Host: Hulk (Gamma Mutate)
Age: 3
Rank: Savage
Skills: Healing Factor F (0/10), Reactive Adaptation F (0/10), Gamma Radiation Manipulation F (0/10)
Unique Skills: Unlimited Strength F (0/10)
Equipment: None
The Hulk awakened once more after a long slumber. His return was marked by an unpleasant jolt – much like the last time he had been unleashed. A tiny man had kicked him, and the Hulk reacted swiftly, seizing the offender's leg with a sickening, bone-crushing sound. He pulled the puny man toward himself, who screamed in agony – but he had tried to hurt Hulk first.
With a powerful heave, the Hulk cast the puny man aside, sending him crashing through two factory glass panels and against a solid metal gate. A roar escaped the big green giant, serving as a warning to the other two puny humans who, in response, wisely fled for their lives. But Hulk was in no mood for mercy after being rudely awakened. He chased after the two through the factory.
Desperation fueled their every move as they raced, breathless and wide-eyed, through the bottling factory. The thunder of their pounding footsteps resonated through the air in a frantic, wild rhythm. Their chests heaved with the effort of drawing in ragged breaths, and their legs churned like pistons, devouring the ground beneath them. Each step was a leap of faith as if they were propelled by an invisible force, the urgency palpable in their aching limbs.
Sweat poured from their foreheads, stinging their eyes, but they didn't dare slow down with that freaking monster behind them. The world around them blurred, reduced to a chaotic backdrop of indistinct shapes and colors. Their heartbeats thundered in their ears, with only the sound of the monster’s roar overwhelming it. Fear, terror, and regret clung to them, but it was outpaced by the primal need to survive.
“AGHHHH!!!” Hulk snatched one of the two men running. “HELP! HELP!!! AGGHH---” His screams were silenced instantly as his friend continued running a full sprint without looking back once.
A fallen shoe was all that remained of him. Once that was dealt with and no more puny humans were messing with Hulk, he began to leave. To find some way out of this place. Wherever that Puny Banner brought him…
Several tranquilizer darts struck the Hulk's skin with a series of muted, metallic thuds, like tiny pebbles bouncing off a massive stone. To Hulk, these impacts were hardly more than brief, fleeting sensations. But they annoyed him very much. He turned to face the new humans, his anger rising. His feet crushed the fallen tranquilizer darts with ease. With a roar, he shoved the large cylindrical tanks in the factory out of the way, bending them in ways they weren’t meant to as he chased after the humans.
The soldiers shouted as they began retreating in full force. Hulk grabbed one of the humans who were too slow to fall back, holding him up by his helmet before smashing him into the factory’s floor. No signs of movement were present as he ran after the others, still shooting him, making him even madder. He leaped up, catching one of the humans by his torso as he was climbing up. The man writhed and struggled with all his being while caught in Hulk’s hand. Hulk put a stop to that by tossing him away, causing him to smash into an object. Sparks flew from the impact as the factory lit up.
The object that the soldier was tossed into turned the bottle factory’s conveyor system on. Bottles were now moving down the conveyor belt without any human supervision to ensure they went down the production line properly. The soldiers continued to fire their weapons at Hulk’s figure as another soldier caught by him wriggled with all of his strength. Hulk just tossed him away to get away from the humans, but they had another objective in mind.
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They followed him throughout the factory, continuing to spray bullet after bullet. Hulk started to speed up his pace, running through the bottling factory. Then, one of the men threw a grenade in Hulk’s path, letting off a bright flash of light and a painful explosion. Silence filled the factory after the explosion as the soldiers looked in the direction of where Hulk went.
A low, guttural growl reverberated through the factory, emerging from the obscurity like a beast lurking in the shadows. It was a sound of bubbling fury and unrestrained power. The soldiers strained their eyes, attempting to pierce the shroud of smoke and dust that obscured their vision.
Then, they saw it.
Emerging from the haze, a massive cylindrical tank, torn from its moorings, was thrown right toward them. The tank had been hidden by the explosion's blinding light and smoke. The revelation hit them like a thunderclap, and they had precious seconds to react. The Hulk roared in the background with enough force it seemed to shake the very foundations of the factory. Panic seized their hearts as they desperately scrambled to evade the path of the oncoming tankard, their shouts and cries merging with the Hulk's roar.
The soldiers ran for their lives in different directions from the incoming tank. One unlucky soldier didn’t manage to get out of the way in time. He ran to try and outspeed the object. The tank tore through the factory behind him. His heart was beating out of his chest. Those things weren’t supposed to be ripped off like that! Just up ahead, there was a split in his path. Not wanting to be crushed or run over by the tank, he leaped with all of his strength. Unfortunately, he wasn’t fast enough. When he was about to make it clear, his leg was snatched by the tankard, and he was dragged along behind the tank by the scruff of his pants while screaming in horrific pain.
The tank filled with the liquid of a soft drink exploded as it crashed into a wall. Hulk, thinking everything was done, began walking away. To find his way out of this place. Unfortunately for him, it seemed the humans didn’t want to leave him alone. Multiple tranquilizer darts were fired into his back. Hulk frowned as he turned with a flinch, using his arm to block the bullets. He turned to stare at the man, who continued firing bullets at him despite Hulk looking right at him.
A terrifying guttural growl escaped from Hulk’s growing rage. Hulk grabbed a forklift next to him. This was all British special-ops expert Emil Blonsky needed to see as he began booking it. Without a shred of hesitation, Hulk tossed the forklift at the human on the bridge, who already started running away. The bridge was broken in half, with the soldier struggling to pull himself up onto the other side.
With that annoyance out of the way, Hulk grabbed another heavy machinery, but this time, he used it to break the walls of the factory and help him escape from this place. Unaware of General Ross’s cry of frustration, Hulk used this chance to flee. With an earth-shaking leap, the Hulk propelled himself into the skies. His colossal form, a vibrant emerald against the backdrop of the world below, soared like an unstoppable force of nature. As he ascended, the air rippled around him, unable to resist the raw energy of his ascent. The sound of the wind rushing past him was a thunderous roar. The ground, once a world of dirt and stone, dwindled to a distant, insignificant blur beneath him.
The Hulk's muscles strained with an almost tangible determination, propelling him ever higher. His eyes, burning with a fierce intensity, scanned the horizon as he embarked on his journey to parts unknown. With every powerful bound, he carried himself further away until he landed somewhere where he could finally be alone. No one to hurt him. No one to bother him. All alone… by himself…
He landed next to a stream that flows gently through the green expanse. Its water was crystal clear, reflecting the lush trees all around Hulk. Hulk looked up to see a lot of water falling down from a big rock. These falls created a soothing sound of steady rushing water with a cool mist hanging in the air. Birds were singing their melodies, adding to the sounds. This peaceful corner of the rainforest seemed to be where nature thrives, and the river and its waterfalls bring life to this simple yet beautiful landscape.
Hulk sat and admired the view. Until he got sleepy, he wasn’t angry anymore, but that didn’t mean he wanted to go back inside Puny Banner… Hulk wanted to stay Hulk. Why did Puny Banner have to make him not free? Hulk could feel himself being chained and locked away. But before he could get angry, he was trapped once again.
[Transformation Resistance Skill Gained!]
Host: Hulk (Gamma Mutate)
Age: 3
Rank: Savage
Skills: Healing Factor F (0/10), Reactive Adaptation F (0/10), Gamma Radiation Manipulation F (0/10), Transformation Resistance F (0/10)
Unique Skills: Unlimited Strength F (0/10)
Equipment: None