Author's Note: Now I realize that there are a bunch of my fanfics that are wrestling related, but I do love a lot of other fandoms too. This story was a wild dream and fling in my head… This is more a friendship fic rather than an evil slash fic. Also to make a note… I love Otto to death, so don't accuse me of hating him in this fic. PS – DON'T READ if you cannot handle rape or suicide… And Otto is going to be OOC, since this is the first Spidey fic I have ever written.
Summary: Otto is having a top of the line bad day, and to make things worse Venom decides that he's the next victim on the list. Can Spidey help him over this new trauma? Or will Otto submit to the darkness that resides in his dreams? R for N/C, implied rape situations and suicide attempts….
Rating: R
Pairings: Doc Ock/Spidey (friendship), Doc Ock/Venom (Non Consensual)…
Disclaimer: I don't own anything Marvel…. But I might slip myself in this story.

Angel of Darkness, Angel of Light

By Crys Skywalker

"What total morons! I give them a simple plan and they can't even follow that! Now I remember why I never rely on anyone… Pathetic!" Otto mumbled under his breath as he left a bank heist that went haywire. He opted to help one criminal for money to get the parts that he had acquired. And for Otto the goons that he worked with were as incompetent as some of the Sinister Six. Of course that was his opinion of the matter.

He decided to take the dark alleyways, knowing either Spiderman or the cops would find him otherwise. Slowly every once and a while he turned to look over his shoulder. He tentacles lay hidden under his trench coat so he could slink through the darkness. Quietly he climbed to the rooftop to stare out at the New York lights.

He was miserable that was easiest way to put it. Spiderman in any way he could foiled what little plan Otto had and Otto was getting tired at the fact that any small time thievery he did always got screwed up. Tonight wasn't any better. Frustrated he flopped on to a crate and stared out at oblivion.

"Is this what it has come to… Pointless? It's enough that I was brought back to life, but to have disappointment after disappointment?" He sighed miserably. He was a genius true, but he hadn't worked alone in a while. The Sinister Six kept a very watchful eye on him so that could bail him out when need be. Otto didn't like that just as much being called Doc Ock. And boy did he hate being called that. It was as bad as being called freak. "Have I finally come to the point that my father was right? Am I a weakling like he would beat into me?"

Slowly the thought of the abuse of what his father did surfaced up old pains… In which surfaced his anger. Through the dark shades he wore tears of hate, anger, and pain began to well up. This made even more angry.

"NO! I'm not going to let simple-minded emotion get the best of me! That's it… I going to get this all straighten out and back to the way things used to be!" He stood yelling out his frustrations. The crate he sat on splintered against the wall as his tentacle threw it. Quickly he climbed down the building using his tentacles rather than the more human approach that he used to get up there. However he didn't know about the presence waiting for him in that alleyway… The presence that was going to change his life forever.

Venom crouched quietly waiting for the Octopus to climb back down. He couldn't stand him as much as he could stand Spiderman or the Sinister Six, but Otto brought dangerous thoughts that he wanted to embellish in. He like controlling his victims in anyway possible, sometimes including sexually assaulting them. Otto brought those feelings forth. Venom understood that Otto was only strong when he was in complete control of what was going on, for Venom had been watching him in the distance for a while.

Deep in the symbiotes' mind, he knew that all he wanted to taste was the fear that Otto never let out. He wanted to finally hear the crying that Otto never voiced or admitting doing. Venom craved to break him just as he done to others in the past. Slowly he stalked behind Otto. Otto, having no realization of what was going on was grabbed behind and thrown to the ground.

Tentacles wildly slashed at the unknown attacker. Missing at every lunge, Otto began to panic a bit. Trying to calm his nerves, he tried to direct a more precise attack rather than sporadic. Venom glued his arms to the wall, leaving him facing the wall and only his own flesh parts to defend himself.

"Who are you? What do you want?" Otto tried to sound normal, but the tremble in his voice gave away the fear that he felt. The symbiote hissed as Otto flesh arms were pinned above his head.

"I a-a-am y-y-y-your w-w-worse n-n-nightmare!" Venom hissed. Otto suddenly recognized the voice. Trembling in fear, he didn't know what to think.

"Are you going to kill me?" A slight whimper escaped Otto's mouth. He cursed at himself for the weakness that he showed.

"N-n-no… I o-o-only want to h-h-h-humiliate y-y-you. Y-y-y-you s-s-s-smell s-s-so s-s-sweet…" Venom hissed, punctuating what he meant by grinding into Otto's backside. The hard flesh that Otto felt terrified him.

"Spiderman is out and around here you know…" That was the only thing he could think of to spare himself from what was about to happen. Venom laughed at Otto's attempt. Slowly and deliberately he slid his hand to the front of Otto pants. In fear, Otto began to quietly sob.

"Don't be s-s-so quiet. I want to hear y-y-you s-s-scream." Venom taunted. Venom tore his pants and boxers off of him. Otto screamed in pain.

Spiderman stood at another crime scene. Again was foiled by himself and the police. He notice quickly that Doc Ock had fled the scene. So deciding on his feet than rather with was his mind was saying he swung around town looking for another sight where Doc Ock may have been. He decided to hang out on a rooftop hoping that Doc Ock deiced to surface to the top.

