Chapter 38

                                    

                                          
The Hulk was mad. It knew it was being toyed with and it knew that whatever this man was he couldn't beat it and he was mad about it. He jumped over buildings and ran through others to find his target and when he finally did there was a white snake-man like person dragging themselves out of a hole. The Hulk took advantage of the situation and landed beside his target, punching all his strength even though the fire surrounding their being hurt. As soon as he did so the snake-man crumbled to the floor in what seemed like relief and The Hulk huffed and gave it little thought. 
"Weak." He grumbled before stomping off after Percy. 
Weak. Weak. Is that really all that other's saw me? Johnathan thought as he lay there on the ground. His entire body hurt despite it's newfound power and every breath hurt but all he could think about was that single word: 'weak' that's all he was. He was weak. 
He'd fought his way through high-school, got into a decent college with scholarships in football and he was called 'weak'. He'd suffered through so many injuries and powered through so many people only to be called weak in the end? He had to wait a long time and go through a lot of training for that job at the museum only to be called weak in the end?
What was it all worth in the end? All his suffering was for nothing? 
You want power do you not? A strange voice echoed in his head bringing him back to reality for a moment. What was that? Another figment of his imagination? 
Do you want power or not? It was that voice again, it was speaking directly to his mind, to his very being it that was even possible and Johnathan looked up weakly seeing a figure all in white standing before him. 
"I can help you reach unimaginable heights of power." The being said, "But, it comes with a price. Do you accept?" A black gloved hand appeared from under the white pant's pockets the being wore and reached out towards him. It was at this moment that Johnathan decided something; Whatever it took he would prove that he wasn't weak, he would prove that he was strong and any price necessary for that was worth it. 
He took their hand. 
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Percy was seriously getting tired of this. Every time he was in the middle of a conversation, or in the middle of something enjoyable this big ass green man punched his way into it. 
He stood up and dusted himself off before taking a moment to look around. All of the buildings he'd been sent through had crumbled and turned into rubble and by the looks of the others surrounding him Percy didn't think they'd fare much better in the upcoming fights. He just hoped that all of the mortals had been evacuated to a safer area a long time ago. 
A dot appeared in the sky for a moment and Percy just raised a hand, blocking the giant green fist from connecting with his face. He pushed it to the side and looked The Hulk in the eyes, "I'm getting irritated by you constantly interrupting me." He said and pushed. 
The Hulk went flying back the way he'd come, flattening several cars and crashing into a small shop. He shook his head and stood up to rip out one of the shelves when he caught sight of a person cowering behind the counter. It gave Percy enough time to appear, grab the green giant's arm and throw him back out the front and into the other building. Percy looked over at the cowering woman and pointed to the back a flash of dark purple energy flashing from his finger and sending the door flying off into the wall beyond. 
"Get out of here, and avoid the main streets." He said before walking out, not bothering to see if they'd followed his suggestion. 
The Hulk was just tearing himself from the building across the way when a giant sword appearing at the neck caused him to freeze. Suddenly four decently large, deep cuts appeared in the biceps and quads and The Hulk dropped to the ground screaming from the sudden pain.