The Gamma Grinch!

[demigod]

DISCLAIMER: The Hulk and all related Characters are the property of Marvel Comics Inc and are used without permission for entertainment purposes only.

First, a little statistical detail on the Hulk/Bruce Banner…(my stats for the story, not the official ones, which change so often)

Dr. Bruce Banner
Height: 5’10”<br>Weight: 130lbs (soaking wet)
Eyes: Brown
Hair: Brown
Intelligence: Genius
Skin: Caucasian
Skills: Bruce is a whiz and nuclear physics and an expert on many other things too.

Hulk
Height: - 9’6” Green Hulk
Weight: - 1500lbs Green Hulk
Eyes: - Green
Hair: - Greenish Black
Intelligence: - Sam Dingle level
Skin: Green

Powers (these are official too): -
Unlimited Superhuman Strength
Amazing resistance to injury, includes bullet-proof skin
Can leap several miles in a single bound.
Healing Ability (can regenerate wounds in an instant. Includes immunity to all terrestrial diseases including HIV and AIDS.)
Can see ghosts.
Is able to instinctively find his way back to the place of his “birth” from anywhere on Earth.
Deadly accurate when he throws things.

The Hulk Who Smashed Christmas

Part 1 – December 23rd 2004

When most people think of the grinch they think of Jim Carrey prancing about in some crazy make up, and while the grinch was pretty strong, he was a low grade weakling compared to this grinch. Christmas is a time of happiness and giving, but for Bruce Banner it was a time to hide a lie low, because for one day of the year he knew that the military actually wouldn’t be looking for him. But not this year…



The towering green form of the Hulk sped across the road; he was running fast, very fast. He had ran past the speeding Ferrari about a mile ago, now the Hulk was clocking close to 200mph but it was not fast enough, the Black Hawk helicopter was closing in on him, along with F-22’s whose engines the Hulk could hear thanks to a superhuman ear drum, and some longbow attack choppers began to machine gun him from above. In short, he was up against quite a force here. He looked back over his shoulder and made out General Ross sitting in the Black Hawk helicopter with headphones on, the Hulk looked ahead and scowled angrily. Hulk in his primitive brain had already figured out an escape route of sorts, he poured on the speed and began to run down the freeway faster and faster. Now he was near running flat out at about 280mph, still the choppers closed in on him.

Hulk kicked his legs and left the ground, he travelled miles down the freeway just above it, then he landed in a thud between the lanes of traffic he ran on ahead, his green hair blowing wildly as the wind rushed over his massive body he flicked his legs again, this time he went a little higher into the air. General Ross looked concerned.

“He’s about to go airborne” He called into his headphones.

Hulk landed back on the ground again and strained his legs one last time with a bit more speed, and then in one flowing simultaneous movement, he crunched down low travelling close to 300mph now, he uncoiled in one massive stomp of both feet and the Hulk propelled himself clean out of sight of the helicopters.

“Do you see the target Inferno 1?” Ross called into his headset.

“Affirmative General, I have the target in my sights.” The pilot called back.

“Get a lock on and destroy him.” Ross ordered.

Hulk soared through the air like a wingless bird, he could hear the jet engine behind him and then he felt a stinging in his back, the plane was machine gunning him in the back, the F-22 of course was using an M-21A gattling gun, which fired bullets at a rate and power beyond any other gun on the planet practically. Every bullet in fairness to the pilots shooting skills hit the Hulk, but every bullet just bounced off his toughened hide and fell to the floor. Hulk was becoming very very angry now.

“General sir, that is a negative, target is still alive.” The pilot called.

“Use your missiles, you must destroy him before he escapes! He is nearly at the d**ned channel tunnel!!!” Ross boomed, then turned to Major Talbot in the back of the chopper. “He already wrecked Paris, I’d like to avoid London going the same way if possible.”<br>
Hulk began to fall down to earth again he had lost his momentum now, he landed and immediately kicked out his legs again and back up he went from his aerial vantage point he could see the English Channel clearly. The last thing going through Banner’s mind before he changed was to reach the water, and so this is what the Hulk did, reach the water.

