The week was maddening in ways Izuku could never predict. His normally bubbly mother going just- Cold at the mention of Izuku's father. Simply redirecting the question or acting like she didn't hear him. So, Izuku hadn't pried to deep despite the mounting failures to find out just why his mother was so reclusive about the topic. She simply shut down most avenues of discussing it and made Izuku feel weary. . . What had his father done to get his mother to act in such a way?

School was no better. The classes with Chloe's grandma being physically straining, and still tugged on Izuku's heartstrings. At least the paper on the support gear they want is supposed to be turned in on Friday. Momo had already gotten bracelets that would help her deal with headaches from creating more complex items.

Bakugou got a mouth guard that would help him sweat and keep his teeth intact a valid worry due to Bakugou's bad teeth gritting habit. Mineta got gauntlets and other classmates were still pondering. But these new items did little to stop the looks of fear so many gave Izuku. . . Most of Class-1A displaying such signs of nervousness that it racked on Venoms nerves and sunk Izuku further deeper.

Class-1B had been scared to, they didn't know much about Izuku. Only that he was the boy who had almost crushed someone's skull and had defeated the vicious Nomu. The creature, that could level buildings. He was the beast of Class-1A. The black horror with a toothy grin. No, not a symbol of peace. Not a inspiring, Titan of peace but a fear inducing monster. This wasn't something Izuku wanted, each whisper he overhead adding to the sinking feeling that just somehow he wasn't living up to All-mights expectations.

It didn't help that All-Might was busy with some sort of killer going by the name of Carnage who was practically rampaging through the city. A death a week it seemed to feel like. Even as Izuku marched through the week and the hellish training Slugger sent them through, there was one small little behavior that simply slammed home.

For it was whenever bright forest green eyes meet with rage filled red eyes. Each time, Izuku finding that one element that truly struck home. Izuku looked into the eyes of Bakugou and amongst the sea of rage a Island of fear had formed. Perhaps no one else in Class-1A could see it, but Izuku could. Izuku saw it, and the fear of Bakugo hurt him more than anyone else.

Simply because Bakugou was the one who had always scared Izuku. Thankfully enough for his sanity a few friends had held strong. That group being Mineta, Tokoyami, Momo and Tsuyu. Sadly enough, Iida had been rather difficult. Whenever Izuku came around, Iida would rush off with a sudden excuse or such. These would all be far easier to deal with, if it weren't for Venoms sudden bout of strange behavior ever since the train.

Venom would growl at anyone he didn't know who got within a foot of them. Always tense as if expecting to be attacked at any moment, these behaviors all strained on Izuku. Even now, as he walked down the hall leaving Present Mics English class his chest thumped with his heart nervousness filling his body. Momo waving him goodbye as he left the class.

Today was Thursday, the day where he would get a single hour of therapy with Nezu. Tomorrow, it was supposed to devoted to fixing his quirk. Sessions now mandated to occur once a month. As Izuku enters the principal's office, one distracting thought enters his mind. . . what was that girl on the bus up to?

Across the city, that blonde girl was up to one simple thing. Spending time with her very own symbiote, and such. Izuku's and Venom relationship was strained at times, causing the sync between host and parasite to falter and weaken. But Toga and Carnage? Toga didn't really care for her own identity only for the blood she spilt to become someone else. Match that with Carnage and a strong bond was formed between the two. . . A powerful one.

Carnage seeked this bloodshed to. No longer in fear, of Riot finally stopping him and in a world of such great host and creatures. Personally, Carnage wished at least one of his race had survived to enjoy this heaven with him. Sadly enough, similar to other Aberrations like the empathic Venom, or the powerful Riot! Carnage had his own defect besides his supposed insanity.

Carnages own defect was the fact he couldn't reproduce. He was far too unstable biologically even if he wanted to, Riot was similar but his own defect caused him to reproduce asexually slower than the others Carnage mused. Even as Carnage played simple card games with Toga, he couldn't contain his excitement.

Carnage knew soon, that time would come. Carnage knew soon, any fellow symbiotes in hiding would be far easier to find. For soon, the time of spawning would come! Thus the aggression and inherit violence in symbiote's would rise! Carnage would watch closely to the news as boring as it was.

For, if any others of his race landed here they'd undoubtedly expose themselves to the attention of the world during the spawning time! When aggression ramped up, as the symbiotes split like cells. One becoming two, but Carnage was wary. Who knew if these. . . Quirks would affect any newly spawned symbiote on this world.

So, at the end of the day Carnage couldn't wait to introduce any symbiotes he finds to his host. Because, as bloodthirsty as Carnage was, he was truly alone. A feeling which no amount of blood could fill.

Luckily for Carnage there was one symbiote on this world that could reproduce. A single symbiote, by the name of Venom. A symbiote who was entering a battle filled tournament, a symbiote who's host was being stalked by the ever obsessed Tomura.

A host who was protected by the very symbol of peace himself and the wishful tyrant of the underworld. . . Amongst the many questions that could be asked one would stand above all others.

Who would the newly born symbiote bond with?