Incredible Circumstances

Sitting in my office in Oscorp Tower, I look through the files that General Ross had given me on one Dr. Robert Bruce Banner, A.K.A. The Hulk.

Getting this file was really just for show, if I suddenly had information about the Avengers strongest member, people would get suspicious. Most of the information in this file is stuff I already know, but it was nice to have backup information just in case.

Setting the file down, I rub my eyes and sigh. Ross had already attacked Banner in Rio last week, that means that the

"Mr. Osborn?" I hear.

Turning to face the door of my office, Greer Nelson (or I should say Greer Grant now that she and her Husband had split because of her ability to change into a were cat at will.)stood at the door of my office, clipboard in hand.

"Yeah Ms. Grant?" I ask. Shortly after rescuing her and the others who were kidnapped and transformed into human animal hybrids, I had developed an experimental formula that gave the effected the ability to transform between their previous human forms and their hybrid forms at will. I was attempting to make the change more permanent, but right now that was the best I could do until I went through more of the Evolutionaries notes. The guy may have been a master geneticist, but he was incredibly unorganized, I had thought I found all of his notes, but I'm still finding things all throughout his old base. Anyway, after rescuing them, I gave them jobs at Oscorp doing various things. Mostly simple jobs, Receptionists, scientists if they were qualified, and if they were too young to actually work (The youngest girl was 13) I enrolled them into school and gave them homes. The only conditions I had was that they kept their hybrid forms a secret for their own safety.

Anyway, Greer became essentially the Pepper Potts of Oscorp. She scheduled meetings for me; she helped me run various projects, and much more. Honestly I'm not sure why I haven't hired someone before her, she cut my workload in half. In her human form she had lightly tanned skin, blue eyes,black hair, and a body of aa model. Right now she was dressed in a woman two piece suit and black high heels.

"The Atlas Armors are nearing their first stage of completion and they are about to enter the testing stage." She starts with as she fully enters the office and reads what is on her clipboard. "Also, Dr. Richards called and asked me to tell you to give him a call when you had a moment."

"Thank you Ms. Grant. Any word on the Hammer industries front?" I ask after giving her my thanks. Due to Oscorp taking over Starks weapon deals with the military, Justin Hammer and Hammer industries have slowly been losing both money and what little prestige they had. Due to the subpar craftsmanship on his technology, that wasn't much. Because of that I had slowly moved in and started buying stock in the company under different names, quickly becoming the main shareholder in the company itself. Not that Justin Hammer knows that yet, nor will he know that until the Stark Expo.

"it is a success, You now hold the majority of Hammer industries stock. In every sense of the word, you are now in charge of Hammer Industries."

"Perfect. Thank you Ms. Grant. I'm going to leave early today." I say as I get up from my desk. "I promised Harry I'd help him with his homework today."

She just smiled and left the room with a nod.

/

So maybe I was lying about helping Harry with his homework, instead of going back to the penthouse, I went to my new hideout.

It had been about two weeks since Ross came by and asked about the Hulk and about five days since the Hulk went on a rampage in Rio de Janeiro. Unfortunately the Atlas suit is nowhere near complete. Because the design is different from the official Oscorp version, I haven't been able to successfully finish wiring up all of the defensive measures into the suit. Once it is done I could probably take on Batman in the gadgets department, but right now quite a few issues are showing up. I still need to finish rewiring the HUD into the new helmet; I need to rework the power cells so they can hold more energy to power everything, and I need to rework the wiring so I won't fry myself when I use the upgraded electric joy buzzers built into the hands of the suit.

The Achilles Armor is meant as baseline armor, durable enough to take a punch from the Thing, but against the Hulk? No possible way. It would be like comparing Iron Man's Mark V suitcase suit in Iron Man 2 to his Mark VII suit during the battle with the Chitauri.

Very different in power, durability, and uses, but one is meant to take a heavier hit.

Sometimes I wish I had myself some Vibranium to work with…

BEEP BEEP

Flipping up my welding mask, I quickly look at the computer.

"Shit." I mumble as I pull up video footage of Harlem. There charging through the street was Abomination.

Running over to my Achilles Armor, I quickly suit up and hop on my glider. Hopefully I can distract him enough for Hulk to get a few good hits in.

/

Flying through Harlem, it doesn't take long before I found the trail of destruction to the two Hulking behemoths.

Hulk and Blonski were fighting lie there was no tomorrow, they slammed into each other, fists pounding into each other and trying to get the better hit.

It was brutal.

Activating the machine guns in my Glider, I quickly get their attention.

