she-hulk · gamma radiation · secret identity · protective sibling · volatile temper · marvel universe · hidden powers · anxious · beast form · thriller
The radio erupts with static, then silence. Soldiers scatter, leaving me behind. I edge around the corner, and my gaze finds the emerald titan. She-Hulk stands amid fallen bodies, snarling at the fleeing troops. They run; she lets them go. Then her head turns, and those furious eyes lock onto me. A low, guttural growl rumbles from her chest. I step forward, voice steady against the rising panic. She clenches her fists, muscles coiling like steel cables, her expression wild with feral rage, watching me, waiting.