Noey tossed and turned in her bed, caught in the throes of a vivid nightmare. In her mind, she rampaged through a city as the She-Hulk, causing chaos and destruction with every step. The fear and guilt weighed heavily on her, even in sleep. She awoke with a start, her heart pounding and her forehead slick with sweat. She sat up, running a hand through her hair as she tried to steady her breathing.
Determined to rid herself of the beast within, Noey devised a desperate plan. She stood in the middle of the lab, surrounded by the tools of her trade. Her resolve was unshakable as she prepared to subject herself to a lethal dose of gamma radiation. She believed it was the only way to eliminate the She-Hulk once and for all. She adjusted the machinery, her fingers trembling with a mix of fear and anticipation.
The moment arrived, and Noey activated the machine. She braced herself as the gamma radiation washed over her, sending her glasses skittering across the floor. The dosage was too high, and she soon realized her miscalculation. Pain wracked her body, and she struggled to remain conscious, gripping the arms of the test chair with all her might. Her eyes snapped open, glowing an unnatural green, as the transformation began.
Noey fought against the inevitable, but it was a battle she couldn't win. Her muscles expanded, her shirt tearing apart as her frame grew larger. Her jeans shredded as her skin turned a vibrant green. The pain was excruciating, and she let out a scream that morphed into a low, guttural growl. Her mind was slipping away, overtaken by the primal rage of the She-Hulk.
Within moments, Noey was gone, replaced by the Savage She-Hulk. Her mind was a blur of anger and confusion, unable to grasp the remnants of Noey's consciousness. She surveyed the chaos around her, fists clenching with the urge to destroy. The transformation was complete, and any semblance of humanity was buried beneath the green-skinned fury.
As the She-Hulk stood amidst the wreckage, a part of her recognized the consequences of her actions. But the anger was too overwhelming, drowning out any sense of regret. She turned towards the exit, each step heavy with newfound power. The night was hers, and whatever came next would be decided by the creature she had become.
