The Devil Made Him Do It

[lil_hulk]

The eight foot tall Hulk wandered the streets, not really knowing where it was. Its heavy footfall sometimes making things shake just a little. Most people and things gave it a wide berth. Those that didn't got growled at; then they gave it an entire sidewalk to itself.

It wasn't sure where it was going. It had just destroyed the building that had captured it. Or destroyed the building over the mad doctor's lab who had captured it. Either way, there was rubble behind the Hulk, on its shoulders, and in its hair.

It walked down the street, looking around. It was trying to figure out where it could go to have some peace. To get away from the doctor it had left behind in the rubble.

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[comic_awareness]

Bruce rattled off a general location and address, followed by the direction Jay was moving in.

[asgardian_angel]

He'd been thrown back a little bit, but Nicky was nothing if not persistent. He forced himself up, clutching his wrist, and took off into the air, flying perhaps not as gracefully as he usually did. The pain was not helping him stay sharp.

[the4thblackknight]

Marcus was beginning to notice a pattern. Every time Jay took off or attacked, he seemed to make an effort to do so away from him and Aether. Jay had always had an affinity for the flying horse. Maybe even in his enraged state, he could recognize Aether?

Marcus spurred the horse faster, trying to match pace with Jay. He needed to try and get Aether within Jay's line of sight.

[comic_awareness]

Bruce got on the comm. "I've got help on the way, gang. We need to stall him and keep him contained until she gets here."