Dr. Richard Parker had a secret supply of the drug that he had
preiviously woorked on that had grown to become the monster
Carnage, hidden away in a secret warehouse hidden deep in the
sewers under Queens, New York. After he had been killed, the
Warehouse had not been touched ever since. Although as we all
know the symbiote always finds away out...
Peter Parker had recently gotten out of class and was walking
towards his house. His mind was filled with questions and to say
the least he was really pissed off. He did not feel like talking to
anyone at that moment and began to start kicking rocks that were
on the sidewalk. Things weren't going as well as he wanted them
too. But on the other hand he was going out with one of the X-Men
Kitty Pryde. He was really in love with her but he still had feelings
for Mary Jane. Unsure about his feelings his head was swarmming
of his favortie memories with each girl. Lost in thought he hadn't
noticed he was lked right into a busy street. As a car came fast
trying to brake, his spider-sence alerted him and he jumped towards
the roof of the nearest house. The man driving the car was cussing
him out but had no idea where the young boy went. Peter's watched
in the shadows and he walked slowely from the top of the home he
was perched on and walked towards his home.
Finally at home he went down to his basement and got on his
computer on some chatrooms talking about Spider-Man. The
phone had rung, so Peter jumped from his computer seat and ran
up the stairs from the basement to the kitchen where the phone
was. He expected the call to be from Kitty, but instead it was
someone he thought was gone.
"Harry??! " he asked in confusion...
...
The Symbiote that was still encased in the warehouse had been
growing and needed a host. The symbiote had no host for soo long
that if had not found one in the next 24 hours it would surely die.
Waitin for someone to open this door and to set it free.
Fortunetly for the symbiote it did not need to wait that long...
...
Running around in Queens, New York is really dangerous, its
practically suicide. She knew of the danger, and she could care less.
Draped in a thin black jacket, with ripped up pants she tried to keep
her head up but she wasn't about to stay in an orphanage forever.
Tired of being rejected for her gothic apperance, just because she
had straight jet black hair with blood red streaks that covered her
hair, and liked bands that some people who wouldn't understand
call them 'emo' bands. Apparently if you kisten to those kind of
bands your biund to become suicidal. She was sick of the world. It
made her mad enough to go on a stabbing spree. At the age of 14
she wasn't ready to land herself in juvi...not yet at least... Walking
quietly she had heard footsteps coming in her direction. Her heart
began beating faster and faster, her palms began sweating , she felt
as if she couldn't breath. The voices were coming closer, then she
began spriniting, faster and faster. She didnt want to be caught by
them, she practically lived her life on the streets and she knew what
happens when old guys with weapons are chasing young girls really
late at night. It felt as if there were three of them chasing her. They
were gaining up on her, unaware of where she was she kept
running, pushing forward trying to go faster she felt them gaining
up to her still. Then something changed...she couldn't hear
footsteps anymore. Turning her head around she saw that her
chasers had stopped. That was odd she thought to herself then she
noticed why. A huge hole was taped off in one of the back alleys,
apparently something must of been undug under there but she was
too late she had fallen in.
k im done for right now...sorry i know the ending is really lame but hey im stuck right now...
well comment me plz!!!!!!!