Thread: A Little Venom for Mary Jane {darkest_fate&Google}

Up until about a week ago Dominic Strauss had lived a rather normal life all things considered, twenty five years old and just out of college with a job that he was over qualified for and didn't pay nearly enough in the first place. It had all been extremely frustrating, working sixty hours a week just to avoid being homeless and starving to death, and then only just so. He had just gone through a nasty break up, was being threatened with the loss of his job to downsizing, and of course his apartment building might be seeing a rent raise in the near future. At night he would lay back in bed, trying to fall asleep and fantasizing about how life could be so much better, how those with a super power had it better, how they could chose to be Hero or Villain and at the end of the day make a better life for themselves no matter. He liked to imagine what it would be like to be the hero who arrived in time to save the girl and get just what every man wanted... but deep down he suspected that the villain might have quite a bit more fun at the end of the day. But a week ago he had been making his way home, his shift running late to ensure he could keep his job, and because of that he missed the bus and was walking through a less then upscale part of town, the subway still out in the area after something Magneto had pulled about a week ago. He had been nervous of course, he didn't look like he would have a lot of money but he wasn't the biggest guy around and someone might see him as a victim as he made his way home... on that night any number of things could have gone wrong but instead something went just about perfect. It had fallen from the sky, literally... he had heard the whistle of something falling and looked up in case there had been a jumper on one of the buildings... but instead all he saw was a rain of darkness against an otherwise moonlit night. What had fallen on him had been thicker then rain, heavier too and while it had no smell the texture was a little odd, clinging to him as he tried to brush it away. Only a few blocks from his apartment Dominic had run the rest of the way back, managing to open the door with a hand that was suddenly shaking and in the better light inside he could see that he had been covered in a black gel, not quite liquid but not solid either. Of course he had been disgusted, who wouldn't be after being showered in god knows what falling from the sky late at night and quickly he had stripped down and moved to get into the shower, wanting to be clean. It wasn't that simple though, not nearly so simple as the substance that coated him started to move, he caught sight of it in the mirror as he prepared to get in the shower, the individual drops and strings of the substance seeming to gather and flow together, spreading over his body slowly. At first it was a curious sort of thing, it wasn't unpleasant feeling, warm and soft but it seemed to grow larger over him and it was then that Dominic started to panic, he tried to scream but find that he couldn't, started to run only to fall before he took even a third step. As he lay on the floor it had covered him, pouring into his mouth, changing him, he had felt it working its way into his head through his ears, tear ducts, and his nose... and then it had happened... connection. In an instant his mind became one with the substance that covered him, the symbiote, the word coming to him right away. VENOM... Memories that were not his filled his head, emotions and knowledge that came from the symbiote that was now a part of him. He knew who Spider-Man was, hated him for reasons that weren't his own but were no less powerful because of their source. The knowledge was something fantastic, it told him what he could do now, what he would do, the chemistry of his brain and body changed subtle, making him a more efficient host, the symbiote had learned after its past two hosts... after Parker and Brock it was going to be a little more proactive now. As he lay on the floor he felt his body grow stronger, from an average build to one that was practically Olympian, stronger and faster then he could get through any mundane means, the symbiote was enhancing him to create a host that would be worthy even when not connected. Of course it wasn't just his body that was strengthened, it changed his mind as well, making him more aggressive, hungrier... he would get what he wanted no matter what. At some point he had passed out, there had been pain and the symbiote wanted its host to sleep through it, it was more efficient that way, the symbiote wasn't quite caring and it lacked any true empathy... but it was bonding with him and after poor experiences before it wanted to ensure that its host was happy, if the host was happy then there would be no conflict, and without conflict then the symbiote could get what it wanted... it wanted to grow more powerful, to populate the earth with more of its kind, to spread a hive mind that would ensure the domination of its new race... the Race of Venom. He awoke twenty four hours later, no longer just Dominic, the symbiote was with him now, its thoughts though strange and alien were with him. He had practiced after that, the suit gave him knowledge of its abilities, how he was stronger then Spider-Man by far, faster, invisible to his sixth sense, and all the other neat little tricks it could pull off. Still he needed experience, he had gone out with the suit, swinging through the city and exploring, throwing around a few muggers for his own amusement, spying on Parker when the man was unaware of the danger, and seeing him with her, the Red head, the one from Parker's memories... Dominic wanted her and the symbiote did want to ensure that its host was as happy as possible, it wanted her too though, knowing that it would hurt Parker more then just about anything else, knowing it could destroy him and make him that much more vulnerable. When Parker was mad he made mistakes and Venom wanted him to make mistakes. He had been following her for the last two days, sometimes using the symbiote to look like any number of items of clothing to blend in, and other times just sticking to the shadows, his long tongue licking over his lips as he reveled in his new found power. And at the moment he felt the time was right he made his move, hiding in a dark alley as she moved past he let out what sounded like a strangled yelp, the sort of sound an animal in pain might make, his eyes easily piercing the gloom as he watched her pause with a smile, thinking of how he would enjoy her body, what the suit would allow him to do, the power that he now possessed. As she stepped in, that worthless can of mace in her hand Venom moved, silent and graceful as a cat, sticking to the shadows and bounding from one wall to another so that he was no behind her as she called out to the animal that she thought was hiding, the animal she thought she could help... lowering himself to the ground on a strand of webbing, standing back lit by the flickering streetlight near the entrance of the alley way. His build not as bulky as Brock had been in the suit, just as tall but not as broad, still significantly larger in build then Parker was though, a gift from the suit. Mary Jane... He hissed as he slowly bent down into a low crouch, his long teeth flashing in the dark, far too many teeth in his now far too wide mouth. Oh Mary Jaaaaaane... He was playing with her, the symbiote wanted her afraid, wanted to smell, wanted to taste her fear... from where he was she smelled so good.