Chapter 2: The Best/Worst Day of My Life

I woke up with a gasp.

You ever just wake up wondering whether what just happened was yesterday or a week ago and you just totally spaced out after waking up? That's me right now.

Here I am, lying in bed nestled in my little comfy red blanket, with my eyes closed trying to piece together what happened before I passed out. I was looking at some tech, wondering if I can get to a point where my aunt, uncle, and I can live in comfort, when I looked up to see…

I open my eyes. A spider… something black…?

I look down at my body hidden in my blanket. I carefully put my hand under it and begin to lift it. What… does the black thing look like? Is it still on me? I slowly lift the blanket until I get impatient and rip it off to find that… nothing was out of place.

"(sigh)… thank god." Guess it was just a dream then.

Pe...ter…

I stumble out of bed in a tumble of blanket and body.

CRASH!

"Owwwwww…." Damn it what the hell was that noise!?"

Pe...ter…

Something called my name. I know it!

Suddenly, a black blob thing came out from my neck area. It was black. Then it morphed into an image of a head, with big eyes, a long tongue, and sharp teeth…

"Whoa! What. The. Hell."

"Peter. Food. Eat. Talk. Later."

Then it morphed back into me.

"Dude, no! You don't just come out of me looking like alien vs predator and tell me to eat and then absorb yourself back into me! Get out!" After around 2 minutes of nothing and trying to get NOTHING visible off me, I slump in defeat and head downstairs for breakfast in my pajamas. As soon as I head down, my aunt and uncle were sitting down at the table, with their heads swiveling around towards me, eyes lighting up in sheer happiness.

"Peter! Are you alright? What happened? I got a call from the school saying you passed out! Did you eat enough? I know I should've packed you more lunch…" I smiled lovingly.

"No Uncle Ben, Aunt May, I'm fine. I just felt a little off, but i'm better now. Let's eat!" They smile, nod, and we begin eating. Breakfast was done in silence. It's a Saturday, or at least it should, yet Uncle Ben was here. So that means he took a day off work for me. I frown internally. With our bills, and our extremely low savings, how are we going to get by? He's doing this for me, knowing he will need to work ten times harder…

My fists curl harshly around my fork.

"So uh, hey Peter. I need some help later. My back is killing me from work, and you've been really helping me with your massages. It's a real lifesaver haha. You know I hate asking for things, but can you help me out?" Uncle Ben said, pain obvious in his eyes.

"Of course Uncle Ben. Are we still on for watching the new episode for our favorite show tonight?" I said, mirth shining in my eyes.

He chuckled a bit before cringing in pain, "UH, um yeah Peter… Can you bring some…"

I cut him off, "Burgers, no cheese, with extra sauce, both combos, soda no ice, with a side of fries… I know I know." I laughed. We've done this for so long…

"Alrighty boys, have fun later, I'll be sleeping in. I'm rather tired today. I'll be in the other room as always watching my dramas. Alone…" She said with fake sadness.

I laughed a little. "Come on Aunt May you know we love you… besides I'll bring you favorite ice cream to have later okay?" Besides tomorrow we're staying in again. We can do our Netflix binging then!"

She laughs and waves me goodbye to sleep in.

I smile.

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After cleaning up, I just sat on my bed. I'm tired. I may be smart, but it's gotten me nowhere so far. I just hate this feeling. I feel so useless...so powerless…

"Peter… did you really forget about me?"

It's a credit to my exhaustion with everything going on right now that I didn't jump and shout. I don't have the energy for it.

"Weird black goo thing… not in the mood for it right now." I said calmly, almost emptily.

"I happened to hear you mention being powerless. I can help you, you know…"

As if I would trust a black goo thing thing that came out of the movie alien.

"And why would you help me, if you do have power?" Might as well ask anyways.

"Because… I'm bored (cue sweatdrop)... and… you're interesting. I feel something inside you. Untapped potential. Power. You need only use it. But... it's trapped. It's as if it needs a trigger of sorts."

