Okay a few things I have to say. Thank you for your patience with me. I know it's been quite a while since I got a story out but believe me it can be difficult when there is stuff going on that must be looked at y'know? This story is a rewritten version of Ex Metnis's story The Alien Symbiote Made Me do It. I recommend checking it out as he does a good job making the characters realistic as well as keeping the story going. I thought he did a good job with it. He set the story up for adoption due to his being busy so I decided to rewrite the fic and continue it in a different way.

I would like to try writing the story and finishing it and see how it goes. I am pretty excited to be writing it because I am writing from two different perspectives from two guys- Peter Parker and Eddie Brock, both of whom are in love with one another. AU universe. Thanks to Ex Mentis for giving me his permission to write the story and even editing it a bit; I definitely appreciate it. I will continue my Sonic story series I just need a bit of inspiration. I will get to it asap.

Again The Alien Symbiote Made Me Do It by Ex Mentis, rewritten by nomsayin13

Nothing goes according to plan. At least that's how it's always been for me. See there are a lot of things happening that I…can't exactly believe. A lot of unbelievable things happen. Well that's alright shit happens. Unfortunately it happens all too often for me. I guess that's what always happens to superheroes namely if you're me: Peter Parker aka Spiderman.

Bad enough I have to live a dual life that I'm forced to keep secret from everyone including my friends and family. Sometimes I wish I could tell them and others, well it's for the best. A lot of people would like hearing the drama and the idea that keeping something secret from everyone makes the hero something else. Believe me it's nothing like that for me. Almost the complete opposite in fact.

You have to take extra caution in how you present yourself to everyone to make sure nothing in your body language makes you suspicious; the constant pressure of the citizens expectations for you to be here and not screw up; the lack of day offs because someone has to break the law, always; hearing gossip about you-not you specifically but you know the hero you- all the time. And maintaining a good GPA, social life as well as reputation. So does being a superhero still sound good to you? Anyone? Being a superhero- heck even being me- is downright impossible most days.

But there are some upsides that even now keep me from quitting. For starters there are some people who really like Spiderman and believe in him strongly. People like Robbie for example keep me going, keep the belief prominent in me that the city, including the people who either keep a negative or neutral opinion on Spiderman. Sometimes that is the only reward I get aside from a simple thank you. From all the crap I get from the fighting, and the rescuing and the "You're late again Peter! Gol-lley!" a small part of me whispers it's worth it.

But there is one major thing that makes it truly worth it. It's a tall muscular blond man named Eddie Brock. He and I have been pretty close since childhood and these feelings for Eddie keep growing. At first I thought there was something wrong with me, then after much comfort and reassurance from the school counselor (I didn't feel comfortable letting Aunt May know) I learned that these feelings for people of the same sex are perfectly normal. I know I am a teenager and that it is normal for people my age but…it never occurred to me that I might not be straight.

I still haven't come into terms with my sexual orientation mainly because of the demands of the lives of both my identities. School, vengeance hungry villains, (mainly with my best friend's dad Norman Osborn) and my 'job' at the Daily Bugle. With all this going on I haven't truly had the time to sit and think, really think on my thoughts on the that, I have all the time in between of all that to think about Eddie. I would of the things to say to Eddie, the questions I would ask; the things I want to say but will often be stored in a closet and only looked upon when called.

And it's not like Eddie has shown signs of him liking me either. He seems to be one of those guys who is very outgoing sounding, I suppose and definitely the sort of high-five and give ya a bearhug or of guy. (The bearhugs are not that rare for me from Eddie. I'm not saying he hugs me every day but whenever I need it he'll give it to me). Eddie is not shy at all since he is constantly cracking jokes with the guys in the locker room after gym class back when he and I went to the same school together. He graduated last year and immediately started up his internship at Dr. Connors lab. One of my best friends Gwen and I accepted and Eddie Brock and I were reunited.

That proved to be short lived when I seemingly left the Connors on purpose to stop Electro (aka Maxwell who worked for the Connors until he freaked out and ran thought the city). The look on everyone's faces when I showed after the fight- awful. The Connors would not look at me; Gwen gave me 'The Look' several times but Eddie. No words needed to be said as his expression said everything. "You blew it Parker. Really really blew it."

Eddie did forgive me after a while though but dang- I never want to see that look again. I think my heart broke in two from a second of holding his gaze of this look. Eddie can really scare, I should know.

Speaking of scaring, I met some villains that put me through scary situations; Vulture with his high flying and Electro like I mentioned. And the Doc Connors himself. (He used to have a missing limb on his left arm. He blended the DNA of the lizard with his own to grow the limb back. It worked but it made him savage, transforming him into the Lizard.) Eddie tried to help but this was a job more suited for Spiderman's level.

With the help of a kid's skateboard I beat him and gave him the gene cleansing liquid. Connors is back to normal, arm gone. I hate to see the look on his face, but it had to be done. The good news from that episode was that no one got hurt.

Huh? What's that? A meteor just fell from the sky. It landed in a place far far from here in…Central Park! Speaking of hurt I hope no one got hurt from the explosion or the falling meteor. My life in a nutshell. Or what's left of the shell.

QOTS: Name the following:

An animal

A vehicle

Favorite childhood place

Personality trait (can be positive or negative)