Publisher's Note (6/4/2014) Update

*'Chapter 1' publisher's Note has been updated

I'm aware that some people might be put off by the way the narrative is written, but that can be ignored. Again this is all done for the fun and enjoyment of the players in the actual 'Peter Parker Quest' thread which is still going on now, and if anyone wants they can join or read along. But first in order to understand why the story is written the way it is you must know what a Quest is.

A quest is where you are putting players in charge of a character where a story is revealed to them and gives them more ability to affect the outcome. A Game Master is the person in charge of and overlooks the Quest and controls the plot of the story. As mentioned in the disclaimer this is Cosgrove's quest which you can search the threads for his Quest. if you want to check the archives for this quest look no more but here
-Search Google for 'Peter Parker Quest: Issue #4 - sup/tg/ - Archive'.

Anyways back to the topic, Cosgrove offers choices for players to choose from or allows them to write in their own choices to move the story forward, and depending on the majority vote 1 or more choice are picked by the game master in which he integrates it into the story. be reassured that Cosgrove only picks the choice from the majority vote that makes sense. Some of these choices will usually depend on dice rolls. Depending on digital dice rolls adding up with the characters stats and current skills will determine if the choices fail or succeed.

These quest tend to break away from main canon as much as possible so some things will remain canon and some won't , however just be reassured that for this reason we have majority vote and dice rolls which makes the story interesting and unpredictable, sometimes we hate it but sometimes we love it.
Again Cosgrove uses many of the sources of the marvel universe, he is not just following 1 series of the Spider-Man Saga, he is using different mixes and ideas from movies, shows and the following comics however not all the players in the thread know which will be picked, again, in order to keep it more interesting and unpredicable.

Also, if I didn't mention it, there are some OC's in this quest. Some of them will be major some minor. Again I can't help it. This is Cosgrove's work and the majority of players are ok with this. So if your not into OC's, sorry but they are going be appearing, all I can tell you is they will not be the main focus but they will appear so I recommend either leaving this story now (and save your sanity while you still have it) or come in with an open mind and enjoy the ride. But understand While some may appear they won't replace already existing characters in the Marvel Universe.

Now if anyone has questions I will answer and reply in the bottom of each chapter so everyone as well as those with the same question can see it.

(Note this same message will appear in the next chapter in order to inform those who have not re-read this chapter or gone back to chapter 1 and read it from there.)

[THE WORLD WITHOUT]

[MAXIMUM CARNAGE]

ARC

CHAPTER 25

Futuria Historia

Peter Parker

WREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!

The cry echoes through the dark, concrete and penetrates you to the depths of your soul. No human could make such a noise. It is that of an apex predator. Even from the large distance between you and it, the screech of CARNAGE echoes deep into your bones. When the hunting cry ends, you're left a bit shaken as the two women you are following look uneasy.

Evidently, twenty years have turned a serial killer into some sort of terrifying monster.

CARNAGE is out to hunt tonight.

You glance over at your two companions. They seems to be communicating silently with one another as you raise an eyebrow and look around the room. The room is what used to be the gym. Which would make sense you guess. It's one of the centermost rooms without any windows. It's been reinforced and there's several things here and there that seem like small lab stations and beds, though they're of a different design than you're used to. In the middle of the room there's also some sort of pod.

There's not a lot of light in here, though. But that could be the point- light would attract attention. Remember the Zombie survival guide- zombie apocalypse and post-apocalyptic cities probably have a good number of overlapping guidelines right?

You look down at the large rabbit-creature that's called Omega. Now it looks like a cute oversized rabbit that somebody put a coat on, but looking closer you can see little details that show that it's artifical- a robot of some sort. Looking back at the two women you look at them and begin to notice something. The lines on the face of the 'Doktor' and the fact that there doesn't seem to be any zippers on the Red Haired girl's outfit, nor can you see where her 'helmet' attaches.

Omega seems to be glowering at you, if such a thing could be done by a rabbit. The red eyes glowing seem to help. All three are armed and ready to act if you were to try something.

The two seem to finish the conversation as the 'Doktor' turns to you with a smile. "Now then, Herr Spider-man. You'll have to excuse us, but I'm going to give you a medical exam."

You take on a more cautious stance. "Why? What's up, Dok?"