“I have a lock” the pilot called.

“FIRE!” Ross screamed into the radio.

The pilot pressed the trigger and, the missile screamed away toward the Hulk, the Hulk using his powerful muscles spun round in mid air and looked at the advancing object. He pulled back his arms hands wide apart, and then slammed them together in a clap with all his might, the shockwave emanated out and deflected the missile, the plane also spun drastically out of control. The Hulk landed and then took off again this time he plunged into the water and disappeared under it no doubt swimming as fast as a dolphin.

“Blast! We lost him, you better get on the horn to Downing Street, warn the Prime Minister that the Hulk is headed his way.” Ross said solemnly.

To be continued.

[demigod]

Part 2

Bruce hauled himself onto the shore and out the water, tired, exhausted, and freezing cold. In the water, the Hulk had calmed down upon reaching the shores of England and changed back. Bruce’s boxer shorts which had stretched to accommodate the Hulk’s additional bulk were torn rags and looked like something the housekeeper would use as a duster. They were also so badly stretched that he had to hold them up with his hand. He staggered up into the streets everybody stopped and stared at him, the scene was indescribable as Bruce, who was by now impervious to all their cold stares and mocking words.

Several miles away, the quaint little village called Emmerdale was getting ready for its little Christmas celebration. Inside the woolpack, the scene was one of definite humour and joy as Louise, Chastity, Diane and Bob, all watched Marlon teetering on the stool as he pinned the mistletoe into the ceiling.

“I thought for sure Marlon would be tall enough to reach the ceiling without the stool you know.” Bob added.

“I think it is more to do with his arms, he has short arms for such a lanky bloke.” Chastity added.

Marlon continued to wobble, on the stool as the others looked on.

“You know, maybe this might be a little easier if you all stopped staring at me.” Marlon hissed.

“That’s ok pet, we take our kicks where we can get them.” Diane laughed. “Besides, we all think you are doing an excellent job love.”<br>
“I’m glad somebody appreciates this, I’m a chef not a decorator.” Marlon objected.

Everybody knew the real reason why Marlon was miserable, this was his first Christmas without Trisha. They knew when to call a halt to their fun, the lanky chef had lost so much and gained so little, but one thing he did have was something to live for and something worth getting up in the morning, Donna; while this girl didn’t enjoy the greatest reputation in the world, she was nice enough, and both their eccentricities seemed to complement each other nicely.

“Hi Marlon.” She called happily. “Oooh Mistletoe, can I have first go underneath it?”<br>
“With me?” Marlon asked with friendly sarcastic innocence.

“Of course with you, who else?” She replied enthusiastically.

Marlon climbed down off the stool and the two of them kissed. The bar staff looked on at the happy chef. Then they all disappeared into the back.

“I think this is going to be the best Christmas party ever.” Diane stated confidently. “Nothing could possibly spoil it.”<br>
Lisa had been watching Zak for some time, the Dingle homestead was decked out in Christmas decorations and looked surprisingly festive for the otherwise sloppy family. He was in a surprisingly good mood and whenever that was the case that meant bad news for Lisa usually.

“And Just what exactly are you so happy about?” Lisa snapped.

“Cant a man be happy this time of year without his wife assuming that summits the matter?” Zak protested.

“Not when that man is called Zak Dingle. What have you been up to Zak?” Lisa demanded again.

“Lets just say I got a nice surprise for our Belle. One that I think she’s going to like very much” Zak said.

Lisa gave him that look, the one she always gave him when he said something that sounded like the truth but was never really very sure if it was the truth. But it seemed like a logical explanation and so she let the matter drop.

