Marvel: Born in Fire!

There were limits to everything, some sort of breaking point. As a scientist, Bruce Banner knew that fact very well. He had demonstrated the breaking points of many materials throughout his many... adventures as Hulk. But as he looked down at his hand, holding a broken piece of the armrest of his chair with blood running down around it, he had to admit that he was rather surprised that he had seemingly yet to truly find the limit of his anger.

"How nostalgic." He couldn't help but mutter with a dark smile while Kala looked at him with worry in his eyes that looked so much like his mother's. "I'm not sure how many years it's been since I was this angry and not green."

"So your gift is really gone?"

"Not entirely gone, more like out of juice and unable to replenish it at the moment." Bruce said with a sigh before looking at his son with a frown. "And it's not exactly something I would call a 'gift' anyway. It's always been more like a curse."

"The barren lands of Sakaar that was given life from your blood would likely argue against that."

"And a fat load of good that's now with the whole planet down in Galactus's gullet." Bruce said with a snort as he tried to push his anger down.

Surfer... how could he have lead the cosmic entity to Sakaar while knowing that Hulk was intending to build a new life there. Was this truly his destiny, to be betrayed by everyone he once called a friend?

"...people of Sakaar were fools, especially when it came to their belief in the legends of Sakaarson and Worldbreaker, but they did get one thing right; even if unknowingly." Kala said before turning to Bruce with an intense look in his eyes. "One can be a savior or a destroyer and what will decide that is what people deserve."

"What are you trying to say?"

"I read throughout the reports about Hulk. Every time you actually hurt someone who did not deserve it, something or someone was messing with your head; leading to people turning on you without a second thought." Bruce could feel the anger in Kala's voice. "Make no mistake father, your curse is not your powers; it's the people of this world."

"...you shouldn't say that, you might end up making me start my villain arc." Bruce said with a chuckle, using the words he had heard Spider-Man use a few times. "Don't you know that I am considered to be a strong enough to be a danger to everyone in the world if I went evil?"

"Not my problem. You're family, the rest of the world isn't." And that was that, Kala looked very proud of himself for his deduction. So proud that he seemed to be glowing with pride, which finally made Bruce lose control and start to laugh.

The pain from the news about Sakaar hadn't disappeared, and they never would.

But for a moment, just for a single moment, it felt like everything was fine.

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"You want me to what?"

"To come with me. There are certain... things that I need to do so I can't just stay here. So I was thinking that you and your brother might want to accompany me. Who knows, I might even be able to make use of some of my experience as Hulk and give a good advice or two." He said with a smile and I had to admit, a part of me really wanted to accept.

Yet I couldn't just say yes. It might not have been the plan but I had gotten rather attached to the X-Men and leaving them right after we had declared war on Osborn and his weird haircut felt really irresponsible.

And that was without mentioning Skaar's own enmity against our father. Just leaving him here would be...

"I'll come with you." Wait wha?

My head snapped to the side as I looked at the small form of Skaar with wide eyes. He was going? With no prompting from me? Who was this and what had he done to my adorable anti-social brother?!

"If I go with you, Kala will know where you are any time. So he can just follow us with portals if we need him."

"Your training with Strange has come that far? That's impressive."

"That's not the point!" I snapped before looking at Skaar. "Are... are you really sure about this? Noriko and Santo will be sad if you're gone." I said, still surprised how easily my lil bro had made friends with the other kids.

"I know but... this is something that I have to do." He said with a sigh before turning to our father. "I don't like you." And then started speaking with his usual Sakaaran grace. "I don't understand why Kala is so insistent in me getting to know you or why our mother loved you so much. But they both love you anyway and I will get to know you and decide whether they are right to do so or not." And then he started to grow, his skin turning grayish green and his muscles bulging as he towered over our father.

"And if they are wrong, I will make my displeasure known. The Sakaaran way."

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