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Peter
January 17th 2025
Dear Peter B Parker,
I'm not sure what's happening to me. It feels like I'm slowly losing my mind to this symbiote. I can only think straight for a few moments at a time before my mind loses control. I'm not sure how it's so strong but I've found no way to beat it. I cant write this letter for much longer. I hope that in the future I'll be able to find a way out... shit... I'm losing control again....
Sincerely Peter B Parker
"Help... me.."
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Peter was on top if a building alone as usual. He was overcome by the symbiote after writing the newest entry of his journal. He shoved the book back into his backpack with little care, the cover of the book was slightly ripped. Peter then flipped off the building that he was standing on and dropped onto the ground landing on his feet.
He through his backpack behind him and webbed it onto a wall. The symbiote morphed off of him revealing that his hair was slicked to the side. The black circles under his eyes became prominent as the street light shined on him.
He wore a black suit and dress shoes which he didn't even remember purchasing. It was just there in his wardrobe one day.. The symbiote must have purchased it for him whilst he was sleeping. Most likely it was stolen though.. a fact Peter didn't like to admit to himself.
Sometimes having the symbiote suit wasn't so bad. It was convenient for getting changed and even helped with Peters financial situation. He had now secured the staff job at the daily bugle and was taking photos of himself for double the money. The extra confidence helped. The symbiote had also stopped him from taking as much of a heavy impact from mental health situation.
The memories of MJ and Ned were shoved deep in his mind away from usual thoughts. Peter was now walking to the nearest run down club he knew. He had been coming there for the past few days after he discovered they don't check for IDs. Surely all that work he's been doing as Spider-Man gives him a pass on that rule breaking right?
As Peter walks down the street he winked at a nearby civilian and pointed finger-guns another person. Both people look at him with disgust as he walks down the street. One person even chuckled at how ridiculous he seemed.
"Ew" They both mumble after walking past Peter
Peter continued staring at them and unknowingly bumps into a strong, wall-like body. He looks up to the much taller male and gives him a death glare. The guy smiled at him and pushes back Peter.
"Get out of my way!" Peter grumbled at the guy before pushing past him
"Relax half pint, I'm don't bite!" the man said putting his hands up
Peter ignored his comment and continued to walk to the Club. As he got closer to the club the neon light that said 'The black bull' lit up. He walked up to the entrance after getting a nod from the bouncer who stood outside of the door. Peter wasn't sure why they didn't check for IDs. Maybe it was because someone had payed them off but it was none of Peter's concern.
He stepped in and heard music blasting from the speakers that were scattered around the club. The bar was located on the side of the room. A women who must have been in her early 20s was sitting alone on a stool talking to the bartender.
She had platinum blonde hair which usually appeared white to people who didn't look carefully enough. She had a black dress which strangled her plump body and also had some matching black heels to go with it. Maybe it was time Peter caught a break from this hero gig..
He walked up to the bar and sat down next to her. The bartender looked his way held up a glass. "What d'ya want kid?" He asked him in a stereotypical New York accent
"I'm not a kid!" Peter replied defensively
"I call anyone under the age of 30 kid, now what d'ya want?" The bartender persistently asked
The quiet giggles from the lady sitting next to him could be heard. Peter tried his hardest supres the natural instincts from the symbiote. Any comment made it him would make him infuriated. The symbiote wouldn't let anyone disrespect him like that. If he didn't supres how the symbiote acted he could have ended up hurting this innocent lady who had done nothing to deserve it. Perhaps there were more cons that pros of this suit.
"Uhm.. a strong tequila" Peter replied
Peter's heightened metabolism made it impossible for him to get drunk. If he wanted to feel any sort of difference from being 100% sober he would need the strongest amount of alcohol the bar has available.
"Yah sure you can take it? This is really strong stuff kid" The bartender questioned raising his eyebrow at him
"I'm positive" Peter responded before the bartender walked away to grab the drink
An eerie silence filled the part of the club where he was sat. He had struggled to say anything to the person sitting next to him but luckily he didn't have to. She was making a move of her own.
"I'm Felicia by the way" She told him snapping him out of his thoughts
"Peter Parker" he replied, she smiled back at him
"Here's your drink Mr Parker" The bartender said, whilst placing down the drink
Peter grabbed hold of the glass and and took a sip. The bartender looked at him slightly shocked from seeing Peter not even flinch from that..
"They just keep getting younger and younger" The bartender mumbled whilst walking away
"So Felicia *gulp* what do you do for a living" Peter asked
"Oh I work at a jewellery store not too far away from here, it's called 'The black cat's Jewels'" She explained
"Do you live around here" He questioned, raising his eyebrows at her
"Yeah just around the corner, I could show you if you'd let me" She smirked at him as she slowly inched towards him
'Wow, this is going a little fast' Peter thought to himself as he moved forward to meet her
She moved her right hand onto the back of his neck and pushed his head nearer to hers. She then pushed her lips onto his making his eyes widen. Her left arm grabs onto his shoulder and starts to massage the muscle.
"Oooh" she mumbled into his ear
Peter's eyes started to slowly lose focus on Felicia as he looked behind her. A familiar face stood there with her mouth hanging lightly low watching him. Her eyes a little wide looking at his every move.
MJ...
Peter instantly moved away from Felicia and out of the chair. The chair made a squeaky noise as he moved out of it. He put his hands up much like the criminals he caught whilst out on patrol. His mouth hung low and he looked straight at MJ with his piercing eyes staring into her soul.
She was so beautiful and he couldn't keep denying her. The symbiote was trying to stop him from fixing his mistake and clearing up what happened to her. Now that she was here in front of him the symbiote couldn't block it.
