O'Hara the Heartless (Miguel O'hara X Fem!Venom!oc/reader! enemies to lovers?)

I'm not MJ anymore

My head is killing me... really everything is killing me. I can't bear to open my eyes, but i think I'm being carried? Though My equilibrium is so thrown off i could be completely wrong. Unfamiliar voices echo around me, making my migraine worse.

This is just my luck really, one day I'm walking down my neighborhood, the next I'm in another universe held hostage by some spider psycho.

'We are hungry... why haven't you fed us yet...' the ill tempered parasite began to speak in my mind, if I had the energy I'd roll my eyes.

'I'm barely able to breath and all you can think about is food? Real classy.'

'Where are we? Why are there so many vile spiders?'

'Per usual, I have no fucking clue.'

venom hissed and went back to sitting quietly in the back of my mind. Suddenly i feel myself being set down onto a cold surface. I tried to focus on my breathing once more, slowly gaining the strength to open my eyes. Immediately my retinas take in a glaring red light, as my vision clears I can see some sort of red translucent wall in front of me... and all around me.

Slowly sitting up I feel a tug at my arm. Looking over I see a small blue bracelet around my wrist along with an IV in me. It looked to be hooked up to some sort of medicine. As I get a closer look at my surroundings I quickly see I'm not alone.

Turning my head around, a stranger catches my attention.

"Miguel, she's awake" A spider girl with a white suit calls out. Instinctively I move myself away from the girl, leaning on the back of the red cell. The one presumed to be Miguel walks over to me, looking down as he crosses his arms. "Good she's alive, now time to send her back."

"Wait hold on," I speak up. "What is going on, who are you people?"

A punk Spider-Man saunters up. "You are sitting in a cell in the confines of the bastardized spider system we call a society."

"Hobbie come on, we aren't bastards." The spider girl sighs

"Well I know I sure am" the punk named Hobbie smirked trough his mask.

Miguel gives a disapproving look, turning to his watch he pulls up some sort of file. "Look MJ, you unfortunately-"

"Don't call me that." I spat

"What?"

"Don't call me that." I repeated.

A pause, "okay then... listen you unfortunately were kidnapped by Spider-Man 82764, looks like his M... his girlfriend was killed in his universe. In response he invented a way to hop from universe to universe. Then he found you, an almost exact copy of his girlfriend. Only difference being that you are a venom..." Miguel trailed off. "Anyway long story short we help the multiverse stay intact and we are gonna get you back home. Layla, we ready to transport?"

A little hologram woman appeared on his watch. She looked nervous. "What is it now..." Miguel asked. The hologram spoke in a hushed tone. "We need to talk, privately." The spider people in the room looked at Miguel in confusion, the man gave an exhausted sigh. "You three, keep an eye on her. Give me a sec"

As the brooding Spider-Man walked away, the three others looked at me. A spider woman with goggles and a motor cycle jacket sat down next to the cell. "I'm Jessica by the way, and sorry about all this." She spoke sweetly. I nodded, not sure how to respond. "That's Gwen and that's Hobbie," she pointed out the other two.

"Come on Jess you are just gonna out us to a super villian?" Gwen crossed her arms

I glared over to her. "Super villian? The hell are you on?" Jessica and Gwen gave me a puzzled look. "I didn't mean to... we'll aren't you? You're venom, you kill people."

"Ya I do. You know who I kill? Serial killers, Abusers, people who deserve to die."

"Oh so you get to decide to who lives and dies then"

"It's better then letting Spider-Man falsely lock up the good and letting the bad get away!"

Gwen paused. Hobbie looked to be intrigued.

"What do you mean?" Gwen asks

I scoff. "Listen I don't know how you spider people act. But my universe's Spider-Man is anything but helpful. With New York politicians lining up his pockets, Peter is nothing but a puppet for them. It's why I broke up with him in the first place."

"Wait hold on a venom was dating Spider-Man" Jess asked.

"You keep saying that. "A" venom? Are their multiple-" but I was quickly interrupted.

"You have literally hopped into multiple different universes, just as there are infinite Spider-Men, there are infinite venoms."

"Fair enough... anyway venom came after the breakup. Since it came into my life I've been taking over for peter. If he won't protect New York anymore, then I will."

The three stood quietly, just as Gwen was about to speak up Miguel walked back into the room. Walking over to his desk and he began typing away at the computer. "Alright problem, we can't send her back." I stand up quicker than I though I could. "What?! Why not?" I could feel venom edging on my anger.

"what do you mean? What happened?" Jessica got up and walked over to the desk. "Oh Shit..."

Anxiety was creeping up my spine as Miguel took off his mask. "Listen I don't know how to tell you this but it's gonna be worse if I don't say anything." He took hold of the computer monitor and spun it towards me. On screen was my Peter in my universe standing above me... above my body...

"The same day you were kidnapped, your Spider-Man was supposed to kill you."

I felt my heart race against my aching bones. "I... I don't understand..." Miguel nodded and slowly walked over towards me.

"The spider multiverse only functions when the cannon is followed. The cannon is a line of events that has to happen, if certain events don't happen, the universe associated will cease to exist."

Miguel paused and he turned on a holographic screen in front of my cell. Images from my universe showed.

"The fact that you were ripped out of your universe was already disrupting the cannon, but if we were to send you back... there's no telling how fast your universe will collapse."

The room was beginning to spin, I held onto my head as I leaned against the wall. 'Peter was gonna kill me... he was gonna kill me...' Miguel rose his hands, "hey MJ take a deep breath, we are gonna figure this out-"

"Stop it! Stop calling me that!"

The four others began to surround the cell, words falling out of their mouths in what I assume was supposed to help, but all I could hear was my heartbeat thrashing in my head, and that slimy voice coming closer.

'It's time to feast...'

Ripping the IV off of my arm i took a deep breath. "For the last time, I'm not MJ anymore... We are venom."

Inky black slime began to crawl over our body, jagged teeth emerging from around our face until covering it completely. Standing taller and feeling stronger in this form, we thrash at the cell walls, small cracks beginning to show.

Miguel yelled into his watch "Layla! Get back up now!"