A/N: What happens when a certain Guardian gets a little sick. Any Characters Mentioned are owned by Bungie and Marvel Studios(or Sony), respectfully. This will be canon divergent from Destiny's story and from the Movie Venom. How the Parasite latched onto a host is different from the movie, for a Guardian, they can die as long as they are revived as soon as possible, otherwise if they are dead for too long, the symbiote will die. Also, I will do my best to not include the Venom comics, because the last thing I need is to piss those people off. Part of my One Shot and Other Misc Stories series .

What an Odd Sensation

A Destiny/Venom Story Crossover

Some days are just better than others, nothing seems to excite me, but I get by. Being a Warlock, or as I'm commonly known as, Cooper Browning, and as a Warlock, knowledge interests me, questions that have yet to have an answer intrigues me even more. There have been rumors from Ikora's [REDACTED] that there is some sort of parasite out there, looking for something. I swear if it's another Hive God, somebody is going to get Nova Bombed, preferably the Hive God. I am a part of a fireteam with a Hunter, Sherry Lynn, and a Titan, Jericho-6. I'm a Human, Lynn is a human, and Jericho is an Exo, which is plainly obvious. We met up because we were resurrected together, somehow our Ghosts all found us next to each other. When we woke up, we all had a picture on us, it looked like all three of us before the Collapse. With a little guessing, and some pot luck, we found out I was twins with Jericho, and Lynn just so happened to be born at the same time, she wasn't our sister, but she classifies herself as our sister. Throughout the short time we were alive, we stopped the Vex within the Black Garden, killed a Hive God, quelled an uprising and killed the 'Kell of Kells' in prison, and let me tell you, prison is a great stress reliever. We weren't the best fireteam, and we weren't the worst. Okay, I'm being humble here. We are somehow the 2nd best fireteam the Vanguard has. Fireteam Bomber, we like blowing things up okay? Mostly because I like to experiment with enemy technology. Except Vex tech, I stay far away from that stuff. The highest ranking fireteam were these people who were called Fireteam Sunkiss. I'm pretty sure they are all women, just by assumption of the name, and I'm also pretty sure they all have a thing for one another even though they hit on all of us, but it seems they like 'messing' with one another, but that's my opinion. There is no proof to back me up, call it a Warlock's intuition.

Anyway, Myself, Jericho, and Lynn, her preferred name, all were going into the Crucible to blow off some steam from our most recent patrols on the Moon. We had to clear out some Hive nests to prevent them from reproducing even further, which have you seen the Hive reproduce? I have and it is a site that I wish I could unsee. Anyway, back to the Crucible, where we can practice honing our skills on other Guardians, because sometimes the Fallen and Cabal can be too predictable.

During a match on Memento, we were playing Control, or as we all know it as, Domination, or 'Let me kill everything but not take control of the zones so we can get an advantage.' My mood for this isn't the greatest, but hey, when Lynn gets all giddy and excited, you know she is having a good time, she got these creepy gauntlets called Khepri's Sting, which has this weird beetle on it, which she can invisible and take you down very quickly. In the middle of the match, we up by a few thousand points, when we were told to stop the match and have all available Guardians head to the Cosmodrome. Lord Shaxx came over the comms screaming, "ALL GUARDIANS REPORT TO THE COSMODROME! I NORMALLY DON'T STOP CRUCIBLE MATCHES, BUT THIS THE EXCEPTION, ESPECIALLY WHEN THE VANGUARD ARE HAILING ALL AVAILABLE GUARDIANS, MOVE YOUR ARSES!"

There was a meteorite that was about to crash into the Cosmodrome, and when I was flying the group ship we have over, it almost hit us. We couldn't get a complete scan of it, but it was definitely out of our Solar System, and oddly enough, I felt a pull, subtle, but a pull nonetheless, like when you find that one thing you are looking for. It crashed in the middle of the Skywatch, just outside the main array station. We touched down, along with about 15 other Guardians, most from the recently ended Crucible match, and some others who happened to be on Patrol. We all hopped onto our Sparrows and meandered our way over, slowly. We didn't want to know what this was, but as Guardians, we had to.

Lynn broke the silence, "What do you think this is Coop?" My face was hidden underneath my helmet, and I really wanted to respond with 'It was a small moon rock Lynn, nothing to worry about.'

"You're asking me, it is because I'm a Warlock? You think I have an answer to this?" I answered her question with two questions. How do like them apples sis? She basically acts like the sister I never had.

She scoffed in response, "Partly, but I know you. An unanswered question for a Warlock is like Jericho's need to punch something. You want to fulfill that need. So yes, I do expect an answer from you." I smirked at her retort, knowing she was right, but I wasn't going to admit that to her.