He was staring at his problem directly in the face..
"I'm sorry I can't do this" Peter told Felicia before he stepped away.
He slowly moved away before picking up the pace and started speedwalking. MJ completely ignores Felicia and chases after Peter..
"Peter!" MJ yelled
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MJ
MJ was not a party person. Her first time going to a party was in her sophomore year when flash had invited her. Yet again he had invited the decathlon group to go somewhere this time it was a club his parents had rented out.
MJ stepped out of her room wearing the dress she would be wearing for the night. It was a dark blue dress that covered up most of her body. She was always the kind of girl who wouldn't want to show that much skin off. It was better to save that for the one.
She wore matching blue shoes with a small heel on them making her just over 5'9 in them. She walked over to the mirror in her house to see how it looks.
"I would never imagine myself wearing this in my entire life" she says to herself
"But at least i look somewhat good"
She did a little twirl before realising how stupid it look to her . "I'm such a loser" she mumbled under her breathe whilst still lightly chuckling
"A new image of the black suited Spider-Man came out last Saturday showing off the detailed material that the suit was made out of. Researchers are still confused about what it is but it's definitely not fabric" a news reporter said from the tv
MJ reached out for the remote and shut off the channel. For the past few days she had been trying to shut off any thoughts about Spider-Man but to no avail. He was everywhere.. He was probably even the biggest superhero in New York now that the avengers had lost some of its big players.
She walks out of her house and looks to both sides of her street.
" *sigh* this is gonna be a long night" she mumbled to herself before staring to walk towards the club
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She walks into the club after being let in by the bouncer. No doubt he was payed off by flash's parents just like he said. She stepped in and tried to find her group of friends. Eyes followed her everywhere she went.
'I definitely look out of place' she thought to herself before continuing to search for them
Eventually she found them. Flash was up with the DJ and Ned was awkwardly walking around with Betty in a cowboy hat. It was probably smarter to stick with them than following flash and the other decathlon members.
"Sup loser" MJ greeted Ned
"Oh hi MJ" Ned replied
"What!" MJ said confused. The music that the DJ was playing was so loud that she couldn't hear Ned
"I SAID HI MJ!" Ned shouted allowing her to finally hear him
"OH, HI?" She replied
"LETS SIT DOWN OVER THERE!" Betty chimed in pointing at a table near the bar of the club
They walked over to the table and sat down awkwardly. The bartender walked over to them with a note pad ready to take out orders.
"So what d'ya wanna drink" He asked
"I'll just have a water" MJ told him
He wrote down the order on his clip board before pointing at Ned and Betty. "I'll have what she's having" Ned replied nervously
"Same with me" Betty told him
A couple minutes later three waters were placed on the table. They had only been there for just over 15 minutes but they already wanted for leave. This once again proved MJs point about her not being a party person.
She notices a familiar figure in the bar sitting next to a white haired woman a few years older than herself. MJ takes a closer look and realised that the familiar figures face resembled Peter Parker. His face looked much sadder though with black circles under his eyes. His hair was slicked to the side and no matter how hard she looked she couldn't find his usual cheery smile that he had on when they spoke at the Peter Pan cafe.
"Peter" she mumbled to herself
Peter and the white haired woman inches closer to each other before before finally kissing. MJ didn't know why it felt so wrong to her. Why would she hate it. It's not like she was jealous. Peter stalked Ned and her... Why would she like him.
Peter's head whipped back as he recognised MJ. He quickly stepped back from the white haired woman. "I'm sorry I can't do this" he told her before running off.
MJ tried to follow him but it was no use..
"PETER!" MJ yelled
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Peter
Peter was crouched on a church not too far away from the club. He climbed into the inside of the cathedral next to where the bell was. He checked to make sure no one was looking at him.
He gripped onto the symbiote that had morphed itself onto him and pulled as hard as he could snapping it for a short moment before it healed itself. The symbiote screeched at him each time he tried to remove it.
"YOU CANT DO THIS TO US, WE NEED EACH OTHER, WE ARE ONE" The symbiote told Peter
"No we are not one, you're making me do things I don't want to, You're using me" Peter said
"You would ruin my life if I don't do anything about it"
Peter grabs both sides of the mask and pulls them apart making the symbiote screech even more. Whilst trying to remove the symbiote his head smashes against the bell.
"BONGGGGGG"
The symbiote starts releasing itself from Peters body before trying to get back onto him. It was too late, Peter had already found it's weakness...
"Y-you're weak to sound" Peter mumbled under his breath
Peter starts repeatedly punching the bell causing the symbiote to start screeching ever louder than before. Now that it was weakened Peter grips the symbiote one last time removing it completely from his body.
"AGHHHHH" He yells as it falls off him
He falls onto the floor as the symbiote falls off him. It starts to crawl away from him but Peter felt too weak to chase after it. It falls down the building reaching the inside of the church...
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Under Peter in the church Eddie brock the person he had badly injured whilst under the control of the symbiote was praying. One of his arms was in a cast and the other was in a sling due to Spider-Man's attack.
"Please God... Please kill Spider-Man" he pleaded
After a few minutes of silent praying he got up off his knees and genuflected whilst looking at the cross in the church. As he was about to leave he felt something slimy on his hand. He looked at it and found a small black substance crawling around on his hand.
It continued dripping from above.. Eddie looked up at it as a large cluster of this gooey material fell on top of him making him fall unconscious.
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A/N: wooohooo venom. Finally there story is getting interesting. This is the third to last chapter of the book!!!
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