Bruce walked back into the street from the back alley way, the clothes he had found were stinking, they had belonged to a tramp, who was drunk to the point of not being able to move. So Bruce helped himself to the clothes, he felt a bit guilty, but then again that guy would have done the same thing to him given the chance. He looked around, London was a different cry to the American cities, it was more compact yet still just as anonymous, here he was nobody and that suited him down to the ground. Bruce was thinking about a lot of things, about how much he missed his wife Betty, about how his mother was killed right in front of him, and how he never got to see her again, it was all difficult to understand.

“I don’t care what you say Hilary, I have to go back there, our relationship is not working.”

The voice belonged to a dark haired woman wearing a hair band, and sporting a very smart looking suit.

“But Gloria, this is insane, why do you want to go?” Hilary protested. “I thought you and Eric were history.”

“We are, but I have to straighten things out with him, there are things that need to be said that cannot be said on the phone.” Gloria responded with authority. “Simple fact is Hilary, I am returning to Emmerdale, without you.”<br>
This caught Bruce’s attention, that name, that was where he wanted to go, he knew of a secret gamma research station there, where the British had years ago tried to make their own Gamma Bombs. There was some sophisticated gear there, and he knew this may be his chance, if Gamma radiation created the Hulk, then Gamma Radiation was the key to ridding him of the Hulk. That would be the greatest Christmas present he could have ever hoped for.

“Uh excuse me madam, I couldn’t help overhear that you mentioned Emmerdale.” Bruce interrupted.

“That’s right, what does this have to do with you?” She asked snappily.

“Well, I was hoping you could tell me how to get there please.” Bruce asked politely.

Gloria looked him over, he didn’t exactly look like a very clean well groomed man, and there was no way she could have recognised one of the most brilliant nuclear researchers on the planet looking the way he did.

“You are American aren’t you?” She asked.

“Yes.” Bruce replied keenly.

“Are you a Dingle by any chance?” Gloria asked.

“I wouldn’t be surprised, that family seem to get everywhere.” Hilary interrupted. “Dirty bunch of vagabonds the whole lot of them.”<br>
Bruce was confused, but Hilary’s outburst provided him with all the info that he needed.

“Yes I am a Dingle. But I really would be most obliged if you could please help me miss…?”<br>
“Gloria Weaver. As for getting there, I am going to a train right now, which will take me to Emmerdale, you are welcome to follow me, but please keep your distance, the smell…oh…”

Gloria walked off with Hilary in tow. He looked very unhappy about it all. Bruce was edging closer to try and listen in to their conversation, he wanted to try and hear everything he could to learn something, anything. They walked for a while till they finally reached the station. Hilary who was aware of Bruce listening in stopped and turned to face him.

“Is there a problem here?” Hilary asked turning round.

“No, I was just keeping up.” Bruce replied.

“Really?” Hilary said sarcastically. “Well, from now on why don’t you keep your distance?”

Hilary shoved Bruce, the small framed scientist fell on the floor, and there it came that all familiar thumping whenever he felt threatened, or provoked or angry, he turned and looked at Hilary. Bruce’s face was filled with anger, his eyes were glowing green, the Hulk was trying to come out. But there was no way Banner could allow that, if the Hulk came out everything would be ruined. Bruce with monumental effort and strain calmed himself and tried to remain focussed on his objective, he felt the thumping abate and he could feel himself calming. He rubbed his glowing green eyes and focussed again harder. Hilary seemed taken aback that such a scrawny looking man could be capable of inflicting aggression into his expression.

Hilary was spooked by Bruce, because at that very moment when Bruce took his hand away his eyes were their usual brown colour. Bruce had done it, he had restrained the Hulk.

“Well, thankyou for leading me here, I’ll leave you two at it and I shall board the train now, and if I don’t see you again thank you for your help Miss Weaver.” Bruce said.

He then took his leave.

“You know, that must have been the politest Dingle I have ever met.” Gloria said shocked. “I thought you were quite harsh with him Hilary…Hilary?”<br>
“What colour were his eyes when we first saw him?” Hilary asked.

