Venom Omega

Chapter Two ~ Baby Mishaps

"Ugh, where am I?" You muttered, trying to rub your face but failing miserably. The stink and putrid air of the city flooded your rapidly forming nose, feeling your body parts coming back surely but slowly. You felt your clothes under you, blushing slightly with no current vision. Needing to prioritize your vision, it felt slightly harder to even do a simple task. The uncertain amount of weight you had now threw you off, your less amount of mass a probability from transporting into a different world. 

"UGh, Fury. Come in" You tapped on your wrist, trying to find the large hunk of metal that was on your arm. 

"Agent Omega, we can't understand you. Please Come in" You heard the scratchy voice of Eddie, sounding off in the corner of your ear. Was your communicator above you? You used your slime in blindness to hit the damn thing to respond. 

"I'm fine, I'm fine" You muttered, your silent cry of wanting eyes a need. 

"Shit! Don't Cry! Were going to-" A slight crunch was all you needed to know that it was suddenly broken, the slight pop in your eyes the only thing you needed to know that they appeared. The appearance of a large face was almost tempting to scream at, Fluffy wolf ears appearing at the top of the woman's head. Big bubbly tears flowed freely from her face, bending down in such a way that she covered half of your vision. 

"Are you alone, little one?" She whispered, reaching out to you like she was afraid of hurting you. You were half tempted to lash out at her to show dominance but you saw something, hidden deep in the depths of her own eyes that you knew so well. The soft blue shades were darkened with a loss like she had lost something she loved so deeply that it scarred her. Picking you up made you revel in a newfound horror, small skinny legs of a newborn danced were your feet where. 

"Y/n L/n? Is that your name?" The woman purred as she checked the silver dog tags around your neck, watching closely as her heel crushed the wristwatch once more. You nodded to the best of your ability's in this form, watching as her eyes lit up the alleyway you both were stationed in. 

"Ah! You can understand me, can't you? How cute~" She purred, lifting you in the bundle of clothes you were swamped in. 

"Your so smart and have the most beautiful eyes I ever did see" She made you easily blush, complementing your venom-like eyes you willed on in a whim. Unlike the alleyway filled with trash, she smelled nice. Like a soft expanse of flowers covered with hints of lilac, seemingly happy having you in her arms. It was a weird feeling of being loved that sent your brain to mush, a warm happy feeling rising in the bit of your stomach as she kissed your forehead. 

"Thanks, I guess?" You muttered, eyes widening as you realized your vocal cords weren't working in the way that you wanted. A soft coo echoed out of your mouth, your arms reaching out to covey your feelings. 

"Such a happy baby aren't you? Who could abandon such a cute child" She muttered, Grabbing all the items that surrounded you with the suit.

"Honey, what are you doing-" A man came into your view, silencing when he saw your face.  

"Pup, That's a Pup" He stated the unknown obviously, confusing the terms kid with what could be considered a dog's kid. He also had the obvious pair of ears, although he had a hue of red hair that also led you to believe he had powers. Every redhead you knew in the marvel universe had powers, so why didn't the man with slitted eyes have one. 

"I know, they were laying in the back alley all alone! We need to get them to a nurse! They look heavily malnourished!" The woman suddenly cried out, now smelling something burning. 

"Who left a pup in the back alley of a hospital? And where are their ears?" The man began to question, reaching for your face as they began to walk out of the back alley. Not wanting to break this cover you suddenly now had, you traded in your regular ears for a pair of small kitten cat ones hidden deep within your hair. The soft rub on your scalp felt like sandpaper torture, feeling you somehow concreter face be dragged back. As if he found them, he muttered.