Spectacular Spider-Man: Honor Among Thieves

Chapter 3; Geography 101, The Attack

-A/N-

3rd chapter! I am back! Laptop working, PC parts installed, fanfic continued! I'm not really any good with story starters, no I'm understating, I suck with story starters but I tried my best over here. I was reviewing plans that Greg Weisman, one of the leads on Spectacular Spider-Man, talked about online, and suddenly an idea clicked on how to start the story. I won't be copy and pasting Greg's plans for the show, I'll have my own spin on it. As for pairings, we're still early into the fanfic. I don't know who I want to pair Peter with yet, but I'm leaning towards somebody. My opinion might change though eventually though. Also, I don't plan on spoiling anybody, so to the few reviewers I have as of now, only answering questions that are completely, spoiler free. Anyways, enjoy!

*Ding-ding! Ding-ding! Ding-ding! Ding-di-*

The sound of something being thrown extremely hard, then hitting a bookcase and being disassembled on impact could be heard in Peter Parker's room, indicating that the alarm clock had it's final dings and could now be buried, like the other 5 this week, also like Peter's life the moment he steps foot inside Midtown High in about 20 minutes.

"Peter! Are you okay! That's the 6th on this week! Not counting all the other ones being repaired! One more and I'm booking a therapist along with anger management classes!" Aunt May yelled from downstairs.

"Sorry Aunt May! Won't happen again! I swear!"

"You said that the last few times, curse my naïve heart. Anyways, come down for breakfast Peter!"

And breakfast it was. Aunt May had noticed that Peter was starting to have more of an appetite since the last 2 months and has been cooking double the amount of food she usually makes for Peter. She also noticed he hadn't been as energetic or happy. 'I wonder why...' May thought. "Peter! Are you comi-" She stopped her sentence as soon as she saw that the bacon and wheat cakes she made were gone, with mere crumbs left.

"Oh Ben, what am I going to do with that boy."

Peter was currently web swinging in his new costume, with 2 pancakes and a bacon strip in his hand. 'Sorry to ditch Aunt May like that, but desperate times call for desperate measures' He thought while kicking a mugger in the face.

He then punched one in the nose, shattering it and making him drop the knife, Peter then picked up the knife mid air, threw it to the side and webbed it to the wall while backflipping to dodge a gunshot. He then inched closer to the last remaining two. They both shot at him, peter dodged the shots, then stood on one hand while springing his other legs to two sides, and kicking the gunman. In this position, he then swept the ground on one hand, used one foot to kick the gun out of his hands, then sprung his hand up and kicked him mid air, shattering the man's nose on impact. "FUCK, DUDE, FUCK! You broke my fucking nose! How do you move like that?!" The man asked while falling to the ground holding a heavily bleeding and broken nose. However there was one guy who happened to be hiding and got a good stab into Peter's shoulder blade.

"ARGHHHHH"

"Uh, I didn't kick that hard, did I? And uh, as for the moving part... Spider-sense?" He then looked at the time on the mugger's watch, and started panicking. "Oh crap, I gotta go! Uh miss, stay out of trouble and call the cops!"

"Uh... sure thing?" Little did he know, he was actually talking to Felicia Hardy, who had just for the first time seen his new suit, and was speechless over it.

Midtown High. The bane of Peter Parker's existence. He was currently (somehow) 5 minutes early, just enjoying the view. Watching Gwen walk in with Harry, watching Liz walk in- alone? 'Weird, maybe she just isn't in the mood for friends right now.' Peter thought while changing in an alleyway. 'Well at least she still has friends.'

Peter was at the front door of midtown high, seeing Gwen and Harry pull out of a limo. He also saw a really impressive looking motorcycle, that- no it couldn't be. He had just thought he saw fire coming out of it. Weird. He went inside as fast as he could, and tried his best not to think about Gwen. Inside he saw Flash and 2 new new students. One was chatting away. He had orange hair and a frame similar to Flash, just a little bit less bulky. The second one looked similar to Peter bulk wise, black hair, and a basic scissor cut. This student also was unfortunate enough to be standing right next to the other new guy with the orange hair. The orange hair one tripped him, forcing him to drop his belongings, then walked away with a nervous Flash.

'Well, nice to know some people never change. Well, time to help out.' Peter the walked to the new student, helped him pick up his belongings, and was about to walk away, when the guy he helped called out to him.

"Hey, uh, thanks dude! What was that guy's problem anyway?" The stranger asked.

"Uh actually, the orange haired guy seems new, haven't seen him before. As for that other guy with him, that's Flash Thompson. He used to be Midtown's biggest jerk, but he's got a good heart, just doesn't like to show it. He's playing nice because of his girlfriend Sha-Shan, but I think he's actually being sincere now. Anyways, no problem. What's your name?"

"Patrick Mulligan, at your service, what about you?"

"Peter Parker, midtown's biggest nerd. Uh, what class you heading to?" Peter replied.

"Biology with Mr. Warren, what about you?" Pat asked.