Gloria looked at him confused.

“Brown, why?”<br>
“Because, I could have swore when he looked at me angry there they changed to a bright green.” Hilary said confused. “But then they turned brown again…”

Gloria rolled her eyes.

“Don’t be absurd, you need to take a break as badly as I do.” Gloria stated. “Goodbye Hilary.”<br>
Gloria then kissed him on the cheek and walked off to the ticket booth.

Later on the train, Bruce sat staring out the window, he wondered as he so often did when he was chasing that elusive cure, if this would be it, would he finally succeed in ridding himself of the Hulk. There was only one way to find out, reach Emmerdale and locate the secret facility there, only then could Bruce truly hope to have his question answered.

To be continued.

[demigod]

Part 3

The train arrived in Hotten and a tired and dirty Bruce Banner stepped off the platform, he had a quick look around, the town was nothing special, small, not very busy and somewhat basic in its layout. He left the station and followed the sign that led towards Emmerdale, he began the long walk that would carry him to his destination.

Viv Hope scurried about in her shop in a never ending track of backwards and forwards motion; she was not really doing anything, more like she was just pacing and barking out orders. Viv and Bob’s marital problems were really quite severe and she really did not need any complications. Emily Kirk could see her boss’s visible discomfort.

“Mrs Hope, why don’t you go upstairs and put your feet up, you been on the go all day.” Emily said.

Viv stopped in her tracks.

“I cant Emily, I got a business to run.” Viv snapped in her usual tones. “Besides, I got lots to do down here.”<br>
“Me, Dawn and Donna can cope just fine.” Emily said optimistically. “Besides you look a bit tired.”<br>
Viv stopped to think for a moment.

“Well, I have been under a lot of pressure recently.” Viv began as Emily looked on hopeful. “Ok then, you twisted me arm. But only if you are sure you can cope without me.”<br>
“Positive” Emily quickly replied.

Viv then just shrugged her shoulders and walked off, Donna made her way through into the post office from the Café.<br>
“Boy I am glad you got rid of her, she were beginning to do me head in.” Donna said relieved.

“Its not that Donna, its just your mum’s been under a lot of pressure recently and it cant be easy for her with things the way they are with Bob.” Emily replied. “I think between you and me, your mum isn’t bearing up as well as she appears to be.”<br>
Indeed she was not, upstairs Viv was sobbing her heart out realising both that she had lost Bob and that everybody could see how bothered she was about it.

Sadie and Robert had their arms wrapped round each other up at Home Farm, Sadie and her toyboy were kissing in the front room. They pulled apart.

“Not bad.” Sadie said coyly. “I hope you will be able to see me later tonight, Jimmy wont be about till later, Zoë wont be here either, we can have the place all to ourselves.”<br>
“That sounds good. I’ll have to check my diary first though, just to see if I have an opening.” Robert said confidently.

Sadie pulled away from Robert sharply, and she began to put her earrings back on.

“Don’t do clever Robert, it doesn’t suit you much.” She said scornfully.

Rob buttoned up his shirt, he had that cocky ear to ear grin on his face.

“Well, I’ll see you later then.” He said as he walked out of the room.

Bruce walked down the country lane, he was more tired now than he had ever been in his life, his feet felt like dead weights. The green of the Yorkshire countryside, it seemed to go on forever, it kept reminding him about the Hulk with every step he took. In the distance, Bruce heard an engine coming towards him, inside he felt the Hulk begin to stir ready to come out the minute Bruce lost his composure, but Bruce needn’t of worried, it was just Andy Sugden in his Land Rover Pick Up. Bruce made the hitchhikers sign with his hand, he wasn’t sure if Andy would stop, but he did. Daz wound down the window.

“Which way you headed?” Andy called from the driver’s seat.

“To Emmerdale.” Bruce replied.

“That’s where we are going, you want a lift?” Andy asked.

