Strength of Phylum

A Story by Abishai100

She-Hulk finds aid in her Cali-sciences bud in engaging an alien-invader called Predator, for Earth's special/helmeted things.

A crossover-comics noir featuring Predator and She-Hulk.

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SHE-HULK: I seriously doubt anyone shall perturb this Blue-Planet beyond Hell!

MR. AMLAN SATAN: As your Cali-Homeland science-institute bud, I offer omens.

SHE-HULK: What's this nasty business about an alien-craft crashed (a Predator)?

MR. AMLAN SATAN: Apparently, this alien's a serial-killer with invisibility-powers!

SHE-HULK: Hon, this Predator has lasers and decapitation for some cemetery-IQ?

MR. AMLAN SATAN: Earth's full of complications; the alien (Predator) adds pain.
SHE-HULK: Pain, hon?
MR. AMLAN SATAN: Think of it, my-lady; head-crush for depression-brains (man).

SHE-HULK: In that case, we devise some Cali-science institute guns for art's sake.

MR. AMLAN SATAN: Cool (Facebook-like!).

Well, fortunately for our super-woman of strength and transformation, She-Hulk (Jenny), her newfound science-institute bud (Mr. Amlan Satan) evaluated the Earth-inferno scene wisely, and he characterized this lethal alien/hunter creature named Predator as simply an adversary of some troubles-magnification 'messenger' of mischievous malice from the dark-side of the known universe. As Amlan devised special liquid-nitrogen guns for She-Hulk to use, She-Hulk created a social media 'brightness' campaign to remind Earthlings that the Predator/invader was nothing more than the Black Death to transcend (for phones!).

She-Hulk spotted the damn evildoer atop some American Homeland building in a residential area in the Cali-suburbs and detected its/his leviathan-like heat-signature perception invisibility 'colors' of Hell and knew that Amlan's special 'ice-guns' would be the best way to freeze/disorient/chase the dark messenger of simplified Earth cleats of malady/vertigo/pain (damn).

COUNCIL: So, She-Hulk froze the Predator, and you wish to study its resilience?

MR. AMLAN SATAN: We've got the docs and lasers to perform the right-surgery.

COUNCIL: You're certain its 'buds' would reach here thinking it's vanished, mister?

MR. AMLAN SATAN: Think of the scope/scale of understanding; for armor!

COUNCIL: Perchance you're right...we need war-labs for Cali-institutionalism.

MR. AMLAN SATAN: Facebook-like!

SHE-HULK: You're gorgeous.

MR. AMLAN SATAN: As long as we don't become mad-scientists, we're hero-comics.

SHE-HULK: Aha, that old Nietzsche adage to resist becoming dark when fighting?

MR. AMLAN SATAN: We'll heed the language-arts, Jenny; for a Selfie-helmet.

SHE-HULK: Ha, since the Predator would possibly be a 'fallen-angel' of the Devil.

MR. AMLAN SATAN: Humility's Selfie-IQ...for our (shared) Earth waters of speed.

SHE-HULK: Good (Facebook-like).

It was the ice-gun Amlan engineered that saved our great Blue-Planet. And it inspired a cool media-presentation by She-Hulk and drew Jenny closer to Amlan Satan (wow). The Earth was alright, and it endured yet another challenge, though one much more hideous than even Hitler or the Coronavirus tribulation(s)...for a toy-weapons adjective of the Ego!

Amlan made Jenny (She-Hulk) a zesty curry-stew for Saint Patrick's Day and offered his diner-prayer of thanksgiving and reminded her that she was in deed the great angel of confidence for a Blue-Planet of seemingly endless pollution. Jenny hoped Predator research would yield simple lifestyle comforts and good fiction.