Venom Omega

Chapter One ~ Transported Once Again

            "Agent Omega, You have a mission" The voice over the intercom spoke softly, just loud enough for you to wake up from your regularly scheduled nightmares. Scratchy wool blankets were finally felt under your rapidly forming fingertips, stretching out of the rapidly amass of slime you were consumed in. You dubbed the huge mound of slime and webbing you hid in, your 'pod',  your alien symbiote related parts coming out in a way. Of course, you weren't fully symbiote, some parts of you still human even though you were forcefully transformed into an alien. 

      "Please clean up before entering the instruction chamber" A monotone voice spoke again, the crisp clean female voice your personal preference. It was a simple room of plain grey, the paint on the walls chipping off in spots where you knew you had clawed in frustration. Made of simple concrete, it stood strong against the violent attacks you had when you were asleep. Of course right now, you were a bundle of slime, not content sleeping in the 'human' body you made every night. There was another room on the side, closed by a door which you had to form fingers for. That was the bathroom, currently feeling yourself make the bones and tendons that made a fully functional arm. You personally liked transforming in the bathroom, so watching eyes couldn't study how you transformed every day. Swinging the arm at the doorknob, you missed. Jeusus! You sure were grogger in the mornings, so why did your "boss" wake you up so early?  It was easier to tell with your internal human clock, not liking it when you didn't get your scheduled three hours of sleep. C'mon! It wasn't much, but at least your torturer's had enough decency to do that. Finally, you grasped the doorknob.

        "Uuughhhh" You groaned in relief, placing your slime face on the floor as you closed the door behind you. What should you be today? Caucasian, White, African American? You had so many human faces in your arsenal, that you could completely stitch together a new face and it would look completely normal. It's what made you a perfect espionage weapon of mass destruction, completely devoid of all human morals. It's probably what would have happened if you hadn't been saved. Just barely thinking of the past made you transform into a familiar face. Your own. It was heavily scared, the taught and fit body made after years of heavy training. To be honest, it looked heavily anorexic because you couldn't eat human food anymore. Yeah, today would be a nostalgic day. Content with the memories of your previous world and more, you began to alter yourself to a more normal version. You gave your self the body type you always wanted, taking away fat or adding it to the places you needed it. Permanently placing what looked like makeup but was actually skin, to make yourself prettier to your worlds standard. You looked like you always wanted to be, feeling prettier than any Instagram model.  Finally carving the face shape, you were nearly done. The only thing left was to add one feature of your symbiote-likeness, so you wouldn't have to focus all your attention on your appearance. You needed to be battle ready too. The eyes in the mirror turned to white, opening up to look like your predecessor venoms. 

"Oh shit, here we go again" You muttered, watching your vision widen to the point where you could see behind you. A part of you would never get to the point of getting used to your powers, too used to your (your age) years of humanity you had behind you. You figured that when you get to the same amount of years in symbiote time, then you'd be fully used to it. Grabbing the sunglasses tape on the counter, you put them on to hide your eyes from being discovered. Closing the door behind you, you were left with only your cage door to be opened. 

"Agent Omega is ready for Action!" You nearly yelled, getting used to your vocal cords once again. The soft rumble of concrete let you know that the door was moving, watching as a part of the wall began to open and push open. Pretty soon you were met with a blue hallway, empty of all the personnel you knew so well. Did your boss know you were super grumpy today? Of course, you had eaten that one person when you were woken up early, but that was once! You had promised not to do it again!  Walking down the huge hallway was met with silence. Feeling yourself get bored with no people to jokingly terrorize, you began to skip on your scheduled path to the conference room.