Fury

Having a symbiote wasn't as bad as Tony thought it was going to be. She (it?) seemed to be all about keeping Tony healthy and sane. Also keeping herself healthy and sane. But after waking up in a puddle of chocolate for the second time Tony confronted Fury and demanded to know what was up.

"It's the phenylethylamine in the chocolate. It's what my kind needs to stay healthy and I am weak from healing your mortal wounds and not having a host for so long. Chocolate contains the most of this chemical other than... the human brain." Fury finally admitted. Tony hadn't even thought about what his new alien partner might need more than what she took from him. Of course she would have a special diet and it explained that weird search Friday had deleted from his tablet.

"So I'll start eating more phenylethylamine rich foods. I'm sure more than chocolate has this thing you need." Tony promised.

Pepper had promised to keep his new found... room mate a secret as long as the symbiote behaved herself. After completing Rhodey's legs and starting to help him walk with them Fury mentioned it seemed such a waste to only make them for his friend.

"Aren't there a lot of humans who can't move a limb? You only have four after all. Since you closed down your weapons this would be a great replacement." Fury continued to mumble. Tony got such a thoughtful look that Rhodey waved his hand in his face. Tony just smiled at him.
"Sorry just talking to myself..." Tony said going down on one knee with a screw driver to tighten his braces.

"Pepper!" Tony yelled, throwing open the doors to her fancy office. To Pepper's credit she didn't flinch or stop what she was doing until she was done.
"Yes Tony?" She said after sending the e-mail she was working on.
"I've had an idea... ok WE'VE had an idea. I want to market my braces. Start fixing the world my weapons helped break." Pepper actually looked surprised and then thoughtful.
"Yes that would create a revenue to help make up for shutting down weapons... Stark Industries has never gone into the medical field but the process can't be that hard... this would be great PR as well. March out children and veterans with our braces on. You think you could make artificial limbs as well? We could help double the people." Pepper was already typing on his computer. Tony conversed with Fury for a second.
"If I use the same..."
"Please don't over whelm me with your science speak. I trust you to get this done and Tony... you are amazing." Tony smiled and left her office quickly to go down to his lab.

Fury ADORED Peter. Whenever his student visited to help him with his new project she would let out little purrs inside his head. Peter seemed to be on edge around his mentor like he knew something was new but he never called Tony out. Fury promised to keep herself hidden while the young man was there but Tony could tell she itched to... mother him would be the right word. Maybe she was picking up Tony's instincts to protect and dare he say it... love the boy like he was Tony's.

"So this new super-person showed up. Calls himself Venom... I can't tell if he's a good guy or a bad guy. He literally EATS people Mr. Stark! But he only eats bad people so its super confusing." Peter rambled on while welding a plate onto a prototype arm since Fury refused to get near the torches. Tony noticed Fury perked up at the name but remained quiet.
"Just be careful, Peter." Tony said, promising to ask Fury about her reaction later.
"All done Mr. Stark!" Peter said, flipping his protective mask up off his face. Tony checked his work and was impressed.
"You've really improved. This is very great." Tony said patting him on his shoulder. Peter beamed at him and picked up his back pack from the floor.
"I better get back before aunt May gets worried. Bye Mr. Stark!" and like that Peter was up the stairs and gone from the lab like a rocket.

"So what's up Fury?" Tony asked while he put the tools away and made notes to his project folder.
"I know the name Venom. He is a symbiote like me." Tony paused in his notes.
"That can't be good..."
"Oh Venom is mostly harmless, but it sounds like he found himself a host he has fully synthesized with. Like you and I. It would make him harder to kill if it came down to fighting him."
"Well I still have my suit remember? I'm sure we could take him if he became too much of a problem." Tony saved up his work and started up to his penthouse. Suddenly Fury was on edge and Tony paused at the door that separated him from the rest of his house. All Fury could say was "something dangerous" when he asked what was wrong. Putting on a bracelet that would call his suit in a moments notice Tony slowly opened the door and entered his home. Looking around he didn't immediately see anyone until he rounded the corner and a tall figure stood in front of his fireplace.

