(All mentions of Venom or his symbiote are from an AU where the events of Spider Island and everything including Mr. Negative turning Eddie's symbiote into Anti-Venom didn't happen.)

(Story is based in our reality in present time)

Raf is a normal, fourteen-year-old kid. He deals with all the problems every other angsty teen deals with; girls, grades, and homework. Although, he isn't like the other kids. He's the most responsible when it came to his classes and academics. This will soon be tested when a certain Black klyntar, and a fate chance with some chemicals and lightning, give him a higher calling.

It was another normal, gloomy Wednesday morning in Los Angeles. Raf always woke up at around 6:00 am. Just like every other day, he took a shower, brushed his teeth, and put on one of his more nerdier shirts. He slipped on a Flash lightning bolt tee and a drab gray hoodie. His family wasn't that rich, so he always just wore different tops with the same old navy blue jeans and relatively inexpensive Nike sneakers. Even with these shortcomings, he persevered through it. He lived in a two story apartment building with his mom and brother; it wasn't much, but it was home. He walked down the stairs, and made his way to the front gate which met the street. He briskly kept on walking towards his bus stop; slowly transiting from an urban setting to a normal town street.

But, as he was making his way to his destination, something was watching him from a distant sewer grate; something that didn't belong.

In another universe, Eddie Brock and his symbiote were fighting a villain called Feedback, with powers similar to the DC universe's Vibe. In doing so, Brock destroyed the villain, but sacrificed his own life. Inconsequentially, the explosion the defeated Feedback exuded, tore open a small breach in the omni-verse. The weak, shriveled klyntar, once from Brock, slithered and crept into the wormhole hoping to find a new host.

Several days through the wormhole, it found itself on our Earth. After spending a night in a storm drain, it was waiting to die, but when the morning came, it saw a shimmering sliver of hope. That hope came in the form of Raf.

Ssoo...weak, must...bond a host. The symbiote knew that the boy was too young, but desperate times called for desperate measures. He isn't exactly an a full-grown, and his physique leaves much to be desired, but I can fix that once the bond had been finalized. The damaged symbiote had slithered along the blacktop pavement using it's natural affinity for color and appearance shifting to draw the least bit of attention to it.

As it made it's way to the young boy, the klyntar smelled that he was pure and wasn't as corrupt as his previous hosts. It then launched on to his ankle, and slithered in his shoe.

Raf, or course was completely oblivious to this, as he was, normally, in a rush to get to school, and the klyntar's heat variability skill allowed it to touch a living organism with it still being oblivious.

Yesss...this boy's sspark and determination...it's...intoxicating, to say the least. I might even stay with him if he accepts my bond. Raf's energy brought something new to the organism that it had never felt before, and it was invigorating. The klyntar had never bonded to a younger host before, and his energy was of a sort that was borderline euphoric. Scientifically, this was due to the fact that his younger body's hormones were like what a sandbox of toys was to a toddler. There was an almost endless amount of emotional energy to draw from, and it better suited the organism's physiological needs in contrast to an already spent up 30-something-year-old.

Raf was now on the bus and headed to school. The klyntar, now camouflaged, slowly crept from it's host's shoe, and into his backpack. This is fantastic! This raw power! I am truly grateful to you, host.