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#7

The alarms echoing through the tower were the first warning sign. It alerted the attention of all the robots and residents that reside here. "Bruce we need to get up!" I panicked, jumping into my suit and waking Jack. I ran through the building, followed by a stumbling, half asleep Bruce. Entering the lift, we were taken upstairs to find a fight between Captain America and a few robots. But these psychotic robots were not of Tony's creation. These were....different. There must be a interference from another. Nightmare stumbled in.

"Luke, do you recognize any of these guys?" I called out. He rushed to my side to see closer and be out of the line of fire.

"Babe I think they're the Shadow Masters robots!" He panicked, rubbing his tired eyes in disbelief.

"Did you just call her-" Bruce began

"Not now please" I laughed gently cutting him off. Jack joined me as I ran at one of the robots holding Steve down, taking off its head in a flash. That's when all hell broke loose.

A deafening shot was fired. Natasha narrowly avoided it. All this happening, watching his friends almost die.....Bruce couldn't control him.

Hulk was unleashed in the tower.

"Oh sh!t!" Luke panicked, narrowly dodging the hulks wild swiping. Hit after hit, the robot that I was pitted against was not going easy. Jaya stumbled and I fell, only to be pinned to the ground. As hulk violently yanked the robot off of me and threw it out the window, he must have mistaken me and grabbed me.

I didn't remember much after that

I remember being hurled from the window, crashing through the piercing glass, hurtling towards the concrete. That's when the world went black and cold.....how could Bruce have done this?

'Can I even trust him?'

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Trembling against the concrete, I faintly remember Tony ever so gently scooping me up in his arms, cradling me gently against his chest as he slowly flew back up to the tower. My suit was strong but....she wasn't responding from the height of the fall, and neither was I. Tony had me lying on his own bed, next to the best medical area in the facility. For now, he wanted me away from Bruce, just in case, it triggered some form of anxiety attack. He began an x-ray, and the results made him frown at the screen.

'Oh man, I'm in for something bad, aren't I?'

—Bruce's POV—

Everyone was silent as I sat up. Steve simply stared at a broken window, Nat lay unconscious and Luke was too afraid to get even a few centimeters away from me, trembling gently. "D-Did I h-h-hurt anyone?" I whispered nervously, my whole body shaking. Luke's eyes suddenly welled up and he dashed from the room. "L-Luke?" I called. Nothing but his running filled my ears.

"Any word on the little one?" Thor whispered to Steve as he entered.

"No....and Banner doesn't know yet" Steve whispered back.

"Little one? Hannah? Oh my god? Hannah! Where is she? Is she okay? Did a robot take her?" I questioned hysterically. I couldn't lose her. She was like my daughter and I loved her like my family. She is my family.

"Uh....Bruce" Steve began. I stared at him, my teary eyes pleading him.

"The Hulk.....he....he threw her out of the window.....we don't know if she survived yet...." Thor told me softly. I stopped breathing. My heart stopped. My brain stopped. I broke into uncontrollable sobbing.

"O-Oh my god!!! Oh m-my g-god!!!" I cried hysterically. I sprinted out of the room, crying so hard I could barely see where I was going. The lift opened and Tony caught me and wrapped his arms around me tightly.

"Bruce? Buddy? What's wrong?" He whispered calmly.

"I k-killed her!! Oh my god!!" I screamed, breaking down in his arms.

"Who, Hannah?"

"Yes!!!!!!!!"

"Bruce, she's upstairs, alive. She's doing alright...but I need you to check something out that I found" He reassured me. I stopped crying almost immediately with the relief that our girl was safe. He escorted me upstairs as she lay what seemed to be peaceful. As I got closer, I noticed her hitched breath, her covered in blood and bruises, her shoulder in a sling. Worst of all, as if she saw me coming, she was already in a panic before I had entered.

"S-Sweetheart?" I questioned. She didn't respond.

"Just sit here for a little while....she'll warm up," Tony told me. I sat beside her.

"I'm so sorry.....so so sorry" I sobbed.

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