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Manhattan melee. | HAMMER Mission- Avengers + Hulk

Eros sat on the rooftop of the Tower much as he had the night he’d spoken to Steve about joining with H.A.M.M.E.R., except this time in uniform. He’d had to fix it – his molecular manipulation skills were quite poor, but he was still able to do some tailoring with them. Some Eternals could completely change their outfit in the blink of an eye. Funny that he’d never developed that skill given his lifestyle – then again he wasn’t too big on hiding who he was: his ‘superhero costume’ was simply a Titanian outfit, the one designated to him when he came of age and was linked with his obvious avatar, the fox.

Unlike then, tonight was warm, but he still sat with his arms wrapped around his knees as he looked over the horizon. Things weren’t the same as they were a few weeks ago, though they weren’t any more or less complicated, but after talking to Sam and Genis, and the frustrating fight with Betsy, the alien felt less confident in his decisions. But he’d have to stick with the choices he’d made, even if it meant having to convince otherwise hesitant friends in order to … save them from the wrath of their own government.

He was mid-sigh when he felt a buzzing – emergency comm from the earpiece in his pocket, and he immediately put it on, hearing Shae calmly explain a very bad situation and who was up for it. The Hulk was rampaging. Rampaging – not about to, not just that Bruce had transformed. Oh, Bruce … why, why, why? Bruce was one of the most powerful humans in existence, having pretty much contained about half of the entire Chitauri fleet that had gotten past the cosmic portal. Eros had wanted to try to convince him to join, but Bruce had been impossible to find. And now here he was, rampaging in the streets of New York like how he had tried so hard not to, proving the citizenry right about him. Or at least it seemed that way.

Eros wondered what had made Bruce lose control.

The empath had managed to use his powers in the past to subdue the Hulk without violence, but it had taken a lot out of him and the Big Guy hadn’t been too mad at the time. Still, he knew that his abilities and their success in the past meant that he had to go. Now, as opposed to then, Eros could not promise that Bruce wouldn’t be locked up in that cell made just for him. That had been a large part of how he’d stopped the Hulk before – that he could honestly say Bruce would be safe, free, and trusted. But H.A.M.M.E.R. was not as forgiving as S.H.I.E.L.D. – and Bruce was … he was no longer an Avenger.

“Starfox here. I’ll be onsite in few seconds,” he answered as he leapt off of the roof and bolted in the sky with a glowing blue trail behind him indicating he’d bolstered his graviton manipulation with cosmic power. True to his word, he was there almost instantly: Eternals were fast, and Eros was one of the fastest Eternals. “Good thing I wasn’t part of the race,” he joked to Dragonfly and Iron Man, very glad to be the first one so that he could observe what was happening before anyone instantly became violent.

Besides the Hulk, of course. He’d seen Banner Hulk out, but he’d never seen anything like this. “Just want you two to know, I’ve managed to calm him down before – but I’m not sure that he’ll respond the same—shit, we’re gonna have to do damage control,” he said as he darted to catch a lamppost that went flying through the air with a deafening roar, his nonchalance obviously gone based on the fact that he actually swore.

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He’d lost sight of Daken. That was the foremost thought on The Hulk’s mind as he made his way through the streets, still seeking out the mutant that had disappeared into the night almost as soon as the green beast had made its appearance. But that was alright. It was forgivable. Nearly, anyways. Somehow, the scientist had managed to retain some control over his counterpart during the change, and they’d been able to pursue the mutant for a few blocks…. Then the police had shown up, and had immediately opened fire. That was when Banner’s grip had slipped entirely, and The Hulk had decided that the best way to make people leave him alone was to start throwing cars.

His arm continued to ache, rapidly healing due to the Hulk’s curious genetic makeup, but blood still dripped down his shoulder from where Daken’s claws had ripped through Bruce’s muscle and bone. His left arm swung rather limply by his side, though the fingers twitched occasionally, like the massive legs of a bug, not quite dead yet, and simply itching for the moment when it had gathered enough strength to move properly.

There was a sudden flash of light as Eros landed not too far away, and with an irritated roar, The Hulk snatched up a nearby lamppost and threw it in the Eternal’s general direction. He recognized the Titan instantly, and instinctively knew that more would be on the way. He took a thundering step towards Eros, sending more civilians and police alike scrambling to get out of his path, and, reaching out with his right hand, picked up an abandoned SUV. He hurled the vehicle at Eros with a roar, and reached out again for something else to throw. He would not let this little strange man get anywhere near enough for his powers to take effect. He would not be calmed. He would find Daken and rip him in half, and if that meant he had to crush the little flying pest to do it, then so be it.

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In the radio silence between coordinates and communication Tony was able to think, to try to plan. All he could do is think of what he had been briefed on, how could he let things get like this? And what had happened to Bruce to make him…well…lose it? Where did he go from here? Alex’s voice came through the noise, the mechanic shook his head and answered her in a playful tone as if he hadn’t been thinking so deeply at all; “Doubt it.”

His body leaned to the left, threading between buildings, flying was effortless now. There was a constant sound like the streamline of an airplane and the HUD zeroed in on the route. Although it wasn’t very hard to tell where the Hulk had already been. The streets looked like they had been driven up, rubble piled where there should have been sidewalk. Cars perched on top of the caches and light posts were hung up in telephone wires or otherwise about to topple.

