That glass is supposed to be bulletproof, like .50 caliber stopping bulletproof, the interrogator tells himself as he watches blood pool from the warden's fresh head wound… He doesn't know what to do, his brain is caught between fight or flight as he hits the deck. A bemused Leader smirks through it all, enjoying the sudden power dynamic change. The interrogator prays, eyes locked on the emergency exit door, running through it several times in his mind, but still rooted in place under the table as more gunshots ring out closet. In a flash, a group of elite mercenaries armed to the teeth kick down the interrogation room door and flood in. They don't let the interrogator waste a second more of their air.

Bruce Banner doesn't know that hundreds of miles away his greatest adversary had just broken out of high security lockup. For the doctor it's just been any old day… He got a coffee with Betty at this new place downtown, and they along with his former student Rick Jones continued their research back at the lab. Their field of study? Gamma radiation and how to cure Banner of what lurks just below his skin, what lives deep in the back of his mind… the Hulk. It's been a slow, tedious process of trying everything but the kitchen sink on his mutated cells. Nothing, trial after trial and they're not even close.