Chapter 3
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3. Animal Encounter
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Extra Info:
-Some chapters will include lemon -May include mature language -May include sexual references -May include violence
A/N: Just to clear up I do read all the reviews, and I do take all your input and try to fit it in, even if I don't mention it. Thanks, keep reading, keep reviewing.*
P.S. nataku2709, thanks for reminding me about the permanent bonding and spidey being able to retract his mask at will. I'll try to make it work.* *And randomboiii231, good observation; I didn't think anyone would get that.*
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- Summary -*
10 years after the bite, and he was reunited with the symbiote. He was separated from MJ, but he'd found another woman to lean on. With his newfound strength, he was ruthless; unstoppable even. It was too perfect to last when an old foe crept back, back and better than ever. All was not as it seemed with our hero. He was back in black, but not for long. -SpiderCat/SpiderSable-MA*
Animal Encounter*
- Peter's Apartment - Wednesday - 06:00AM -
'BZZZZZZZTT!' Once again Peter's alarm rang loudly, the vibrations causing the desk to vibrate back against it. Both Peter and Felicia both moaned, scrambling around and covering their ears. "Pete… Turn that thing
off," Felicia spoke tiredly, face buried in her pillow, hands pressed firm over her ears. Peter moaned, removing the pillow from his face. He sat up and reached for the alarm, and his muscles strained during the stretch. Then, he felt the black ooze jump onto his arm, which crawled down to his fingertips. Peter smiled and relaxed as the symbiote branched off, gently whipping the alarm, stopping the noise and vibration. The wet, slimy sound of the ooze disturbed Felicia, who turned around to stare at the thing on Peter's hand, which wrapped around his hand. "Thank you ," Peter spoke, as the symbiote simply rested on his hand. She stared at it frozen, clearly disturbed. Peter noticed, and spoke to her, "You'll get used to it," as he pulled the sheets off of him, getting out of the bed, symbiote crawling into his pores, Peter feeling a jolt as it attached itself to his nervous system. 'When, Peter? When will you make our bond permanent? You've stopped resisting us, and you've accepted us. But you only keep us together for a maximum of 48 hours. When Peter?' the symbiote telepathically asked, as Peter closed his eyes, breathing in and out once through his nose. 'We understand. You're afraid. You still think we are trying to consume and control you. Bond with us, and we will show you otherwise,' the symbiote once again spoke telepathically. "Peter?" Felicia asked from the bed, "You with me? Or were you taking to the symbiote again?" Felicia asked. Peter looked back around and replied, "Yeah, sorry. I'm with you. We were just discussing… relationship terms between us? I guess." Felicia shook her head, replying, "You know, sometimes I wish I could hear your conversations. Seems like entertainment," she yawned and crashed back down into bed, struggling to find a good sleeping position. Peter took a last glance at her, and grabbed a bathrobe and towel, heading into the bathroom for a hot, steamy shower.
- 07:30AM -
Peter sat at the dining table in the apartment, and after finishing off his breakfast, placing his knife and fork in the plate, picking it up and placing it into the sink, a few crums rolling off. Behind him, he heard Felicia get out of the bathroom changed out of her nightsuit, walking towards Peter. "You're up early," Peter spoke. "What did you make? Smells delicious," she spoke, dressed in blue, torn jeans and a pitch-black T-Shirt, which read in white letters: _'SPOONING IS NICE BUT I'D RATHER BE
FORKING'* and he looked up to her face. He said, "You're not seriously gonna wear that out, are you?" Felicia simply had thought that the clothing could possibly make her a… target, with other men after her. 'Don't worry, Peter. You're overreacting. It's not that bad, and she can handle herself,' the symbiote whispered. I guess you're right_ Peter thought back. "Anyway, there's a stack of blueberry pancakes. Syrup's on the table," Peter spoke out loud to his girlfriend. "Thanks. My favourite," she replied smiling, "Don't tell me you're going to work in those clothes?" Felicia asked, heading over to the stack of pancakes. Peter was dressed completely black, in a plain, loose T-Shirt, trousers and shoes. The clothing began to move, waving and changing shape, closing in on itself until it was a black blob on Peter's shoulder, who was now left in a white vest and striped boxers. The symbiote stretched itself over Peter once more, into identical clothing. "Don't worry Felish. It's the symbiote. I can be comfortable when I want to be, spiderman when I have to be, and whatever else whenever else. I'll change into something more respectable when I get there," he spoke, smirking. Felicia had finished filing her plate with the stack, moving to the table and completely coating it in the chocolaty syrup. Peter told her, "Anyway, I should be going now. See ya later," he and Felicia shared a fleeting kiss, and Peter walked towards the window. Felicia started on her breakfast, as the goop wrapped itself around Peter completely in its liquidy form, compressing and hardening, Peter now donning his black spiderman costume.
