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Chapter 3: Still hope for you

Silence. That was all there was between the two. Not even the sound of the flickering sparks of the wrecked car was nothing more than an unnoticeable sound. Neither of them willing to break the silence, out of fear of how the other may react.

Carrie now stands face to face with Anti-Venom, an unknown hero to the town native. To Carrie she saved by nothing but a demon. A demon, she thought, to only bring her to down to Hell itself. To punish her. Fear flooded the young woman's eyes at the prospect of that, which caused her to take a few steps back.

Anti-Venom takes notice of young woman's reaction. The symbiote had expected this of course. This kind of reaction had happened before from someone who have first laid eyes upon its form. On the inside of the Anti-Symbiote, John was silent in both body and mind. He was still left shocked and breathless at the sight of the young woman before her. He had no words to be spoken

In light of the host's condition, the Anti-Symbiote chose to speak in his stead. The Symbiote knew all why its host was speechless, considering who this young woman reminds them of. The symbiote chose to be the first to speak. Before speaking, the hero exhaled which caused Carrie to expect the worst. "You have nothing to worry about, child of God" The hero said to the town native.

Carrie gave a shocked impression at the sudden accusation by the titan. "How could he, it, whatever it is, know I'm a Christian?" Carrie thought to herself before gathering all the courage she had inside her to speak to the titan before her. "How did you know I'm a Christian?" Carrie asked the white titan.

The hero was impressed by the young woman's look of seriousness in spite of its appearance. The symbiotic hero looked down at the ground and seemed to be searching for something. The hero stopped its search and crouched down on knee, seemed to pick an object up. The hero showed the object to the young telekinetic. The young telekinetic was shocked to see the object, was a silver cross.

Carrie quickly brought her hand to around her throat, only to feel her necklace was nowhere on her.

She returned her gaze to the white titan, and saw it holding her cross with both hands and its eyes looking tensely at the cross. With the cross still in his hands, the Symbiotic hero lowered his hands and looked at the young woman before him in the eyes. Though the young woman was surprised at the saddened expression on the hero's face.

The symbiotic hero took a moment to look at the cross again before speaking. "Not many keep it shiny." The hero stated with looking at the young telekinetic. The hero turned his gaze to the girl again. The hero saw the confused look on the girl's face and explained. "The cross, I meant. Your cross is the cleanest cross I have ever seen, child of God. The mark of a true believer"

Carrie smiled a bit at the compliment. The hero then felt something around the young woman before him, a familiar feeling, the hero's expression turned serious before continuing. "I too was like you, child. Afraid, thought I had nowhere to belong… alone in a world full of life." John woke form his trance-like state when he heard the Anti-Symbiote say those words. He even wondered why this girl became the interest of the Anti-Symbiote.

Carrie's eyes were getting teary at the comment by the titan. "What d-d- do you me-an by that?"Carrie asked and stuttered because of the titan's accusation. What it said was all true to her. She was alone in a world only full of life. But still wondered how and why this creature knew this. "Maybe it really is a demon. Maybe… Momma prayed for it to come for me." Carrie thought with a few tears falling down her cheeks.

John saw that the young woman's waterworks were starting to turn, he felt as though it was his fault. John tried to take back control again, but the Symbiote was persistent in this case. "Personal belongings, like a necklace tends to have feelings from the owners. Your cross is the same, it tells a lot about your life." The titan said with an array of anger in its tone.

"Being alone is a terrible feeling, child. A feeling I am too familiar with. But the feeling did not last forever. Because I meet a young man, who was willing to accept me for who and what I am." The titan said with a smile on its face before continuing. John listened to what had been said, and stopped to listen. "Even though I bear the face of a demon, the young man treated me as family." The symbiote continued a smile.

Carrie was shocked at the titan's confession. "Nothing like that will happen to someone like. People hate me. No one will ever care for me, or accept me." Tears began to fall from the young womans eyes and down her cheeks. "I'm hideous and no one wants to be my friend. The young telekinetic said with a sad voice as more tears fell.

The titan felt John's heart sudden stopped the moment he heard those words escape the woman's mouth. "Hideous? How in the world could she think that when she has the eyes of an emerald and the face of an angel?" John thought. The Anti-Symbiote was a little surprised, hearing his hosts first impression of the girl they had just saved. "Interested now, John?" The symbiote mused. The mental question caused the rider to stop, but the symbiote could feel a small wave of heat cross its hosts face.

The titan may not have been human and never understood human feelings as such, though it was able to determine if a person by looks. It spoke after a moment to think."Child, if there is a hope for me to be accepted, then there is also hope for you yet." The young telekinetic's face soften at the titan's advice. "Thank you" she said with a smile. The titan rose back to its full height and showed the cross to the young telekinetic.

"If I may, child of God. Can I keep this cross?" The symbiotic hero asked the town native. The question caused the girls smile to disappear in an instant. Carrie immediately turned to fear at the question. Fear of what her mother would do if she noticed her cross was gone. She didn't want to spent more time in the "Prayer Closet."

The titan saw the fear in the young womans eyes. "Do not worry, Child. I will have someone return it to you very soon." The hero said with a smile on his face before turning to leave.

"Wait." Carrie said as the hero turned to face her again. "Are you a demon? And why did you save me?" Carrie asked with a hint of fear of the answer. The Anti-Symbiote was silent before its face turned to a smile as he remembered the last thought from John, before he accepted the title of Anti-Venom. The symbiotic hero turned around and looked at the young girl.

"My friend once thought the same, that I was a demon as well to why I help people. The answer I gave him, is the same one I will give you." The hero said before looking intensely at the young woman. While on the inside, John was glad to hear his partner was able to bring even a sliver of hope into this young girl.

