[ WP ] Describe a superhero/villain battle and its ensuing collateral damage including civilian deaths .


 
 Svetlana was beautiful. She had black hair, dark as the night, her eyes green as the grass after a fresh spring rain. Her skin was soft and her lips were sweet. She lived with me, after I had gotten my act together, and we had made a small life together in a new home, far away from my original homeland. She had helped me let go of my anger and my wrath, and I had given to become a new man, a kind man. 
 
 You see, I was a soldier once. Long ago, I was a mercenary in the former Soviet bloc, working hard for men who signed my checks and killing anyone- Anyone - who they deemed fit. I worked from Sovokia to Latveria, to Chechnya to Syria, brutal and efficient. But - When I met her, at a miserable dive bar in Greece, I felt I needed to throw things away, to try to reclaim my life as a good man, just the very same moment I saw her eyes. 
 
 We were going to have a son. 
 
 And when the Hulk came, Tony Stark came with him. The sun was high in the sky, and we were out for our daily trip, when screams of panic and glass breaking were the only warning we had. The green monster smashed through a building, and down came rubble, trapping the two of us. The fight raged around us, and in her fear, she reached out to me, taking my hand. I felt her life eek away. The life of my son. I was pulled from the wreckage three hours later, but by then, it was too late. 
 
 She had been killed, impaled by rebar. I - I was so sick, so lost, for weeks all I did was drink and drink, while Tony Stark, while that monster were hailed as heroes for saving that town up in Sovokia. They *dare* forget about the horror that I have suffered, that my new life was shattered because of those two bastards. That they would just consider the day saved, that Ultron was defeated, that there is no more monsters to fight. 
 
 My name is Boris Bullski, and let me tell you, *I will give them a monster to fight. * They have made my heart as hard as titanium, and I will give anything to see them feel the same loss I have felt, to see them weep, to see them howl and tear at their flesh in grief as I have done. I will be the monster they fear at night, and I will become an agent of their destruction. 
 
 
 
 

