1. Remus and Bruce
2. Hagrid and Thor
3. Bellatrix and Natasha
4. Draco and Clint
5. Neville and Steve
6. Severus and Tony
7. Hogwarts and Phil
1. Remus Lupin and Bruce Banner
He was cursed. He knew it. It came on an unsuspecting night, the same night he became an orphan, the same night he was enslaved by the moon. It was his passion. His passion and his family's. That led them to that fateful night.
He, by all means, was a patient person, as they said. He never yelled at anyone easily, nor did he swore. They asked him his secret, and he answered, that's because he was always impatient. They didn't understand. Nor did they understand why he never got angry.
He, spent his whole life, dodging here and there. Concealing himself, terrified of the moon. He was shunned, everywhere. He was too human to become part of the beasts, but he was too beastly to become part of the humans. He ignored them all. He didn't need to care about them. He was tied to the man who offered him education, then to his friends who offered him love. Unconsciously he had formed a pack, until it fell, crumbled around his utopia again.
He grew up in a happy world. He got to the best university there was to offer and had an amazing girlfriend who would stop the pulse of everyone. Why she was dating a scientific nerd like him was out if his knowledge. He was lucky, he was clever. No one hated him, but he did not have a lot of friends. His whole life, was dedicated to science. And it was science that was his downfall.
He watched as his pack broke apart. Betrayal lied bitter on his tongue, his amber eyes flashing. A wolf only has one pack. He had been told this enough.
The flashbacks haunted him after that ill-fated incident. He had harmed everyone he knew, everyone that cared about him, everyone he cared about. He deserved this. He deserved all of this.
He embraced the beast. He needed that courage his partner could give him. He needed, just for one night, the wildness in his mind. So he ran. He ran, and ran, and ran.
He desperately tried to rein in the other guy. He researched on himself, trying desperately to find a reverse button. He meditated, he did yoga- he even tried to kill himself. But it was only a matter of time when he exploded into another shell.
When he became himself again, he pushed the beast away, pushed his partner away. He needed to do his part in rescuing the world.
When he witnessed his team, he finally learnt how to embrace the other guy inside him. He, and the other guy, would do their part to protect the world.
After years of wandering, he finally gained himself love. From a girl that was thirteen years younger than him, from a boy whose eyes changed colour, and from a teenager who had the entire world resting on his shoulders.
He was found. He was accepted into a family, a team which originally feared him. He felt loved, an emotion he hadn't felt for ages. He found a sense of calm from the good captain, and a companion in the boisterous Tony Stark who pulled him out from that wallowing pit of self-guilty.
Some days, his partner is restless. His partner guides him on with animal instinct, veering him away from harm. Because he and his partner is one, Remus Lupin and Moony is one.
Some days, the other guy takes care of him, protecting his family members, protecting everything he cared about. Because the other guy understands him. Because the Hulk understands the good-natured Bruce Banner.
In another universe, two men swallowed up by a curse, a perfect reflection of each other. But Remus Lupin died a legend. Bruce Banner was a living legend. That was what made it parallel.
:::::What does parallel universe mean? A world opposite, or a world exactly the same? Or is it simply a reflection? Or, are we the reflection?:::::