Black rain pours from the heavens enveloping the city in a tar coloured mist. Abomination’s feet clench at the pavement below him and then release. A wave of dark death races through the Juggernaut sending him flailing. With unrighteous speed, Abomination turns on a dime and grasps The Thing by his stone throat crushing it into sand. Colossus’ strike upon Abomination’s backside is insignificant and is countered by an arcing elbow to the face.
Bruce Banner watches above in horror. Horror not at the raw destruction, but instead at the realization that the primal force below could just as easily be himself. That the destruct below could be him. Is him.
“No.”
Bone meets steel and steel evaporates and becomes one with the black fog.
“No.”
The indestructible, unstoppable is shattered, shredded and stopped.
“No.
The unimaginable strength of flesh swings and swings and swings until the mist is more sand, steel and blood than the water it once was.
“No. No. NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO.”
Banners screams are replaced with a deafening, deep roar. The animalistic challenge is returned from below. The Hulk dives to confront the call as Abomination leaps to meet it. Fist strikes fist neither crushing nor impacting simply creating noise. The music of death plays until the mess of destruction hits the earth cratering the pavement. The flurry of punches continues though without hesitation as the unslowed combatants enrage themselves more and more.
Abomination’s blood boils as the battle becomes a war. The Hulk rages. His soul no longer primal, nor animal, but instead pure inferno. A dark, all-consuming inferno that creates an unmeasurable power within what couldn’t have possibly ever been a man. The Hulk stomps. The Hulk smashes.
The Hulk becomes a man.
The Abomination becomes nothing.