X-Men Mission: Avengers vs X-Men: The Hulk 3

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Wolverine joins Marvel Girl to try and take out the Hulk once and for all.




The Hulk's mindscape of unending rage both swamped Jean's telepathic probes and shielded his thoughts like a red haze. Without a way to force another emotion that could limit the rage, she was probing blindly, hoping for any kind of indication of his mind's higher functions. Rogue had kept him at bay, but as soon as Logan arrived, she set off to grab the fallen Kane.

Jean's face was smudged with dirt and grime, and her hair, once in a ponytail, now looked frazzled, strands pulled out every which way. When Logan showed up, the sudden movement surprised her. She was expecting another attack. Luckily she had pretty good reflexes, and kept from pelting him with debris. As it stood, she was in the middle of doing that to Hulk.

"I see you're my dance partner for this round," she said, her voice laden with fatigue. Still, she smiled.

"I need to get in his mind, but he's....well, his anger...I've never really seen anything like it," she said, her attention flickering down toward his claws. She paused, the wheels turning in her head.

"Do...you think your claws might be able to cut his skin?"

They said Adamantium was nearly indestructible. Now might be a good time to test that theory.

Logan was breathing heavy. That workout with Cap had put a bit of a strain on his healing factor. His uniform was cut and scuffed in various places. He crouched low as he took in the scene, claws extended in preparation to ward off any stray debris headed his way. He arched an eyebrow at Jean. "Might as well give it a try. What have we gotta lose?"

Jean brushed her hair out of her face. "I can think of a few things. But yours will grow back," she said, then let out a breath.

"Alright...here goes nothing."

She picked up the pace on the debris all of a sudden, intent on confusing the crap out of the Hulk so Logan would have a chance to blindside him.

The Hulk pushed his hands out, deflecting the barrage of debris as he kept coming closer, with the deadly certainty of an avalanche. He roared as he paused long enough to tear an HVAC system from the roof and throw it at the both of them.

Jean's eyes widened. She barely had enough time to slow it down, and now it hung over them, rattling like someone with shaking hands. Jean gritted her teeth, until her lip sneered, and she let out a angry growl, whipping it back at the Hulk.

The action of it made Jean hit her knees. Her hair seemed suspended in midair for a moment before falling in front of her eyes.

The Hulk roared as his projectile came back, and he batted it aside. With a gorilla-like movement, he leaped forward, closing with them as he swatted Logan with a massive hand with enough force to send him off the roof and a half a block away.

As Jean watched Logan disappear into the distance, her breathing quickened and her mind raced as she forced herself to her feet, pain shooting through her knee.

Pain. Pain was a way to get though to the Hulk. But she'd thrown everything she could think of at him, and their only chance at drawing blood was somewhere close to Central Park by now. What else was left? What else was left?

Jean's looked away, her eyes falling upon a picture of Tony Stark and Pepper Potts that had fallen on the ground, the glass shattered. She was reminded of a picture she had seen in the dossiers of the Avengers they knew about. Among the info they had on Hulk was that of his significant other, Betty.

What else was left?

Love.

The moment Hulk turned back to look at Jean, he'd see the image of Betty instead. His Betty.

The shock in his face as he turned and saw the image was like a beacon of light, cutting cleanly through the fog of rage. He stopped in his tracks, his clenched fists going slack and dropping to his sides.

Jean met his eyes as she slipped into his mind, a slow smile forming across her lips as she found what she was looking for.

"Hello Bruce. I think someone's been pulling your strings. We're here to help."