“Oh yes please, I would love one.” Bruce said gratuitously.

Daz opened the door and then budged up closer to Andy, Bruce climbed into the truck. He fastened his seatbelt.

“So who are you then?” Daz asked sharply.

“Doc…” Bruce paused. “Bruce Roberts, and you guys?”<br>
“I’m Andy and this is my brother Daz.” Andy replied.

“Pleased to meet you both.”<br>
“Are you American?” Daz asked.

“Daz!” Andy interjected.

Bruce smiled, for the first time in a while he was having a friendly conversation with someone who was not hell bent on his destruction.

“I am an American yes. I’m from Ohio originally, but I travelled since then.” Bruce replied. “Look, I hate to intrude on your hospitality, but you wouldn’t know of anywhere to stay do you?”

Andy shook his head.

“Cant think of anywhere, we did have a bed and breakfast in the village but that has been shut down for the time being.” Andy replied. “I have a room at my house, I been looking for a new lodger.”<br>
“You just picked me up kid, I could be anybody.” Bruce replied.

“You sure you aren’t Shadrach?” Daz asked sarcastically.

Andy tried his best not to laugh, but he couldn’t help but have a chuckle, and even though he had no idea what it was he was chuckling at, Bruce had a chuckle too.

“No, I don’t think so. But as far as your offer goes Andy, I cannot accept, I am afraid I am quite penniless.” Bruce replied glumly. “Although, are you a farmer by any chance?”<br>
“Yeah, why?” Andy replied.

Bruce rubbed his chin thoughtfully.

“I am prepared to work on your farm, I’ll do a days work and I don’t expect money, just my bed and my food, oh, and if you have some old clothes that would be appreciated. And if you want to give me a few ‘quid’ that will be gratefully received too.”<br>
Andy sighed in despair, this was a great offer yet he was uncertain about letting someone who bore an uncanny resemblance to a Dingle back into his midst’s.

“I don’t know.” Andy said indecisively.

“Oh go on Andy, you know we could use the help!” Daz protested.

Andy sighed again and looked at Daz, and then at Bruce, who stared hopefully at somewhere to rest his head.

“Oh go on then, I am desperate.” Andy said.

“I am very grateful for this Andy.”

Andy just nodded as the Land Rover headed back toward Andy’s farm.

General Ross paced back and forth in number 10 Downing street. He was growing impatient, very impatient. Thaddeus Ross did not like to be kept waiting, fortunately for everybody in Number 10, the Prime Minister arrived with his entourage. He walked up to General Ross and the two shook hands.

“General Ross, pleased to meet you, can you tell me what this is all about?” The Prime Minister asked.

“I certainly can sir; you have a problem, a 1500lb one at that. The Hulk, we have reason to believe that he is here somewhere in the UK and we are going to need your authority to deploy our forces to conduct and extensive search to find him and find him fast before he does any real damage.” Ross informed.

The Prime Minister seemed taken aback at this news, he had heard about the Hulk, everybody had, but to think that the Hulk was actually here, on British soil was extraordinary to comprehend.

“General, this cannot be, the Hulk is enormous, nobody has seen or heard anything that even resembles the Hulk. Are you sure you have this correct?”<br>
General Ross seemed annoyed almost that this man would dare to question his authority on the Hulk, Ross was THE expert on the Hulk and yet here he was being questioned, yet he remained calm and collected.

“With all due respect sir, the Hulk is only half the problem, you see, the Hulk is not the Hulk all the time. He can be as human as you and me, and then somebody does something to make him mad, and wham, he is an ordinary man that turns into the Hulk sir. Finding the Hulk is easy, its finding the man that is hard.” Ross stated.

“Who is the man?” The Prime Minister asked.

“A scientist, a Dr Bruce Banner.” Ross replied.

“Oh my goodness.” The PM said gobsmacked. “I thought he died in a gamma bomb explosion.”