RATATATATATA

Hulk roars at me and covers his eyes, Blonski on the other hand…

He throws a truck at me.

"Shit." I mumble as I leap off my glider over the vehicle, the truck slamming into my glider and knocking it back, trapping it under the wreckage.

Landing in a crouch similar to Spider-Man, I start attacking the rampaging Abomination.

Hulk just looks at me a moment before continuing his attack on Blonski, apparently I wasn't worth his time.

Between me and Banner, Hulk was slowly being driven back, Hulk would grapple with him while I would distract him. I used everything in my arsenal against him, I tried electrifying him, I tried punching him, I tried clawing at him, almost nothing worked enough to do any damage, and at best I was mildly inconveniencing him. That said, it was enough to split his attention between us and that made the difference.

Jumping onto his back, I grabbed onto his protruding spine and try to electrify him again.

"Huh. That tickles." He laughs as he knocks me from my perch and Backhands me into and through several of the Harlem apartments.

At first, I didn't feel the pain. I think it was because the pain receptors in my nervous system was in shock that someone could hit that hard, but within the span of a second, the pain reared its head. If I didn't have my armor on, I am positive I would have ended up like Blonski after getting kicked by Hulk at the College Campus. Instead I only had half my ribs shattered, my sternum broken, my pelvis was probable cracked and I am shocked that my mask is still in one piece.

Getting up from the now overturned couch I landed on, I groan in pain. I must have flown through over a dozen walls. Getting up from the couch, I stagger to my feet, barely standing and notice a Shotgun pointed straight at me.

"Who the hell are you?" The man says. Looking around, I see that I had interrupted their dinner. The room I was in seemed homey, with pictures on the walls of the man his wife and son. The man was African American man with a beard and mustache, but no hair on his head. He was broad shouldered, about 6'2" and looked like he could hold his own in a fight. His wife on the other hand was small, not unhealthily so, but still small. She was about 5'3" and looked Latino, Maybe Puerto Rican? But by the look in her eyes, I can tell that if I made any move towards them, it wouldn't be the gun I needed to worry about. Their son had his mothers eyes and his dad rounded, but sharp features, and he was hiding behind both of them, barely peeking out behind his moms skirt.

"I said, Who the Hell are you? Answer me and I might not blow your head off." The father said as he cocked the gun.

"Come here Miles. Let's get you to bed." I hear the mom say to the now christened Miles.

"I go by Goblin, there are two incredibly powerful beings rampaging through Harlem. I was fighting them when one threw me through several buildings. I need you and your Family to get somewhere safe until this blows over. If you don't believe me, turn on the news." As I say this, I press a few buttons on by wrist, summoning my glider to me.

Hoping they take my warning to heart,(And very glad that my healing factor is as strong as it is) I jump back out of the hole in their wall and land on my (Thankfully) still working glider.

"Damnit, How can I lose two people that damn big?" I wonder as I fly through Harlem. My chest aching as I feel a rib shift.

There they are, in an old construction site that had been turned into a camp for homeless people. Out of the corner of my eyes, I could see Spider-Man corralling everyone out of the destroyed buildings and burning cars. He must have got here after I was thrown into the building.

Blonski had just knocked the Helicopter with Ross to the ground and was standing on top of it. Hulk was bruised and beaten, but not down yet.

"BLONSKI!" I yell at them, my bones and muscles protesting as I yell.

"What?" He growls as he turns and looks at me.

"Catch." I grin as I leap off my glider, pressing a button on my wrist, blades come out of the front, just like what killed Norman. Rocketing at full speed, the Glider slams into Blonski, stabbing into him and even knocking him off the Helicopter. Hulk immediately uses this to his advantage and starts using my glider as a weapon, ripping it out, crushing it so he can hold it easier, and stabbing it back in. Again and again and again.

I on the other hand, quickly grab Betty and the General. Unfortunately no one else survived the crash. Pulling them away a safe distance from the Helicopter that was about to explode, I start heading back into the fight as Blonski had somehow knocked Hulk off and was slowly healing from his stab wounds.

"HULK! Throw it at him!" I yell. Hulk just looks at me before throwing my damaged glider at the mutated Captain. I'm just glad Hulk didn't damage my backup plan in case the stabbing didn't work.

Blonski looked up at the Glider coming at him just in time for me to press another button on my wrist, one that would cause the Glider to explode in a mess of concrete like foam.

You may be wondering, "Mess of concrete foam? What the heck?" If you have seen the Hulk movie (The one before the Incredible Hulk) then you may remember that one of the weapons used against the Hulk was concrete foam. I simply recreated it with a bit of help from Spider-Man and his web fluid.

