Chapter 1: Unclear Control
Farewell to false pretensions, farewell to your hollow words, farewell to fake affection, farewell Tomorrow Burns.
The searing light from the morning sun woke Parker up. He didn't recognize where he was—this worried him. Parker quickly stood up but fell back as pain surged from the side of his head. Apparently Venom had placed that punch well into his skull. As he landed on his back Parker yelled in pain. The fresh craters in his back were all but healed. A doctor rushed in from the entrance across the room.
"Are you alright?"
"Augh, that depends. My back is killing me, but I think my head is going to finish me off."
"I'll get some medication. Try not to hurt yourself okay."
"Hey doc where the hell am I?" Parker questioned.
"S.H.I.E.L.D. headquarters, medical wing." The doctor turned towards the door leaving a cold presence in the room.
The next couple of hours were difficult for parker, trying to remember the events of the prior night, wondering what all had transpired. Shit that really happened, Peter thought as he remembered seeing Venom die again on the street. It was now 1:00 p.m. and he knew Aunt May was worrying where he was by now. He looked around the room for his personal belongings, no luck. Parker approached the door. Peering out the window he noticed a guard outside the door keeping watch. He craned his neck the other direction to see the doctor heading towards him. Parker quickly jumped back in bed as if nothing had occurred.
"Come on Parker not everyone is that stupid." The doctor stated as he entered the room.
"Doc I don't know what you're talking about. I have just been sitting here enjoying the walls." Parker replied. The doc didn't say a word just gestured over to a surveillance camera in the corner of the room.
"So how you are feeling?"
"Better. Thanks but I really got to get out of here. Still got a life to live you know." Peter was ready to get out of this "hospital" and get back to Mary Jane; they were supposed to be having a romantic dinner tonight.
"Noted. The colonel would like to talk with you soon. And seeing as your state has improved I would like you to write down everything you can remember from yesterday. When you are done notify the guard at the door." The doc exited the room as quickly as he had entered.
"Yeah no problem I'll get that done for you in no time. Oh and anything else you need from me, like my car or how about my pride you want that too?" Parker raised his voice as the doc left room leaving him talking to the door. Ass. Parker thought.
Sixty stories below Parker in the underground portion of the headquarters laid the lifeless villain Venom. The examination room was designed to let no one out. The only door was electronically controlled and hydraulically actuated. It was made to slam shut quickly and seal permanently if the emergency switch was activated.
"Ah Colonel Fury, glad of you to join us. We will be conducting a thorough autopsy on the subject today. Hopefully we can learn something from all of this." The surgeon looked up from his notes and gave a quick glance at the subject.
"What can you tell me so far?"
"Well if one thing is for sure is he's dead. I've found no trace of vital signs. One thing that is peculiar is that the "suit" or the alien subject has not detached from the host." The doctor grabbed a scalpel and carved a then slice of the black substance off the deceased.
"See normally the subject's suit would reattach itself to the host or find another but this sample is doing neither. There is also no attempt to close the gap that I created by removing a piece of the suit." It was true the missing fragment showed no sign of activity and the flesh of Eddy's body remained exposed.
"What about the wounds from last night? Are there any signs of repair?"
"No, as you can see the alien suffered severe burns near the entrance and exit points. It is burned almost to a solid state around the outer edges and completely vaporized in the center." The surgeon used the scalpel to indicate the areas where the shots had entered displaying the damage created.
"Good, now have you seen any brain function or activity?" The tone of Fury's voice showed a high level of concern.
"Yes I wanted to address that point with you. It seems that our guest is showing lulls in brain activity mainly in the frontal lobe that would indicate higher level order processing."
"How frequently?"
"About ten minutes between peaks."
"Keep watching the activity; proceed with your autopsy carefully. I don't want you taking any risks."
Fury left the room glancing at the monster trying to assure himself that there was no danger presented. The surgeon motioned his team to begin prepping the suspect for examination.
Parker felt as if he was back in school writing essays about god knows what, he tried not remember those days, but he did remember last night more clearly than he thought he would. Satisfied with the results parker banged the door to get the sentries attention.
"Hey rent a cop, I'm done, so would you mind opening the door." The guard turned to face parker with a less than sympathetic stare.
"Good for you, now head over to those elevators it'll take you to the Colonel."
Parker did as he was instructed strolling down the hallway as if he had conquered the impossible. The elevator ride was uncomfortably long; the thought of being trapped in small box for what seemed like an eternity was beginning to wear on Peter's already throbbing head. Finally parker found himself exiting the elevator at Fury's office. The secretary outside was short and blonde she seemed to busy organizing reports and did not give parker much attention outside of motioning him to the interior office. Inside he saw Fury talking with what he could only assume was a government official over the phone. After a few moments he hung up.
"Parker, glad to see your still standing. I would like to show our appreciation for your efforts last night," Fury displayed a character Parker had never witnessed before. It almost sounded like he actually gave a damn about him. "With your help we were able to finally kill that Son of Bitch." Parker was about to reply when someone entered the office.
"Colonel Fury, here is the combat report of last nights actions. Sorry sir, it seemed to take me longer than I thought."
"No problem Jackson as long as you got it done."
"You must be Spiderman," the Lieutenant seemed a little shocked at parker's appearance. "Always figured you to be taller."
"Parker this is Lieutenant Nicholas Jackson he was the one who brought Venom's massacre to an end." Fury seemed to be proud of the lieutenant, seeing his actions were precise.
"Alright Jackson you've done well, your two day leave has been approved, take care soldier." Fury added as Jackson saluted and turned towards the exit.
"Hey wait second," Parker turned to Jackson, the tone in his voice was clearly aggressive. "You the bastard who killed that man."
"Man? What I killed yesterday was not a man; you need to get your story straight son." Jackson snapped back quickly.
"You don't know the circumstances; you have no idea who that was, do you? I could have stopped him. Now he's dead. I hope you're happy with your results."
"Listen, both of you calm down now. Lieutenant Jackson was following orders. He had no choice." Colonel Fury tried to diffuse the situation before it got out of hand.
"You better hope we never run into each other again because I promise you, you'll be the one in the hospital next time." Parker's words cut with a sharpness that seemed to break the room. Jackson turned quickly towards Parker grabbing his collar then shoving him against the nearest wall.
"Listen, you don't make threats like that unless you intend on carrying them out. Last time I checked your old "friend" had you under his foot ready kill you. Don't second guess my mistake for you being alive right now, you understand?" Jackson's comment had hit their target; Parker leaned against the wall taking it all in.
"Where is he?" Parker asked with an angered tone.
"Under examination, the surgeons are running a full autopsy, trying to learn everything we can, while we can."
"I need to see him for myself."
"Take the elevator to the bottom floor. I'll notify the guards up ahead. Don't try anything stupid, you'll be eight hundred feet below the surface down there, and there is only one way up."
Parker went for the exit; he approached the elevator taking a deep breath. He readied himself for what he was about to witness.
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