Marvel: The Enlightened One-Chapter 59: [] - Let the Hulk and the Abomination Grieve Too

Chapter 59: [59] - Let the Hulk and the Abomination Grieve Too

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A cold fury settled over Hawk’s features. His normally calm blue eyes now burned with the inferno of vengeance as the memories of that night—September 10th, 2009—resurfaced.

Gwen watched the inferno in his eyes, her own expression unreadable.

She didn’t seem surprised by his reaction.

In fact, she already knew. She had asked her father, George, for a small favor and found Anya’s name on the list of victims from the Hulk’s battle with the Abomination.

The photograph had been taken right after Hawk started at Midtown.

But Hawk had never once mentioned the girl in the picture. That silence led Gwen to suspect the worst. Combined with the undeniable family resemblance between Hawk and Anya...

She was a smart girl, and with a police captain for a father, finding the records had been tragically easy.

...

"Abomination is dead, Hawk."

Hawk didn’t answer.

He thought of the movies, where Abomination was still alive and well—even getting sprung from prison for some underground fight club. He hadn’t seen what came after, but if things followed the usual pattern, Abomination would eventually get a redemption arc.

If it weren’t for what had happened that night, he wouldn’t have cared. Redeemed, unredeemed—it was all the same to him. But now, the thought of it filled him with a visceral, gut-churning revulsion.

It was sickening. Utterly, fucking, sickening.

The fire in his gut churned, but he forced it down. He rubbed his face, erasing the rage, and when he looked back at Gwen, his expression was calm once more. "So, what’s up, Gwen?"

The inferno in his eyes was gone, as if it had never been there.

Gwen looked from the avenger of one second ago to the easygoing friend before her now, a flicker of worry in her eyes. But she could tell he was shutting the door on the topic, so she didn’t push.

She offered a small smile of her own. "The recruiters from NYU are at the school today. Mrs. Snow couldn’t reach you, so she called me."

"NYU?"

"Yeah." Gwen nodded. "Mrs. Snow said today’s the day you have to make a decision. We should go."

Hawk was about to agree, but his eyes fell on the golf bag he had left on the ground nearby. He looked back at Gwen. "You go ahead. I have a meeting. I’m selling something."

Gwen, who had already started to stand up, followed his gaze to the golf bag, then looked back at him.

Their eyes met.

Gwen’s smile was soft, understanding.

"Alright. I’ll wait for you by the trail, and we can walk back together."

"...Alright."

Hawk held her gaze for a moment longer, then nodded. He watched as she turned and walked back down the small, wooded path.

Only when she had disappeared from view did he let his gaze fall away, his eyes drawn back to the smiling face of his sister in the photograph on the headstone. For some reason, it seemed to him now that her smile was tinged with a hint of worry.

Hawk smiled faintly, as if speaking to her, or perhaps just to himself. "Don’t worry. I’ll be fine."

"And so will you... Wait for me—" 𝒻𝘳ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝒷𝘯ℴ𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝑐ℴ𝑚

"It won’t be long. I’m going to tear open the gates of Hell itself and bring you home."

After speaking the words, Hawk took a deep breath, exhaling the last of his turmoil. His expression settled back into its usual calm resolve. He got to his feet, hooked the golf bag with his foot, and caught it smoothly in his hand. He turned and walked away without looking back.

Abomination. The Hulk.

He wouldn’t spare either of them. And when he was done with them, he would find a way to get his sister back.

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After leaving the cemetery, he saw a woman standing a short distance away.

She had a wild, untamed grace, her blonde hair in an elegant chignon. Her ice-blue eyes seemed to dissect everything they saw, set in the face of a woman with a statuesque figure.

As he looked at her, she seemed to sense his gaze and turned.

A silent, instantaneous understanding passed between them.

Hawk gave a slight, almost imperceptible nod.

The woman’s eyes lit up, and she walked toward him, extending a hand as she approached. "Anna."

Hawk took her hand, feeling the calluses on her palm. "Hawk."

He released her hand and swung the golf bag from his back, setting it down in front of them. Under Anna’s watchful gaze, he unzipped it.

Anna’s eyes widened as she saw the five Chitauri energy weapons nestled inside, their power cells still glowing with a faint, eerie light.

She instinctively reached for one.

Hawk zipped the bag shut before her fingers could touch them.

"Money."

"One moment."

Anna didn’t miss a beat. She smiled, then pressed a hidden earpiece, murmuring a command in flawless French.

A minute later.

A tall, imposing man in a black suit and sunglasses appeared, pushing a 20-inch carry-on suitcase.

Anna held up a hand, stopping him from approaching. She walked to him, took the suitcase, dismissed him with a nod, and returned to Hawk. She pushed the case toward him. "One million."

Hawk took the suitcase with one hand while passing the golf bag to Anna with the other.

With a sharp click, he opened the case.

The sight of it—a million dollars in crisp, neatly stacked hundreds—was staggering. He’d been poor for so long that the sheer, physical reality of that much cash made his breath catch in his throat.

But he recovered quickly. He didn’t bother checking for counterfeit bills. He figured she wasn’t stupid enough to try and cheat someone who had a source for Chitauri weaponry.

Hawk snapped the case shut, stood up, and looked at Anna, who had just finished her own inspection.

"Well then..." Hawk spoke first, extending his hand again. "Pleasure doing business with you, Ms. Anna."

"And you, Mr. Hawk. And by the way, this makes us friends now, doesn’t it?"

"Sure." Hawk said, the word dripping with indifference.

Anna’s smile only widened. "Excellent. As a friend, I’ve prepared a little gift for you, I do hope you’ll like it."

"..."

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