Once the foam exploded around Blonski, it essentially froze him in place, the only thing not covered by it was his head.

Hulk walked up to the trapped Ex-Soldier and simply stood there a moment, before roaring at him in his face.

I limp over to the wounded Hulk and look up at his face.

"Hulk. Thank you. You saved a lot of people today." Pulling a device from my belt, I hand it to him. "This is a communicator. If you or Banner needs my help, call me."

"Little green man…. Want to help Hulk?" Huh… this one can talk? That makes life easier.

"Yes, I do. Now get going big guy. Before Ross tries to get you again." I say while gesturing for him to shoo.

"Little Green Man Hulks friend…" he mumbles before jumping away, much faster than we could follow.

"Yeah big guy…" I mumble before turning to Ross, Blonksi, and Betty.

"You let him escape." Ross says. There was no anger or hate anymore, more like resigned indifference.

"I doubt I could have stopped him." I reply before a hiss of pain caused me to clutch my side. Note to self. Get better armor made ASAP.

"Who are you?" Betty asks as Ross studies me.

"I'm the Goblin." I say as I walk over to the Abomination, Betty and the General simply following me. The Military should be here soon, which means I need to clear out before they do, that said, I feel like I could pass out right now.

Turning on Comms, I call Fury.

"Fury? Captain Emil Blonksi has been neutralized. Can I get an extraction team to pick him up? I'd suggest bringing enough Tranquilizers to kill a herd of elephants so he won't escape." As I say this, I scrape off some of Blonski's blood into a vial I pulled from my belt before hiding it from .

"Done. They will meet you at your location. Do you need Medical attention?"

"Probably." I say as I summon my spare glider from my hideout. If I'm right then it should show up while they are putting Blonski in storage. I don't trust SHIELD to not try to take my blood and try to recreate the serum or take Blonski's blood from me.

"Don't leave the area, there are some questions we need to ask you."

"I'll stay till our big ugly friend gets loaded up. After that, no promises."

"Deal"

/

"Shit…" I groan as I peel my armor off. My entire chest is one big bruise, and it hurts like hell. The only reason I'm even capable of walking is due to my armor, otherwise I would probably be crawling my way home.

Right now I was sitting on one of the (New Oscorp) medical beds in the base.

"Wow. He put a number on you didn't he?" Next to be, crouched on the second medical bed was Spider-Man, his mask setting beside him on the bed. His suit had been enhanced by Oscorp and our combined genius. Using the Adamantine from Oscorp, we were able to develop a sort of mesh weave that looked like spandex, but was strong enough to take a normal bullet. It wasn't thick enough to defend against the harder stuff, but normally he is fast enough to avoid it anyway. Though it looked like spandex, it was much more technologically advanced than his regular suit. His lenses were connected to the NYPD police scanners allowing him to swing to the rescue at a moments notice. Not to mention the thermal vision and zoom in functions I had added in as well.

Taking my helmet off, I hiss as even that jostles a few of my injuries.

"No shit Sherlock." I say as I finish taking off my armor. The Armor itself is trash, the entire chest piece had been dented in and the technological pieces had been completely crushed. It had only been because I had set my wrist mounted controls to a separate power supply that I had been able to control my glider to trap Abomination like that. Who knows what would have happened if that hadn't happened.

Raising his hands defensively, he smirks a little at my words. Even then though, I can tell he is a least a little concerned at my state. No normal human could have survived that. Hell, any normal person probably wouldn't be actively fighting him to get hit in the first place.

"How are you going to explain this to Harry?" He asks, suddenly getting serious while gesturing towards my rather obvious wounds.

"I'll just tell him I was driving through Harlem when it happened and got into an accident." I reply having already thought up a cover story for anyone who asks.

Getting up, I take off the top piece of the Unstable molecule suit, wincing all the way. Looking in the mirror, I finally get to see how much damage I had.

Yep… one big bruise. Ignoring that though, I don't look too bad. The bruise itself seemed to be slowly healing as well.

Gingerly walking back to the table, I pick up the vial of Blonski's blood. Maybe I can figure out how to cure him? Or maybe find a way to dilute it and make me stronger? I nearly died today… there Is no way that will happen again. I need to become better, stronger, more powerful if I am going to survive here…

"Hey Pete?"

"Yeah?" he asks as I put the sample of blood into my main computer.

"I need a sparring partner, you in?"

He just grins at me in response.

"Definitely."