What made you change your mind|Symbrock

Murder City

Eddie's Point of view

He stuck from building to building, breaking every window his weight landed on. Glass shards filled the streets along with the blood of the civilians, bleeding from the shards of glass pressing its way into their face and body. It was pitch black most of the time but when it wasn't, all I saw was blood...guts, and intestines all over me, blood soaking my clothes. I start to gain consciousness and see the morbid picture I've spread all over the news, the city, the state, and possibly the country. I was on my knees tearing out the insides of an innocent young adult that looked to be in his mid-20s. My heart rate increased on its speed, my breath getting heavy and lungs feeling like they could explode. People were running around possible to either get to safety or to get medical help for other injured civilians.
I was a monster.
This was on a whole other level of eating people. This time, I'm the one that's actually eating them, not the symbiote possessing me. With hands full of blood, I wipe my face of tears and sweat and look at the people that had stopped in the middle of the street.
"EDDIE!!"
Then it became black again.
"Carnage who was that, " I asked, hiding the fear in my voice.
"Just another piece of meat for us to eat, Eddie. They are nothing more."
"How did they know my name..?"
"How in the absolute fuck should I know. I don't answer to you, you answer to me! Now shut your fucking trap and enjoy your slay to piece of shit. Do this again, and you'll get something more than a simple beating."
The persons' voice sounded familiar.
Must just be someone that I used to know before all this shit went down.
Everything went black again. I could hear everything but I couldn't see. All I could hear where the screams of random innocent civilians. When I was able to see agin I was thrown into a room, dirty, drenched in sweat and blood that might or might not be my own. It was dark. No windows or anything it was just an empty room with blood splattered on the walls and mold forming from the carpet.
"Carnage...?"
No answer.
I curled up in a ball, pain overwhelming my body making my eyes tear up. Memories of what happened and what could have been avoided flashed in my mind like it's own personal movie theatre. Hate, love, pain, and guilt, emotions mixed together into this huge mess like me. This is my own personal living hell. V... I shouldn't think about him. It's been days and he was never coming back. Not this time. Dan and Anne couldn't defeat Carnage by themselves. They would get killed, and they knew this. One thing that doesn't make scene...
Why is Carnage keeling me alive?
"Carnage, I give."
Red and black slime slid from underneath the door frame, forming into a human form.
"Did you just say what I think you said? Wow you must really be desperate," Carnage said with disgust on his tongue.
"Just...make it go away."
"You're going to hav to be more specific than that Eddie. Make what go away."
"The pain...everything. Please I can't," Tears slid from my cheeks onto the carpet.
"I can't do this anymore. I can't keep going on like this...just," I put my fists on Carnage' chest.
"Make it stop."
Carnage laughed evilly.
I hope I did the right thing...I just can't handle the pain. I'll be dead in days anyways.
At least it'll be painless this way. I whimpered as Carnage shoved me to the ground, pinning his legs down, and shoulders. One hand gripping my hair, one hand with claws digging into my arm. Tears formed on my eyes.
It'll be over soon.