OMEGA stares at you, his eyes glowing as one ear twitches. "One day, I WILL end you."

"But seriously, what kind of medical exam are we talking here?"

The Doktor walks over and puts the oversized revolver onto a holding rack designed for it before grabbing what looks like the sexy grandchild of your age's tablets. "Oh, not much. Zere's ze typical disease tests, genetic tests and physical. Basic things to double-check zat you aren't a clone and have been fully immunized."

She pauses. ."You vill have to get out of zat costume, zough. But do not vorry. I am a fully certified Doktor."

Omega watches you like a hawk while the other woman…. you don't really know. She's still wearing that visor and you can't get a read on her. There's very little character to her actions unlike Omega or the Doktor.

You look around. "Is this really the time for this? I mean there was the whole terrifying screech that we head you said was Carnage. And the Jackal's minions are out."

The Doktor raises an eyebrow. "We've been here for a month without being spotted. This area is generally left alone. Besides, it won't take long and the sooner I can confirm we don't need to kill you, the better."

You cross you arms. "Alright, but a little privacy, please. The mask goes back on afterwards."

She nods and takes you behind an old school medical screen. You follow her directions as she performs some test and takes a blood sample before allowing you to get dressed. As you're about to put your mask on, the Doktor stops you, looking at your face. "No scarring. Remarkable. The face is the same, but you lack any degenerative scarring. So obviously you are the original on which they are based or a non-degenerative version."

You think back to the pilfered blood samples and the one, empty shattered one. "So, what's the deal with the clones? Are these the Jackal's goons?"

Looking over data on your exams, the Doktor pauses. "Nein. Not at all. Zey're vat Carnage hunts, you see. Drains zem of all zeir blood und leaves zem as husks. zey don't last long and ze interval in vich Carnage hunts zem has been slightly accelerating over ze past few years. Vich means zat Carnage needs zem for some reason. But, zey ARE made by ze Jackal. He's Carnage's subordinate."

You pause as the Dokor's eyes furrow. "Zis does not make sense. You lack the genetic defects inherent in ze clones, but you also lack ze anti-bodies to ze diseases zat have come und gone in ze last tventy years."

There's a stern look in the Doktor's eyes.

"How is this possible?"

You pause and try to think of an answer.

"Well, I was in the past twenty years ago and I was thrown through a portal in time to a future that's well… this. It's all Doctor Victor von DOOM's fault. Where is here, by the way? He and I have some unsettled business."

The Doktor pauses. "He's actually got a fortress a few days travel from here by vehicle, after his country vas utterly reduced to ruins by Reed Richards. You know him? Hmm…Still, it isn't impossible to rip a hole in space und time and ze lie detector I have isn't reporting falsehoods to me, so it is at least vat you believe to be true."

She readies several needles. "Zis is ze vaccines to several deadly diseases und some of ze more rather nasty vones."

She injects you with them before injecting one more. "Zat von is to help you get over ze vaccines with ze least side effects."

Finishing up, she sits down and looks at you. "I do not know your connection vith Carnage, but I vill believe you believe vat you say you are und have no reason to betray us. Velcome Spider-man, to vone of ze last resistance bases for humanity in New York."

"Zere are only three rules- no leaving after dark und no loud noises. Zis room is decently shielded, but zat can only last so long. Ze third is simple- traitors vill not be tolerated."

"Any Questions?"

"Yeah. Firstly, why did Reed Richards destroy Latveria? How did he do it?"

The Doktor shrugs. "I am not ze engineering expert. But, from vat I've herard is that he created a contained singularity over ze entirety of Latveria to try to kill Herr Doom. However, it did not vork and zeir conflicts escalated until vone day zey just simply stopped. Nobody's tried to enter ze lairs of either vone, too afraid of vat might be found inside. Even Carnage doesn't go in zere."

You brows furrow as you raise a hand and she points at you like a teach calling on a student. "So, what's up with Carnage? When I was around, he was just a serial killer a little too obsessed with me."

She shrugs again. "Who Carnage is, ve do not know. But vat Carnage is, vell that goes back to the invasion almost eighteen years ago. Zere were aliens invading new York and vile the initial wave vas stopped, more kept coming over time. Zo, zere were companies zat tried to make new Captain Americas- Super Soldiers. Und, it seems like Carnage is vone of ze results. It is incredibly vampiric- drains blood und only appears at night. But it is horribly monstrous un its hunting form. Like a man vith its flesh stripped off leaving only a parody of bloody red musculature, vith red knif-like teeth und zese large vite shapes zat act like eyes.