- 07:40 -
He slid open the window, and with a final "See you later, Cat," Peter jumped through the window, landing on his fingers on the wall below the window sill. Still hanging from one hand, he flipped himself vertically upwards, launching himself high, until he landed on the roof of the building. 20 mins till work starts, Peter thought, we could just go now and make it in five. Might even stop for a coffee along the way. The alien replied, 'We can make it in three, actually.' Peter began to speak out loud, "Actually, how about we just follow the original plan and take it slow for once? You know, just be on sky patrol," he spoke, leaning over the edge of the building, letting gravity freely take him. He began to free-fall down, skimming the building as he felt the wind beat against his face and body.
Mere inches from the ground, he flipped and fired black webbing onto a building, his momentum causing him to speed off, swinging fast and gaining height. He let go of the first web, flipping 450 degrees clockwise as he fired another black web onto a skyscraper, sharply jerking himself in the direction, pulling against the web, not to swing, but to zip to the building. Keeping up his momentum, Peter wall sprinted horizontally, firing webs behind corners as he turned sharply continue pacing. 'I thought we were going to take it slow,' the symbiote telepathically spoke. Peter was sprinting vertically, and he attached strings of thick webbing to the top of the skyscraper, completely zipping himself to the top, even overshooting. He spun a final web onto the roof, and like a grapple gun, he reeled himself on, coming to a stop in his famous superhero landing. "This is slow," Peter spoke out loud, standing properly, beginning to walk across the roof, waiting at the edge. He stared down, seeing how tiny everything and everyone looked from his position. All was calm, so far. He dropped down below him and landed on a stone gargoyle, almost breaking it off the building from his strength, as he stood on it, balancing with one foot in front of the other. "How long has it been since we left?" Peter asked his suit, which replied, 'Approximately 43 seconds.Annoyed, Peter crouched down completely, holding on to the gargoyle as he perched. He looked over, and without hesitating, Peter, still holding onto the gargoyle, performed a front flip until he was hanging. You wouldn't believe that Peter then began to pull himself up. Up, down, up, down. He was performing pull-ups off a gargoyle, almost breaking it as his strength pulled him up almost too easily. Peter released the gargoyle and let gravity take him down, and he leaned his body forward until he fell into a dive. Seconds before he hit the ground, he spun two webs, one to his left from his left hand, and the same on the right. He used the sudden stop to his advantage and snapped himself back high in the air, swinging fast around the city, performing pikes and other tricks as he went.
"Well," Peter spoke, "Doesn't seem like anything's happening apart from those petty thugs. We might as well get to work early. Again." Peter swung through the streets, changing corners with sharp turns as he spun his web. He parkoured from building to building, wall sprinting vertically and horizontally, using webs to boost his momentum. He weaved through the construction beams and cranes, until he began swinging in the open sky.
The sunlight shone its rays on Peter's black suit, making it look like a light purple-blue colour, with accents of black as he fired throughout the skies. As he swung through the buildings, a sensation rang in his head, and Peter came to a stop by releasing his web and flipping onto the side of a building. He frantically searched for the danger, moving his head around. Then, he heard the symbiote in his mind, " Look below. " Peter did as he was told, and saw it. He looked down the twenty stories to see a big grey dot racing from street to street, attacking buildings and destroying structures with a mighty roar.
