48. Helicarrier.
We arrived at the bay and I could see an absolutely massive fucking helicarrier just floating there in the water.
People were running around getting ready for the first take off of the massive flying fortress.
Honestly it was pretty impressive.
If it couldn't be taken out by maybe 4 grenades blowing out the blades keeping it up.
Me and Barton make our way into the loading bay, and head for the command deck while I look around curiously.
"I sense some hostile intents in the ship." Hela's voice whispers into my ear.
"Yeah, there are traitors on the ship, not really my problem though until they try something funny." I say quietly.
"Would you like me to kill them master?" Hela asks.
"Nah it will probably cause some problems, can you mark them though and just take care of it at a later date?" I ask.
"I can."
"Perfect."
I didnt want to change certain things such as Loki bringing his little scepter into the ship, or him snatching the tesseract. Those two infinity stones are mine.
The mind stone, and the space stone. I honestly find those two as the most annoying of the set besides the reality stone.
Turning people against each other or running away like a coward. Either would annoy the shit out of me, or the reality stone working like the worlds most overpowered fucking illusions.
Power stone? like I give a shit. soul stone? who cares. You think I'll sacrifice anything precious to me for that fucking rock? Not happening.
As for the time stone? If I wanted it I could have taken it, bet your ass I'm not letting strange guard that thing though.
Pulling myself out of my thoughts we arrive at the main room and there are already a couple of people waiting there.
Captain America, Peter Parker, Black Widow, Tony Stark, Bruce Banner. No Thor though I think he comes later though, Hawkeye isn't mind controlled or anything so the story invasion isn't on us.
"YOU!" Stark suddenly shouts pointing at me.
"Meee!" I smile at the man.
"Thief! Give me back my company!" he shouts angrily.
"Ah, you mean my company. Someone has to take care of the Stark name since you drug it through the mud." I smile cheekily. "Although I can do you a favor buddy boy."
I wave my hand at him and he suddenly stiffens up.
Everyone watches as a long needle of metal exits out of his body through his chest.
"You still had shrapnel in your body." I say making the ball of metal into a ball the size of a large marble and dropping it into his hand.
"I know that! I was planning to get it out later." He says stubbornly before raising his shirt and looking at his chest only to see a small puncture wound. "Your ruined my shirt, I'm sending you the dry cleaning bill."
"Yeah I doubt you have the money to pay for your own dry cleaning now. Let me know when you auction your cars, I'm quite interested in them." I smirk at the man before walking over to Banner.
"Like hell I'll sell you my cars! Probably cant even drive them." He grumbles playing with the metal ball in his hand.
I just ignore him. "Mr.Banner correct?" I raise my hand towards the man.
"Yes. And you are?" He says nervously gripping my hand.
"Ryan Grim. I actually know all about your situation, fascinating. Splitting your mind and forming something like a god of anger in your own body. Neat." I say with a smile.
"Pardon?" He asks confused.
"Ah, well you see your mind is basically split Into two parts, one is the hulk and the other is yours, hes kind of like a childish version of yourself. Eventually you'll be able to combine your minds together, your mind his strength. One single person. Oh and there is no cure to it." I say calmly.
He looks gobsmacked. "How do you know all this?" He asked confused and sceptical.
"I have a friend who can see the future. Honestly your going about figuring it out the wrong way, it's not some kind of disease you can cure or just get rid of, it's part of your soul and mind. Its permanent. Maybe some meditation and trying to talk to the hulk. As a matter of fact." I grip his hand and suddenly the man starts to bulk up and grow shredding its clothes.
Everyone takes a step back in horror.
"Hello Hulk, my name is Ryan." I shake the massive green mans hand who looks confused. I pull out a massive choclate bar from my spatial ring and pass it over to him.
Hes busy looking around warily and highly curiously. However once he spots the chocolate bar he stops and grabs it before stuffing it into his mouth.
"Hes kind of like a big child, shame banner only calls him out in stressful situations so hes always on edge. If he let him out more often this problem would go away." I tell the group who have already freaked out and backed away.
"What the hell is that?" Stark asks hiding behind the table.
I make some massive clothes and pass them over to the hulk who is licking the choclate off his fingers.
"Hey buddy try these on I'm sure they are more comfortable than those tight clothes." I tell him.
He looks at the clothes curiously before tearing off the shreds he was wearing and leaving a massive naked ass hulk changing awkwardly into clothes.
It takes him a minute but hes got it.
Hes got on a hulk sized pair of sweats and a tshirt, as for the shoes those were fucked so he was barefoot.
A minute later Fury walked into the room and damn near had a heart attack seeing the hulk standing there.
"Can someone explain to me why the Hulk is out and reading a children's book about ducks?" Fury asks and everyone points to me. "I should have guessed this would be yours or Starks fault Grim."