The Real Carnage

Chapter Two

Peter's encounter with Ned hadn't gone so well, he didn't know what Carnage had eaten last night but it certainly didn't agree with him.

What the hell did you do last night? Peter demanded, getting Carnage's attention as the presence awoke within him.

Oh relax Parker. It has nothing to do with you! Carnage told him sleepily, it's voice loud and clear.

I'm serious! I feel like I'm about to puke, and I have since last night. What did you do? He said, the feeling in his gut getting even more worse as he was forced to put his hand across his mouth to stop him from puking.

What I eat, has nothing to do with you Parker. You just have some side affects of dizziness, nausea, headaches. But you won't taste it, it won't harm you. So relax, Carnage paused, but since we do share a body and all, I should say. I think you already know.

Peter had hoped and hoped that wasn't Carnage's diet, but it seemed so. Though for him wouldn't that have been classed as cannibalism? Though Carnage had said what he ate didn't affect Peter at all. So maybe not…

Shit, shit, shit. Humans? You eat humans? Why didn't you just eat me? Jesus Christ this is bad…

Oh stop whining Parker, I needed you to survive and them well — I just did that for fun, Carnage chuckled slightly, remember your the host.

No. I'm not the host. Your a guest in my body, so we're making some rules. Peter said, his thoughts racing madly, one is, no eating humans. Two no taking control unless you warn me, three do not make me look bad in front of Mr. Stark —

Before I agree. Why do you look up to Stark?

Great. A personal question that Peter didn't even have an answer to. Was it that maybe Peter just wanted to impress him? Or — he was like a father figure to Peter, and he wanted to be perfect.

He recruited me into the Avengers, helped me be Spiderman. He's… A good person, and I don't want him to think I'm some brain eating maniac alright? Peter finally replied after a lot of thinking.

Mmh. Alright. Here's the deal kid. I tell you when I'm taking charge, however I cannot do that if your in some sort of temper. For the second, I need to eat to live. Just like you, I can't just go vegan you know. And three, I'll consider not making you look bad in front of Stark.

Peter wanted to yell out, get this thing out of him. But had already entered his bloodstream and the only way would be to — cut.

Look. Don't consider anything. Just agree. And — maybe you could just eat bad guys. Not innocent people. Peter thought. It was still horrific to eat a person, despite their personality. But it was much better than snapping a woman's neck off.

Bad guys? If you insist.

Peter was a bit more perky now that they'd come to an agreement, and since Tony Stark was coming in the school to give them a most likely boring and head spinning speech about technology, he wouldn't be acting….off.

Thought that didn't stop him from once again clutching his stomach and running to the bathroom, where he gave way and was immediately sick.

Later on, Peter was still feeling pretty bad. But when Tony walked into the hall. He straightened his posture, but that was a stupid idea since he just set off an alarm. Of sickness.

“You all know me as Tony Stark, Stark Enterprises. Anyways what I came in to yell you today was technology. Of the past, future and of course present…”

While Tony went on about how phones could well be discarded in the near future, Peter felt an insane hunger inside. Not his own, but Carnage's.

It's getting late kid. And I need to feed. Carnage warned, it's voice rough and full of menace.

Around his hands, came the black and red substance again. Almost covering them. He shook his head slightly and tried to fight it best he could.

No. Not here. Not now. Can't you wait just a little longer? Peter asked thoughtfully, straining his muscles to get control over his actions.

I can't wait Parker. Unless you want me to slaughter Stark, then I suggest we make an exit…

Peter held his breath, getting up from his seat and rushing down the space in between the rows and rows of chairs. Opening the door, and leaving the building safely.

Get ready…

And it took over again.