Peter perched onto the building with his hands, back and feet against the wall, plunging his elbows back into the building as he stuck. Without a second thought about it, Peter leaned forward and pushed, launching himself into a dive. Finally, he thought, some action. Peter was a hair's width away from the ground as he spun black webbing onto the building in front of him, propelling himself forward, releasing the web to shoot like a bullet through the air. He landed on the building's side above the raging, rampaging monster, who was scaring off the people of New York as he shook his arms and crashed his head into vehicles. "We hate to interrupt, but is kiddo having a bad day?" Peter spoke, as Rhino turned towards him, roaring as he began to charge. "Awww. Now you're just being naughty. We think it's time for a time-out, Alexander," Peter spoke in his defensive stance, biding his time as Rhino ran closer. "RRRAAAAAAGGGGHHHH! NOBODY CALLS ME ALEXANDER BUT MY MA! NOBODY!" he shouted, heavy feet stampeding towards Peter. As Rhino's horn was a pin-prick away from Peter, he dropped and slid between Rhino's legs, propelling himself with two thick black webs, leaving dust and smoke trailing behind him. "Yeah, we don't think you understand that we called you kiddo, Alexander. Mommy and daddy need to give your ass a spanking," Peter mocked as he jumped up from his slide, skidding to a halt. His spider-sense tingled, as Peter backflipped to narrowly avoid another one of Rhino's charges, landing in his famous superhero position.
"I'M GONNA KILLYOU, FREAK!" Rhino shouted, his thick grey hide covered in scratches from crashing into the remains of barbed wire and brick. Peter leapt into the air, moving towards Rhino like a missile. "It's time you leaned why your species are endangered, Rhino," as he venomised
in mid-air, crashing down onto Rhino, pinning him to the ground, breaking and splintering the concrete. "GET OFF ME YOU FREAK!" rhino yelled, thrashing about, bringing up a fist in an attempt to break venom's skull. Venom caught his fist with his right hand, squeezing the solid rock until he heard the sickening noises of broken bones. Rhino roared in pain, eventually throwing venom off of him, who got slammed into a brick building. Venom stood up unfazed, walking powerfully towards his opponent, breaking into a speedy dash. Rhino mimicked him, and the two clashed shoulder to shoulder, stuck in a test of strength. They both pushed against eachother, bashing fists. Rhino roared, "GIVE UPALREADY, YOU SPIDER - FREAKISH - MONSTER - VENOM RIP OFF!" Venom replied in two voices, the symbiote' s and Peter's, "Actually, Venom came from me. Spiderman," Venom used a free hand to sucker punch rhino, the heavy power of he left hook knocking him to the ground, as Rhino spat streaks of blood whilst he landed with impact. "And as of now, Alex, we're venom," Peter growled, picking up Rhino by the throat, choking him extremely hard, as his tongue snaked out of his toothy maw, green acid-like saliva dripping off. Venom raised a free hand and began to ball a fist. He was going for the kill. As he was about to strike, he felt something in his body - a sort of jolt. Then, the symbiote spoke, "Peter. We are changing back to normal. You must complete the bond to ensure we are at our greatest. We cannot hold this form until we are permanent. Until we share eachother completely - it strains us. We are changing." Venom's grip loosened, and it was too late. He felt the weight in his hand grow as he shrunk, struggling to hold up rhino. Rhino smirked as he pushed all of his force on spiderman, pinning him onto the ground, breaking his ribs from his weight. "MY TURN SPIDER," rhino shouted straight into the face of spiderman, who flinched from his breath. "Sheesh, big boy," Peter spoke, relaxing underneath rhino, ignoring the pain in his ribs as he felt the symbiote already beginning to heal him, "At least get a breath mint before you go all clich , any last words, on me." His mocking angered rhino, who furiously tried destroying Peter's skull punch after punch, who dodged right and left. "You're really not getting anything done, are you?" Peter mocked, fed up. He already felt the craters in the ground where Rhino's fists had been. Peter slipped an arm out, pointing towards Rhino's face, "Here's web in your eyes," he spoke, as black gunk shot from the back of his fist, blinding rhino who roared violently, keeping spiderman pinned with one hand and trying to tear off the
black web with the other. Vehicles and civilians simply U-turned away from the danger, screaming as they ran. "What are you doing?" The symbiote spoke, "Just finish it. Why wait?" Peter telepathically replied, Don't tell me I'm the only one who wants to either miss or be late for work. I'll beat him eventually. Obviously. Don't worry. I'm doing it on purpose.
