Guardian: My city, my protectorate
By Xenomorph666
Disclaimer: I own Vile, HOMe, Macto and the Angel twins. Everything else is owned by Marvel or Disney. Mike Harrigan is owned by FOX as well as Aliens.
Summary: 1 year after his defeat by HOMe and acceptance from the Morlocks, Vile has found his way to LA and adopted it as his home after a fateful night full of tragedy.
AN: Something I always try to do with my characters is figure out a voice for them, so now I'd like to know, do you attach any specific voice to HOMe and Vile or even Leto?
Wandering pain
The streets were empty, the only thing good going for me really. My temper was flaring now, and for some reason my usual stress relief was out of the question. Normally I would take to the roofs of the city and run for hours, but today, today's events had drained me and I could barely hold my self up inside Frank's trench coat.
Why did my life turn out like this? I only wanted to do what came naturally, which now was top help people, and what I got in return was nothing but pain. How could my life be any worse, the thought ran constantly through me head. Then I remembered Sinister's demand to meet him at the abandoned building. I placed the idea in my head it was best to get there early, to see if he had set up any traps, which he most likely did.
I went on for a few minutes in the wrong direction, trying to persuade myself to forget about Sinister and his tracking method. I tried telling myself that I knew where he would be, he told us. But then again he thinks like me, he wouldn't be anywhere near the site. All of my ideas were falling down to circumstance, and there was nothing I could do.
I sighed as I walked along, not noticing I had entered a rough part of L.A. It wasn't to long before I heard a cry for help, and I ran towards it. Why did I run to it? I have never been able to answer that question, perhaps it was the sadist in me looking for joy, or maybe the hero in me was trying to break out of it's confinement. Either way, I was not prepared for what awaited me when I rounded the corner.
It was tall and black, it almost looked like it was made of rubber. It had two large almost oval like eyes that burned in my head. He looked so familiar, so similar to another who wore a spider on him. Whatever he was, he was more than one being, I read two pheromone levels coming off of him. Something parasitical was on him, something other than a xenomorph. I could barely breath as for the first time I backed away in fear from whatever possessed the man with in.
"What are you?" I asked, fear laden in my voice for the first time in many years.
"We are VENOM!" the combine voices of man and parasite shrieked at me as it tossed a garbage can at me, it connected and sent me back a ways. It then returned to it's target, screaming about having something it needed.
My mind was reeling with fear as I lay there, small amounts of blood trickling from my head impacting the ground. As the blood pool grew larger I noticed that it was red, for the first time I noticed the color of my blood. Had it always been this color? I couldn't remember, in the hive, blood lost never mattered so long as it helped the progress of the Hive, afterwards, I had never found any concern for the color of my blood. But lying there, staring at the pooling red fluid I could not help but feel a surge go through my body, it spoke to me as if to say "You are human. You are a human. Protect them." With this new found strength I pulled my self off the ground and tossed the can aside, it caught the attention of the parasite.
"That should have killed you. We shall amend our mistake!" It lunged at me, it was fast I have to admit, but as always I was faster. I leapt easily onto a roof, in my leap though I tossed the trench coat off to the side. The parasite followed.
"You are like us. Join us! Help us!" It screamed when it saw my form.
"I am nothing like you. I am Vile." I shot back in anger.
"Not like us?" it was circling me, as I was circling it. "Then you are what? Not man, something else?" it took a decidedly wicked tone and almost seem to be chiding me.
"I am a man." I said sternly.
"Oh and what species, certainly not human." It chuckled.
"I am… Something else." I could not fathom the thoughts running through my head at that moment. Confusion contorted and twisted the facts of recent events and all I saw was the battle ahead.
"Then you will die!" It charged forward and I leapt over it with ease. I took notice then that I was in a warehouse district, more specifically on the docks. I smiled as I realized I had an advantage on hand, I was built for water. With out a second thought I dashed forward and grabbed the parasite by the neck and tossed him like a pebble into the water, I followed immediately.
As soon as I entered the water I felt my body respond. The pectoral fins the were dehydrated and absorbed into my body popped in a surprisingly fast reaction, my exoskeleton deepened its hue, as the webbing between my fingers took shape and the protective lenses formed over my eyes. Here I was king, the water has always been my domain.
As soon as I located my newest enemy I burs forth with frightening speed and accuracy. I had been out of the water too long and this was just the release I needed. As I neared my enemy I noticed it was writhing in pain and seemed to be almost peeling off of it's host. This confused me for a bit until I saw or rather heard the chains in the water scraping against the hull of a merchant vessel, and being under water it became near subsonic. This creature was unable to bear subsonic sound, I had never encountered such a being and it intrigued me, but not enough for me to save it. Instead I waited for my opportunity and burst forth when I saw it. The man that was the host was now free of his monstrous demon. I wasted no time in getting him to the surface, he was after all only human.
After I had set him down on the dock I noticed the woman was coming out of the alley. I made my way to her, and noticed a striking fear growing in her eyes. When I stopped before her I could see she was openly terrified of me. I tried to calm her.
"Get away from me you monster!" she screamed as I tried to put my hand on her shoulder, she batted it away with her purse.
"I was trying to help you." I said in a bit of shock.
"Stay away from me you FREAK!" with out warning she pulled out a metal canister of mace and sprayed it in my face.
My eyes and skin were felt like they were on fire from there as I howled in pain and collapsed to the ground. Tears streamed my face, I wish I could say they were from the chemical, but I can't. I'm not human, why did I even think that?