"And how are you so smart and know everything inside me? Killing me by stealing my lifeforce or something?"

"No. The way I live is by taking small portions of food you eat, anything you eat in fact, and changing it into something that sustains me. My body is capable of turning any object, organic or not, into energy for me and you to use. Therefore, by eating, you are becoming stronger, as well as keeping me alive. It is, as you call it here on this dirtball, a symbiotic relationship. But I help you. It goes both ways…"

"How can you talk to me? You sound as if you came from somewhere else."

"I came from a group of beings such as myself. We go planet to planet, attaching ourselves to other beings and helping them in whatever they do. We do this to survive, and they certainly don't complain. We gain access to their knowledge and language upon 'syncing' ourselves with the hosts. Our hosts gain strength, speed, agility, the ability to think faster than a normal human, from what I've seen, and other small things, like a longer lifespan, faster metabolism, faster growth, extremely fast healing regeneration and pheromones. That's not even the end. Whatever was in my spider body before you became my host gave you powers including the additional strength, agility, etc bonuses. "

"Wait… what…"

"With me with you now, you are anything but powerless… so what do you say… partners?"

I thought about, I really did, but the answer was obvious.

I smiled. Things were finally going my way.

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I told my aunt and uncle I was stepping out to walk around a bit and maybe pick up a quick lunch at some diner or something. After they agreed and saw me off, with my uncle going to bed for some well deserved rest, I walked into the heart of queens.

I have powers now, but where can I test them? I need somewhere close by, out of the way, and where no one is around to record me or catch sight of me or the noise that I will probably make…

"An abandoned warehouse!" Boom. Case closed. I know just the one too. It's around the area and around a half mile from anyone in NY. Which is pretty rare. Seriously, it's NY.

I ran over, trying to be as discreet as possible. Already I can feel the changes in my body. I felt faster, WAY faster. I'm running as fast as a car, on a highway, and I'm BARELY trying.

"WOOOOOOO HOOOO!" I have never felt so alive! I jumped into the air over the old fence leading to the warehouse, and flew over it by at least 20 feet! That is ridiculous! I look down and realize I still have to land. "DAMN IT ALLLLLLL!" My feet and knees apparently knew what they were doing and I fell to a perfect stop. Olympic level gymnastics. Wow.

So far, I have the speed of a car, the agility surpassing most Olympic level athletes, and the strength of…

Well… now I know my next test. I walk into the warehouse, seeing its old, rusty, worn down look. I tried looking around for anything heavy to test myself on. Then, I saw it. It wasn't hard to miss, considering its size, but I found a HUGE piece of machinery. It looked like it had some use in the past, but was little more than scrap now. I might just use some of these parts later honestly…

It looked to be around 5-7 tons. Around 3-4 cars. A big 8 wheeler, filled to the brim. Huge.

I picked it up with one hand.

Not without a lot of effort mind you, but…

One hand.

After lifting and benching it for a bit, I sat it down gently and sat down myself.

"Hey black goo thing. Do you have a name?"

"No I do not. And how do you like your new abilities?" I can almost feel the smug grin.

"Well the powers are cool and all, but you mentioned I might have something else from the spider, right? And as for your name… it has to be something cool. Something that has to do with the color black. Something dangerous, something… scary. How about… Venom?"

Venom morphed out of my body and stood before me, looking like a buff human, with his head looking like before.

"Perfect."

"Hey Venom, with these powers, and your morphing abilities, can you attach yourself to me at all times? I know you absorb yourself into me somehow, but maybe you can act as a shield or a sentient bodyguard thing like this character from a manga I read in passing."

"Let's try. But first take off your clothes."

"..."

"So I can become your clothes. Duh."

"Ohhhh that makes more sense. Gotcha" It didn't make it less awkward of course.

As I stripped and he crawled over me, yuck, he became an exact replica of my clothes. Only, it was lame. I only have clothes that make me look like a hipster, or a super nerd. Speaking of, how have I never noticed I wasn't wearing glasses until this point! Anyways, time for a closet change.

