Rebirth

Disclaimer: I don't own Venom or Harry Plotter. My Venom is mainly inspired by the game called Ultimate Spiderman. I don't own Venom so any of you yappers who think I stole it even after reading my disclaimers should get their eyes checked. Anyhow in this chapter there will be a nice surprise. And yes Dumbledore is indeed as foolish to think the best of the Dursley's.

Venom

The beast had awoken from its slumber within Harry's body. The tentacles came out of the skin, amplified by the suit which was slowly making use of Harry's body, making it go on autopilot to cause as much damage as possible. Venom was a force of destruction, a killing machine turned loose upon the world by the actions of one Albus Dumbledore. The mental instability of the suit coupled with Harry's own anger at the Dursleys had made the suit react and the Venom personality had come forward.

"You dare think that I would be a slave to you forever and just let myself get killed by your foolish whims?"

The voice from Venom was deeper then Harry's as the suit covered his body like a cool wind, making his body become encapsulated in it. Due to malnourishment Harry didn't gain the full bulk and largeness that the original Venom had but his instead gained a lean build and gained some height to stand about 2.10 meters.

A tentacle lashed out and caught Dudley's other wrist and then with a snapping sound the wrist was broken and Dudley's squeals could be heard all over the neighbourhood. He looked at the obese human and then slammed him into the wall, making a grin appear on his face, showing off a mouth full of sharp teeth.

He opened his mouth and his long tongue came to light, and licked the lips. Venom looked at the obese child and he began to think about the numerous ways to devour the flesh and gain the nutrients needed. Normally he would have preferred someone who had at least seen some good exercise since the brain glands would produce enough sustenance from the hormone that was produced and the Symbiote thrived on that. Harry's body did make the hormone but in such limited amounts that Venom began to devour the body if it wasn't fed regularly. Whenever it would be released it would immediately go and search for a good form of sustenance, not caring about age or skin colour or even social position. It would just devour the body to gain sustenance and to enhance the host.

A knife passed its head and he looked at the kitchen door where Petunia stood, shaking in fear at the monster that was now her nephew. She could feel her fear stimuli giving off massive amount of fear throughout her body as she saw the lolling tongue and the greenish drool that came from the beast's lips. she could feel the raw power within the beast as it looked at her with its white eyes.

A tentacle lashed out and struck her in he right temple. The dull smack and the body that flew sideward was the only sound at the moment. Venom looked at the woman who had become unconscious from the blow. He began to grin in a disturbed way.

"I shall unchain myself from Destiny and become one with the world. I shall become the feared and the exiled."

The quote had been read by Harry some time ago but had sunk into his memory and Venom was now quoting it.

A tentacle lashed out and began to whip Petunia into something that seemed like a car had run over it. On second though, Venom decided that a more fitting punishment would be required to fill his desire for vengeance. After all he still needed sustenance and what better way to sustain himself then by the love and care of his relatives whose heritage he had denounced in favour of freeing himself from them.

The tentacle began to slither into Petunia's skin making the thin woman wake up immediately and then she was dangled in front of Venom who just licked its lips with the abnormally long tongue and a glob of green drool fell onto the floor.

"And so the bird looked at the predator and then it was gone within the maw of the beast… a rather fitting statement at this time, isn't it Petunia?"

The grin that was normally on Venom's face seemed to have deepened a lot and making him look even more demonic as his tongue touched Petunia's cheek.

She looked horrified at the chosen words and thought that she might get eaten… which wasn't really that far off course as she could feel three other tentacles take a hold of her arms and legs and then slowly start to pull on her body, making her go into an X position before she could feel the strain. It was done slowly so Venom could enjoy the pain as he ripped the woman apart. After all the body could be devoured to heal the host after the subject had died. It would be less effective then just eating the human alive. But then again it didn't have many problems with the way things were as of now.

Dudley had awoken to see his mother being held up by the thing that was his cousin and he cried out a war cry and tried to punch Venom. The punch connected and Venom roared in anger as he could feel the fist connect to the head and rock sideward slightly. Then another tentacle lashed out, taking a hold of the other fist aimed at his head and then he just ripped Petunia apart, seeing that there would be no more playing around. The scream she gave was delighting to Venom's ear as the high pitched sound made him shiver in delight as the wretched woman died. The blood splattered from the ripped-apart body and Dudley shrieked about his mother.

Venom looked at the remains and then slowly began to absorb the mass into itself body by using part of it's liquid like body to cover the remains, liquifying them and absorbing them. He then grabbed the woman's head and Dudley could only look im horrified fascination as her head was slowly liquified and absorbed making the still visible part look like a molten barbie doll.

"!"

He cried out after he had absorbed Petunia's remains and the frozen Dudley snapped back into the world after witnessing how his mother's face had been eaten by a monster that was his cousin. He tried to get away but his heavy bulk made it hard to move.

