Hulk, Lady Thor, Miss America
Clash in New York : Part One The improvised bat made contact, the strength of the girl knocking him down the road and into the ground. Picking himself up he barely noticed that the others had stopped shooting at him. He looked at the girl and let loose a roar, turning to the left he grabbed the back of a car and threw it towards the girl. Before jumping and following through with a punch. Why wouldn’t they leave him alone?!
Flying car? Easy. America bounded upwards as the vehicle rushed towards her before dropping downwards in a sudden burst of speed, kicking it violently. Her strength instantly grounded the car part, with the newly formed pile of scrap plummeting downwards. She gave a short smile at her handiwork, although the sight of an incoming green fist wiped it from her face as quickly as it had form.
Luckily she had managed to get her hands up in time or honestly her face would have probably resembled a pile of jell-o for the rest of her life. Saying the punch had hurt was an understatement with America having to hold in her screams of pain as she rocketed back towards the ground. As she struggled to pull herself out of the second Chavez-sized hole she had made today, a thought cross her mind. Well more of a memory than a thought. The green giant over here had anger issues and bad ones at that!
He wasn’t the only one though.
“Stand down, Hulk!” she screamed, wiping her forehead of some sweat.
Hulk turned to face her again, and he was ready to jump when she stood up, and without hesitation… shouted at him. Just shouted at him. He stopped in his tracks, almost in a double take. He obviously wasn’t entirely sure how to react to the shouting, though then it just angered him more. After all whoever she was she had hit him first, she had been the one to stop him getting away. If it wasn’t for her, he’d be away already.
It was during this double take that the rational part of his brain kicked in a bit more, shaking his head he realized that he still had to get away. He looked over to see the military pulling back, a strange man in green walking amongst them. He doubted this new girl would let him get away though. She would chase him, and hit him. He growled slightly before raising his arms in the air, for a moment it looked like he may say something.
However he slammed both his arms into the ground, shaking the street as cracks spread out towards where she was standing, the intention for it to knock her down or cause her to fall into the cracks, not that he was really thinking on that level.
Regardless it worked. America found herself once again thrown onto the floor, with her barely managing to remain stable on the now collapsing road. Reacting quickly, she kicked off from the ground and found air once more, hovering above the street.
“Fine Chico.” She grimaced as she clenched her fists. “Now it’s personal.”
The young girl shot forward, her arms directed in front of her. Moving like a bullet, she rocketed towards the Hulk, gaining momentum quickly until…
Slam.
The girl got up again, flying (Literally) straight at him. However he braced himself for the impact, one leg forward one back. She slammed into him, he slid back slightly one of his heels digging into the pavement slightly however it probably didn’t have the desired effect. He grabbed her around the waist, then threw her up into the sky roaring/Screaming as he did so.
Tarene lifted Mjølnir up in the air and it sparked with lightning, electric energy building up, she felt it course through her, the ends of her hair fanning out with static, her eyes briefly flashed a blinding silvery-blue shade, the pupils and whites of her eyes disappearing for a moment in the bright silvery glow and then she swung the hammer to face the Hulk, holding it steady in her grasp, the lightning shooting out towards the beast, she let out a shriek, like rolling thunder. She'd charged up enough electricity to stun the Hulk, but it was unlikely to be fatal or even leave any significant damage given the size of the beast, after all, shooting him with a fatal charge was dangerous to the civilians nearby, should they get caught in the blast. She hoped she'd charged up just enough to get the Hulks attention, or stagger him somewhat at the very least maybe she'd caught his attention enough to stop him tearing up the city.
Dwight stared at the spectacle, dumbfounded, jammed in the doorway of the cafe with other humans who were half cowering, half pushing forward to see what was happening. He'd never seen a real Asgardian warrior in action, even though she had no armour, it was an impressive sight. He was too dumbstruck to call out for her, to warn her to step away and not take on the monster, she'd been a relatively normal woman in all the time he'd known her, it was easy to forget that she possessed the power of Thor and was not a normal human.
The blue light came out of nowhere, originally Hulk recoiled against it. However then, despite being supercharged with his skin and healing factor it was no different than a static shock. Turning to face the cafe he let out another roar. Where were all these people coming from? What did they want? He picked up part of the wrecked car, and swinging around in a clockwise turn he cast it towards the woman with the hammer.
As the car went soaring towards her, and the café behind her he began breaking into a run after the car, against the beam of electricity screaming/roaring as he did so.
Tarene braced herself, legs bent at the knees, she swung Mjolnir, aiming for the car, she needed to get it out of the way before it crashed into the cafe and harmed someone. Dwight saw his life flash before his eyes, and maybe fainted just a little, but with one mean swing, Tarene bounced the car out of the way, it crashed among the mounting pile of rubble from Hulk’s rampage. She knew she needed to get the green beast away from here, there were too many people, it was too dangerous. Her mind raced, then it occurred to her, one way to move the beast, throw him.
“Hey! You big green vegetable monster thing!!! FETCH!” she yelled, chucking Mjolnir towards the Hulk. Clearly her taunts could use some work, human language had some great insults, she just hadn’t learned many yet.
Mid jump she threw her hammer at him, while shouting something that didn’t really make sense. Moving his arm to grab it, instead of it changing direction and going with him he changed direction and went with it. He went careering down the street, bouncing off the ground and leaving Hulk sized dents in the road. When the hammer landed he tried lifting it, but he couldn’t.
Why couldn’t he lift it? He grabbed it with both arms pulling as hard as he could, the ground beneath him beginning to crack. He let out a roar down the street as he got even madder before he instead just grabbed a chunk of pavement and hurled it toward the women who threw it.
She smirked as the Hulk tried, and failed, to make the hammer budge even a fraction of an inch. She let him struggle with it for a few moments, at least while he was occupied with that, he wasn’t tearing the city upTarene’s eyes widened at the monster suddenly chucking the freaking ground at her. “Oh Gods” she gasped, ducking down as the pavement and dirt flew over her head, narrowly missing her.
“Peak-a-boo!”
Having taken the last minute to recover from her last confrontation with the beast, America subsequently hovered above the conflict as she returned to the street, her eyes widening at the sight of the new player in the game. America eyed the hammer wielding woman up and down as she attempted to fend off against the Hulk’s attack. The woman was adamant, America had to give her that. Attractive too. That was when her eyes focused on the hammer she was holding. The markings. Was that… Mjolnir?
A smile crept across America’s face. Thor was a woman! Nice.
Moving quickly, she dropped down onto the beast’s back, wrapping her legs around his overly large body. Before “Big Mean and Green” had any time to react she spread her arms wide before slamming them together. Right into the Hulk’s ears.
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