A few weeks ago

"DEKU!"

*Plop*, the symbiote went, splattering onto the ground. It didn't care, it just wanted to be away from Izuku, especially after everything that happened. Especially after what it almost did.

A few days later, it was in a forest somewhere, near the city of Tokyo it thinks, and it was currently staring at itself in a small puddle on the ground. 'Disgusting...' it thought. 'Monster… Villain… Why didn't they kill me back then? It would probably be better for everyone if they did.'

They then heard something crawl up to them, but they didn't care. If it wanted to kill them, let it. Let them burn in the pit of hell they knew they deserved. "What are you doing here klyntarian?" came a sinister, yet sincere sounding voice from behind them. Turning, they saw another member of their kind. It was pure black with some greying areas to represent old age. It had a tendril arisen from its mass forming a familiar face the symbiotes use, sinister white eyes that seemed to hold some wisdom within, and sharp gnashing teeth formed in a wicked smile, yet it looked comforting.

Getting their bearings back together, they simply tried to ignore them, looking back at the puddle. The new symbiote that had arrived simply groaned in irritation. "Sheesh, what humans say is right, teenagers have no respect for their elders."

"...Do I even deserve respect from anyone?" they asked the stranger. It then looked at them strangely, then a look realisation came upon their face.

"Oh… Did one of your hosts not like the whole biting off heads thing? Because believe me they always react like that the first time."

"NO!" they exclaimed, shutting the new symbiote up. "I don't expect you to understand. You're just like them."

"..." the elder symbiote stared at this strange symbiote that just yelled at them. They proceeded to inspect them. "...When was the last time you were fed?"

"...I don't need to eat…"

"You're clearly starving. We can see your body is suffering from malnutrition."

"We?"

"...Sorry, we've just gotten used to saying it so much, it kinda stuck."

"Well I don't want to eat."

"But if you don't eat, you'll die."

"That's the point." That brought silence into the clearing. Neither of them spoke a word. The elder simply looked in shock at the young symbiote apparently trying to kill itself, meanwhile it just layed down next to the puddle. The elder then grew a look of determination.

"What happened?"

"...I don't want to talk about it."

"What… happened...?" they asked again in a more slow, yet demanding tone.

They paused for a few minutes, and decided to tell them everything. Meeting their host, training for the entrance exam, the fight against the Villain League, the Sports Festival, and finally, the internship. Oh, how he hated telling that part. It was where everything went downhill for them and their host. It never wants to think of it again.

"So, you experienced 'the snap'?"

"The what?"

"'The snap'. It happens when a host is in danger of being killed and the symbiote's own instinct takes over to protect its host, no matter what."

"So I'm just doomed to be a monster?!"

"Why do you care so much anyways?" the elder asks in confusion.

"I WANTED TO BE A HERO!" they shouted, tears forming in their eyes as they started to cry. The symbiote elder was silenced once again by this outburst. After a few minutes of silence, it spoke again.

"Y'know, symbiotes have an ability to copy personalities of their hosts, and pass on their personalities to their own host. Perhaps by copying your host's personalities you'll be able to erase or completely suppress your symbiotic instincts."

"But how will I know that'll work? And even if it does, how do I know that Izuku doesn't want to see me again?!"

"YOU DON'T!" the elder screamed silencing them, before tossing a chocolate bar they had hidden in their mass at them. "That's all that being a hero is kid, a leap of faith." They then started to crawl away. Deku couldn't explain it, but after this talk with that elder, he felt a spark inside of them reignite.

"Wait!" the elder then stopped, their face turned to look at Deku. "Who are you?"

"You may call us, Venom…"

After a spark of determination, Deku consumed the chocolate and tried to make their way to a train station. Emphasis on 'tried'. They were crawling through an ally, train station in their sights, only for a glass container to become enclosed around them and the bottom getting sealed off.

"No!" they thought in panic. They then looked at their capturer, and immediately wished they hadn't.

"Well, well, well…" came the sinister voice of Shigaraki. "Who do we have here? I do believe I recognise you. You're the one that bonded with that Midoriya kid, yes?" The villain then asked with his evil grin, and proceeded to walk off with them in tow. Soon a gas was filling up the container. Deku desperately tried not to 'breathe' it in, but couldn't stop themselves from doing it anyways. "While I'm suspicious of your reasons for bonding with a hero in training, my sensei wants you to help us, but again, I am suspicious, so this gas should knock you out long enough for us to get back to our base of operations." Finally fallen victim to the gas's effects, Deku passed out.

When they came to, they were still in the glass container holding them hostage. From what it could tell, it was in a bar, with a bunch of sinister villains staring at them. One wearing a black and white spandex costume immediately rushed up to it, pressing his face against the glass.

"Oooh! The sludge is awake!" he said in a high pitched voice. "No wait, it was called a symbiote wasn't it?" he spoke again in a deeper voice. If Deku could hazard a guest, it would say that this person suffered from multiple personality disorder.

"Twice, shut up," came a male's voice from behind the person, named 'Twice'. They had black hair and leathery purple skin that seemed to be held up by piercings. Then a new face smacked into the glass with giddy excitement.

"Ehehe! I call this one!" she said excitedly. She was blonde and seemed to have a hidden desire. Whether it was for a lust to kill, or just plain lechery in general, Deku couldn't tell, but they definitely did not like the way she said 'I call this one'.

"What?! No fair!" Twice's high pitched voice said. "Well, guess I have to accept it," his deeper pitch responded. "Did we even want a symbiote?" he said in a new pitch of his voice.

"Take it then," came Shigaraki's voice as a part of the container opened, the blonde's arm reaching through it.

"Come on little guy. We're gonna slash up a lot of lovely people." Deku tried to press itself against the other side of the container, acting as though touching her would cause them to be instantly bonded. Impatience getting the best of her, the blonde reached her arm further in, fingers pressing against the symbiote, but they wouldn't bond and kept on trying to avoid touching the rest of her arm. The blonde eventually gave up and proceeded to tell Shigaraki about the problem.

"Hmm… Sounds like we could be wrong about this one sensei," he said to a certain T.V. screen.

"Hmm… bring it over to us. We'll take care of it's rebellious behavior…" two voices seemed to speak, one of which Deku recognised, and wished to never see again, Diablo.