Based in the animated series timeline, at the churchbell, whilst removing his alien costume, Peter decided to take the suit back, but this time on his terms. Peter and Venom struggle to balance their control and desires as the story unfolds.
"It's too late it won't let me!" Peter said as he struggled with the black suit that was continuing to tighten around his body. Suddenly the bell in the tower started ringing, and Peter felt the suit seem to loosen in pain. That's when Peter remembered the sonic blaster that had attacked him before, and how it had caused the same effect. "Sonic vibrations! You don't like them." Peter said in excitement as he walked closer and closer to the bell. Peter got too close to the bell, and as it sent him flying backward, he was shot out of the black suit. Peter hit the ground and looked up at the monstrosity that was the black suit. It was wriggling around in pain as the sound of the bell kept ringing. "Why didn't I know your weakness?" Peter said as the suit oozed ever closer to him. "Did you block it from my mind to protect yourself?" Peter continued questioning. As the symbiote swung a tentacle at Peter, he barely dodged it once again. "No! I'm not like you, I thought I wanted what you had to offer..." Peter said as the suit began to melt into a puddle. The symbiote had endured too much pain. From the separation of its host, and the vibrations, the symbiote had lost. Peter walked over to the bell and made it stop. He had won. Peter questioned walking away, but he just couldn't. He didn't want this goo getting in the wrong hands, and who knows what kind of danger he would have to fight then. At that very moment, Peter made a decision.
"Get up," Peter said to the ooze. After a moment of silence, Peter repeated himself, this time walking closer to the goo. Suddenly the ooze began to grow in size, and created a clone of Peter's black costume, although this version looked a little more animal-like. "Listen, I can just punch that bell again and let you die, but I'm here to make a deal." Peter started explaining slowly. "Now I know that you are alien, you can't try and conceal yourself anymore. I also know you are smart enough to understand what I am saying." The suit nodded at Peter cautiously. "I will let you use my body-" Peter said as the suit lunged at him. Peter gestured towards the bell and the suit stopped quickly. "I will let you use my body under a few conditions. I have full control over my body at all times, and you don't do anything behind my back. I like that power that you give me, and I know that you obviously have more, so no hiding as my suit anymore." Peter explained to the symbiote, which was nodding in agreement at every sentence. "Whilst you are a parasite, I expect you to be the lower half of us. You aren't going to be the one in control here, you understand?" Peter asked the goo. The goo nodded, and as Peter put out his hand, the two shook on it.
Suddenly the ooze melted again, but instead of going on the floor, it oozed up Peter's body. Peter hated admitting it, but he was so glad to feel the power of the suit surrounding his body again. The suit had fully covered Peter once again, and he once again donned the black suit.
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Now that Peter was done enjoying his new body, the symbiote let him know about the sample he had given Dr. Connors. "Yes..." Peter said with his new mouth. A shadow appeared on the window of Connor's lab once again. This time Peter didn't look for an open window and instead smashed the glass. Right where he had left the sample last time, it was sitting in a beaker. Peter picked up the container and crushed it in his hand, absorbing the last bit of symbiote he needed. Although the symbiote had agreed to being the lesser half, it still wanted to have some influence over Peter, and this extra bit of symbiote would strengthen that connection. Peter roared in the lab, and suddenly Dr. Connors came rushing in, startled at the monster in the middle of the room. "Who?-" Connor's said as he saw the remains of the symbiote's beaker lying on the floor. "No Peter! What have you done to yourself?" Peter laughed at Connor's and walked menacingly up to him. "You thought I couldn't control it but you were wrong. All I had to do was threaten it with being seperated and it has been listening to me ever since." Peter said, pointing a finger at Connors. "You tried to take that away from us, all you greedy scientists are all the same." Peter said pushing Connors up against the wall. "It has you right where it wants you Peter..." Connor's whispered as he slumped to the ground. Peter swung off into the distance.
