen) wrote in avengers_logs,|
@ 2018-04-01 20:06:00
The Hulk was angry. No, not just angry, pissed. Somebody had fired at puny Banner and that moment of complete and utter horror follow by an overwhelming surge of panic and ultimately fear had been all that was needed for the Hulk to roar ferociously into being.
They had intended to harm him but all they had managed to do was make him stronger and driven home the point that his sentiments of earth hating him were still very true. The missile had done absolutely nothing to the Hulk but it had caused a lot of collateral damage and probably taken lives, but the Hulk wasn't exactly concerned for that.
Not when he was busy ripping apart what remained of the missile before letting out a sudden loud guttural cry which if anything just seemed to increase his size until he barrelled down the street. Cars stood absolutely no chance under him and the street didn't fair much better, giant holes were ripped into the tarmac as the Hulk's anger was blindly aimed and subsequently damage was to be expected. Holes were ripped through buildings and all the while the Hulk continued forward, the only sign he'd been fired at was the large dark mark on his chest. He was completely unstoppable and caught up in blind undiluted rage, a primal reaction to an attack that had been unprovoked and unwarranted, he was the thing of nightmares, he really was.
It didn't help that the authorities had no idea on how to handle the Hulk so resorted to the thing they knew how to do and that was open fire and all that did was make things worse, so so much worse. Blockades were ripped apart like they were made of paper and the Hulk continued to wreak complete and utter havoc.
The familiar, "HULK SMASH" echoed for all to hear.