So I decided to do this, seeing as I still got more stories to tell, but I don't wanna overload myself, I decided that once this story hits the 15 chapter mark I'm going write another story that takes place after A Spider's Mark. And if you didn't see already, I made a new story not related to anything Spiderman (it's a borderlands story). But as for right now, enjoy the chapter.

U.A Academy.

The aftermath of the attack on the U.A students was horrific. Injured students, Aizawa was almost knocking on death's door, and a dead body with no head, curiosity of Venom. Peter was still trying to take in the fact he killed someone. Even though it wasn't him who killed the guy who took him hostage, it was Venom, it was his body that was used to do it. His friends knew his guilt, as he wasn't his usual quippy self. Everyone was heading back home, as the teachers figured it would be best if the students were with their families. Peter and his friends were walking out of the entrance and started walking down their usual path. Peter was ahead of them as he felt he couldn't be around them at the moment.

"Maybe someone should try talking to him." Kaminari said to Momo and Jiro. They were walking behind him a few feet so he couldn't hear the three of them.

"It wouldn't be wise." Momo said. "Especially after what just happened with...whatever took him over."

"And we do what? Let whatever that monster thing was live freely in him?" Jiro said.

"We can't tell the pros. Who knows what they would do to Peter if they found that out." Kaminari said.

"I say we tell Peter he can rely on us if he needs support. Even with whatever is in him." Momo said. Everyone else nodded in agreement and they walked a bit faster to catch up to Peter. They saw he was eerily quiet from his usual self.

"Hey Pete..." Kaminari started. Peter cut him off.

"Don't..."

"But we just..."

"Just please...not now..." Peter said as he continued walking. His three friends stopped in their tracks as he kept on moving. They were all concerned about Peter, but he made it hard for them to show sympathy when he kept pushing them away.

Frustrated, Kaminari yelled "What is it you're afraid of? The monster in you, or losing us because of it?"

"Idiot. Why would you say that?" Jiro whispered. Peter stopped walking. He turned around slowly, and faced his three friends.

"It's deeper than that Kaminari." Peter said.

"Then tell us. So we can help you." Jiro said. Peter shook his head.

"You can't."

"Why not?" Momo asked. Peter wished she didn't ask that question. He knew that the three of them wouldn't leave him alone until he told them his past. So that's exactly what he did.

"Because I already broke my dead Uncle's promise." Silence fell between all four of them. Jiro, Momo, and Kaminari were all caught off-guard by Peter's statement. They let him continue while they went silent.

"I failed my Uncle twice. First time when I got my powers, I used them in a wrestling match instead of going to study in the library he brought me to." Peter began to tear up at the thought of having to remember what happened that night all over again. He continued. "And now was the second time. When I lost control..."

"That's still not your fault Pete." Kaminari said.

"It is." Peter said as he wiped away the tears. "I acted like a dumbass and instead of listening to the rules of "No hero acts" while in school, I still went against it and now whatever...this is, I'm stuck with it."

"We'll help you to control it." Momo said confidently. Jiro and Kaminari nodded their heads in agreement, which made Peter feel a bit better.

"You guys mean it?" Peter asked.

"Of course." The three of them said in unison. This was enough to get Peter to not only stop crying, but also to get out of his episode of grieving and scared of what Venom did, not him.

"Thanks you guys. I mean it." Peter said smiling. They all walked up to him and started matching his speed.

"Don't mention it." Kaminari said as he put his arm on Peter's shoulder. "Now how about we all get something to eat? I'm starving."

Momo sighed as she knew she would probably have to pay for most, if not all of their food. Jiro rolled her eyes with a smile and Peter snickered a bit.

"It's always food with you, isn't it Kaminari?" Peter asked. Everyone chuckled a bit as their friend was now back to his normal self.

A few hours later.

"Hmmm" Toga said as she messed around with Peter's TV. She was flipping through channels, trying to find something to hold her interest, but couldn't find anything. She slowly started sliding off the couch.

"This is boooorrriinnnggg."

"Then by all means, you could not sleep on my couch." Toga looked up and saw that Peter was at the window, crawling through it.

"I thought you were worried someone would see me or you coming through the window?" Toga questioned.

