"Agent Hill." One of the women stationed at a console on the bridge called to get her attention. "The Hulk has started to veer off course and is headed for the service road." Only authorized vehicles were allowed on that road, to prevent civilians from stumbling around the site. "We've notified all our vehicles to stay out of the area, but if the Hulk remains moving in this direction, he'll reach the public road in an estimated seven minutes."
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The Hulk was wandering aimlessly through the forest, his muscles flexed and ready to smash anything that got in his way, teeth clenched, the veins in his neck, bulging. The loud and incredibly annoying, high pitched buzzing sound of a pair of small motors were coming closer, and the Hulk turned his entire body to face the direction the sound was coming from. A pair of teenage boys on all terrain vehicles were goofing around, riding through the forest at break-neck speed. They weren't supposed to be out, but the experience of fun and speed had overridden their intelligence. They were laughing at the thrill, but were met with the shock of their lives when the looked up ahead and saw this gigantic, green monster.
"FUCK! What's THAT?!?" The teens quickly turned their ATVs around and hit the gas, but they'd already been spotted by the Hulk.
"Noise make Hulk angry!" Balling his hands into fists, he began chasing, smashing through trees instead of going around them."
"Shit! It's after us!"
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"We have an emergency," the agent said, watching the scene from satellite upon her screen. "The Hulk is chasing after a pair of ATVs that were not authorized in the area."
The estimated time of arrival for the Quinjet to the site was three minutes.