“People love the Hulk! They like when he smashes things.” Bruce spoke to himself while gathering his reagents.
“I am the genius scientist and no one notices me.” He waved his hands in the air.
“Not anymore. I am sick of being the faceless alternative. I need to show the world who I really am. They need to appreciate me for me, not the Hulk! Tony saw the real genius in me. He encouraged my scientific appetite. He did not just care about the Hulk, like everyone else. And now, with Tony gone, there is nobody left for Bruce. Not even Natasha.” Bruce hung his head low.
The computer beeped, signaling that it was ready for the experiment.
Bruce gathered his wits. “I am sick of the Hulk’s tantrums. What does he know of the pain I go through every time I turn green? My skin, my muscles, my bones tear themselves apart to create the beast. All he does is smash, that brainless muscle dump!” Bruce was angry for a long time.
“Not anymore!” he repeated, louder this time.
“After today, I will be the sole owner of this body”, he said, raising a vial containing a blue serum.
He locked the doors to the lab, set the table to his height, and pressed a few buttons on the computer. The machine attached to the computer came to life. It made a churning sound, gaining all the power needed to emit radiation. Bruce attached the vial to an injection gun. He turned the levers on the machine and positioned himself on the table. He fastened his legs and his torso to the table.
“Goodbye Hulk”, he said with a grin and injected the serum in his arm. The machine emitted lasers onto Bruce and everything went white!
Hulk woke up with a gasp, sweating. He looked around and saw himself in his bedroom. “Just a dream” he reassured himself. “Just a dream”!
