//------------------------------// // Painful Truth // Story: The Incredible Hulk: Journey To Equestria // by GodDragonDevil //------------------------------// Pain. It is always the first thing that Banner feels when the transformation happens. His skin rips apart from the pressure his body is exerting to grow. His bones break as they rebuild themselves to be even stronger. His organs increase in size and his muscles tear apart as they prepare for the beast arrival. His veins burst as they too succumb to the transformation, his gamma irradiated blood cells grow several times their original size. It always hurt so much for Banner to transform, its one of the reasons he hates the Hulk. It is a feeling similar to that of dying, but instead of actually giving in to the pain, he gives in to an even greater emotion. Rage. He must have fallen several hundred feet. It didn't matter. The Hulk was in control now and as far as I know, Nothing can kill him. I still feel what he feels so, sees what he sees, hears what he hears. We share the same Body and Mind. I share his pain, his rage, his sadness. He is a misunderstood creature, he does not fight because he wants to. He fights because he has to. I feel the earth shake as the Hulk finally plants his feet into solid ground as we reach the bottom of the falls. He creates a small crater where he lands; debris of of rock and soil are flown about at his landing. Serveral other craters are formed due to the giant wolves. Some of them have pursued him even after the fall, though not all of them. I was indeed shocked at how their bodies were able to survive the impact, they were clearly stronger and more durable than we thought, but they were smaller in numbers now. What seemed like over a dozen of the gargantuan beast, there were now only about six of them in total. They were determined, hungry, but most of all, mad. GRAAAAAAHHH!!!!!!! The Hulk roared in pure rage at the group of timber wolves that surrounded him. They were nearly his size and rivaling the display of fury that he was showing. I could feel him, the Hulk for all of his power and rage, was thinking about how to kill the massive beasts, waiting to see who made the first move. It wasn't the Hulk. The first of the wolves charged and leapt at the Hulk from the front, not only were the creatures big but they were faster than given credit for. Teeth flaring and rage visible in his eyes, the beast made the move with the intent to kill on the first strike. The wolf had no idea how wrong it was. The Hulk quickly dodged by stepping to his side, just in time to watch the beast fly past his face. It came so close the Hulk could smell the flesh stained breath of the wolf, but he wasn't finished there. Just before the wolf completely passed the Hulk, as soon as his tail was pass his face, the Hulk reached behind him and grabbed it in midair. Using the momentum the beast created from the jump, the Hulk pulled the beast forward and slammed it back onto the ground in front of him. The sound of bones snapping and organs bursting was prevalent in the once quiet woods. The first of the attacking wolves was dead, a small, bloody crater was around the broken remains timber wolf. The second wolf saw the opportunity the first one presented. Taking advantage of the current distraction, and fueled by the rage needed to avenge his lost companion, this one charged the Hulk from the side. While this one was not as big as the first attacker, which was probably the eldest, it made up its lack of strength in speed. This one was able to get within feet of the Hulk before- HA!!! It wasn't fast enough. The Hulk, with one hand still on the shattered remains of the first wolf, brought up his other fist to meet the second wolves lower jaw. The result was an upper cut that instantly made the beast skull shatter and his brain eject. The impact was so powerful it resulted in a miniature shock wave which shook the trees and cracked the ground beneath them. The second wolves body was ejected out of the area from the result of the punch. GRAAAAHHHHH!!!! WHO'S NEXT!!!!!!! The fourth and fifth wolf learned from their dead brothers mistakes. They did not attack individually, this time, they would make it a team effort. They both positioned themselves at opposite sides of the Hulk. The Hulk's grip tightened around the tail of the dead wolf in front of him. He was expecting this, he has fought wolves before, never this big and strong, but he's fought them before. He knew how this fight was going to end. Tch...... Well.....I dont have all day. BRING IT!!!!!! The two beast, brimming with rage and hatred towards their enemy, charged the Hulk. Each one of them with their mind set on one thing, and one thing only; To Kill. The Hulk picked up the dead wolf by his tail, and swung it to the right, hitting the fourth wolf and sending both of the bodies crahsing into the trees by him.The fifth wolf on the other hand was able to get on the Hulks back and bring his massive fangs onto the Hulk's neck. Unfortunately for the beast, his teeth were no where near strong enough to pierce the Hulk's nearly unbreakable skin. You want to know how it feels to have a 2,000 pound, radioactive, pissed off man to come crashing down on you. It is deadly. The Hulk quickly, while the fifth Wolf was still on his back trying desperately to bite down, flopped down on his back. The wolf was instanly crushed under the massive weight from the Hulk's body. The fourth wolf soon burst out of the trees, apparently only stunned by the collosion of the other wolf. The Hulk while still on his back merely grinned in pleasure for what he was about to do. The wolf sprinted towards the Hulk and then jumped into the air, hoping to pin the Hulk down while he was still on his back. Stupid Wolf The wolf was only a couple of feet away from the Hulk when all of a sudden- Silence. The Hulk drove his foot into the monsters chest with incredible force. It did not even make a sound. It was so fast with so much strength behind it that the wolf had no time to register what happened. It was dead. The Hulk got up on his feet, leaving the fourth and fifth wolf to rot behind him. He turned around to find the sixth wolf and kill it. What he was facing completely suprised even the Hulk. Staring straight at the Hulk was indeed the final wolf, but there was something