"Man how long is the going to take," he muttered." MJ is going to be so mad at me. What time is it? Yikes, it's all ready two in the morning… I guess I better retire." Spiderman or not, he knew that he need some sleep before he headed to work in the morning. Swinging back to the crime scene for one last look, a glint of metal caught his eye. Great a dark alleyway… Ock has to be hiding there waiting for me to be gone. He thought, but what he saw wasn't what he expected.

Otto was lying on the ground curled into a small ball. Soft sobs came from the trembling mess of flesh and metal. The tentacles seemed to be on guard as if to keep someone away. As Spidey got closer he noticed that Otto's clothes were shredded or missing. His beloved trench laid in a puddle discarded. Tears and claw marks tattered the favorite cloth. Spidey picked up what was left of the trench, not knowing what happened or even how to approach him.

"Doc? Otto…" Spidey gently tried to lay a hand onto his shoulder. Otto immediately thrashed away screaming.

"NO! LEAVE ME ALONE! IT HURTS!" Otto sobbed at the top of his lungs. Spidey jumped back in shock. He didn't expect something so, well primal out of Otto. As Otto blindly got up and tried to hide in the corner, blood and semen dripped down his thighs. Spidey quickly saw the blood and put two and two together. MJ is going to hurt me for this but I don't want him to be worse off. Spidey thought.

"Otto, hey it's me Spiderman… Come on you know I won't hurt you… Well disregard what I just said… Otto…" Spidey held his arms out to show that he wasn't going to be a threat, but he honestly didn't know how to act around a rape victim. Otto however heard the softness of Spidey's voice, coaxing him to trust the superhero. Otto, fear fully induced crawled into Spidey's arms whimpering. Spidey held onto Otto in a tight, but calming hug. Rocking him back and forth, Spidey watched Otto's eyes droop to sleep.

Gently Spiderman wrapped Ock's trench around his naked form, being extra careful of the tentacles. Being careful of how Otto was being carried, Spidey headed home to MJ with one unexpected guest.

Mary Jane stood there watching her future husband attend to his archenemy. She didn't know how to react. She was mad at Peter for bring Otto Octavius into there home, but after seeing the state he was in, she began to really worry.

"Who would do this to him? Okay aside of the normal enemies that he has… I didn't think anyone would do such a vile thing… To a man… To him…" She stuttered as she grabbed a couple of cloths and a basin of water as Peter gently check him for injury. Light moans slipped out of Otto's mouth, but he never woke. Mary Jane gently cleaned the blood and semen way from his legs. Peter grabbed a blanket and covered him. His tentacles sat in a chair beside him.

"Now we just wait. He's not going to handle this too well." Peter responded after sitting next to Otto. MJ smiled lightly as she grabbed a pack of cards. They sat next to Otto for hours, but he still didn't wake. Peter frowned at MJ when they decided that they both needed sleep. So reluctantly Peter and MJ went to bed to get the much-needed rest.

"NO! NO! LEAVE ME ALONE! DON'T TOUCH ME THERE! IT HURTS! NO! NO!" Otto screamed. MJ not think so clearly ran into the room that he was sleeping in. Sobbing loudly, Otto wildly reached out for someone. MJ gather Otto into her arms as he began hysterically cry. "I want my mommy… Why me? I'm so scared." He sobbed wildly. Otto climbed as much as he could into her arms, seeking warmth and protection from the demons that haunted him. Peter walked into the room tiredly wiping his eyes. Otto slowly calmed down awake and alert, realized one; he sat in MJ arms and two; he noticed that his boxers were soaked. Looking away from MJ he blushed with embarrassment.

"Hey Doc… How ya feeling?" Peter asked gently. Otto looked up in shame. He couldn't believe that he did something so childish as peeing in his bed. Let alone calling out for someone to hold him.

"Peter… Um… Thanks…" Otto stuttered as he stood. He stared at his feet, embarrassment flooding his thoughts.

"Hey what's wrong? Ouch!" Peter asked as MJ elbowed him. "I didn't deserve that."

"It's okay… So you had a little accident, I can clean it up." MJ gently spoke trying to get him to look up. A stray tear dropped to the wood floor.

"Jeez Otto you just went through hell… Things happen." Peter tried to reassure him. A couple more tears fell to the floor as he tried to wipe them away.

"I'm not five anymore… I shouldn't be doing something so childish." He shakily spoke. Peter smacked his forehead.

"Otto you just had been raped. You may not have as much control of your body as you think." Peter spoke quietly. Otto looked up and all the color in his face left him. His stomach lurched and his hand flew up to his mouth trying desperately not to vomit right there. MJ hurried him into the bathroom as he began to puke.

"I don't think he was ready to confront what had happened to him yet." MJ spoke frankly. She grabbed clean bedding and had Peter help her with Otto.

"This is going to be the longest day of my life." Peter sighed.

TBC…

Author's Note: If ya want to see what happens to Otto, Peter, and MJ; I would love to have reviews… However be nice, this is my first Spidey fic. R&R.