I feel nothing then…..

I've been bad. My owner has kicked me out of the house because I marked my territory on the rug. Things appear in a black-to-white gradient. Everything I see is sharp and precise leaving no room for the loss of clarity that comes with distance. I have attached to a… predator…a cat?

I aimed myself at the creature's organs first. The most important organ is the heart, the energy flowed from there. I need it to sustain myself. Then secondly I attack the brain. The host resided into the background. I lived again, but I have no room for thoughts outside of hunting. I wanted to find a … rat or maybe a small bird. I can bring them to the owner and perhaps he will let me back in the house. Such useless and trivial thoughts! But I cannot fight something that is primal and instinctive. Even the cells which I attach to are coded for the hunt and it becomes a part of me. The cat and I become one.

We prowl along the cool … green … grass. We can see… in color now. We see something in the grass and pounce. It was a small rodent which give a good chase. Though it has taken centuries to breed us into domestication, we still had fire. We still had the hunt racing through our veins. We enjoy the tasty snack, and broke its neck on our jaws. But …We are still so hungry. I realize after a few more catches that I am not the cat after all. I am something else. There was something I was supposed to do, something I was supposed to hunt but I could not clearly identify it with this small brain.

The cat liked to play with its food. That creature was so useless. So I compelled it return home, to its owners. The human owners would be the best host. Using them I would have some better thoughts. I needed more room and the cat slowly returns home. I scratched at the door, and the owner took its sweet time getting there.

I leap from the cat to the woman. I make contact….heart then brain. I lost myself because every host struggles and has a certain degree of control at first.

I've always suspected Jason of cheating. He's working late for the last time. The phone rings…. I hate that sound so I smash it into bits. The tones slowly die down and small electric sparks fly around. I step back, electricity was a weakness now. I had to get Jason for his infedelity but I was attacked by some sort of goop.

I remember myself again. I am not a middle aged woman. I AM VENOM! But even more so, I am angry with… my… husband? No! These are not my thoughts, but I don't have the strength to fight her off. I've been without a host for too long… so let's go catch Jason in the act. I subside into the background and let my host use the abilites I granted her. She was a scarred creature, defenseless until now.

We leaped a moderately tall building in single bound causing the side walk underneath us to crack. Where is Jason tonight? If we had to guess it would be the XXX Naughty Girls Joint. We shoot webs and begin slinging there. Before long, we see the three brightly lit "X's" coming into focus. It's time to make a BIG scene, and BIG VIOLENT scene. We grab a car from the curb side and smash it into the window. People begin running out…. And…. There he is. We knew it… ever since we got a whiff of that cheap perfume two years ago.

"I was trying to buy some perfume for you but they didn't have anything as perfect as you … baby" He said. We should kill him for that lie.

We pick up Jason so that he can see us. I pull myself back from her face so that Jason can know who his executioner is.

"We knew you were cheating, Jason" We said to him. He was crying with his eyes wide.

"Jane, please, I was just hanging with the guys" He said to us pleadingly

"We are not Jane anymore" We said into his ear "WE ARE VENOM"

Then we tossed him into the air hoping his body would make contact with something pointy, or maybe some glass to lacerate his flesh. But spider-man comes out from the shadows and catches Jason. I HATE SPIDER-MAN.

"ARRGGG SPIDER-MAN" We yelled at him. We would have to hurt him badly. He throws a large rock at us with his web. We dodge skillfully. We would have to hurt him very badly.