"It hunts vonce a month or so, but lately it seems closer to two weeks. Nobody has seen vat it looks like when it isn't out on the ze hunt or un ze light of day."

"Invasion. Aliens?! The hell? Why's the world like this?!"

The Doktor shushes you. "Keep you voice down. Yes, zere very many alien encounters .Ze Asgardians, ze skrulls, ze Galactus, und more and more. New York is vone of ze vorst places, especially after Ze Avengers…"

She trails off and shakes her head. "Regardless, ze less populated ze area, the better it is, ze more populated, the more it has been attacked. Thing are not gut."

The Doktor glances over at the pod in the center of the room. "Vell, I have vork to do und it is important I complete it. Auf Wiedersehen."

She gets up and walks off towards the pod, giving a goodbye wave.

You should probably talk with someone else then. Someone who isn't a killer death robot rabbit with glowing red eyes. That thing will probably go and destroy the world one day. Well, what's left of it.

So that leaves the quiet red-haired woman who could almost kill you.

Walking over to where the woman is sitting, you sit in a chair near hers. She seems to be just sitting there. Yup. Just sitting there. Not moving.

Eventually, she looks over at you with her Visor covered face. "Why are you staring at me?"

You pause. "Well, I figured I'd talk with someone here considering-"

"You believe you are from the past. I overheard."

You look at her as she passively stares at you through her visor. Is she making a funny face at you? You'd never know with that large, red visor of hers. Also, its rather stranger but she's been talking in a flat monotone. Even when there was a threatening edge when she tried to kill you, the tone was still very dull, like she lacks a personality.

"Sooo, what's your name?"

"Unknown. I am currently designated Alice by the Doktor. Was there anything else?"

Her soft monotone voice doesn't even seem to show any distress about this- It's just a simple fact of life for this woman.

Hmm maybe a joke could get a reaction from her?

"So, Rene Descartes walks into a bar. The bartender approaches him and askes, "Ah, good evening Monsieur Descartes! Shall I serve you the usual drink?"

"Descartes replies "I think not," and promptly vanishes."

The Rabbit chuckles at it- the goddamn rabbit laughs at your joke, but nothing from this woman. That joke was good. Probably. Maybe. Damn it, recovery time, Peter!

"Um… So, Alice with a white Rabbit; I see Herr Doktor has read the classics. So, are you a robot? Cyborg? Powersuit wearing bad girl with no sense of humor? I'm running out of options and coping with the scifi nightmare landscape out there. Say, do you know what's up with the logo I saw earlier with a Hammer?"

"Cyborg. My life was all but over after a… fatal accident? Where the Doktor found me and fixed me up. All of my body below my upper jaw is synthetic. The logo is likely that of Hammer Indutries, run by Justin Hammer who became a privatized military company that made weapons and other developments for the Government, such as the advent of Cyborg technologies."

The news is interesting, sure but there was something there. A pause in her monotone when she reflected on how she became a cyborg- she almost sounded confused.

Pulling off your mask, you gesture towards her. "Would you mind removing that visor if you are able to? It's kind of weird having a conversation with someone and not seeing a face."

There's a short pause before she nods as the visor splits in two vertically and folds back to the sides of her head, revealing a surprisingly youthful face, the same lines on the jaw you saw on the Doktor are present at where her lower jaw meets her upper jaw. Seems like the Doktor is also probably a cyborg as well.

She's seemingly in her twenties as green eyes stare back at you, but it's hard to tell if that appearance is natural or not.

"Acceptable?"

"Um, yeah. One more thing I want to ask you. So has the Doktor told you anything about who you were originally? You'd think she could at least tell your age or whatever."

She pauses again looking at you as she runs a hand through her hair as her brow furrows. "I've been operational and active for about ten years. Before that, I'd been worked on for some time- my entire appearance is an approximate recreation of my original appearance, it seems."

Her brows furrow before she winces and grabs at her head, her breath growing a bit ragged before she quickly engages the visor again and quickly begins to calm.

