Hulk: Where Monsters Dwell Page #3

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when I should be

focusing on the Hulk.

So what do I focus on?

Surviving, mostly.

Hulk smash Banner.

Now would be a really good time

to wake up from this dream.

I'm afraid it's not

quite that simple.

Remember, you've been asleep since

I first encountered you tonight.

So, 30cc's of adrenalin should

stimulate my brain's hypothalamus.

The rules of science

do not apply here, Dr. Banner.

The only solution is for you

and Hulk to cooperate.

Tell that to the other guy!

By the Ruby Rings of Raggadorr,

I bind and contain thee.

Hulk, you have to stop this.

I need you and

Banner to work together.

Never!

Banner!

Oh, what I wouldn't give for a

piece of bubblegum right now.

Whoa!

Leave him alone!

Look, Hulk,

it's all an illusion.

You're being manipulated.

Someone is trying to trick you.

He's right, Hulk.

Banner is trying to trick you.

He wants to get rid of you.

Banner.

Banner!

Hulk, listen.

Nightmare is manipulating you,

fueling your rage.

He's the reason you've

been turning into Banner

when you don't want to.

Banner!

In a realm of dreams,

the dreamer holds power!

Remember that!

No coaching from the sidelines.

I'm rooting for Hulk.

Empathy, morality,

all that hero nonsense,

that's all Banner's doing.

His meddling is ruining

a perfectly good monster.

My monster.

Without Banner,

Hulk will finally be free.

Free.

Free to do as you command.

And once he's fallen

under your control,

you'll use him and

your other captives

to open a portal

to the waking world.

Oh, you do know me so well.

Now, if you'll excuse me,

I have a funeral to attend.

Banner's.

Think Bruce, what does it mean?

What power does

the dreamer hold?

Wait, if it's my dream,

then maybe I can

control what's in it.

It couldn't be that simple.

Or could it?

Halloween,

the one night of the year when I can

have a normal night on the town.

And here I am,

babysitting two eggheads.

I think Banner moved.

Call me if

he scratches his nose.

Think we've got something

worse than an itchy nose.

What are you doing out of bed?

Lucky shot.

Dude, breath mint.

Uh, Doctor, I think

we have a situation here.

I understand, Agent SITWELL.

I'll try to calm

the Hulk's dream self.

Hopefully, that will stop him

and reverse his transformation

in the waking world.

But whatever happens,

you must contain

the Hulk and prevent him

from rampaging

through Manhattan.

Not to worry, Doctor.

We have this

completely under control.

I summon

the Daggers of Denak.

Well, so much for containment.

No problem. I got this.

Man,

he moves fast for a big guy.

This will contain you,

you green-faced baboon.

Ooh!

Hope they got insurance.

Warwolf.

Warwolf, come in.

Hello?

Get on.

A trail of smoking craters?

That's easy to follow.

Hey!

That was my hand!

We'll get it later.

What?

Where are you going?

My leg!

Don't be such a baby.

Whoa! Awesome costume, dude.

It's alive!

It's alive!

Hold on!

Hard to do without my hand.

I came to you for help because

I thought you were a hero.

I am a hero.

I'm an Avenger.

Torturing the weak while innocents

are imprisoned by a demon?

Are these the actions of a hero?

Or a monster?

That's quite enough, Strange.

If you are determined

to ruin the game,

I'll have to remove

you from the board.

Have your fun, Hulk.

This one won't

interrupt you again.

Show yourself, Banner!

Right behind you, Hulk.

Stark, what are you doing here?

Not Tony.

I'm just borrowing his suit.

You think that shiny suit's

gonna beat me?

I don't want to beat you, Hulk.

I just want you to listen to me.

Listen to this!

Okay, so arm wrestling is out.

I just want to talk.

I really don't want

to make you angry,

but I need to

get your attention.

That's right, green guy.

You're in my dream now.

Hulk, you're in my dream now.

Oh, crud.

Banner, no!

Well done, Man-Thing.

So, how come he didn't burn

at Man-Thing's touch?

Maybe Banner's got more guts

than I thought.

Or maybe it's hard to know fear

when you're sawing logs

like that.

As you've made

abundantly clear, magician,

your paltry fears are

of little use to me.

But I wouldn't

want to deprive you

of the full

Nightmare experience.

You may join the others

in reliving your greatest fear.

Forever.

Benito.

Doctor, we're losing him.

You've got to do something.

I can't help them.

I can't help any of them.

Nighty-night, Doc.

Uh... Docs.

The docs are

sleeping like babies.

Crisis averted.

Maybe you're not such a lousy

babysitter, after all.

Uh-oh.

New crisis.

The monsters are gone.

You were supposed

to be watching them.

I was not. That was your job.

No one was watching them.

We were all chasing Hulk

around Manhattan.

Doctor Strange,

Agent SITWELL here.

Strange?

Hello?

There's no answer.

You may know my fears,

Nightmare,

but you can't fool me

with your illusions.

Well, you can't blame an

other-dimensional demon for trying.

But it doesn't matter

whether you succumb or not.

The others already have.

And their delicious terror is

powering this ingenious device.

The key,

as you cleverly surmised,

is the Hulk.

Once he destroys Banner,

and I have him

completely under my control,

then the real fun will begin.

The others are merely anchors

to the waking world.

But the Hulk will

provide a portal.

You do understand.

It's so rewarding when one's

genius is appreciated.

Yes.

That green behemoth's rage

will provide the power

to fracture

the dimensional barrier.

Every terrified soul

in the waking world

will be mine

to feast upon

forever.

Come on, Hulk.

We're fighting each other while

innocent people need help.

Playing the "hero" card.

Pretty sly, Banner.

But you know you'd get

rid of me if you could.

Maybe that was true once,

but look at

the people we've helped.

The lives we've saved.

Together.

You're a part of me.

I get that. I accept it.

But can you accept

the puny human part of you?

Always got to be

the smart one, don't you?

We'll split up to

cover more ground,

but stay in contact.

Four monsters can't have gotten

far in the middle of Manhattan.

Even on Halloween.

Last one to bag a monster

buys breakfast.

Oh, you are gonna

eat those words.

This is not a team.

Can you believe

some nut actually tried

the "Waiter, there's a fly

in my soup" gag?

What?

Huh?

Whoa. Great costume.

This is why us monsters

don't get invited to parties.

Time to power down, Benito.

Nighty-night,

my little bovine friend.

That was set to stun.

Next time, I won't be so nice.

Somehow, I doubt

that's mere coincidence.

This is a basic

tactical situation.

Clearly, the most advantageous

strategy is in...

Not now.

Much better.

Good night, little friend.

Mmm. Mmm!

It's delicious.

What is this?

Cervelle de veau.

Calf's brain.

By the eye of the all-seeing,

dismiss this demon's spell!

Let the Flames of the Faltine

release me from this cell!

An impressive show, Sorcerer!

I do love fireworks.

Perhaps I'll show

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