Venom watched as the thick child tried to make its way out of the house and just followed at a mild pace. The frantic child was nothing more then a bother at the run away game. He didn't even need to pick up the pace a little bit. With one jump he was normally able to clear about a good portion of land. 100 metres is about the farthest that he could jump so he wasn't too bothered about it. The human should know the folly of hurting one of its own kind. And of course he could always use his tentacles to grab the human…

Dudley was about to get out of the house when he heard a crashing noise behind him and he could feel the wind part around something and then he felt a sharp pain in his left leg as the tentacle took a hold of it and pulled him backwards.

He tried to struggle but it was futile against the powerhouse that was Venom. He tried to evade the beings grasp but it was useless. Venom had taken another tentacle and had grabbed the other foot, dragging Dudley to him at a faster pace. Venom was grinning and saliva was dripping down his teeth and onto the floor making the floor sizzle on the spots where the drool landed.

Dudley didn't last long once the first amount of black liquid and something else that was on Venom's suit touched him. The goo made it hard to move and he could feel his bones beginning to break once he was slowly devoured by the liquid. It didn't matter to Venom who was gaining sustenance from Dudley's bulk, making him stronger and making the host a lot stronger too. The normal state of the host was pathetic. Only the barest hint of muscle and almost no fat on the body made him look 2 years younger then he really was.

Venom consumed Dudley's filthy brains the last then spat them out. They tasted like rotten eggs, the flavour really making Venom sick. Never before had a human's brains tasted so bad and it made him crave more sustenance. The pops and cracks of wizards and witches alerted Venom to the fact that the Order might have arrived to save the day once again. He looked outside through a window and saw them.

Black cloaks, white masks with a few of them not wearing any and their leader, a thin and regal looking man who had a snakelike face which was bald. Briefly Venom wondered whether Lord Voldemort was bald all over his body but dismissed it. More food had come in the form of the Death Eaters. After all who would care if they got eaten by a ravenous suit hell-bent on making itself survive?

It remembered that it could cloak itself like a chameleon and then made the colour of the suit resemble the background and then listened to the Dark lord prattle on about how the 'filthy half-breed' Potter would be eradicated now that the wards had allowed him entrance to Potter's living place.

"Set fire to the house to lure the filthy half-breed out! Kill the rest of the residents!" Lord Voldemort's high-pitched voice spoke up and the Death Eaters complied. Voldemort looked at the house as it was assaulted with numerous flame curses, one Deaht Eater even going as far as to cast a destroying spell to make the fire spread through the house even more.

Venom could feel the heat and knew that it would be futile to stay here and die. It would need to survive and to prosper amongst humans and had no intention of being burnt to a crisp by some idiotic fool who fancied himself a Lord. Venom manipulated the suit to make it look like he was Tom Marvolo Riddle, the one that had come out of the diary. Not much would need to be changed as the host resembled Tom Riddle a lot. Only the colour of the eyes and the demeanour would have to be changed and it would all fit. Changing the eyes to a bloody red and just trusting the instincts he blasted open the door to regard the Death Eaters with crimson eyes and a maniacal grin on his face, so reminiscent of Tom Riddle who had once sent a Basilisk after the Host.

Lord Voldemort paused when the door was blasted open and a figure came into view. The Dark Lord looked at the pale boy of around 16 who walked out of the house with an air of calmness around him and then looked at the boy's face. Cold crimson eyes looked back at him and the maniacal smirk had once graced his features too. Immediately Voldemort sent a pulse of pain through the Mark to stop the Death Eaters from attacking as he saw his younger self walk towards him.

The wave of pain that coursed through the arms of the Death Eaters made them drop their wands as their master gave them the sign to stop shooting curses at the house and at the youngling that came out. They could see blood being splattered all over the youngling's robes as the Slytherin crest on them was in full view. The maniacal grin coupled with a few specks of blood on the face completed the image they first got from the young teenager that was now calmly walking towards them, not showing fear.

Venom looked at the Dark Lord as he stood opposite of the man. A grin was still on his face as he regarded the older man.

"Tom."

He looked at the Dark Lord's eyes and made no intent to flee. He knew that he could escape whenever he wanted to. With just one leap he would be able to jump on a house and then get away to make it to safety. After all London isn't really that far of you went there by jumping from roof to roof. It would be a trip that would be about an hour if he went slowly with just a few snacks…

Lord Voldemort didn't know what to do. A younger version of himself was standing in front of him with a grin on his face that rivalled his normal look of happiness and had just called him Tom. For the impudence of calling him by his old name he normally would have Crucioed anyone but this time he was reluctant to do so since it was his younger self that was standing in front of him.

"Hello Tom. May I ask what you are doing here?"

The question was hissed in Parseltongue which made Venom feel delight. He could answer back without even betraying a hint that he wasn't the younger self of the man.

