((A/N: Lately I've been watching Spider-man a lot.. And I've become Symbiote-addicted. So I figured I'd see if I can write a fanfic about it . It's set in the Spiderman Unlimited universe, aka with the Beastials and the High Evolutionary and such. Carnage is Venom's brother in this universe, and they get along just great too. It's a fun series to watch, especially the first few episodes that involve said Symbiotes. Enjoy! ))

Intro.

Sarah Harley stood in front of the kitchen sink. Her hands were deep in the dishwater, scrubbing her plates and pans. She been cleaning most of the day. Springcleaning, some people would call it, but living in a small apartment in a building that seemed to be just a dwarf compared to the giant skyscrapers that housed the beastials, the sun didn't reach down far enough to call it spring. It still felt like winter.

Thus it was no surprise that Sarah was wearing a thick sweater, despite having been cleaning all day. Tonight it would get even colder. It was true that in summer it was a lot less cold than in the winter, but when night came, the temperature would still drop to around freezing point. The water was warming her up quite nicely though.

Loud banging on her door made her jump. Who would be looking for her at this hour? It couldn't be the High Evolutionary's troops. They would've just knocked the door down and entered right away. She frowned and pulled her hands out of the warm water, quickly drying them on her apron as she headed for the door. Though she hoped she didn't need it, she tucked the tiny revolver she had into her backpocket.

The banging didn't slow for a second until she opened the door. The sight that greeted her amazed her. Before her eyes, one man was heavily supporting another. The one that was being supported didn't seem to be doing well. His forehead was sweaty despite the cold and though his lips seemed to be mumbling, the man was clearly as good as out-cold.

"Please.. my brother.. he needs help," the other man said. Despite the direness of the situation, the man still seemed to have a ghost of a grin on his lips. Red hair stood up in all directions and his eyes seemed to be wider than that of the average human. He was very slender build, almost too thin. He kept glancing at the man he was supporting each time he made a noise, genuinely concerned about the guy.

Normally, Sarah would never allow strangers in her home. In the past, it had done her more harm than good. But looking at the two, how could she possibly show them the door? One of them was sick and needed help. Help she could provide. The other didn't know where to go, otherwise he wouldn't have come her. He probably had knocked on several of the other apartment-doors already, without any success. People in these levels were anything but friendly. She hesitated a moment, then opened the door further to let the two in.

"I've got a spare room in the back," she said, closing the door behind the redhaired man and his ill brother before leading them to it. The bed that stood in the room wasn't of the best quality, but it had been all she could afford. The redhead didn't seem to notice though and placed his brother on it immediately.

Upon further inspection, Sarah decided that they didn't really look like brothers. The one that was sick had brown hair that was cropped short. He was very broad in posture and despite being sick, the muscles on his body looked like that of a bodybuilder. Had she been the dating type, she definitely would've asked him out. Once he was lying on the bed, Sarah removed the man's shoes. With the help of the redhead, she got his shirt and pants off.

She tucked him into the bed before leaving the room a moment. She got a bowl with cool water and a cloth. Setting both down on the nightstand, she dipped the cloth into the water before gently washing the sick man's face.

"Now.. What are your names?" she asked, looking at the redhead who seemed anxious to do something. For a moment, his eyes seemed to glaze over, but he shook himself out of it.

"Cletus Kasady," he brought out. He didn't really seem to like the name, but she wouldn't pry into that yet. His past was his own. She wouldn't want him to try and get to know hers either. "And that's Eddie Brock."

Sarah frowned.

"Then how can you be brothers?" she asked. She was sure he had called Eddie his brother, but they had two different last names.

"We had the same mother, but different fathers," the redhead said quickly. He had nearly messed up there. He didn't think she'd help them anymore if he had told her his name was Carnage and that the man on the bed was called Venom.