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Chapter Three: The Salvation of Paradise
The cloak was all to aware of who and what the Hulk was, as well as Hulkbusters, though on his world they had a different name for them. Pointless. Where it came from there was no stopping the Hulk, and the cloak doubted there ever would be. At best the 'Busters only served to slow it down. And if that's what they were here to do....try to stop the Hulk....the cloak was going to have to seriously consider asking to be reasigned.

It hovered noiselessly above the ground, formed into the shape of a man once more, following closely behind Victoria as she seemingly lead the way towards whatever their objective was. It wasn't until it's thoughts began to center on the unstoppable force of nature known as the Hulk that it began to wonder about the other forces of nature in the world. Back home, the Asgardians weren't the only gods known to walk the earth. There had been a few Olympians as well. Where were Hercules and Ares in the midsts of all this? Hermes and Apollo? Did they not exist in this world? Or had the Asgardians with the help of the Eye blocked them from the mortal realm?

It didn't matter really. Calling in another set of gods might only exchange one regime for another, and letting itself be distracted dwelling on such things would only leave it vulnerable to destruction. It had to stay focused on the task at hand. Of course if things did suddenly go sour, it wouldn't hesitate a moment to teleport the entire group a good half mile away.
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