“Between me and you sir” Ross sighed, “I wish he had.”<br>
Bruce had been out in the fields for some time doing his graft, he came walking back into the house, there was Andy and Daz sat down to dinner, Bruce pulled up a chair and joined them. He tucked into his dinner, it was just fish and chips, but it tasted nice and Bruce was quite hungry. All three sat in silence, even though Bruce started after Andy and Daz, he finished before they had.

“When were the last time you had something to eat?” Daz asked.

“Oh, I have managed to eat regularly, its just I am eating for two that’s all.” Bruce grinned.

Then he realised the folly of his ways, that was a suspicious thing to say, so he laughed.

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“Silly joke of mine…” He said dismissively.

“We are going to our local later on, you worked hard today, I were gonna buy you a pint.” Andy said.

“Oh that’s a kind offer, but I think I would like to go and take a walk about first, I was looking for a large sort of…stately home.” Bruce started.

“Home Farm” Daz replied quickly.

“That’s it.”

Andy looked suspicious.

“What do you want in Home Farm?” He asked.

“Oh nothing really, I just like to take photos of stately homes, it’s a hobby of mine. I always do it when I come to England.” Bruce replied.

Satisfied, Andy let the matter drop, but now Bruce realised, he had better tread carefully because his neck was really on the block, one false move and the game was up.

The other branches of the Sugden family were also sat down to their dinner as well. Robert seemed to be clock watching and playing with his food, indeed all he could think about was Sadie and getting up to Home Farm to see her. He stared at Katie and thought about what he was about to be doing later, again. For a moment he felt guilty, but then again he reasoned, what was so wrong about it? He and Katie were not married, and what he had with Sadie was just sex, nothing more. So he put it out of his head and resolved to not feel guilty.

“I’m going out tonight dad.” Rob started. “Not sure when I will be back.”<br>
Jack raised his eyebrow.

“Oh aye, and where are you off to?” Jack asked.

“Oh nowhere really, I were just going to see about a car.”

Jack looked shocked and leaned forward.

“Another car? You cannot be serious.” Jack said exasperated. “I don’t know whats going on here Rob, of late, all you seem bothered about is cars.”<br>
Jacks comments caught Rob uneasy and somewhat edgy.

“It is my livelihood you know.” Rob said fed up. “I’ll see you later.”<br>
Robert walked round and kissed Katie goodbye, he then collected his coat and walked out of the house sporting a very wide grin eagerly anticipating his time with Sadie.

Chastity stared over at Carl and Chloe from behind the bar. She still couldn’t believe that she had lost him, she wondered where and how it had all gone so wrong. Louise, who admittedly was not Chas’s biggest fan walked over with the idea of comforting her.

“This is probably a very silly question to ask but I don’t know what else to say really, but, are you ok?” Louise said with genuine concern in her voice.

Chastity turned to Louise, she seemed surprised that the blonde barmaid could be concerned about her.

“You know, its just that well, I cant believe that it all turned so wrong, I really thought Carl were the one for me you know.” Chas answered.

“I do, but you are better off without him you know Chas, he is a cheating love rat and well, he uses people, just wait and see. Once he has done with Chloe she will be out on her ear.” Louise said.

“You’re probably right, but it still hurts like.” Chas said.

Bruce was creeping silently up at Home Farm, it was dark and the mansion was deathly silent. Not a creature was stirring Bruce thought to himself. Considering he had lived a life on the run, you learn a few things here and there, so breaking and entering was a piece of cake for him, he managed to force one of the old windows open and crept into the house. Now, it was just a question of finding the secret entrance to the research facility that he knew was inside Home Farm. Question was where, Bruce was doing everything from memory, and those memories were of long ago.

“High time you got here, I don’t like to be kept waiting.”<br>
“Waiting is not one of my strong points either.”<br>
Sadie let Robert into Home Farm through the front door, as he got in, they began with the passion and they were kissing passionately, they turned out the lights and fumbled their way into the front room.

