Author's note.
Hello everyone, as you can tell by the title, Carnage won the poll. Now, let's see how the Akuma class and that lying bitch deal with a carnage symbiote attached to a mentally unstable girl. Fair warning, Venom let there be carnage doesn't come out here in Australia until November. So, no spoilers in the reviews please. This chapter won't be too long as it's just setting things up. Also, this is gonna be bloody and gory. So, you've been warned. Leave a review if you liked it.
Chapter 1
Bonding
Marinette POV
Fuck that school. Fuck my class. Fuck Alya. Fuck Rose. Fuck Lila. Fuck everyone. That stupid Italian whore turned my class against me, making them think I was a bully. The only people who do believe me that I know are Adrian, Chloe, Nathanial, Kagami, Luka, the other classes and of course my parents. Bu unfortunately, that didn't cut it. Even though I had Tikki wih me, I was basically alone. My teacher and principal believe the liar over me despite the various holes in her stories and RRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGHHHHH! It just pisses me off.
POV end.
Marinette had decided to go out for a late night walk. But, the damage had taken a toll on her mind. So, she ducked into an alleyway and just curled up.
"Oh what's the point", she said to herself. "As, long as can word her way out of things, I'm always gonna lose. If I wasn't such a coward, then they'd be sorry". She then felt something drip onto her. She looked at her shoulder and saw a tiny piece of red and black goo on her shoulder. Soon, there was another, and another. Marinette then looked up and saw what could only be described as a blob of living red and black goo. Marinette tried to run, but, it managed to trap her in it's web-like structure. It soon began to cover her as she tried to pull it off. But eventually, she was fully consumed. As a shadow appeared on the wall, a primal scream of chaos and carnage filled out the entire streets of Paris followed by a psychotic laugh that would make the Joker jealous.
Meanwhile, on a plane.
A man in his early 40's with a head of brown hair and brown stubble was in a plane reading a magazine.
"Look out Paris", he said to himself. "Here comes Eddie Brock".