Going from human to human was becoming boring for Venom. Sure, he would die if he didn't have a host but, with how people reacted when they saw him, he was really tempted to just stop before the boredom found a way to kill him first. However, the symbiote knew he had to get back to Eddie because the human was the most compatible host for him so far and he wasn't about to let that go.
He slithered along a sidewalk in Manhattan, trying to see which human he should bond with for the next short period of time. He didn't want to go with an animal when the dogs were attached to leashes and humans crowded around like sardines. He prefered to find someone younger, a human strong enough to withstand holding him, a human strong enough where Venom wouldn't have to constantly heal brittle bones.
Venom could feel himself growing weaker, his indecisiveness slowly killing him, and he latched on to the closest person to him, sending them stumbling into an alley with the force.
He didn't know that his decision would end up leaving him having the strangest week of his life.
Percy was tired of Camp at the moment and he didn't want to go home at the moment and have to tell his mom what's wrong. He wasn't able to really keep things from her anyway. He tried but eventually he ended up confessing everything he ever kept from her.
He adored Camp, don't get him wrong, but the campers were treating him and the Seven like they were royalty after they returned from their quest and Leo revealed that he was actually alive. It was getting to be stifling and Percy felt like he couldn't breathe, he couldn't focus when kids would ask for pointers on sword fighting or to see his powers every time he left his cabin.
So, he was just walking along with a packet of crackers, occasionally petting any dogs that came near him, when a black blur slammed into his arm and sent him falling back into an alley. He barely managed to catch himself and save his crackers before he bothered looking at what exactly grabbed him.
Percy stared at the black blob and he was pretty sure it stared back. It almost looked like tar but didn't feel like what he thought tar would feel like. He continued to stare at it for maybe a minute before he raised his snack, "Wanna cracker?"
Venom was expecting the kid he latched onto to freak out when he saw him on his arm. However, he was starting to feel really uneasy when the human just stared at him with creepy green eyes and was about to escape when the kid smiled kindly and offered him a cracker.
The symbiote was able to speak since he was bonded with the human but his voice still sounded strangled when he said, "W-what?"
The teen blinked before pouting, looking at his snack forlornly, "Can you not eat crackers? That's sad, you make me sad."
"I can eat crackers," Venom corrected, grabbing one from the packet so the human would stop making that face at him. "But why are you giving me one?"
That made the human stop, his pout changing into a thin line, and he looked away before looking back at the symbiote, "I guess I'm a little lonely right now and you haven't tried to kill me yet, so… I dunno, I thought maybe we could be friends?"
Venom paused, "I see… I'm looking for someone, his name's Eddie Brock. Can you help me find him?"
The teen was quiet before he beamed, "Of course! My name's Percy."
"Venom."
"Where are we heading?"
Percy jerked in surprise when he remembered that Venom was with him. The symbiote was by his shoulder, looking out at what the demigod was facing. "I need to get my stuff at this camp I hang at."
"Do you live at this camp?"
"No, I just visit. Anyways, we're here. Hopefully people won't stop us," The demigod said before passing the camp's borders. "I knew it," He whispered. "You're an alien."
Tension filled the air and Venom found himself growing more curious and cautious of this human. How, after only two hours, did he find out that he was an alien? People usually assumed he was an experiment before they went with alien. "How do you know that?"
Percy looked down at his hand where Venom formed again and talked as he went down the hill to Camp Half Blood, "I didn't know at first but you just confirmed it."
Venom shuddered when they went past the large tree, "There's something else. I just felt something, what is this place?"
The son of Poseidon paused and chewed his lip, "This is Camp Half Blood. Greek demigods come here to hang out and train. Well, I mean, the Romans visit sometimes but- mostly Greek."
Venom was silent with shock before he nodded slowly, "And… If this is a camp for demigods, you must be one as well."
Percy beamed at the symbiote, "I'm the demigod son of Poseidon."
Before Venom could respond, a young ginger boy approached the teen, looking awkward, "Hey, Percy…" He glanced at the demigod's hand where Venom was but seemed to ignore it as he looked back up at the other in expectancy.
"Hi, Sean" Percy smiled at the kid but it seemed strained. "I can't help you with training right now, I'm sick."
"You should go to Will then, he'll help you," Sean said, pointing towards the Apollo cabin like the son of Poseidon didn't know where it was.
"I'm not that kind of sick, Sean."
"Oh," Sean nodded sagely. "You're sad."
Percy looked down at Venom still wrapped around his hand, "Right. I'm sad. I'm also going to go. See you later."
The kid waved at him before looking for another person to help him with his training.
"Humans are so strange…"
Percy snorted, "Tell me about it. It should only take me a few minutes to get my things and then I can help you find Eddie."