Jimmy sat staring at the clock in the office at King and Sons, it had been a long day and he was keen to return home, he simply was quite worn out and not only that, he was quite keen to try for a baby with Sadie again.

“Clock watching again James?” Matt asked in a mocking tone.

“No, I’m just a bit tired that’s all, I been working hard all day today.” Jimmy shot back.

Matt smirked again, Jimmy narrowed his stare at him. Knowing full well there was another glib remark about to come his way. But Matthew never got the chance because Tom emerged from the main office prompting a halt to the sibling rivalry that was just burgeoning.

“Right lads, I’m going home, I want to see Charity and catch a film. I’ll leave you two to finish up here.” Tom said.

He made his way out.

“Bye dad”<br>
“See you later.”<br>
Jimmy and Matt looked at each other and then both carried on with their work again.

Bruce was still fumbling in the dark at Home Farm, from what he could remember of the schematics he saw all those years ago, he was in the right general area, the front room he presumed. Thinking he was alone because all the lights were out and there was no sound he opened the door. Inside Sadie and Robert shot to their feet off the floor, Sadie turned on a table light. Both Sadie and Robert were in their underwear only.

“Oh my God!” Sadie exclaimed.

There stood before her was Bruce Banner small weak looking and thin, still clad in his farm overalls. Robert caught hold of Bruce and pulled him in and knocked him down onto the floor.

“I think you got some explaining to do pal!” Robert hissed at the frail looking man.

Jimmy still sat clock watching and tapping his pencil.

“Go on then, you may as well go, you aren’t much help here.” Matt said.

“Right then, I’ll see you tomorrow.” Jimmy said.

“I hope you will be READY to work tomorrow!” Matt called after Jimmy, but he had already darted out the door.

Bruce struggled on the floor as Rob had him pinned down. It was no good Bruce couldn’t get free.

“What are you some kind of pervert. Sneaking about in people’s houses! Who the hell are you anyway?” Rob shouted.

“I don’t know and I don’t care, I am calling the police.” Sadie said.

This really made Bruce nervous, he couldn’t afford an encounter with the police as that would mean an encounter with the army and he was close this time, he could feel it. He struggled with every ounce of muscle on his body, and was able to push Robert off enough to get onto his knees.

“NO!!” Bruce exclaimed.

But Robert was having none of it, he drew back his fist and punched the little scientist in the face hard, Bruce fell back down. Onto the floor.

“Kid…You’ve just made the big mistake…OF MAKING ME ANGRY!!!” Bruce yelled.

“Oh, I’m so scared.” Rob said sarcastically.

Bruce turned his head to face Robert Sugden, gone were the man’s brown eyes replaced by bright glowing green ones, then using a strength he should not have possessed the small little man pushed Robert off of him up into the air, Robert then knocked Sadie onto the sofa in front of the window in the living room.

“Oh God!” Sadie exclaimed.

Bruce was up now on his knees again, he was doubled over and there seemed to be a sort of low level rumbling coming from his body. Bruce’s skin had changed to a dim colour of green, he lifted his head up and stared at his tormentors, the face filled with rage and fury then his clothes began to tear and rip as muscle and extra bulk seemed to just appear out of nowhere. Now this thing, whatever it was, stood to its feet and the remnants of his clothes tore off his massive muscular body completely, except for a pair of boxer shorts which thankfully had stretched far enough to accommodate the extra body mass. Then the creatures struggling and writhing stopped and it breathed out a sigh almost. It was there large as life, literally, well over 9 foot tall, as wide as a double door and with grassy green skin all over its body, but worst of all it was looking in Sadie and Roberts direction, and it didn’t look happy.

“Oh my God that’s the Hulk!” Robert exclaimed.

To be continued.

[midlander]

Quite fun! Bet when The Hulk meets Cain Dingle he thinks he's come across a mirror! The prime minister can easily solve the crisis - set John Prescott on the Hulk! Looking foreward to the rest of it.