What makes a Hero
Eddie Brock wasn’t a hero. He wasn’t a villain either, but he didn’t really have that insane shade that anti-hero’s had either.
So. Eddie Brock wasn’t a hero, but he tried. And that counted right?
Eddie tried, in the way at first looked bad, and then when you thought about it didn’t necessarily look good but it overall wasn’t bad either.
He and Venom ate bad people. Muggers, kidnappers, rapists, drug dealers, ect.. ect..
He wasn’t a hero, he couldn’t just string someone up like that Spider-Kid when he knew that they would get out eventually. From good behavior, from not even going to jail, and maybe from bribes.
One way or another they would go free, to terrorize again, and well.
Eddie wasn’t a hero, but he tried, and that counted right?
He tried in the way that he helped people. He couldn’t give money, not with the appetite he and Venom had and they where in between jobs half the time so.
He couldn’t give money or food, couldn’t buy anything, but he volunteered. At the soup kitchen, at shelters, anywhere they would take him he went.
He picked up trash, he told the homeless and the less fortunate where everything was, and he gave out his number. Just in case.
So Eddie tried, he and Venom tried. Sure, at first Venom didn’t understand. But when you think about it, it wasn’t that Venom didn’t want to understand, it’s that they weren’t human, and so the thought of helping their own kind wasn’t a thought they had.
But.
But they learned. And they thought about it. And they decided they liked it.
And so the homeless and the less unfortunate knew about Venom and Eddie, and they knew.
But they also knew that Eddie wasn’t a hero, but he tried, and that counted right?
So the people of San Francisco, they took Venom and Eddie as there own. New York had Spider-man, and Iron Man, and all the Man’s. But San Francisco had Venom and Eddie, and they were ok with that.
They weren’t hero’s, but they tried, and that counted right?
So when the Avengers caught wind of a cannibal in San Francisco, well, they had to investigate.
A new villain? An alien? Some wacko?
Well, they were going to find out.
And so they went and they asked, the homeless and the less fortunate.
“Do you know anything about the killings?”
“Why ya wanna know?”
And so it went. Every question unanswered. Clearly, they were hiding something, and they where. And the Avengers found out.
“WE ARE VENOM,” they said, looking at them from above, sitting on a ledge.
“We are the avengers” answered Captain America “we want to know why your killing people”
“THEY ARE BAD. WE ONLY EAT BAD PEOPLE.”
“You have to know this isn’t the way to become a hero,” Black Widow said, body ever prepared to fight.
“WE AREN’T A HERO, BUT WE TRY, AND THAT MUST COUNT”
The Avengers and Eddie Brock and Venom never liked each other. Or well, Eddie and Venom liked that Spider-Kid, nice kid. But other than that they never really got along.
But who cares? They lived in different cities.
And so the world turned and life went on. As life does.
Eddie and Venom still loved each other, still tried.
Sometimes they and Spider-Kid teamed up, helped them hold back and differentiate between foe and ally, and it just kept Spider-Kid safe and happy. They weren’t really scared of Venom, for some reason.
And San Francisco wasn’t 100% clean, wasn’t 100% good, but it was nice, it was home, and that counted right?