Then, rhino immediately released spiderman as he felt a sharp pain strike him diagonally across his unprotected face, also slashing through the web. Rhino stumbled back in pain, smashing his hands to his face and breaking his own nose. "What a dumbass," black cat spoke, helping spidey up. "You know, I had that," Peter spoke. Rhino charged them both, as they dodged to opposing sides. "Yeah," Felicia shouted to Peter, "But I couldn't let you have all the fun." They both began tiring out rhino, dodging and striking, as the monster began to sweat. Rhino's rage built up, and he gave a devastating, speedy charge, leaving deep footprints in the concrete as he ran. With a wild roar, he knocked the pair, who were blasted away like pins from a bowling ball. Felicia was knocked unconscious as she landed hard on the concrete, broken ribs and spitting blood. As Peter hit the ground, his suit reduced the pain and amplified his endurance, and his momentum caused him to roll backwards as he landed, eventually flipping backwards and landing in his spidey pose, skidding backwards to a stop. "CAT!" Peter yelled, jumping towards her. He wiped the blood from her jawline, picking her up in his arms. He checked her pulse and was relieved to find her alive. His spider-sense tingled wildly and he looked to his right to see the rhino stampeding towards him on all fours, roaring, "RAAAAAGH! WHY WON'T YOU JUST DIE!" Without a second thought, Peter still had Felicia in his arms as he fired a web onto a crane in the distance, retreating, as the animal charged into a building, bringing it down upon him as the beast toppled over. As Peter released his web in mid air, he created a large mattress of sticky black webbing between pieces of construction. Still in mid-air, Peter let the unconscious Felicia fall, webbing a black parachute onto her, as she drifted onto the sheets of webbing. "Guess we're not going to work," Peter spoke out loud to the symbiote, as he webbed and weaved through buildings, searching for his opponent. "To your left," the symbiote spoke, as Peter swung and turned to his left, legs kicking into the air as he released the webbing, as he corkscrewed through the air, landing hard on the side of the remains of a damaged building. He surveyed the area, to find
rhino intimidating a group of people on the street. Rhino began destroying structures and edging towards the running crowd. One woman tripped and fell, as rhino loomed over the terrified woman. "You," rhino spoke, "You'll draw spiderman's attention after he ran away like a pussy with his little girlfriend. He loves saving the innocent." Spiderman crawled along the side of the building, muttering under his breath, "At least we don't have to pay for the collateral damage. And we have the element of surprise. Shall we?" he spoke, breaking into a sprint. He leaped from the building firing two black webs beside rhino, now holding up the woman in one hand. Rhino was surprised by the webs next to him, turning his head back to find Peter slingshot himself towards him, coming down like a missile. In haste, rhino roared, throwing the woman straight at spidey, who shifted his body as he flipped overhead the woman, he fired a web behind her, catching the screaming damsel like a fly in a spider's web. "There goes our element of surprise!" Peter yelled, piking mid air as he flipped, landing on the ground before rhino. "Peter, that woman you just saved… wasn't that… your ex?" the symbiote asked, as rhino threw a punch at spiderman, who flipped to the side, dodging the blow. Telepathically, he responded, My ex? You mean Mary Jane? I never got a good look at her. Rhino began to sweat harshly throwing punch after punch, charge after charge. As rhino slowed down, Peter front flipped over him, and while in mid-air, he webbed onto rhino's back, closing in. He used black webbing to steady himself, and began to ride the animal. "GET OFF ME, BUG!" rhino yelled, flailing about as Peter forced him to charge, controlling his direction and pace. "Who hired you, O'Hirn? Who got you out of Ravencroft? We know you couldn't escape by your patsy endangered self," Peter asked, perfectly balanced, strengthening his webbing and hold by exchanging them for symbiote tendrils. Rhino charged around, crashing into buildings, causing damage. Rhino tried not to break, but his rage consumed him, trying to grab and throw off spiderman, but despite his efforts, he failed, tiring himself out immensely. "THE… huff THE BOSS… huff THE BOSS… TOMBSTONE huff WANTS YOU DEAD! huff YOU BLEW THE… huff THE HEISTAT THE WAREHOUSE AND… huff huff huff AND…" rhino couldn't finish as he tired out, standing idle. "That's all we needed to hear," Peter spoke, releasing the tendrils, jumping off his back, webbing around rhino's legs, tying them together. Peter swung from the webbing on rhino's body in a circular motion, and as the tying completed, he knocked the sweating beast
to the ground with a powerful punch, almost killing him, and blood arched from his nose as he fell back with a mighty THUD!
