Venomous Spider (Venom x OC)✔

What.Did.You.Do!?

The smell of the building I was in was different. Smelled clean and very well kept. Aunt May's smelt like food and laundry all the time, but this place smells weird and like a hospital room. The bed I was in was large and soft. The warm wool blankets covered up to my neck. My body cleaned and light in weight. I felt really good for some reason, but there was an aching pain across my stomach under my belly button.

Fluttering my eyes open, taking a deep breath smelling air freshener that smelled of something really good. The room was big and dim. The lights off, but a candle lit by the bed stand. Peter was washed and sleeping right next to the bed. His arms crossed over his chair as he slept in a wooden chair. His long hair still a little damp. Looking at my stomach...Oh my god! There was no bump. There was no swollen stomach in front of me. A flat stomach that later showed the ridges of my legs. There's no bump...no...baby. Breathing heavy sitting up with effort.

Putting my left hand over my stomach that was covered with the blanket and a white t-shirt that somehow having a clean sports bra on. I pulled the blanket from my body feeling the cool air that was battling the heating in the building. The black leggings that hid my legs.lifting my shirt up slowly...sobbing out at the sight. A large scar ran across my stomach. Still pink from the surgery of the baby being removed. Peter was by my side. Holding my hand in his. Covering my mouth as I cried out. My little baby was gone...I didn't love it at the beginning, but after talking to it, telling it stories, feeling it move I've begun to love it more than anything. Venom was going to kill me, or Peter first and then do it all over again.

Throw me back into that room in the sewers...hurt me...Crying out more. "It's okay...it's gone now, he won't hurt anymore." anger flared in my body like fire licking gasoline from the ground. Pushing him away falling on the ground as I stood up running out of the room. The long hallway having a red rug and antiques along with walls. Oak walls meaning this person was rich and had money to do whatever he wanted. Running down the hall already out of breath.

"Woah! Easy there." a man grabbing me from tripping over. His accent thick as his leather gloves caught me. His red cloak was the only thing I saw before seeing the blue clothing and the eye shaped necklace around his throat. "Who-?" his hair combed back to perfection. "I'm doctor Stephen Strange." putting me back on my bare feet. Looking at the man who had greys in his hair and bread. His grey eyes showing concern and worry. "um..I-" he smiled a little. "Piper right? Peter brought you in when you passed out in the alley from Venom." he explained fixing his gloves to make sure they were still on. "Were...you the one that took...my baby?" looking up at him with fear.

Dr.Strange nodded his head before looking at something behind me. Looking over my shoulder seeing my brother. He had so much worry on his face. "Why..?" I couldn't finish myself. I was so confused, I felt angry, sad, terrified. "You said Venom would hunt you down if that baby was still in you, so we decided to do the right thing." Peter said walking towards me. "You idiot! He'll come after me more if he learns I'm not pregnant anymore! He'll kill you both! He'll hurt Aunt May!" breathing hard trying to concentrate. The world felt cold, everything hurt.

"Would you like to see it?" Strange asked behind me. Looking at him..fear in my eyes, but I nodded. Putting his hand on the lower of my back guiding me upstairs to a room that was much larger than any other. There was a device that looked almost like a cradle. Strange staying by the door silent, Peter joining him as I saw my baby. The cord still attached. The skin was black as night. It looks exactly like its father...tears filling my eyes as I saw the closed giant eyes. The small teeth forming that won't grow. The small little fingers and toes that had small claws growing.

Venom will kill anyone in his path to get to me...and his little one.