Symbiosis: At World's End

The Calm Before The Storm

The stocky build of the hosted symbiote silently slipped from alley to alley, tracking its prey. It had given it the slip several hours ago, but now the alien was closing in on its target. Just several more minutes until it found it. Then, and only then, would it strike.

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Brianna rolled around in bed, restless. She had been trying to fall asleep for some time now, but she just wasn't tired. It was Friday night, and she wanted to get up early the next morning to visit the library first thing, but she just couldn't seem to fall asleep. It didn't help matters that there had been rumors of a shadowy figure stalking the back alleys of her neighborhood. Her parents were worried sick and were trying to convince her to start carrying a weapon with her. She always said no, but the inky black of night wasn't helping matters. Finally, she dozed off and stayed that way.

Unbeknownst to her, a black slime with pink tinges slipped under the cracks of her closet and oozed up the wall. It sensed the enemy drawing nearby. Even if it could escape, its hunter would attack the nearest living thing in the immediate area when it arrived out of fury at missing its prey. There was no other option. It slipped across the wall and began to spread its mass over the girl.

After she was completely covered, it solidified into a nearly all black rubberlike costume with a white spider logo on the back. Her feet were adorned with pink "shoes" if you could call it that. For the mask, if it could be called that, there were the signature white eyes of hosted symbiotes. The interesting part was that the suit also had what appeared to be a black hood covering the head with the edges of it being white sharp, jagged edges. The base of the neck also had a red line swirling downwards to the waist, appearing like a tongue, and finally, said marking was adorned with white, appearing like teeth.

The symbiote maneuvered its host to the window. Time was short.

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Merrick sat perched in a tree, keeping an eye on the landscape. The symbiote had warned him that there was a small pack of Overlords not too far off, heading in their direction. He'd been waiting for about twenty minutes for them to appear so he could end them.

Then he saw them. All four of them were walking on their hands and feet. One of them was green and black and had no logo on its chest, but its claws were extra-long. Behind it was a blue and silver one with a defined nose with vampiric teeth. Flanking its left was what appeared to be hosted by a wolf with yellow and gray coloring, while the right was flanked by a creature with two sharp talons and a scorpion tail.

Merrick silently had the symbiote morph his hands into twin blades. He sat stock still until one of them was right below him. He dropped out of the tree and killed the ones in the middle each in a single downward stroke. He then spun his blade upward to block a potential attack. The creatures had leapt away and were hissing and screeching at him. They charged, not bothering to protect themselves.

Merrick just sighed and calmly stepped out of the way, then brought the blade down in a hammer motion to finish them off.

"Really, I would have thought they were smarter than this." Merrick muttered as his hands returned to normal.

"Overlords rarely see their kind being killed, less so by one of their own. Thus, it drives them to rage much faster."

"Obviously."

Merrick returned to the place he'd made camp about a day ago. It was about midnight, and he was starting to get tired. So far, the pack of Overlords was all he'd seen in terms of action, and he was really starting to get frustrated with it. He'd spent his whole life to this point constantly on the move, so it wasn't in his nature to set up a semi-permanent camp, and when he did, it was to wait out a group of nasties.