Venom X Spiderman

Chapter 1

Author's note: Chapters will alternate between P.O.V.'s until I say otherwise... i don't know what else to say but, I hope you guys like the chapter and tell me in the comments how I did for the first official chapter of my first fanfic ^w^!

Important Story info: Venom is very OOC cuz while he was trying to bond himself to Spidey and somewhat 'filling in' for Spidey's old suit, he in turn absorbed some of what makes Spiderman.., well, Spiderman(that means both powers and traits/ideals. Also intelligence and techy knowhow). But he also got what makes Peter Parker.., well, Peter Parker.

Disclaimer: All the characters are owned by Marvel. The only thing I own is the plot. Any pictures used I get from Google, unless I state otherwise.

Warning: Nick Fury swears, obviously.

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~ Venom P.O.V. ~

The last few days have been horrible. Everytime I tried to help someone out of a jam, they'd run away screaming without so much as a thank you! Then, to make matters worse, my beloved Spider-themed hero would come in to their "rescue" and shoo me off;so to speak. There have also been some almost 'team-ups', wherein I would see Spodey fighting some baddies and I'd try to help him out, but he'd end up fighting me as well in unwanted misunderstandings. But today is the start of a new day; full of possibilities, hope for a new rep, and maybe even a friend...or possibly more..

Right now I'm climbing up the side of a crane at the loading docks, waiting for the S.H.E.I.L.D helicarrier to get close enough to my current position.

As it neared the ideal distance, I shot out a string of web-like tendrils towards my intended target and thwip'd my way onto the front window. Once there, I looked inside to see lots of startled S.H.E.I.L.D agents, and a slightly annoyed Nick Fury; whom of which is one of the few people I've been wanting to talk to.

Now that I'm here, I should probably find a way in. Climbing to the top of the window, I slipped(more like squelched) through what little space there was between the edge of the window and the sections of the plates that make up the helicarrier. Once inside, I reformed myself and proceeded to leisurely crawl down the window, watching as Fury and the S.H.E.I.L.D agents rallied up into a formation and readied themselves for a fight.

"Hey guys", I say, giving a friendly wave as I slowly approach them, smiling a sharptoothed smile. "If you wouldn't mind, I'd like to talk to Nick Fury, please?". My fluffy cat ears started swiveling towards the soft whirring sounds each laser gun made as they powered up. I stood there, calmly watching them as I was quickly surrounded by a group of armed S.H.E.I.L.D agents. I proceeded to look down at my chest to see that it is covered with several red dots and resisted my urge to paw(heh 😉)at them.

As I looked back up, I couldn't help the somewhat nervous laugh that came out before I proceeded to clear my throat. "Okay guys, just calm down. Like I said; the only reason I'm here is 'cuz I want to have a civil conversation with Director Fury", I say as I hold my hands up all surrender-like, "Besides, you guys do realize that if I'd have come here with an intent to wreak havoc and cause harm, I would've done it by now, right?", after saying this, I stretched an arm halfway across the room to grab a random chair, in which for me to sit on and further emphasize my non-threateningness, and the fact that I'm not leaving anytime soon.

A couple of tense minutes passed, as I sat in the center of the hostile group of S.H.E.I.L.D agents, patiently waiting for a response. At some point, during those short-ish couple minutes of waiting, I decided to rest one of my feet atop the opposite knee and lean the chair back a bit to possibly look even less threatening. But what Fury uttered seconds later had me toppling over(none too gently might I add) and some of the surrounding S.H.E.I.L.D agents to lightly gasp in shock and others to just stand there mouths agape.