𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚂𝚎𝚌𝚛𝚎𝚝 𝚂𝚘𝚕𝚍𝚒𝚎𝚛 || ℕ𝚊𝚝𝚊𝚜𝚑𝚊 ℝ𝚘𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚘𝚏𝚏

Chapter 6: Invisible Shapes

I was thrown out a window and landed in the lower equipment room. I let out a throaty groan when my body made contact with the floor of the room. I looked to my left and saw Banner on the floor and Natasha next to him on her stomach and her left leg stuck under a pipe. 

"Fuck," I cursed under my breath as I got up and approached her. 

"We're okay," she said into her coms. "I'm okay. We're okay, right?" she asked as she looked at me.

"Yeah, yeah, Romanoff we're okay," I told her. I looked behind me and saw Bruce grip the floor in frustration and anger. When I realized what was happening I spoke, "Oh fuck. Uh, Brucey you got to fight it," I told him as I lifted the pole off of Natasha's leg. 

"Bruce, This is just what Loki wants. We're gonna be okay. Listen to me," Natasha said in a soft slightly trembling voice as I helped her get on her feet. I looked behind me and saw two S.H.E.I.L.D. agents come in and ask if we're hurt. 

I quickly waved them off, "Go, it's dangerous." I quietly told them. I looked back and wrapped my arm around Natasha's waist and took her arm and wrapped it around my shoulder as she tried to calm down Bruce.

"We're gonna be okay. All right? I swear on my life, I will get you out of this. You will walk away, and never ever-" Natasha said right before she was cut off by Banner.

"Your life?" He threatened with a growl. He turned to us just as another explosion hit the carrier. The lights went out and he transformed into The Hulk. Oh fuck. 

"Bruce," Natasha pleaded she stepped forward.

"Nu-uh lady we gotta go," I said as I stopped her and picked her up bridal style. I ran up the stairs with her in my arms and the Hulk following quickly behind. I looked back just as he ripped the stairs off. I ran quickly down the corridors as he tried to get us from underneath by ripping off sections of the flooring.

"You think you can run?" I asked Natasha who was still in my hands as I ran. 

"Yeah," she responded so I stopped for a second and quickly put her down.

"All right then run!" I exclaimed as the Hulk caught up and growled.

She ran further down the corridor and I followed after her with Hulk right on my tail crashing into things and roaring. I was now running a little behind Natasha's side. When the Hulk got closer Natasha fired at a liquid nitrogen pipe that hit him in the face. I looked back to check the damage. When I turned my head I was met with the big angry grape. He slapped me away into a wall making me drop harshly onto the ground. 

"L/N!" I heard Natasha yell.

"Go!" I shouted at her before looking at the giant. "Bit rude now?" I sarcastically asked as he approached me. "Hey, hey now can't we talk about this?" I asked as I backed up with fear evident in my eyes. He raised his hand to attack again but before he was able to strike he was tackled by a person into the next room. "Oh thank God," I said as I caught my breath and got up off the floor. I groaned and rushed into the room where the Hulk was knocked into. There was Thor and the Hulk fighting with people behind them running away. 

"We are not your enemies, Banner. Try to think," Thor said as he held up the Hulk's fist to keep it from crushing him. The Hulk just punched Thor which sent him flying across the room into a few empty cases. 

"Hey hey, Bruce come on man, your good we're good. We're not trying to hurt you," I said as I hesitantly approached him. When I was at his side I put a hand on his arm but he just flung me away making me land on my butt. 

"Not fuckin cool," I said to myself as I got up and groaned. 

Thor got up and called for his hammer. Right, when the Hulk was about to attack him his hammer came and he hit him straight in the head knocking him into a jet. When the Hulk got up and ripped off the jet's wing and threw it at Thor but Thor was able to dodge it. Thor threw his hammer at the Hulk and he was able to catch it but not hold it. The hammer dragged Banner back on his back. He tried to lift his hand but failed he let out a huff of frustration. When that was done I looked around the room for Natasha.