Amid all of it was the big green guy and another Avenger that the engineer recognized as the Titan. What was his name? Er-….It was kind of difficult to remember things, having your brained toyed with like a harddrive. But Tony could associate him with memories of trying to save the Titan’s world. From the looks of the car flying through the air, Hulk seemed to have the upper hand.

He almost wished that he hadn’t beat Dragonfly here first. When he could remember fighting the other guy’s outbursts, it had always ended badly for Bruce. The only resolution they could find was to lock him up in a cage. Tony didn’t agree with it, though it was usually the first thing he proposed…there was just no other way to resolve it. The Hulk wasn’t exactly the easiest to talk to, and it was impossible to convince him to be docile.

Iron Man wasn’t exactly equipped for extreme violence either. However he did rush past Eros to intercept the mid-size SUV headed straight for him. The weight of it shook his armor and he met it with enough force to make a good sized dent. Even if the Titian could have fought it off, he liked to make an entrance.

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Agent Wiley’s voice cut through Steve’s train of thought like a knife. All thoughts of doubt and guilt pushed to the back of his mind as Steve straightened up from polishing his shield, listening intently. This was something he could understand. This didn’t require clever manipulation, or espionage. This was a mission with a clear objective, and Steve was going to see it through to the end.

Steve strapped his shield onto his back as he left the room, walking with a purpose. There was no time to contemplate why Bruce had lost control, and no time to argue the ethics. The Hulk was a danger to everyone in his path. His tone was commanding and firm as he pressed his earpiece to radio in after his teammates. “Captain America here. ETA 10 minutes. Tony, Eros, hold the perimeter until Dragonfly and I arrive. Keeping civilians safe is top priority right now. Keep the Hulk as contained as possible.” The captain nodded to the HAMMER agents in the company garage as he swung his leg over the leather seat of his custom Harley-Davidson. The real deal Captain America bike. Coulson had personally had it refurbished and returned to him. On the cue of the agents, Steve revved the engine, and hurtled out of the garage onto the street,

The trail of wreckage was easy to follow, he hardly needed to consult Wiley’s coordinates,This was bad. Steve screeched to a halt beside the remaining NYPD forces. “Sir, you need to focus your men on evacuating the area, and keeping civilians clear of the fight. Shooting at him will only make things worse.” Although the Avenger’s public image was somewhat pathetic, when Captain America tells you something, you do it. The police chief instantly began issuing orders, and Steve was on the scene within minutes, dodging a Sedan as it crashed onto the asphalt. Tires squealing, he slammed on the breaks, and leaped backwards off the bike, letting it crash on its side and skid to a halt a good 20 feet away.

Steve landed with a thud, and jumped to his feet, watching a lamp post fly past Eros. “Avengers we are on the defensive, making him angrier is the last thing we want. We need to Central Park, and keep him there. It won’t be crowded at this time of day, and there’s less potential collateral damage. We’re on the defensive here team, we need to get Eros close enough to calm him down, and diffuse the situation!”

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Genis woke screaming tormented by the nightmares that now followed him into the real world. Images flashing into his mind of screaming, destruction, hundreds dead and so so much green. He pulled himself out of the damp mess of sheets that he’d been sleeping in grabbing the first hooded top he could find to throw onto himself. He’d felt this a million times before, it was his cosmic awareness warning him of some great tragedy about to happen. He knew what he had to do, as much as it brought him agonising pain, Genis had to focus on the visions trying desperately to find something in it that he could use as a reference point, then he would know where to go.

The Chrystler building, Genis could see it in the skyline beyond the destruction. It was in New York, that was good the hero didn’t have to travel far and he could get there fast. Saturn worried when she saw her master climb down into the living room holding a hand to the side of his head and groaning like he was suffering from a bullet wound. That was exactly what it felt like at times, a bullet lodged in the back of his head and as much as he tried to pull it out or drink away the pain, it always hurt.

He knew what he had to do though and that was stop whatever was about to happen, only having to think about it and his costume was on, he flew up out of the skylight and then with a boom and crackle he roared off in the direction of the destruction.

Nightmares can come true, he thought when he got there, whatever had caused the destruction was already far away from where it had started so Genis got to looking for a trail of destruction, he found one and followed it. Not before screaming at a group of officers who stood in the middle of thee street speechless and looking without hope. “What the hell are you doing standing there, get to the civilians you idiots!”

Eros’s being there didn’t surprise him, how he got there first did, but then again Genis had gone back to check on civilians before finding the jolly-green-giant, there was another with him, then another in Red,White and Blue join them. He felt a little simple in his black and white number, should I go back to Captain Marvel, but that question was for another day. Right now he had to take out the monster. If the fellow Eternal wasn’t there he would have just charged at the creature guns a blazin’, but he trusted Eros instinct and flew up alongside his uncle.

"So it’s all on you, Uncle" he jokes, stationing beside him while he listened to Red,White and Blue. Wait …. that was …. no it couldn’t be. Captain America! No, Genis, be cool, lives in danger, millions in property damage, gotta be cool gotta be cool. But, holy fuck, it’s Captain America.