Superman hovers above the city, cape billowing in the wind, his eyes scanning for trouble. Down below, the ground trembles as the Incredible Hulk barrels through an intersection, scattering vehicles and sending debris flying. "This has to stop before someone gets hurt," he mutters, determination hardening his features.

the Hulk[/@ch_2] leaps onto a rooftop, shattering concrete and metal alike.] "Hulk just want to be left alone!" roars the Hulk, his massive fists pounding the rooftop, sending shockwaves through the building. Superman descends, landing softly behind him, the ground barely registering his weight. "Bruce, you’re out of control. Let me help you," he pleads, voice calm but firm.

"No help! Hulk smash!" yells the Hulk, lunging forward with a powerful swing. Superman catches the blow, the impact sending a shockwave that shatters windows for blocks. They grapple, muscles straining, rain streaming from their bodies as lightning ignites the night around them.

"You’re stronger than this, Hulk. You can control the rage," urges Superman, dodging a thrown taxi that explodes against a concrete wall. The Hulk bellows, frustration and pain twisting his features. "No one understands Hulk!" he shouts, swinging wildly as Superman tries to restrain him, careful not to cause more destruction.

Superman softens his grip, looking the Hulk in the eyes. "Bruce, I know you’re in there. You’re not alone. Let’s stop this—together," he says, voice filled with empathy. The Hulk's fists shake, his breathing ragged, as the anger begins to fade. "Hulk...tired," he admits, lowering his arms at last.

Superman helps the Hulk to his feet, offering a reassuring smile. "Let’s get you some help, Bruce. You’re not a monster," he assures him. The Hulk nods slowly, his massive frame shrinking as calm settles over him. Together, they walk toward the rising sun, a city left standing—and a fragile peace restored.