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This is the start of the new multi-chapter series introducing Venom to Ultimate Spider-Man. I hope you enjoy it as much as I write it. Thank you





Set a week after the warehouse collapse. (See last chapter of Symbiote)





Taste of Venom





It was nighttime in New York and for Jimmy Densman this was a time to relax. He was walking home with a couple of movie rented in one hand and a six-pack in the other.

As he walked he heard the usual sounds that populated the area he lived in: Screams, sirens, and bullets. Jimmy figured he should take the money he's been collected and skip town. Take the advice that reporter told him; Take a trip to Cleveland.

He walked into a decrepit apartment building, graffiti was everywhere and the building was a step above from a slum. But despite what was going on no one gave Jimmy trouble. He went over to his apartment and opened the door. He went inside and without turning on the light instinctively locked the eight locks on his door. Can't have too much security in a place like this.

Just as he finished the last lock, he felt a stabbing pain in his shoulder causing him to drop the beer. The six-pack came to a crash on the floor. The pain was instantly unbearable. He tried to speak but the pain was overpowering.

"You killed me." The voice in the darkness told him.

Jimmy tried to figure out whose voice it was. But it was something he never heard before.

"Who are you?" He cried out

"You know who this is."

"No, No I don't"

"Oh come on Jimmy I didn't pay you enough to remember?"

The lights suddenly came on and standing across from him was Eddie Brock. Jimmy noticed Brock had a wicked grin across his face. He was paralyzed by the fear.

"Hello"

The lights went out again, plunging the apartment into darkness.

A combination of human and inhuman screams came from the apartment. But no one heard anything over the sounds of their own problems. Although screams could be heard as far away as the next block. But the police didn't get a single call from anyone. They thought it was another struggle between boyfriend and girlfriend.



The Next Day



Things were going great for Peter Parker. He was back in his old red and blues and the day was perfect for web-slinging. He had come back from Four Freedom's Plaza where Reed Richards gave him the facts on the sample he had taken from the black costume.

Peter learned that the suit was of alien origin and of undeterminable age. But it was alive and was thinking. After answering more of his questions, Peter also learned that the symbiote was weak to sonic waves and heat. Which explained how the suit came off with those strange guns he came in contact with last week.

It seemed that everything was back to normal for the neighborhood web-slinger, things were getting better with Mary Jane and no one remembered his scuffle with a school bully.

He arrived at the Daily Bugle fifteen minutes later and got to his cubical in another ten.

Once he settled in and began to work, across the room. Ben Urich was walking into Publisher J. Jonah Jameson's office.

"I want to work this story." Urich asked

"You can't, your doing Fisk dedication." Jameson said

"That's filler, I want to work the homicide up in the Bronx."

"Why?"

"Come on JJ, this has everything you want. Guy found dead in his apartment, cops had to bust down the door find the place trashed and that's just the apartment. As for the body, well even the detectives had to look away to collect themselves."

"You make a good argument but I need you here. Besides if you want to do something in the outer boroughs. There's a mutant beating on Staten Island you could look at."

Urich grimaced. "I'll think about it." He walked out of Jameson's office and went back to his cubical. As he walked passed the bank of elevators. A set of doors opened letting out only one person. He was wearing sneakers so he made no noise as he walked through the office. People were busy and didn't look at him as he came closer to Urich.

Just as Urich made it to his cubical he had something to asked Jameson when he turned to see someone right behind him.

"Why, hello Ben." The voice said to him

Urich was caught by surprise and looked at the person following him.

It was Eddie Brock and he had what looked like a sinister smile on his face.



To Be Continued