Jericho interjected, "When you two are done with your bickering, you might want to see this and take a closer look."

Looking over his shoulder, I saw the other Guardians inspecting this, from a very reasonable distance away. Me, being the person that I am jumped and floated above this 'anomaly' and had my Ghost scan it. Yes, I can float, it took a few years to master, but I can now float for a reasonable amount of time. Ghost scanned the rock and he would normally tell me immediately, but he hesitated, "What is it Ghost?"

"This rock has biological matter in it. Something is inside this thing." he whisper-yelled.

I immediately back off and landed next to Lynn and Jericho before shouting, "EVERYONE, BACK UP NOW! THIS AREA IS NOT SAFE! SOMETHING IS ALIVE IN THIS!"

Everyone else scoffed at this warning and went to inspect it, including Lynn, and when they did, the meteor shook to life and some ooze leaked out. The problem was, the ooze was moving, and there were multiple oozes, which was bad news for everyone. The creepiest part was it jumped and lunged at the Guardians. Yeah, you heard me. It fucking jumped at Guardians. They were screaming in agony as the ooze entered their bodies, well it looked like it was absorbed into their bodies, but still. I tried to reach Lynn to pull her back, as did Jericho, but one of them lunged for her, and it nabbed her. She dropped her knives and weapons and fell to the snow-covered ground in agony. She was screaming, as was everyone else. Then as if a pin dropped everyone who was 'infected' just stopped moving. Jericho and I were the only ones still standing, somehow. We dragged everyone who got close away from it, well, Jericho did, I was still paranoid about there being one more of those ooze things. You can never be too careful. I had my Ghosts check everyone else's life signs. Everyone was alive, but they seemed to be in a coma of some kind. I radioed into the Vanguard, "Vanguard, this is Guardian Cooper Browning and Jericho-6 reporting in about the meteorite that crashed into the Cosmodrome."

"This is Ikora Rey, go ahead Warlock." Damn, she never calls us by our names, well neither does Zavala, but he's a Titan, so he gets a pass, "I need medical evac ships to the Skywatch, we have 13 Guardians comatose, because of this 'ooze' that leaked out and jumped at everyone, including Huntress Sherry Lynn. Jericho and I remain unaffected. I will be sending you the feed to your Ghost."

She didn't respond for a full minute, I counted, and I waited in anticipation for what her response, "It would be best if they were quarantined for the time being."

"I couldn't agree more, I just want to make sure Lynn is okay." I said, well, basically mumbled at the end.

"Cooper" I froze, she never uses our names, I thought she didn't know them, "She will be fine, for now return to the Tower and we will discuss this matter further, for now, load everyone else on the Medical Transports and rest." Ikora said, shutting the Comm link of.

"Bro, did she just use your name?" Jericho asked, putting his hand on my shoulder after he moved Lynn right next to us. I nodded in response

"We have to put them in quarantine until further notice, right now, we have to wait." I said softly.

"You know I hate waiting right?" Jericho asked. Yes I do know how much you hate waiting, you only remind me every damn mission!

"I know, but for right now, can we worry about our sister. One of these things attacked her, and for all I know, we could lose her. I don't care if she is comatose. Our Ghosts relayed that they are blocking their ability to jolt them awake." I said in anger, sadness and pity. Pity because she is the girl who brings a smile to my face, because that is what siblings do. We should be there for one another always and forever. In our case, we mean that literally.

Jericho was silent in his response, he also cares about Lynn, we basically helped her through her Guardian Training. Before everything, she didn't know how use a knife, much less a gun, but with the help from Cayde, she turned out to be a natural. I questioned if that was the same Lynn I met prior. Snapping me out of my thoughts, the medical ships arrived, and we loaded them on board in a matter of minutes. I took my helmet off and sat right next to Lynn, where her helmet was off as well. I trailed my gloveless hands through her auburn hair to calm me down, I used to do this when we were kids a long time ago, I still remember it, our Ghosts know this, we somehow still have residual memories of our past lives. She would always get mad, but she would let me do it anyway. I eventually must have dozed off after a few minutes and Jericho said he watch over us, to which I reluctantly agreed. I just want this to blow over ASAP.

…

Those fools. They left to attach to the first thing that moved instead of scoping out potential hosts, like me. I almost left with them, but held back because there were too many 'organics' for me to identify. Now that the dust has settled, I could get a clearer read on my potential host...

Moments after they loaded their friends onto their vessel, I felt it, the pull of my host. It was a person dressed in robes? No matter, that is my host and I need to bond with them. I slipped from the rock, which was a portion of my home might I add, over to their vessel where I sneaked aboard through the vents and I waited.

I waited for the correct moment to strike and claim my host...