"Hey Venom, can you change my clothes into something… cooler?" It sounded better in my head, sue me.

"Well what do you have in mind? I have knowledge of every clothing article in your head, but any choices specifically?" As he was saying this my clothes changed into an amorphous swirling black SOMETHING.

"Maybe have it look like shoes that are functional, yet still somewhat nice looking. Some black pants with a few pockets where I can keep several items. A black shirt, with a red and black jacket covering it, with a high collar (Last Stand Spider-Man without logo)."

As he morphed into the outfit, I looked at myself in the reflection of a broken mirror cast aside on the side of a wall. I looked nothing like the old Peter Parker. I was a new Peter Parker.

"Thank you Venom, this looks great!" I said with a huge smile.

"No problem. Just eat. Or fight. My favorite part of having a host is the thrill of a good fight."

"Really? This sounds like something looking into…" Seriously, it does. With my newfound athleticism, I can probably win any fight against an adult. UFC, MMA, doesn't matter. I can beat them. Wait, actually… maybe not. I may have the stats, but I don't have the skills to use them. I need focus. Like the manga I read. They trained, but also did kata and sparred. If I can do all that, I can be invincible!

Suddenly a flyer flew into my face.

"PFFT PEH BLEh!" That was me spitting the flyer out and waving my hands looking like an idiot. Good thing no one saw that.

I peel it off me and take a look at it. It must be fate. It mentioned a fighter named The Ripper. He was some big shot underground MMA fighter. Basically, he was big, strong, and fought somewhat decent. Sounds like a challenge. Or like a potential way to measure myself. I looked to the sky.

"I'm in."

I can feel Venom smirking.

O-o-o-o-o-o-o-o

It was still sort of early. It was around 4. I promised to back around 8, so I have lots of time. I need to disguise myself, that way I can stay anonymous. Like a mask.

"Hey Ven…"

"Oh wait before you finish, I managed to establish a mental connection between us. I can get in your mind after all, so it was pretty easy. Just think and I SHOULD be able to hear and answer back through thought."

'Hey Venom can you hear me?' I said while waiting outside the underground fighting ring entrance.

'Perfectly. Now people won't think you're crazy or something.'

'Huh, never thought of that. Didn't think it was possible… anyways let's think of a mask design. Maybe a design for my whole outfit actually.'

'What about a spider? That was what started all of this. Plus you have abilities resembling one…'

'Sounds good!' I'm pretty excited about all of this. Everything going on is signalling the start of the new me. The stronger me.

Suddenly on the front of my jacket was the symbol of a spider in black and on the back in red. Venom covered my face and I panicked before relaxing. Suddenly I could breathe and see. While I couldn't see it, the outside was red with my eyes in white with a black border covering the eyes (Last stand Spider-Man). I felt ready. I can do this. I walked in.

o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o

As I walked in line, I noticed full grown men being taken out of the area in stretchers, crying in pain, with others knocked out completely. I had second thoughts before ignoring it. 'M not like the old me. I have power now. NOTHING will be the same. With this power, I can do… SOMETHING. I have the smarts, and now I have the power to back it up. Once I can do something to get myself funded and set up a few projects, I can create new things and sell them (after patents of course) for millions! Then I can get a huge house and live life in the comfort of… nothing. Thinking about it now it seems so boring. I'll have money, a big house, no worries… so why does it seem so… boring? So… bland? Mayb…

"Sir, will you be entering in the ring?

A voice knocked me out of my thoughts.

"Yes ma'am. I am planning on the grand prize."

So I didn't mention it, but the money was what I was going to use to help make some inventions to patent. Then I would get a loan from the bank and make a lot to sell for more. Then pay off the loan quick and make profit. From there, if it's successful enough, I would get a contract with amazon or something to manufacture it (with a small percentage for them for doing so), and have them make and sell them so I won't need to. But in order for that to happen, I need to beat this Ripper guy up and stay in the cage for 5 minutes. Another option is to knock him out. If I do both, I get double.

"Alright, what's your name?"

