Dr. Bryce Banner | H U L K (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
incrediblebanner) wrote2014-05-22 12:57 pm
incrediblebanner) wrote2014-05-22 12:57 pm
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For someone with a near-indestructible alter-ego, Bryce Banner is not as untouchable as some might think. She has a good protector, and she's hard to capture without massive amounts of collateral damage, but it's not impossible. It can even be done quietly, if planned right. The trick is to grab her when she's unconscious and somewhat vulnerable, such as after she's changed back from the Hulk. Of course, she's hardly ever alone for long then, but it's possible to create a distraction big enough that none of her team members will be able to reach her in time.
The trick is to sedate her when she's still unconscious. In the absence of physical harm, she won't know she's in danger. It's not easy to pull off, but when you're a general with a lot of pull who's taking back a stolen military project, you find the resources.
She doesn't know how long it takes for her to wake up enough to understand where she is. She remembers... vague sensations. Pain, nausea, confusion. At one point, she thought she saw Steve smiling at her encouragingly, but she's not sure if that was a dream, memory, or hallucination. She's strapped down so she can't move, and the Hulk is a dull roar in the back of her mind, angry but so far away.
It's hard to concentrate, take stock. There's a bandage on her arm. Blood sample, she thinks. There are patches of her skin that feel raw and scraped; skin samples, maybe. Her hip hurts; hard to tell why, especially when she can't twist her neck to look at it. Something wrong with one of her ankles - there's a bandage there, too.
"Not so safe with that team of yours as you thought."
She doesn't bother looking, knows that voice. "General Ross." She sounds awful, voice cracking like she hasn't had a drink of water in days.
"We're going to take you apart, Banner. Find out what makes that thing in you tick, and then we're going to make more. You won't be so unique then, SHIELD won't need you. What do you think will protect you then?"
She doesn't say anything. Doesn't need to.
He leans in and grabs hold of her jaw, forcing the angle of her head so she's looking at him. "My daughter won't even talk to me anymore, Banner."
"You did that, General, not me - "
He stabs something into her arm, hard. A needle. The pain quickly fades, goes back to the dull confusion while she slips away from consciousness. She thinks she sees Steve again before her vision gets too vague, trying to squeeze her hand, but it's not real. Just another hallucination.
The trick is to sedate her when she's still unconscious. In the absence of physical harm, she won't know she's in danger. It's not easy to pull off, but when you're a general with a lot of pull who's taking back a stolen military project, you find the resources.
She doesn't know how long it takes for her to wake up enough to understand where she is. She remembers... vague sensations. Pain, nausea, confusion. At one point, she thought she saw Steve smiling at her encouragingly, but she's not sure if that was a dream, memory, or hallucination. She's strapped down so she can't move, and the Hulk is a dull roar in the back of her mind, angry but so far away.
It's hard to concentrate, take stock. There's a bandage on her arm. Blood sample, she thinks. There are patches of her skin that feel raw and scraped; skin samples, maybe. Her hip hurts; hard to tell why, especially when she can't twist her neck to look at it. Something wrong with one of her ankles - there's a bandage there, too.
"Not so safe with that team of yours as you thought."
She doesn't bother looking, knows that voice. "General Ross." She sounds awful, voice cracking like she hasn't had a drink of water in days.
"We're going to take you apart, Banner. Find out what makes that thing in you tick, and then we're going to make more. You won't be so unique then, SHIELD won't need you. What do you think will protect you then?"
She doesn't say anything. Doesn't need to.
He leans in and grabs hold of her jaw, forcing the angle of her head so she's looking at him. "My daughter won't even talk to me anymore, Banner."
"You did that, General, not me - "
He stabs something into her arm, hard. A needle. The pain quickly fades, goes back to the dull confusion while she slips away from consciousness. She thinks she sees Steve again before her vision gets too vague, trying to squeeze her hand, but it's not real. Just another hallucination.