"Well I come in at night, when there's little to no people walking the streets." Peter said as he stuck himself onto his ceiling. "Besides, when in the 3 days since you moved in have you cared about me?"

Toga smiled a bit as she covered her face with her blanket to hide her blushing. "I always care about cute boys. Especially ones with quirks."

Peter was caught off-guard by this, but already knew what Toga was about. He wasn't about to let his guard down until she proved herself trustworthy. "I would probably be flustered and blushing if I didn't already know you were A) a Villain. And B) what your quirk is about."

"C'mon! I'm not thaaat bad..."

"You threw a knife at me and tried to slash me when we first met!" Peter retorted.

"Ok, when you put it like that, it sounds pretty bad." Toga admitted. "But then how am I supposed to prove to you I'm trustworthy enough that you don't act like I'm a threat?"

"I...didn't think that far ahead yet." Peter said. He was thinking about what could Toga possibly do to prove herself when he remembered what happened today. "Wait, did you hear about what happened at U.S.J today?" He knew it was a risk to tell her that, especially since she still knew a few villains, but it was a risk he had to take.

"I heard about it, but on the news." Toga said. "The League of Villains broke into the school, right?"

"Yeah. You said something about their leader's name. Tomaro, right?" Peter asked, while saying Tomura's name horribly wrong.

"It's Tomura, and yes that's their fancy, emo leader." Toga said. Peter shot a web line and started going down towards the floor upside down, and stopped once he was at eye level with Toga.

"What can you tell me about him?" Peter asked.

"Ever heard of the villain Stain?"

"I've been in Japan for like a month and nothing interesting is happening around here. I haven't heard of any hero or villain that I didn't meet or beat up by the U.S.J thing." Peter said in frustration. Toga rolled her eyes.

"Anyways, Tomura's group is supposedly following Stain's ideology that most Heroes only save people for the money and fame."

"Which I don't agree with, but don't let me stop you."

Toga continued. "Stain will kill any hero he believes isn't a true hero. Any hero that's like All-Might, he will let them kill him."

Peter looked visibly uncomfortable when Toga said that last part. He decided to come back with a smart remark. "You know, for someone who makes it pretty obvious that they're obsessed with blood, you seem to know a lot about these villains."

"You did ask..." Toga said.

"I guess I did." Peter said while chuckling. He finally got off the ceiling and stood on the floor. Toga looked up at him from the couch.

"Does this mean I'm trustworthy know?" Toga asked.

"Well, you told me about Tomura's group, another villain I gotta look out for, and you didn't try to kill me yet..." Peter said thinking. "Guess I can trust you now."

Toga, overcome with joy, jumped up off the couch and hugged Peter in a tight embrace.

"Thankyou, thankyou, thankyou, thankyou. I won't make you regret this, I promise." Toga said excitedly. Peter managed to hug her back, awkwardly, and blushed a tiny bit.

"Perhaps she's a bit too excited." Venom said.

"Oh no, you do not got a say in this. Especially after what happened today." Peter said angrily. Toga broke the hug in pure confusion.

"Now you're acting crazy..." Toga said. Venom sprung out as a tendril with his face attached and started to argue with Toga.

"That's rich, coming from a psychopath who gets a hard on at the thought of blood." Venom said.

"Way to keep it Pg-13." Peter said sarcastically.

"Hey! That's not true...mostly." Toga said.

"I call it how I see it..."

"Oh, so that's why my friends are now afraid of me without admitting it? That's why you just had to EAT someone at the facility, right?" Peter said angrily. Venom turned his attention from Toga to Peter quickly.

"Let me help you understand something. There is no longer you or I in this situation. Only We. Meaning, WE ate that someone." Venom said. Peter shook his head in refusal.

"Your reverse psychology bullshit isn't going to work on me."

"Fine, don't believe me." Venom said. "But might I say that pissing off the thing living inside your body, big mistake." Venom retreated back into Peter's body as Toga looked at him weirdly.

"You alright?" Peter asked. Toga nodded a bit.

"Still getting used to, you know, the thing..." Toga said. "That and fighting the urge to see even a teeny tiny drop of blood." Peter heard in Toga's voice that she sounded a bit sadistic in the last part of her statement.