wrong. Instead of Hatred and Anger it should have displayed in front of the Hulk, it was showing a different emotion, something a predator should never show its prey. It was afraid. Upon further looking at it, Hulk realized that this wolf was really small compared to the rest. The ones Hulk killed were around his size, but this one was no taller than a humans waist. It was small almost- Its a young pup. Hulk never harmed a child before, reguardless of its race, species, or affilation to good or evil. The longer the Hulk stared into the eyes of the young wolf the more he began to see it. His eyes were filled with nothing but fear and despair. Its legs were shaking and it looked as if it was going to cry at any second. Hulk knew it didn't want to fight. It just wanted to live. Oh Luna~ Where are you my little sister~ Princess Celestia teased while playing one of her favorite games; Hide and Seek. She was more than grateful for the day off. She could not remember the last time she had spent some quality time with her younger sister. Sure it was several hours before her sister would normally be up, but she didn't mind spending a few hours with her sister when the opportunity was there. It seems like the majority of her life now was spent writing, reading, or attending to the needs of her loyal subjects. She never really had some time to herself, to just have some fun. Sometimes, she wishes she could just take a break once in a while. But never the less, she did not care about that now. All that concerned her was where her adorable, and ninja of a sister was hiding. "You can't hide forever Luna~ I'll find you sooner or later" She knew it could not be that hard. Could it? They both agreed that they would not use their magic or wings to aid them in their game. She then began to navigate through the halls in the beautiful and stunning interior of the Castle. It was a work of art really. Halls where the floors glimmered and shinned in the light of the sun, filled with columns that displayed intricate and complex artwork that has been so painstakingly carved into them. Such a sight would of made the Greek Ponies of the old time marvel at the work of art. The Castle windows only amplified the beauty of the hallways; sunlight shining through mixed with the various colors that each of the window art displayed. Below them were hundreds of paintings with a different story on each one. She looked at them while passing by; each of them telling the tales of the long forgotten. Celestia and Luna though, remembered each and every single event that was depicted on the paintings. It told stories of adventures from the time Celestia and Luna first found the Elements of Harmony, to the journey they made as fillies to the depths of Tartarus. Celestia never realized it but in these halls, their entire life was in the form of paintings. Well most of it, some stuff remained a secret that only the Alicorn Sisters would know. The paintings even depicted some of the sisters greatest triumphs, but also their greatest downfalls. She took a moment to pause and glance up at the first picture of one of their greatest foes, Discord. Never have they ever seeing a creature with such raw power; able to tap into the primal energy of the universe itself and bend reality at will with his thoughts alone. She remembered when he descended on their planet, a cruel and wicked grin on his face. With the snap of his figure he caused volcanoes to erupt, made it rain fire, created tsunamis, and shook the very planet to its core. He even, for his own amusement, literally turned off the sun with a lamp switch. If there was one thing more terrifying then his power or his childish attitude, it was the one statement he made to the sisters in their first fight. A distant memory resurfaced itself in Celestia's head. She remembered the three of them, her sister and discord, interlocked in a battle to determine the fate of their planet. She remembered seeing her sister, bloodied and battered, her wings bent in unnatural ways, face scarred and gash marks in her torso. Her hind leg was twisted and bone shattered. With cursed chains enchanted with the ability to dampen magic, she couldn't even heal herself, let alone move a single inch; even her horn was chipped and charred. Her sister wasn't in any better condition. Having struggling to keep up with the laughing maniac, she suffered internal bleeding and a few broken bones in ribs. She fired another blast of primal magic from her horn at the monster, only to have him effortlessly smack it away with nothing more then his serpent like tongue. The blast flew away, into the distance, ending in a bright flash and half a mountain missing. Her magic, for all its godly might, even with the ability to tap into the very stars themselves, was failing her. This was a losing fight, it was only a matter of time. DISCORD! WHY! WHY DO YOU DO THIS? WHY HAVE YOU COME AND CAUSE MY SUBJECTS PAIN AND SUFFERING! WHY IS EVERYTHING A BUCKING JOKE TO YOU! YOU FORCE MY LITTLE PONIES TO ABANDON THEIR HOMES, LIVE IN CAVES, TO STARVE AND WATCH THEIR FAMILY AND FRIENDS DIE! YOU HAVE SUBJECTED THEM TO TERROR AND FEAR! WHY CANT YOU JUST LEAVE US ALONE AND LET US LIVE. IN. PEACE!!!! Ever since the fight started, hes been doing nothing but cracking jokes and toying with them. He could of killed them in the first minute, ending all their efforts without so much as a forethought. No, instead this fight has dragged out to nearly an hour, with him flicking away and mocking every attack the Alicorn sisters threw at him. Something change though, his smirk disappeared, his grin sunk to a scowl, and his childish demeanor changed to that of a ancient and wise deity. It was a look that Celestia saw once, and would never forget. That's not how the universe works. I came to this planet not because I wanted to, but because I needed too. Everything you know, this entire universe, works on a system of checks and balances. I am here to instill anarchy and chaos because this place lacks it. There is no such thing as a utopia young Godling. Remember this and remember it well. Too much of something will always create the opposite. Even if I do one day disappear, others will take my place. Whether they be agents of destruction or acolytes of hope, there will always be a balancing factor. That's the way the universe works.