"I went here to have myself a little bite out of the muggles that lived here. There was this adorable boy that squealed so much when I ripped him apart."

The manic look that accompanied the statement as well as the blood splatters did a good job of convincing the Dark Lord to believe the one posing as his younger self.

He tried Legilmency on the child but all he got was some jumbled memories about ripping apart a fat child and a terrible sense of hunger for human meat. The Death Eaters had recoiled in shock once the Dark Lord had addressed the child in Parseltongue and then the child had even answered him in the same magic language. They began to edge away, save a few fanatical followers like Bellatrix and her husband Rudy, Lucius Malfoy and Narcissa Malfoy and several other Death Eaters which composed his Inner Circle.

The moment that Lord Voldemort was still looking at him, venom made sure that the plan was put in motion. To gain the blood of the Hated he would have to get Voldemort's blood and that could be gained by letting a tentacle slide into the skin and let it withdraw some blood. Maybe his bones could be substituted for the Bone of the Father. And in that way he could also gain the Flesh of the Servant. It would be easy to get it since only a small amount would be required. If Dobby would donate some of his flesh then it would be easy to have it Willingly given.

Without much warning except a tightening of muscles, did Venom regain his normal looks and he wrapped a tentacle around the Dark Lords body, making the older man immobile for the time being. Venom Grinned and let one of the tentacles bury itself deep into the man's skin to draw upon some blood. Venom reached a vein with the tentacle and blood was sucked out of it, enough to fill a decent-sized flask.

The tentacle also buried further into the skin and removed a small bone from its place, feeling that the bone wasn't of use for the body. Well not of good use. He could have killed Voldemort by removing the ribs and other bones by just absorbing them and letting the man turn into Jelly at his feet with no bones to support the body. But it would be fun to fight against the man in a proper duel.

"Voldemort"

Venom spoke with the gravely voice that it had and looked the man in the eyes.

"I am a being of many shapes and many sizes, I am the one with the lowest and the highest power. I am the balance between Light and Darkness. Call me… Venom."

A tentacle slithered over the robe that Voldemort wore and bound Voldemort against Venom, the latter just grinning with the maw of sharp teeth on full display.

"We did have some fun, now didn't we Tom? Blood of the hated Enemy, Bone of the Father, Flesh of the Servant… All that was needed for you to get reborn into a new shell. I'll be seeing you… later. The Potter Child is no more on the house I just vacated. Burn it for all I care. The Muggles that live here are worthless scum anyways."

He saw the snake, Nagini slither up to him and in the hissing speech of Parseltongue he spoke.

"Serpent, give me some of your Venom so I may resurrect the loved one."

His voice was slithering like the serpent tongue which he used and he looked at the Dark lord who was still entangled by the tentacles and he grinned as Nagini coiled around them and then bit down into the suit, letting the venom seep into the suit. Venom simply laughed and said.

"Did you think the Venom would affect me, little snake? Now I have it nonetheless. I bid you a good evening, Lord Voldemort. We'll meet up in the future…"

He let go of the Dark Lord who just stared at the strange monster who knew his original name and a surge of hatred surged through the man.

His wand was grabbed and a curse was hissed.

"Avada Kedavra"

The green light shot forth from his wand and hit Venom straight in the gut. The Symbiote doubled over but did not fall. The inky black liquid began to pulsate and he looked up again and suddenly changed into the younger version of Tom Riddle once again. But something was off about it. The facial structure was different but the red eyes were present nonetheless.

"That was a mistake… Goodbye Tom, and may our next meeting go much more peaceful then this one."

Venom knew that the Dark Lord could aid it in allowing the host to survive. With the man who was called Dumbledore all that would be achieved was the host being separated from it or otherwise contained without gaining sustenance.

It turned around and leapt. The muscles that were with the suit did propel it into the air and over the houses, making it look like it was flying.

Lord Voldemort stood there looking at the form that disappeared with just a simple leap and didn't feel anything. Hatred was not the only emotion that he could feel. He looked at the thing and he recognised so much of his former self in it. The drive to revive a lost love, the use of a Dark Ritual to do it. He could see himself doing that, to revive himself from his spectre-like state.

"And so it begins… The one who was Light shall turn to Darkness as the Manipulator has taken one step too far…"

Voldemort didn't know why he said that but it seemed fitting. He apparated away and felt his Death Eaters doing the same. The Old Fool would know the folly of crossing Lord Voldemort… that is assured. The strange being that he had encountered would probably help if given a good enough reason. The ability to manipulate its looks would make for a good spy. And if the creature knew his name then he would know where he lived. He was still using the Riddle house as a retreat once things got too boring in his castle.

Venom set course for the Riddle House. Somehow he knew that Lord Voldemort would be there and due to the fact that Sirius had no body to resurrect him from he needed something difficult. With the bone and the blood he might be able to resurrect Sirius…

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