Shoot. I didn't think about it. Ummm…

"What about The Venom Spider?" Seems about right.

"What kind of stupid name is that? Obviously spiders have venom. Well not all of them but you get it. Whatever I'll just put something else down."

Ughhhh. The Venom Spider. What was I thinking? What a stupid name (AN: Oof).

Well either way I walked in silence to the back. There they would announce me, where I would get booed out because I'm a newbie. Oooh! Fighting style. How should I fight? Quick small hits? Strong punches? Big kicks? Elbows? Knees? Discombobulation? Weak points? How about… ALL of those! Maybe some witty banter to get him angry and make himself predictable? I think I may be onto something…

"AND HE IS DOWN! THE RIPPER EVERYBODY! WITH A 99 WIN STREAK! IT SEEMS AS THOUGH THERE IS NO ONE HE CAN BEAT! WITH THAT SAID, PLEASE GIVE A 'KIND' WELCOME TO THE ONE, THE ONLY, SPIDER-MAN!"

Huh Spider-Man. Kinda cool.

"BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!"

What's not cool is that booing. Seriously. I start walking to the cage. Suddenly girls surround me and begin harassing the HELL out of me.

"Hey Spider, after this fight, will you crawl out of the stage like the Spider you are?"

"Hey big boy, I mean… boy."

"Why don't you give up now, that way you can run home to your moooommmyyy. Or not, then she'll get to treat you. MOMMA's BOY!"

They're pretty good not going to lie, but I'm better than that. I won't succumb to petty little lines coming from girls whose IQ inversely matches the amount of cosmetic surgeries they've had.

(AN: bruh. Can I get a few favs, follows, and reviews for that sick freaking burn? Also anyone wanting to use that line, have fun.)

I stepped into the cage.

"Heyyuh Spider- BOY! Why don't you crawl back to mommy? She wouldn't want THE RIPPER to rip her little BOY up would she?" He said with a huge malicious grin.

"Not even a second in and The Ripper is already...RIPPING in to me huh…" Silence. (AN: Don't unfav etc plz I'm sorry.)

"For that Spider, I'm going to make it quick."

"LET'S GET READY TO RUUUUUUUUUUUUMBLEEEEEEE! WITH THE CAGE NOW SEALED AND LOCKED, HOW WILL THE NEW CONTESTANT FARE? WE WILL BEGIN IN 3, 2, 1, NOW!"

The Ripper, who I now nicknamed Bubba in my head (Venom laughed), rushed me.

"How predictable…" I jumped over him using my SPIDER like agility and landed into a perfect stand, with my arms displayed like an Olympic gymnast who landed perfectly.

"ALL 10s!? THAN YOU THANK YOU!" I said while running and blowing kisses to the crowd, who was now laughing.

"Grrrrrr, get back here Spider!" Bubba said.

"Hey off topic does that line EVER work?" I say scratching my head.

While he was rushing me, I felt a tingle in the back of my head. Huh. As he was right in front of me, I quickly sidestepped him and tripped him. Sadly, he anticipated it and jumped over it. What he didn't see was me putting my hands on the floor and kicking him with a textbook perfect mule kick. He went FLYING!

"OOOOFff!" He muffled out. He must've went flying around 5-7 feet. Keep in mind this guy is like 6 foot something and probably weighs more than a small hippo!

To mess with him more I begin celebrating and saying, "yay!" over and over while cha cha-ing in a circle. Unsurprisingly, he was pissed.

"SPIDERRRRR!" He rushed me again. The tingle got "louder." So much for a professional MMA and wrestler. Guess my tactic works. I should probably keep it.

As he got near, I held my arms as if holding a cape and side stepped him again and let him smash himself into the cage. I then swept up my "cape" and yelled "Ole!" At this point the crows was hysterical. I took a quick look at the timer and saw that it just turned to 5 minutes. But… It's time for the grand finale.

I walked up to the dazed Bubba and picked him up by his red, slowly turning purple, face and began walking to the cage fence.

"FINISH HIM! FINISH HIM! FINISH HIM!" The crowd yelled.