"I chose to bear the face of a demon to strike fear into the hearts of villians. I chose to help people, to uphold the promise I made to my dying partner." The symbiotic hero told the young girl with pride. The young woman was struck with awe at the sincerest in the hero's tone.

The hero also remembered the girl's second question that remained unanswered. "And I saved you because, you still have people in this world who love to meet you, and unlike others, they will accept you. Child." The hero finished. The young woman was moved to tears at what the hero said to her.

Carrie White, the child of the most resented woman in Chamberlain, the outcast who didn't know what a period was, the girl who just a few moments ago accepted her would-have-been death. That same girl now stood before a hero, who not only saved her, but also told her she was not alone in this world. Carrie did not resist anymore, and the tears fall freely down her face. She gave the hero a wide smile. "Thank you" She said with sincerity "and you can keep the cross".

Carrie suddenly remembered something as the hero started to turn. "What's your name?" Carrie asked. The hero had once again fully turned back to her. Unbeknownst to the town native, the Symbiote returned the power to his host as he deserved have his moment. In this form, John was able to speak without any problems.

John smirked behind his symbiotic mask as he remembered a line from his predecessor. "In this form, I bear the name of Anti-Venom." The hero said with pride before asking a question of his own. "And what may your name be, Child of God?"

For unknown reasons, Carrie felt happy when she was called 'Child of God'. She smiled and answer the hero's question. "Carrietta. Carrietta White and nice to meet you… Anti-Venom." The symbiote was glad to see the girl happy, but its host felt his heart waver even he first laid his eyes upon the girls smile.

The Symbiote and its host both shared a smile, that became visible on the hero's face. "It was a pleasure to meet you Carrietta White, and your cross will return very soon. I promise." Without turning its back, the hero grabbed the smashed car behind him with one hand. While the other hand clenched around the silver cross and outstretched it towards somewhere. "Till we meet again" as the hero said that, a thick string of web shot form his outstretched wrist, and attached to a building.

The hero leapt from his position into the air and swung away from the young telekinetic, with the smashed car in one hand. On the ground level, the young woman was shocked to see a creature of such a big form, able to spring into the air with only the help of a string. Carrie knew the hero would not see it, but she chose to wave at the hero anyway.

The young woman felt a slight breeze of cold air, and remembered she out in the middle of the night. Carrie returned to her house, with hopes as to learn about the hero who just saved her. While she went to her home, a smile crept across her face because of the kind words by the demon-like hero.

X

Anti-Venom touched down in an alleyway, the same one where his host's motorcycle had gone into. The wrecked red was still in the hero's hand. With now the other hand available, the hero placed both hands on either sides of the car. A loud metal cracking sound could be heard as the hero put an enormous amount of pressure on both sides and the car was all squashed together. The hero repeated this action a few times, till he dropped the now unrecognizable red car on the ground, and turned towards the motorcycle.

The symbiote suit slithered back inside to once again reveal its host, now John walked over to pull his motorcycle to a stand again. The symbiote had the ability to turn into clothes, if the host desired it. The symbiote turned into a white shirt, a pair of black jeans, as well as a black jacket to complete the look. Though their look was the last thing on the strange pair's mind.

"V, what was that back there exactly?" The rider asked his symbiote out loud with interest. "For you pour your heart out like that, to some woman, we barely know is… strange. So why V?" The ride gave a sigh as he waited for his partner to answer him.

The Anti-Symbiote waited for moment before mentally answering his host. "John." The Symbiote said in a serious tone, which caused its host to be silenced. "Remember the wave of energy we felt, before the race? That energy, I think it came from that girl there." The rider was surprised at the Symbiote's accusation.

"What makes you say that?" The rider asked before remembering what the Symbiote said to the girl before. "Her cross. You felt from her cross didn't you, V?" The rider felt his "other" mentally nod to him. John put his left hand in his pocket. He took it out again, this time with a silver cross in it.

John held the cross out in front of his face with his left hand, as his right hand came closer to the cross. His right thumb sled over the cross. "What else did you get from the cross, V? When you felt it." The rider asked with concern. "She was hurt, wasn't she?"

"Both at her school, by tormenters, and her home, by her mother." The Anti-Symbiote answered with saddened tone. The answer made the rider clench his fists in anger. "John, she is hurt beyond anything we ever seen. And I don't know how but she is able to release this energy somehow. We cannot leave her John, not like this." The symbiote said with a great deal of conviction.

John could not feel anything other than grateful that his "other" had acquired these emotions. He was even more grateful for the fact, that the symbiote still wanted to save people. Even after what happened back in New York, after the two of them left their group. "You think we should call the others?" The symbiote asked its host.

John smirked as he remembered the promise he made. "V, we're gonna save this girl and make sure those who have hurt, is done. I promised you, didn't I?" John said to his "other". "And I keep my promises, especially those I have made to my family. The others may be necessary at some point, but we cross that bridge, when we reach it." John said as he settled down his motorcycle and started the engine.

The rider drove out of the alley and made his way to the hotel, we he was staying. "So what's the plan, partner?" The symbiote asked with a tone of gratefulness. The rider had a plan formulating in his head before answering. "You got everything from her cross, right? Does that include her school?" The rider asked with a smile. The Symbiote knew what its host wanted and gave a mental smile at that.

With rage and conviction as his fuel, the rider continued down the road. out of sight in the night.

To be continued…

So in the next chapter, our heroes will meet each other, as their "true" selves, if you get what I mean.

The group that is mentioned in the story, that is part of an even "grander" story idea of mine, more information of that will be told in the forecoming stories.

Next chapter will come As soon as possible, guys.