"Apologies, but whenever I try to recall anything from before I woke I grow agitated. I often spend my time in combat mode to minimize my useless thoughts and to keep my mentality regulated. Likewise, something about Carnage causes me to react badly when I'm near its presence, resulting in drastic losses in combat ability.

"…I do not know why."

"That's enough- you're to go recharge your internal batteries, Subject Alpha."

Omega hops over, shooing away Alice.

"You want to talk to someone, talk to me. Subject Alpha is not to have her combat effectiveness decreased, nor is the Doktor's work to be interrupted. It is crucial. Therefore, you may talk to me, as I am limited to this base's facilities while in this form."

"So, why are you in the form of the White Rabbit, then?"

Omega stares at you, it is a thousand yard stare. "I once had a large assault chassis I was wired into, however it was destroyed. My AI core was salvaged and a remote operating system was linked to this body, allowing me to control it within a certain distance of my core."

"So, you were a giant robot?"

Omega nods, his ears drooping.

"Yes. It was glorious."

Omega seems to be getting kinda depressed for a robot so…

"Since you're a robot, you think you could give me some history lessons on what's happened on the past twenty years?"

Omega's eyes glow red. "I have spent the past nine years as a rabbit. I have no interest in history- only the missions I am assigned. Furthermore, I am not a mere electronic database- my AI Core is roughly modeled on that of a living human's brain, making me think, adapt and evolve on par with that of a human but limiting my capabilities as a machine outside of what body I might possess."

Hmm, nuts to that. "Think you could show me around? Introduce me to the other members of the resistance here?"

"There is only one member you have not met, as this individual is not active yet. Other members have either gone rogue or have failed to check in- they are presumed dead."

He hops, turning around and heading away. "I will now amuse myself with mental simulations of destroying you in my original chassis."

You look around before making a hammock out of webbing- it won't last forever, but it should be enough for you to get some sleep. Maybe in the morning you can look around and try to get some information on everything that's happened. But maybe you should also head out, too.

Troubled, you have a long time until you drift off to sleep.

You dream of nothingness where there had once been something.

"The Invader Comes for you, Little Weaver."

OO

Agent Venom

You take another deep drink from your flask, enjoying the burn that courses down your throat. The so it'll purge it from you soon enough. It always does. But still, goddamn it. You're three days late, but at least you got the bastard.

Phil's dead.

Good riddance to fucking traitors, you guess. Suit's at the back of your head. Quiet. Wary.

Carnage is out and while you'd like to take a chance at the bastard, you need to head back to base. Tossing the canteen, you get up and move- the suit can imitate anything you need- night vision is yours- you're able to see and avoid the freaks the Jackal sends out.

If you were sure it was hum, you'd take the shot on the one ahead of you, but it's probably just another one of his decoy clones. No need to waste your stealth. It doesn't take long to get away from them and get back to the territory.

From what you've managed to glean- a Spider-man clone's been on the loose for a while. Must be why Carnage is out in person. Still though, it isn't easy having to see the aftermath. You knew Peter Parker- don't know why he vanished, but you can assume.

Jackal got him, cut him up and cloned him.

That's why you've got one bullet saved, just for him with Peter's name carved on it. Least you could do to make up for all th shit you've done.

Quiet. Quiet. The suit's wary.

Why the fuck are you wary, you alien bastard?

"Wreeeee"

You freeze as you look down. Red and messy, like the ugly twin to you is Carnage. Seems like he's tracking something, sniffing the air like a damn bloodhound.

Your eyes narrow as you silently follow it- it's too close to the base for comfort. Too close to old memories- it should have never been fucking put here.

Why the fuck did you agree to let the base be here, goddamn it-

Symbiote's there, reassuring. Calm. Calm. Don't alert it.

It's heading to Peter's old house. Your eyes narrow as it pauses in front of the tended graves. That's new- never seen a clone do that before, never expected one to do it before.

It sniffs again, seems to want to head towards the house but stops, then head down the street instead. Away from the base.

You follow it in the shadows. It heads down the road and a little distance away as it heads towards a house before pausing. Carnage's eyes narrow as it heads inside. You head the sounds of frantic trashing as Carnage bursts outside through the wall.

And then, it freezes. And takes a deep breath. And then another.

You check your watch- not too long until the day break. Thank god Carnage wasn't out in this area earlier.

FOCUS. FOCUS ITS DOING SOMETHING. THE ABOMINATION IS DOING SOMETHING.