The S.W.A.T. team arrived on scene as the wall-crawler found himself up on a rooftop gargoyle, perched and surveying the rubble and truckloads of collateral damage. He shook his head and climbed to the very top of the building, as the S.W.A.T. team extracted the rhino into a large van, keeping sleeping gas ventilation chambers at the back of the van. Peter stood above the building where he spun his web, with the trapped Mary Jane, who was sighing and looking down, phone in her right hand. It is her, he spoke to the symbiote. He crawled down the side of the building behind MJ, then zipping over to the web. In a rush, he grabbed MJ and swung her over into a shady alleyway away from the scene. She almost dropped from the speedy moment, leaning against a graffiti'd brick wall, breathing in and out. The symbiote on spiderman's face peeled away to reveal Peter Parker as he looked at his ex. "Just like old times, huh?" Peter spoke, staring at her. Tears began to form in her eyes as she backed away from Peter, and she said, "No, tig-Peter. Not like old times. Just stay away from me." Peter stood his ground, shocked, and began to move towards her, denying her request. "Mary Jane, we saved you," Peter spoke, symbiote re-wrapping itself around Peter's face, "And we don't even get a thanks?" She openly cried, plunging her face into her hands, saying, "Who's we? You and your new girlfriend? Or the suit?" Mary Jane jumped as Peter sighed, jabbing his fist into the brick wall beside her, leaving a crater. "MJ, I'm done trying to convince you," he spoke coldly, turning away and swinging back out into open daylight. He swung back to the construction site, to find his girlfriend safely lying in the black webbing, also looking around with her green eyes, body not moving. He jumped onto the webbing beside her, lying down with her. She moaned, "Finally. That was so boring," as she turned her head to look at him, "Mind helping me out of this? My leg and arm's kinda stuck." Peter turned over, and replied, "Yeah, sorry," as he pulled them free. Once free, she arched her back and stretched out, part of her catsuit highlighted white in the sun, contrasting the black. "Not gonna go to work today?" she yawned, lying lazily on the web. Peter crashed down and closed his eyes, yet not trying to sleep, and he replied, "No. I'm already an hour late anyway. I think I'm just gonna lie here and sunbathe for the next couple of hours." Black Cat didn't reply, but just turned to face him, placing a clawed
hand on his chest. His eyes opened, and he placed a hand on hers. She began to speak, "Listen, Peter. Don't get mad. I came back in town because Tombstone wanted me on his crew. Said he'd pay big for it too. If I knew he was going to make a crew to go against you, I never would have taken the offer," she spoke, edging closer to her lover. Peter calmly and unexpectedly replied, "It's fine. Thanks for letting me know." Felicia looked up, saying, "Really? That's it? I thought you'd be more… I don't know. Angry?" Peter's mask retracted, and he looked at her and spoke, "Hey, you changed sides. Plus, would we wouldn't be here like this if you didn't." Felicia shrugged, and answered, "I guess you're right."
- Peter's Apartment - 03:17PM -
"Alright. Let's do it," Peter spoke to the symbiote, which compressed itself entirely onto Peter's arm, firing tentacles shakily into the air. They branched towards Peter, and Peter spoke, "Make us permanent."
End of Chapter 3.