jayvin

thank you for the follow!

Hello! apparently I got tagged from you and it lead to another story that is exactly like mine...except that mine is completed and the story "Paradise of the Sea" hasn't updated since  March. So I am the original author of the story Finding Paradise which the other author changed it so the other story copied me and they are getting all of the credit. Im not mad or anything I was just shocked that they made a story like mine but I had just followed u because u deserve it thanks :)

Hey, it's me again. I'm still working on my PJO fanfic but an idea for a Spiderman fanfic popped into my head and I wanted to see what you thought about it. I already did the summary, so here you go. 
          
          "No!" Peter yelled. Doc Ock looked to the wall crawler, smiling evilly as he held the syringe dangerously close to his arm. Inside the syringe, the black and red substance danced agitatedly like it didn't want what was about to happen.
          
          Thinking quickly, Peter shot past Kraven, smacking him in the head as he did so, towards Ock with his hand outstretched. He tackled the supervillain and took the syringe.
          
          Peter's sixth sense rang and he dodged one of Electro's arcs. Quickly realizing that the best place to be wasn't on top of Ock, he catapulted himself behind a pillar while Electro and Vulture sent projectiles at him.
          
          As he took a breath, he could feel the syringe stir in his hand. Peter looked down at it, feeling something tighten in his heart. The black and red squirmed in delight, pressing itself against the glass of the tube to get to him.
          
          It was slightly liquidated, having no solid or goopy form but was rather mushy like it was half solid and half liquid. It was more black than red, having little specks and streams of red constantly shifting to get a turn at having that part of itself near Peter.
          
          The feeling in his heart grew stronger the longer as he looked at the substance. It didn't seem evil. Maybe they never started out that way? A chunk of pillar flew past Peter and shook him from his stupor.
          
          He knew they were trying to get the syringe. He couldn't let that happen. Never. He pushed the syringe into his arm. He didn't have to push the plunger as the substance surged through the needle and into his bloodstream. Only one thought was in his mind:
          
          'Please don't take over my body like Venom and Carnage did.'

Hey. I'm thinking of changing the name of 'A New Life.' What do you think? Should I change it or should I keep it? And do you have any ideas on what I should change it to, if I decide to change it at all?