"Oh! Me too, we should probably get going now. Don't wanna be late. C'mon."

The Ravencroft institute for the mentally insane, is not a pretty place. Filled to the brim with psychos, murderers, criminals, and, well, as the name suggests, the criminally insane. One character that qualified for all of the above was Cletus Kasady.

Cletus was a psychopath by definition. A serial killer, he shouldn't belong in a place like Ravencroft. Ravencroft was for rehabilitation. Mot for serial killers. 50 victims before he was caught, one of them including a baby.

Eddie Brock is a misguided soul. He used to be the super criminal called Venom. However since losing touch with what gives him his powers, he realized the error of his ways. He never actually killed anybody during his time as Venom, the only person he actually wanted to kill was Spider-Man. He might be the closest thing to sane here.

Dr. Ashely Kafka was a good soul. She believed in helping the criminally insane in Ravencroft, instead of just hurting them and locking them up. She had made lots of headway with Doctor Octopus specifically, or so she thought. When she discovered that Ock was just using her so he could go to an institution instead of a jail cell. That had taken a big hit to her self esteem. But Eddie Brock had unintentionally helped her. She was filled with self doubt and negative thoughts until she met him. A crazed lunatic driven mad from a loss of power, turned into a calm, collected, and above all, mentally stable person. And she played a big part in it as well.

So when the biggest psychopath in the institute, who shouldn't even be in a rehabilitation ring was paired with the most stable patient here, she, and Eddie, were terrified, and for good reason. It had been one week since Cletus was paired with Eddie, and for the first time, there was no blood spilled in Cletus' room.

It was actually a big deal.

So, imagine the surprise Ashley had when she found that Cletus had somehow gotten a knife into his cell, and was putting a small cut on his arm. Then she saw something black jump into the cut. And then the carnage started.

10 minutes ago, right outside the Ravencroft institute for the criminally insane.

The Venom symbiote was excited. In roughly 5 minutes, he'd bust into Ravencroft and break his host out again. No hate, no vengeance, just redemption were Venom's current thoughts.

As it was thinking this, it was also currently in great pain. It was about to spawn.

Venom thought that spawning and giving the spawn a psychopath as a host was a bad idea, but it was too late now. using its current host, he climbed up to where Eddie's cell was supposed to be located. He then smashed a wall into his cell. He let go of his current host, but attached a web line to make sure he didn't fall to his death.

Then suddenly alarms started blaring everywhere, and it realized it had the wrong cell. Well, darn it.

'AAAHHHHHH' The Venom symbiote thought. It was about to spawn. seconds away. And there he was. Eddie.

10 minutes ago, inside the Ravencroft institute for the criminally insane.

Eddie Brock was freaking out. And for good reason too. Cletus Kasady was currently holding a knife, stabbing his hand Naruto style, with a Cheshire cat grin on his face.

'So, murderer, sociopath, craving for homicide, insanity, and self harm too. This guy is a reaaalll piece of work!' Eddie thought. As he was doing this, suddenly alarms started going off, and the cell to the side of him sounded like it burst open. Somebody had broken in. Then suddenly he heard a scream and the sound of a webline shooting off.

'NO! nononononono, I won't be taken by that thing again! Never, ever again.' Eddie then ran out of his cell but what he saw was a symbiote in... pain? he curiously walked to it, then it bonded to him, but it left a small fragment behind.

"WE. ARE. VENOM-AARGHHHH-EDDIE NOO!"

Eddie was currently having a mental battle, rejecting the bond. He didn't want the hate anymore. He had people that cared about him, he had a friend. but then he realized something. The symbiote... It felt, different for lack of better word.

Then it showed him. It showed him everything. It's memories, how it got here. Being stuck on the moon, bonding to Parker, how it no longer was filled with... the hate.

And it showed him that they spawned.

But before Eddie could pick up the new symbiote, the alarms got to him.

It appeared as though if the asylum picked up the exact frequency that could affect symbiotes at this level. Venom then fled, leaving behind the newly born symbiote.

Cletus Kasady then walked towards the symbiote, who started crawking over to him...

"Well, never Brock had that much firepower... If HE could do that, I wonder what you can do little guy..." Cletus said towards the symbiote. "Well, let's find out. From now on, I, am carnage."

The symbiote then crawled into the cut Cletus made on his arm, immediately turning the symbiote from black to Red, with black lines around it. No spider symbol, no long teeth, no jacked out physique. This was not venom. Not. Even. Close.

This was Carnage.

-A/N-

So, 3rd chapter. This was really short I know, but I am currently working on another project with a friend called Case: Carnage. at least 20k word one shot.

That's been taking up most of my time, but I should be done on Sunday. The reaso I released this early was so I could finish it now, and not forget to release it the next day because I'm gonna be chugging coffee and and a lot of red bull because of Case: Carnage. Anyways, I hope this was sort of up to standards. I'll try my best to make up for it next week, bye!

-Ghost