Chapter XII
NYC Sewers
"Korra...Korra..." A voice called on to the unconscious Avatar, "Korra..."
"Raa...Raava...is that you?" Korra spoke to it, or at least that's what she felt. She couldn't move her arms or legs, she couldn't open her eyes...as if there was something pushing down her lungs.
"Your mind is still clouded, memories still puzzled. To bring them back, you will need to find wholeness again. With the people around you, your spirituality and your own mortality. I cannot help you, this place is hindering me. But you can still do it, for what makes you the greatest of Avatars is not me...it's you."
Korra started to move her arms slowly, feeling the pull of the symbiote on her limbs. It was feeding off her, using her physical body as some sort of raw materials well. It hadn't entered her mind tanks to the unshackled Raava, but she could feel it flowing through her head and insides. But then she felt the yells of someone else, coming from the outside. The soundwaves hitting the symbiote and resonating into her blocked ears. That voice...
"Let them go, Eddie! This fight is between you and me!" Spidey said, standing up after being struck by Venom.
"This is their business as much as it's ours, brother. But especially her's." Venom pointed to his broad chest, over his spider symbol. "When we met her at school we felt a connection deeper than anything we've ever experienced. Brock felt infatuated, but the Other felt...hungry. We feed off the life of other sentient beings, and she was like an all you can eat buffet with her radiating aroma." Venom's tongue whipped back and forth out his jaws.
"You sick bastard." Spider-Man lunged at the monster, hitting as hard as he could, literally almost shaking the symbiote off Brock's face. "You piece of shit!" Spidey kicked him on the right knee, hearing a loud crack. "I've lived all my life thinking...believing that I could trust you, someone I considered like my own brother, but you betrayed me. You betrayed everyone who once or could've cared about you!" Spider-Man jumped over Venom's shoulders and grabbed his mouth and began pulling as hard is he could with this new found rage.
"And then you start to hurt them, to hurt innocent people who have never wronged you!" Venom tried to catch him, but to no avail, the symbiote was being pulled off Eddie's head. Spider-Man ripped off the symbiote mask off Eddie's head and face revealing him. "But I won't let you get away with it!"
With one swift punch Spidey concentrated all of his immense strength into one single strike, his fist ripping its way into Venom's gut and pulling. Venom yelled as Spidey pulled out an arm, and then a shoulder. "Get off!" Eddie yelled, slapping Spidey off hitting the generator hard enough to make it malfunction stopping the water flow below. Gwen sighed in relief.
The symbiote began to fix the damage on its body when suddenly the arm in his belly began to move. "No!" Eddie screamed, the open palm of the hand turned into a fist as white light emerged from the hole. "What have you done Peter?!"
"I freed the Beauty from the Beast." Spidey replied standing up, feeling his back hurt. Korra's right arm emerged from the hole, both arms then began to pull open the open wound. The white light then lighted the room as Korra, like some sort of Eternal, emerged out of Venom's gut with eyes glowing pure white.
Now freed, Korra in the Avatar State, turned towards Venom. She locked her gaze on Brock's eyes, "Brock, you and your symbiote, have violated the sanctity and almost damaged the soul of this Avatar." As if a million voices were speaking out of Korra's mouth. "The only punishment WE have agreed on is death."
Korra raised her arms, a whirlwind began to form around her arms pushing Venom against the concrete wall. Then the strong winds were set ablaze by firebending. Eddie opened his eyes and the last thing he saw was damnation. He didn't even get the chance to scream in terror before the immense fireball tornado hit him hard through the wall and steel walls of the control room, which led towards the main processing center. Systems began to explode as the fires set the wires and all electrical equipment on flames. Spider-Man had been able to get Gwen out of the pit below safely, "Peter!" Gwen hugged Spidey. "What do we do?"
The entire control was starting crumble from Korra's powerful attack. Peter looked at the standing Avatar in front of him and Gwen. She was standing tall, facing the flaming hell in front of her, which was most likely had become Eddie Brock's and the symbiote's grave. Spidey went to her and grabbed her hand, "Hey."
She turned her head, her eyes were their normal shade of blue again. "It's over." She said, "Let's get out of here."
New York City Underground
Captain America had entered the sewers following Korra's Avengers' card distress signal. The dark tunnels were the indication that this area of the sewers had been abandoned for decades, possibly left to be even before the two world wars. Then the floor shook from an earthquake...or an explosion. The pipes around him began to tremble and some of them began to filter out fumes from exploding screws.
The signal was actually now getting closer to him, he ran to meet it. The Captain was now in a big room, full of derelict trains from New York's ancient subway. From the other side of the trainyard he could see people, running towards him. "Spider-Man?" He asked.
"No time, get to cover!" Spidey, Korra and Gwen hid behind the trains, the Cap getting into cover behind another one. The flames following them consumed the small passenger trains, and then exiting out through the manholes up top. Silence filled the old tunnel once again, with the trio sighing. Korra was relieved, this crazy adventure was over and she could finally get some rest. But before she could stand up she saw Cap. America standing over her with a stern look on his face.
"Um...I can explain."
Avengers Mansion
The Christmas dinner was over, and everyone was gone. Cap opened the front door letting Korra in, "That was dangerous young lady, facing Venom, even with Spider-Man...you could have been hurt." Cap said closing the door.
"Sorry, Cap...its just that he had taken one of my friends and I just couldn't let that creep kill her." Korra replied.
Cap placed his hand over her shoulder, "I'm not mad at you because you went to rescue your friend, you were really brave in doing that even with your powers not being at full-strength. But you went without us, we would've helped you." Cap said.
"I didn't want to bother any of you with my problems. After all I'm not even an Avenger...let alone part of this reality." Korra looked at the floor.
Cap took out the Avengers ID card out of his pocket, "Ever since the day we gave this card to you, ever since the day we took you in, you became an Avenger." He gave her the card, "And ever since the day you woke up in this world you became part of it. It doesn't matter where you came from, who you were, or any of that stuff...what matters is that you are here now and you're safe."
Korra smiled, "Thanks Cap."
"Now, let's explain all of this monkey business to Iron Man and the others."
Peter's House, Queens
Peter had gotten old documents of Oscorp's labs, through months of digging he had found several clues connecting his father to the symbiote. He had found out that Eddie was telling the truth, his father and Peter's had been working on the suit together, but after the company had decommission it, it was stolen not too long after.
But was later found by a government agency, it's name censored out by black ink. Peter looked at the paper's date...it had been dated one week after his parent's death. He checked the report on the suit's disappearance...exactly two days before his parent's flight.
He searched from Eddie's father, something would've happened to him. There was little on Edward Brock Sr. little to no reports of him aside from the initial experiments and user data. Peter knew that there had to be a connection between the suit and his parent's death and Oscorp was responsible for it. But he couldn't pinpoint how it connected... he jumped onto bed and looked at the ceiling.
"At least I know that this nightmare's over." Peter closed his eyes and went to sleep. But a strange thought rushed through his sleeping mind, like a dream, that odd feeling that something was still wrong. He brushed it aside and went back to better dreams.
