Still wearing the black costume, Peter sat in the bell tower, with a giant bell above him, looking off toward the horizon, his suit in a pile in the corner, he was reflections on what he had just done, everytime he relived it in his mind, the more angry he got... but he was also reflecting on what Curtis Connors told him about the symbiote...
A part of him was urging him to keep the suit, and forget everything that had happened, apologise to Mj if you have to, but keep the suit and forget this, but He had to get it off, he'd only worn it for a few days, and it already made him feel like he was losing touch with his soul, what would it do to him if he in a few weeks, or months? He couldn't risk finding out...
He just had to get the suit off, he put the rest of the suit on, and expected it to come off as easily as it did last time...
It didn't...
he tried to pull it off,
Perhaps sensing that matters had reached an crisis point, the "Suit" refused to yield. He pulled it with all his strength, and it just streched like silly putty, but then it just snapped back to his skin...
Peter, remembering everything dr Connors had told him, cursed himself for his stupidity, even as he continued to fight against the costume...
He wanted his life back, he didn't want this symbiote to control his life! And as soon as he thought that, the suit redoubled its efforts, seemingly fighting for its own life too. He almost heard something hiss in his head, but the bell started ringing and cut it off, "stop, you don't have to do th-"
The "suits" grip on Peter weakened, Peter thought he was winning because he had stronger will, but it was actually because of the noise...
He started to get a groove going, and was tearing the suit off more and more, it was trying to reform on him, but it was to weak
But he was getting weak too... when he thought he had fully gotten the symbiote off and fell to the floor, "I Have to get up, if I.... if I faint here... I... I could... end up back at... back at sqaure one... stuck in the... stuck in the... suit..."
But he was too exhausted. The ooze still around him that was left from when he tore it off started to merge together, and then, started to slither to Peters knocked out body... and started to record him in its dark flesh... when it got to his head, it pulled open his mouth, and went inside, causing Peter to immediately wake up... but it was too late, he tried to struggle, but the bell had stopped, giving the ooze time to regain its strength, and then, he blacked out, the last thing he felt before fainting, was pain...
And he heard a hiss in his head, as he drifted off, "I'm sssssorry, but you jusssst wouldn't lisssten... I'll sssspeak to you... Later...."
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Symbiote Bonding Storys (Spider-Venom) (Good Symbiote)
Short StoryA collection of symbiote bonding story's I came up with with the symbiote being good and not evil!