Not far away, cameras aboard helicopters captured the scene and broadcast it live across major nighttime TV networks. Countless viewers sitting before their televisions held their breath as the same thought arose in their minds: Was there really no one who could defeat this green behemoth?
Meanwhile, at the White House, the Department of Defense, S.H.I.E.L.D... powerful figures sat behind the scenes, watching the chaos unfold. Nick Fury, stationed by the Potomac River, frowned deeply. He had not expected that even Iron Man and the Fantastic Four would be unable to stop that monster.
So far, Hulk was the greatest threat S.H.I.E.L.D. had faced. Unless the World Security Council ordered a nuclear strike to level New York, who could make this green behemoth stop and cease its reckless rampage?
"Sir, the White House spokesperson is calling. The president is demanding to know whether we can handle this serious incident, whether S.H.I.E.L.D. still has any reason to exist... whether the shield meant to protect the United States and defend against enemies is truly strong enough." Coulson put down the phone and hesitantly relayed the harshly worded questions.
"Let them say whatever they want. S.H.I.E.L.D. isn't for a bunch of politicians to order around. Give those people enough profit, and they'd sell out the entire United States."
Nick Fury's expression was grave as he brought up a holographic display. Through countless surveillance feeds, recorded footage, high-altitude satellites, and drones, the chaotic scene in downtown New York was transmitted in real time.
Onscreen, the Superheroes who so often appeared on newspaper front pages lay strewn beneath Hulk's feet. Among them were the flamboyant Iron Man and New York's most famous superhero team, the Fantastic Four. The moment the fight began, Johnny, the Human Torch and strongest fighter of the group, had been brutally