"I mean," Eddie Brock continued, his voice echoing from the bathroom. "You've been watching me for the past three weeks. You probably know everything about me."
Clint scrambled out of the bed, searching through his clothes for his –
"Looking for this?"
A weird, slimy, black tentacle hovered in the bathroom doorway, holding his Glock by the barrel.
"We found it after you fell asleep," the man told him. "As well as your wallet... and your SHIELD ID card."
Clint nearly slapped himself. He'd been careless.
"What are you, Eddie?" he dared to ask.
A grotesque squelching sound came from the bathroom, followed by footsteps heavier than Eddie's had previously been. The monster from the attack stood, towering over him. It had his Glock in its huge palm now.
"I doubt you don't already know," it spoke, grinning. "I mean, you must have heard the screams."
Clint shivered. He wasn't easily scared, but now he was terrified. He suddenly understood why the first victim had been so scared.
Half of the creature's face peeled back, teeth framing the window. And there was Eddie's face, looking him dead in the eye. "We are Venom."
The Glock crumpled in their hand like a soda can under his boot.
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Fanfiction*CURRENTLY BEING RE-WRITTEN* Eddie and Venom head to New York City for an article. Their arrival went smoothly, and nobody noticed them. But then the bad guy screamed too much, and now there are cameras in Eddie's hotel room, and the people on the o...