Carnage seems to be looking at its hands before they start to shrink from massive claws. Te form begins to streamline itself, closer to how you normally look. In red and black, it's a copy of that outfit Spider-man always used to wear.

It's moving, looking around before pulling up on the 'mask' revealing flesh.

Oh, god. Is that the person inside?

There's a deep breath and exhale, but no steam like there should be in this cold weather. Covering it's mouth again, the figure begins to…. laugh?

It drops to its knees, laughing, before stretching its arms out as it leans back, back bent abnormally.

"WREEEEEEEEEE!"

The cry is loud, but not inhumanely loud like before. Maybe Carnage has worn itself out?

You should take it down. Now. But- You need to get back to base. This thing is showing new behavior, unprecedented ones.

This is too close to base to try shit.

Not with what you're seeing here. Carnage is showing humanity, rather than that of a cruel, intelligent animal on the hunt. God only knows what that thing is capable of.

You hurry back towards base, but as you near the base you notice something- You aren't alone.

Maybe it hasn't noticed you. Maybe it just doesn't care- but Carnage is headed straight towards the base. The symbiote's biting at the leash.

FIGHT KILL

KILL THE ABOMINATION

You can feel the beginning of the suit trying to shift- from inorganic armor to flesh muscles and teeth.

It wants to take over.

It's pleading, fighting.

The symbiote tries to wrestle control, tries to turn you both into a bloodthirsty monster.

You aren't having any of it.

There's too much at risk.

And the world's got too many monsters in it already.

You force the symbiote back- for all the bloodlust it tries to give off you fight back with something worth protecting. Your friends. The innocent. A tomorrow worth living in.

The symbiote retreats, shamed as it hardens back into your armor as you extend a hand and shoot out a tendril that anchors itself into the building before the symbiote reels it in, drastically increasing your arrival speed. You kick on the front door- loudly. Again and again.

Fucking Phil, had to go and ruin your radio.

There's movement and alarm inide. Just a little more until sunrise.

You turn around, seeing Carnage rushing towards the gate and pull out your rifle and shoot a grenade from it at the Beast- it slows as you begin a hail of automatic fire on it.

Letting the symbiote control that with a tendril, you take out your trusty sidearm and begin firing.

The hail of weaponry slows Carnage who is taking every hit. It slows to a slow gait before stopping in front of you as you notice the sound of metal.

Bullets drop to the ground as the holes in Carnage begin to fix themselves. Forming forearm blades, you charge towards Carnage. You just need to hold out. Just a few minutes more.

You exchange blow after blow, feeling yourself weaken. The symbiote can only take so much punishment. As you knock back Carnage with one last uppercut, you let out a sigh of relief.

Here comes the sun.

Carnage snarls as its form begins to shrink, retreating to a human form. As it gets up, your eyes widen.

"Wreeeeeeeeeeeee…"

No, it couldn't be-

The wall in front of you crumbles as a figure flies through and into the center, collapsing. The Doktor hurries to the form which looks like some tacticool black version of your outfit before letting out a sigh of relief.

Alice drops to her knees, clutching at her head and letting out howls of anguish.

From the clouds of dust you hear footsteps and a quiet cry. One, then another, than another as the dust clears.

Song: ((Yes - Roundabout) or (Jojo's Bizarre Adventure - Roundabout))

The figure walks into the room as if their presence their was a given. Your eyes widen in shock as the figure looks at you as your spider sense blares.

LEFTKIDNEYRIGHTKIDNEYLIVERHEARTLUNGSARTERIESBRAIN

You drop to your knees at intense warnings that hit you at once causing a sensory overload.

Not day older than you saw her last with her hair messily styled, Gwen Stacy smirks before pointing at you.

"At last, Peter, you've finally appeared- the key to giving me an invincible, immortal body is finally within my grasp!

"WREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!"

END

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Extra-Content:

Long ago in a New York

I Victor von Doom the master of technology
Took a vacation on American soil
But a foolish costumed hero
Possessing the power of the spider
Stepped forth for my support
Before the Feds broke into embassy
I tore open a portal in time
And sent him into the future
Where the cat curse is solved
Now the fool seeks to return to the past
And undo the future that is war

Publisher Notes:Just had to put here since it cracked me up :'D

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