"YOU WANT ME TO FINISH HIM?!" I bellowed.

"YES!" They answered.

The crowd has spoken.

I began climbing the fence holding The Ripper aka Bubba, still dazed but still angry, and went up around 10 feet. Easy task for me, but must have looked amazing to the casual observer. I then held him parallel to the floor, with BOTH hands and my feet holding on to the fence, and fell with him after a few seconds. I jumped. Mid-air I RKO'ed him. The crowd lost it.

"OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"

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Let's just say I was the undisputed winner. I won the prize money, with the manager not trying anything considering I was a 15 year old (not that he knew of course) who managed to pick up a guy almost a foot above me, not including his weight, which was like three times mine. So I won the Absolute Grand prize… 100,000 dollars. Yeah... I know. Screw getting a loan, I have enough right here! I knew that the prize was a lot, but I didn't think it was THAT much. The flyer only said, "Win big bucks!" I assumed it would only be 25-50k max! Well either way I began walking to the bank, after telling Venom to change my clothes to something more casual. Just some slightly distressed jeans and a Gucci hoodie. Nothing too crazy…

Putting aside the fact that all I have to do to change and wear any type of clothing is show Venom how it looks in a magazine or something or in my mind, I began walking to the bank. All the money was in a duffel bag strapped to me.

Timeskip

After telling the bank that, no I did not in fact steal the money and that yes, I won it, and adding it into my account, I began my trek home. It was such a good day today. I tested my new powers, met an alien face to face, established a mental communication phone line with said alien, got into a fight with a guy out of my weight and height class and won while making him look like an idiot, and won some big bucks. Good day over all. Something seems missing, however. Maybe the invention idea thing I had maybe…?

Either way I was a block away from the house before remembering something. I was able to walk and stick to that fence. With my FEET! Does that mean I can climb up surfaces with me feet like that manga I read (AN: If you couldn't tell it was Naruto by now wyd)?! Dude…

I walk into an empty alley and try it out. One foot… I breathe in… both feet. I take one step. Then two. Then another. Then another. Suddenly I'm running on the side and jumping from wall to wall like an idiot. "THIS IS THE BEST DAY EVER!" Then I try to act like a spider and crawl along the wall. I succeed of course. Beware evildoers! I am the bane of thou! Except brooms… BWAHAHAHA!

After my bit of fun, I walk home again. Maybe I can pick off thieves and bad guys in alleys at night and pick them off one by one hidden in the shadows...and beat them up… nahhh too harsh. Maybe tie them up. Then beat them up. Hehe. With what though is the question… what do I tie them up with?

Wait. Pause. Why do I need to do that? Stopping criminals and all that is for the police. I'm no hero. I'm no Tony stark or Captain America. I'm a 15, almost 16 year old kid. A super powered kid for sure, but still. It's not my problem. I still feel like I'm missing something. Wasn't there something I was supposed to pick up?

As I ponder this, I hear a few sirens as I get closer to home. This isn't really anything too out of the ordinary considering this is NY, but maybe whatever it is could be big. For some reason I feel like a big ball of lead the size of the thing I was lifting in the warehouse just dropped in my stomach.

I turned the corner, cautiously, calmly, and stealthily. Then something caught my eyes.

"No. No. No. NO. NO. NO. NO. NO!"

In front of me were 3 police cars and two ambulances. Both had someone on a stretcher. But one… one had someone in a body bag. And the kicker…

It was parked outside of my house. Which was swarmed by police taking pictures with lines on the floor depicting someone.

This is the worst day ever.

Aunt May… Uncle… Ben?

Can you hear me?

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AN: And we're done with the second chapter! I hope you're enjoying how I'm taking this story. I promise, Venom will be getting more "screen" time and will have his abilities show up more in the future chapters. BTW, Poor Peter am I right? Sorry if y'all are crying, but it's a pretty important event in Peter's life, soooo it had to happen you know. But the question is… who was killed? Find out next time on… THE VENOM SPIDER!