I'd give you my heart.

(but I dont have one.)

Jennifer sat in her last period, bored and waiting for the final bell.

'Please, please I want to leave!'

BRIIING

With freedom calling, Jennifer quickly packed her backpack and made her way out of the classroom just behind everyone else. Halfway to the end of the hall, her path was blocked by three blonde, identically dressed girls.

"Look Zoey it's that skank thinks she can dress herself!"

Jennifer rolled her eyes.

"Least I don't dress like a french whore! Now buzz off I got shit to do."

Jennifer made to walk past them, but the lead girl, Zoey, put a hand out to stop her.

"What you mean like, working down at that nasty homeless shelter? Please those freaks belong on the streets, just like yo-"

Zoey never got to finish her sentance as the eighteen-year-old brunette planted her fist square in her face.

"Dont you ever talk about them like that!"

The blond only smirked behind her fat lip.

"Oh that's right you were a gutter baby two weren't you?"

The second hit broke her nose.

While the 'bitch queen' was screaming about her father sueing for assault, jeniffer quickly exited the highschool before her self control ran too thin.

-She deserved that.-

She ignored the smooth voice that echoed in her head. Instead she kept walking, out behind the school and a few blocks away before turning into an allyway beside a café.

Dropping her bag she glared, at her ample chest, or more spacificly the thing hiding there.

"What the hell is wrong with you!"

She didn't have to say it out loud for him to hear but it made her feel better when she did.

-She was disrespecting the kind people, I do not like that...so we hit her.-

Jennifer sighed.

"Alright, you've got a point. Just suit me up."

Without hesitation a black tarlike substance flowed out from under her clothes, swallowing them, and covering her from head to toe in a black skin-tight suit, which left her dark brunette curls untouched, complete with small white eyes and jagged mouth.

"Thank you Savage." She patted her arm affectionately. "for sticking up for me, and them...even if I didn't want you to."

-You are welcome.-

Shaking her head she swung the bag over her shoulders, and jumped onto the fire escape above her. Climbing up it with the skills of a gymnast, she crawled onto the roof, and after looking around decided the coast was clear. Running across the rooftop far raster than should have been possible. She jumped to the adjacent roof, and continued on her way like this, her conversation turning inward.

'look I know you mean well but if someone found out about you they'll take you away. Uneerstand?"

The symbiote could only give a mental nod, her chastising seeming to humble him.

-I appologise but that woman is a devil.-

Jennifer laughed.

'I agree, she thinks she solo much better else because her dad is loaded and she is prettier than everyone else.'

Savage was confused. Jennifer slid along another roof, one more closer to home.

-But you are more beautiful than her. Why are you not better?-

Jennifer next landing was sloppy in her shock at the symbiote's statment. Never in the three years she had know him had he ever openly complimented her like that.

'Er well, it's complicated. See she has money and her beauty is fake, people only notice her because of that.'

She jumped into an ally in upper queens, having waited for her neighbor peter to go back inside.

-I think I understand.-

With the suit quietly folded away beneath her clothes again, she removed a key from her pocket and unlocked the backdoor to her mother's home.

' I still don't know where my clothes go when we do that.'

-you do not want to know.-

The teen grimaced. 'Probably not.'

Entering the house, she kicked off her shoes before descending into the basement to swap out Laundry, on the way she called out to her mother, Who responed from the upstairs bathroom about some date Jennifer wasn't interested in. Clicking on the old light hanging from the rafters, she set about filling the washer with unwashed gym clothes. Noticing the lack of a full load, she stripped off her white t-shirt and blue-jeans leaving her In her matching black bra, and panties, and tossed them in to. Bag, and contained homework, forgotten beside the machine she admired herself, or more acuratley her body in the old full length mirror leaned on the wall.

Her stomach was flat, mostly, and her legs where shapley, as was her hips and ass. Her waist wasn't as thin as it could have been, had she starved herself. She had a more than ample D-cup chest, that was a 'gift' from her mother. Offset by a frame of wavey dark brown/red curls that dropped around her shoulders. She just couldn't see it, she wasn't very tall, only 5" 7'. So why had the living suit said she was more beutiful than the girl who could compare to a supermodel?

Eyeing the dark underware she decided to ask.

"Do you really think I'm more beautiful than her?"

For a while the desguised symbiote was silent, as if he were busy.

-I do not lie, also I have been searching your mind for these...contractions are they? I think I would like to try them.-

For a moment she wondered what he meant until he spoke again.

- I'm a symbiote my name is savage...I quite like that.-

Jennifer giggled he had only been able to talk for two years but had not caught on quickly, he was 'highly fascinated' as he had said by 'comunication through verbal exercise'.

She decided to tease him a bit.

'So I'm beautiful hu? Even now half dressed in only my symbiotic underware?'

-Moreso than before.-

Gotcha.

'So you are looking at me like this you perv, I bet your loving me wearing you as underwater sent you!?'

-What!? B-but it was you who complained about my Inability to change color. This was your compromise!-

She grinned a wicked grin.

'Now that I think about it didn't you talk me into it? I think you did! I bet you spend all day coping a feel while I'm not paying attention don't you!.'

The symbiote was downright flustered now, and Jennifer was having a hard time restraining her laughter.

-B-but I-I, would never, you an-and... Why are you laughing?-

As stated Jennifer was doubled over hands on her side luaghing her guts out. As the laughter died down, and she could think clearly again, she spoke up.

"Oh-oh god, I haven't laughed like that in a long time," she ignored the sharp pain in her chest. "I was just teasing it's alright, I know you'd die without me."

-And you without me.- came the sour grumble.

It was true, the symbiote was acting as a patch for a large chunk of the girls heart that had deteriorated due to a genetic failure in the cardiovasculare tissue. Completley inoperable and fatal, when the symbiote had found her in the hospital she was at deaths door. So long as he was around her heart was whole, albeit a large portion was black as pitched and looked grown into itself, but it didn't need to be pretty, just functional.

"And I'm thankful for that every day."

The washers buzzer catching her ungarded made her jump, causing the symbiote to laugh at her uneccisary fear. Swapping the load into the dryer she sat back against it and let the slow heat lul her into a mock slumber.

Only to jump away when its buzzer startled her awake as well.

Tri-carrier debreifing room 10:00pm.

A group of seven sat around an ovular table, staring at pictures of a figure clad in black, running along rooftops.

"As far as we can tell is not Venom or Carnage, and the host is female, this could be a problem."

Dr. Connors head doctor aboard the massive ship, addressed the gathered people. Tigress, powerman, iron fist. Nova, and Spiderman looked reasonably woried by this. Nick fury on the other hand looked annoyed.

"So we've got another goo-monster out there snaching bodies again. At least tell me you can track it?."

The doctor nodded.

"And safley remove it, I've devised a simple chemical that will destroy the molecular bond it uses to attach to a host, perfectley harmless to humans. But I would need it here in the lab before I could do so, or it would just latch onto someone else."

Fury nodded.

"Alright I'll send a team to track it down, however you plan on doing that, and bring it here. Spiderman I want your team here to revive our guest and provide guard support."

A resounding "Yes sir!" Flooded the room before they all left, plan already in motion.

Carson residence 12:52 am.

Jennifer was fast asleep.

Mabye that's why she didn't see the stealth force agent creeping into her open window and unlocking her door to let more in. Injecting her with a heavy sedative hey spoke into his radio.

"Target sequre dropship in route with prisoner."

And like that they dissapeared, teenager in tow, into the black night.

No-one would even know she was gone until the morning.