E N E M I E S [peter Parker x reader]

Quinn.

My arm hairs stick up immediately. My stomach churns. Quinn is my only family left. I can't afford to loose him - it would break me.
I know what I have to do. I know that I have to do it alone. No one I love and trust can be involved. No one.

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2 YEARS LATER
(You are 18 now)

"Y/n! Lab! Now!" The familiar voice of Frank calls out. My heart swarms with joy and happiness, knowing that I am his favourite out of all the children here. My bare feet slap the ground as I run wildly to the lab. My long skirt flapping behind me. My super-duper speed gets me there quick. The white tank top sticks to me from sweat.
"Yes, father?" I say. My posture straight and head help high. I know he hates anyone slouching. We would get punished if he saw that.
"Test time, child." He says, guest gesturing to the bed-chair infront of me. I lay down facing the blinding lights that shone above me. A sting lights up my arm, telling me that the neon needle was in. Ever since Father found out that Venom was inside me, he has done tests to see if he could make the same parasite. Although, Venom is starting to get on my nerves. He keeps saying things like "What about Quinn and Peter?" Who even are Quinn and Peter? He also mutters "We need to get to Eddie." I don't know who he is talking about. Anger and Determination shoots through my arm, I see Fathers face comes into vision. He hands me his phone and shows me pictures of a brown haired boy, that looks around my age, and a Black haired man that wears weird glasses. They always have a tint of colour in them.
"These men are bad. You are to kill them. Okay?" He says sternly.
"Yes." I speak robotically. I don't actually want to kill them, but I don't have a choice. The serum he injects into me makes me follow his orders. If i try to not follow what he says, the same pain will set a fire in me.
"Go child. We have no time to waste."
"Yes, Father."
My legs drag me to outside of the building we were in. I was rarely allowed to go outside. Same with any other of fathers children. No one was unless we had the serum in us.
People in picture are friend. Don't kill.
Shut up Venom! I don't even know who they are! Jesus Christ! It's not like I have a choice anyways! I mentally scream at him.
They are people you love. Don't kill.
I just went over this, V. I don't have a choice.
I walk across the busy path way, and walk for miles and miles. I walk into a shop called Delmar's when it's almost 3 in the afternoon. Something about this place makes my gut churn, it hurts my brain. It's like my brain is trying to remember something.
A tall, brown haired girl pays and takes a few steps then looks at me. She stops dead in her tracks.
"Y-Y/n?" Her voice cracks. She reminds me of something. I just don't know what.
"Do I know you?" I sassily reply.
"I-it's me! It's MJ!" A tear rolls down her cheek and she engulfed me in a hug. I push her away aggressively.
"I DONT KNOW WHO YOU ARE!" I shout.
"Hey, hey, y/n, MJ. Everything alright? Haven't seen you in a while, darl." A worker says.
"Jesus fucking Christ. How do you know my name?" I shout. MJ whips out her phone and quickly dials a number.
"Peter! Y/n is here! Get down here now! Delmars! Bring stark, aswell. Something has happened to her."
"I'm looking for this man and this boy, have you seen them?" I ask, showing her the picture that Father gave me.
"Yeah that peter and Tony. They are on there way. Do you seriously not remember them?" She whispers in disbelief. I nod, not knowing a single thing about anyone. Peter. Venom keeps saying the name Peter.
"So I'm taking it you found your brother?" She talks.
"What're you talking about? I don't have a brother." I say mono-toned.
"Yeah, Quinn. You know?" Quinn. There's that name again. Who are these people? I shake my head no and her jaw drops.
"Are you serious right now-"
She gets cut off by the bell jingling.
"Y/n?" A small, male voice whimpers behind me. A voice that hurts my head. I turn around slowly. I am met with warm, brown puppy dog eyes. A boy whose face looks soft and wrecked at the same time. He had bags under his eyes but he looked healthy. His lip quivered and my brain clicked.
Kill.
Don't kill.
Venom, Kill.
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