Venom: Survival of the Fittest
San Francisco: fabled City by the Bay, the jewel of northern California's cultural crown. From the hippie movement of the sixties to the human rights movements of today; San Francisco has long been a mecca for creativity, a haven for freedom. But like most urban areas in today's world, there are always those who seek more freedom than the law allows. Most doing it in the dark of night…
"This ain't nothin' but chump change, lady!", a man with a blond mohawk snarls at a woman wearing a purple dress as he throws her purse to the ground. "Looks like I'll hafta take my pay some other way.", the man sneers. "No! Please-", the woman pleads, but the man puts her into a headlock, holds a knife to her throat, and drags her body deeper into the alleyway. He eventually puts his back up against a door at the back of the alleyway, unaware that a pair of white eyes is watching him from behind the door's glass window. "Don't worry, this will be over soon.", the man sneers and suddenly, a pair of big black clawed hands break through the glass and grab hold of the man. The man screams as his entire body gets pulled through the window. The woman turns and looks through the broken window, but nothing's there.
"Your despicable! You and all your kind!", a deep demonic voice yells as the man gets choke-slammed up against a wall by one of the same hands. The man looks up with sheer terror at the entity before him. It's not a human, but a creature. The creature is over 7 feet tall, has a very muscular build, is black in color except for the white spider symbol that's stamped on its chest and back. "Preying on the defenseless! Bringing nothing but misery! Pain! Death!", the creature roars, revealing rows of razor sharp teeth. "Now you know what it feels like to be completely helpless and afraid. As much as we enjoy seeing the fear in your eyes, that's still not enough. It's time for you to pay for your sins." "Wha… What are you going to do?", the man whimpers in fear. The creature licks its chops with its long tongue, slimy saliva drip down from its jowls. "We are going to eat both your arms and then both of your legs, and then we are going to eat your face right off your head. You will be this armless, legless, faceless thing rolling down the street, like a turd in the wind." "What the hell are you?!", the man whimpers. The creature gives the man an unsettling, toothy grin. "We are Venom." "No! Please- Ahhh!", the man screams as Venom bites into him. Couple minutes later, there is nothing left of the man.
"Seriously? A turd in the wind?", Eddie Brock says as he enters his apartment. What? Isn't that an expression humans use? The voice of Venom responds from inside Eddie's head. "No, it isn't. Never once in my life have I heard that expression.", Eddie responds as he gets a can of beer from out of the fridge. Well, what threat would you have used? "I don't know.", Eddie says as he takes a seat on his couch. "You were going to eat him no matter what." Good point. Eddie grabs the TV remote and puts on the TV. Alien vs. Predator is on. Doesn't matter who wins. I could eat them both. "I know you would.", Eddie responds before taking a sip of his beer. All of sudden, Eddie hears police sirens outside. He rushes to his apartment window and looks. He sees a pink Volkswagen Beetle with a black and white striped hood racing past the apartment while being trailed by several cop cars. It was the Mischievous Mimes, a bunch of men dressed up like mimes who have been robbing banks all over the city for the past few weeks. "You seeing this?", Eddie asks. Yep.
Meanwhile, the mimes managed to get the slip. "I think we lost them.", the mime driving says. "Way to go, Tommy. Once again, San Francisco's finest were no match for the three of us.", The mime in the passenger seat sneers. He then turns to look at the mime sitting in the back seat with all the loot. "Am I right, Bobby?" "You bet, Richie… But what if we run into this 'Venom' monster everyone's been talking about?" "Give me a break, Bobby.", Richie scoffs. "He's just an urban legend created by the police to keep men like us from doing what we do best." "But what about the footage of him they show on the news?" "That footage is always out of focus. How can you make out anything? Oh, and I suppose that Bigfoot and the Loch Ness Monster are also real based on that logic.", Tommy giggles. "But-" "Grow up, Bobby!", Richie interrupts. "We're too old to believe in the boogeyman." All of a sudden, something heavy lands on the roof. "What the hell was that?!", Richie shouts. Just then, Venom's head comes into view, glaring at them through the windshield and gives a toothy grin. "Peek-a-boo! We see you."