"You sure I can't get at least a bit of your blood?" Toga asked, pouting.

"There it is. The sadistic part of Toga I was starting to miss." Peter thought sarcastically. (Yes it's a thing. You know you've done it before.)

"Gonna have to say no, although I give you props for trying to get me to change my mind of being a blood donor." Peter quipped. He turned around to head towards his room when he got a text message from Jiro. He looked at it and saw it read:

"Momo asked me to tell you to meet her at the mall where you fought that Octopus guy tomorrow." Peter texted Jiro back.

"What time?"

"I think I'm going to just go to bed." Peter said to Toga. "Don't do anything dangerous, please?"

"No promises." Toga said. Peter sighed as Toga walked up to him. "Relax, I was just joking."

"Sure you were." Peter turned around to go into his room when he felt a tug on his hand. He turned around to see Toga holding onto it.

"Uhh, Toga? Explanation?" Peter asked.

"Well, I, ummm..." Toga said while blushing a bit. "...wanted to know if you wanna go somewhere tomorrow, with me?" Peter slowly understood what she meant by that, and didn't know how to respond to that.

"I don't know Toga. I probably gotta do something else tomorrow." Peter said, making up an excuse. As usual, his excuse making was still bad.

"Probably gotta do something? Really?" Toga questioned. She put her hands on her hips as if she was scolding Peter.

"Well, let me figure out if I have something going on tomorrow, alright?"

"Fine." Toga pouted. "But you owe me a date."

"A what?" Peter thought to himself. He wanted to play it off as Toga was acting like her usual psychotic self, but had a feeling that she wasn't. Either way, he pretended he didn't hear her at all and went into his room and locked the door. He laid down on his bed and thought about everything that happened today. After a few minutes, he fell asleep.

Flashback Dream.

The surrounding area felt too familiar to Peter as he opened his eyes. He was on a sidewalk, under a train station. He knew where he was. He was back in New York.

"Oh no. Not this dream again." Peter said to himself. Around him was people that kept walking by, despite Peter in the middle of the side walk. He then heard a sound he was too familiar to hearing.

"BANG"

It was a gunshot. Peter already knew what he was in store for. He ran towards the origin of the noise. When he got there, he saw what he expected to see. His Uncle, lying down on the ground, bleeding out from a gunshot wound. It didn't matter how many times Peter experienced the dream, it always hit him with the reality that he couldn't do anything to save his Uncle. He started crying, but that's when his dream started changing. He was now surrounded by a black atmosphere and saw nothing but a black void. Until a face came out the void.

Venom's face.

"Bet you really miss your Uncle, huh?" Venom asked. Peter didn't even respond to his question, as he still didn't want to talk with Venom after today.

"I get it, you're upset. But I did what was necessary for your survival. OUR survival." Venom said.

Still no response from Peter. Until a new environment formed. One which showed me Sinister Six.

And the bodies of Peter's friends.

"Is this the type of scenario you want? One where your friends die because you don't want me to take control?" Venom asked.

"No." Peter said as anger started building in him. "You don't get to tell me what is going to happen to MY friends."

"Look..." Venom said as his scenario vanished. "Whether you like it or not, we're bonded. You may not like it, but my survival depends on yours and vice versa."

"And the point of telling me all this is?" Peter asked.

"We are one. If you die, I die. Your problems become my problems. And if your friends die, I'll be there to avenge them." Venom said.

"I don't kill, period. Revenge or not."

"Which is fine, but this is all I'm saying unless you let me take control once in a while..."

"Hell. No." Peter said. He knew Venom was upset by this, but all the symbiote did was smile menacingly.

"You'll come around soon. When your life and friends are in danger." And with that statement, the black void slowly started to consume Peter until he was completely covered. He woke up from his nightmare, covered in sweat. He put a hand on his head.

"What the hell is happening to me?

Yup, we are at the end once again. I couldn't really tell if this felt longer than my last chapter or shorter (hopefully the 1st one), but I thought I'd expand on Peter and Venom's conflicting views of morality. And soon, some relationship growth of someone else (not saying who.) And once again if you haven't checked out my New story that includes my first OC called "Living on the Edge", you should check it out. Anyways, hope you all have a good day, and until next time.