"T'challa?" Tony let out a little gasp of relief and Fury calmed down when she realized he knew the intruder in their home. T'challa gave him a brilliant smile and came over to hug the smaller man.
"Tony Stark. I came to make sure you were ok. I would have come sooner but I had problems in Wakanda I couldn't leave unfinished." Tony returned the embrace and led him over to the couch.
"Guess I should call you king now huh?" Tony asked as he pulled out two water bottles and offered one to the new king.
"You may call me just T'challa please. I get enough being called king in my own country." T'challa took the bottle and took a sip.
"I'd offer you something strong but I've sworn off drinking... it... upsets my stomach lately." Tony lied as smoothly as he could. He was thrown off center having the king of Wakanda in his home so late at night. They traded small talk for a little while until Tony didn't need Fury to know that the king wanted something.
"As nice as this is T'challa, you let yourself in so late at night for a reason. Let's just be adults and get to the point." Tony tossed his empty water bottle next to him on the couch. T'challa gave him a guilty smile.
"There is a reason I am here I confess... I'd like to trade something for your B.A.R.F. technology." Tony looked surprised. He hadn't worked on that since the end of the "Civil War" and it had fallen to the way side in favor of his brace project. Tony felt his eyes narrowing and Fury started writhing under his skin.
"Why would you want it?" Tony asked, trying to keep his tone light.
"It's a revolutionary way to help soldiers and the mentally ill. Wakanda has been unable to recreate it so we were hoping you were up for a trade." T'challa finished his water and looked at him with a kind smile.
"So you couldn't steal my idea so you've come to trade for it. Let me guess you need it to heal one Winter Soldier." Tony hissed, gripping the edge of the couch in a death grip to try to keep himself calm. T'challa cleared his throat and recrossed his legs.
"Not steal but recreate. We couldn't match your brilliance so..."
"Save it! Don't avoid the question! You harbored the rogue avengers after what they did! After what they did to ME!" Tony all but roared. He stood up and tried taking deep breaths but his anger was getting harder to contain.

"The Winter Soldier may not have killed your father but he killed MY parents! Both of them! Beat my father's face in like he was nothing and then killed my mother just for being there! I'd rather delete the entire project and never code again than give you ANYTHING to help him or Steve! They left me for DEAD and if it wasn't for Fu... Friday I'd be frozen in that stupid Hydra base inside my own suit. I was your ally and you were too busy helping wanted felons to make sure I was ok until almost 10 weeks later. And even then it was because you needed something" T'challa stood up and reached for him.
"I am so sorry my friend..." Suddenly Tony's eyes were black and his teeth turned into needles as Fury came just above the surface and hissed at him. Tony quickly made his face normal and backed up fast. It was too late though, T'challa was looking at him with a horrified look.
"Leave... I said get out of my house! And tell Steve I burned that letter and that insulting flip phone he sent through snail mail." Tony ran up the stairs and threw his body against the door as soon as it was closed. He couldn't catch his breath and clawed at his chest, ripping his shirt off. His anger was too much and he started screaming into the room, grabbing what he could and throwing it with inhuman strength.

His favorite bed was smashed into millions of pieces, the mattress ripped up and flung across the room, his night stand became embedded in the ceiling and while he destroyed his room he couldn't stop screaming. Suddenly he didn't want to be in that room anymore. His fist went through the shatter proof glass and he stood on his balcony railing, feeling the cold air whip around him. Tony thought he heard something at his door but the remains of the bed was against it.
"Jump" Fury whispered, still writhing and screaming under his skin "Trust me. I'll always catch you" Tony looked down at the busy street and just let himself fall. He thought he heard T'challa screaming before he was engulfed in white.

Everything about Fury was long. Long white arms, long white legs, long white fingers with long pink claws on the end. She even had a long tail that helped her launch off Stark tower onto a neighboring building. She felt so FREE now that she had full control. Tony thought that flying was euphoric but giving up complete control as Fury ran as fast as her body could carry her over New York gave a whole new meaning to the word. She ran on all fours making impossible leaps over busy streets and clawing her way up buildings when she couldn't leap them.

After running for hours and releasing as much anger as she could Fury sat down on a tall apartment complex and wrapped her tail around herself, panting like a dog. A noise made her turn and hiss but the figure only stepped closer. Large and black with piercing white eyes.

"Venom"