VENOM

SEASON 1 CHAPTER 3

ORIGIN PART 1- PART 3

'Alright, you wanna act stupid and die, then let me be the one to give you a one way ticket out of your life!'

Really author? That's the best you can do? {Shut up.}

Well, anyway, Jackson charges at me and immediately try's a body shot with his leg, but that was so predictable that I caught the kick before it even came close to me, and I threw it to the ground, sending Jackson down with it.

I then mounted him while he's face first on the ground, and started to pound the back of his head.

It lasted about fifteen seconds before Jackson was able to turn around, shimmy his legs out from under me, and put his feet to my chest to kick me off.

Afterwards, he tried to mount me but I got to my feet and ran away as he dived for me, and he fell face first again.

I knew I was in major trouble if I kept letting him control the pace, so I said this to get under his skin: 'C'mon Jack! I know that you can fight better than that, I mean, we all saw it every day last year with your ex! You two were at each other's throats so much I expected you to start having hate sex in the hallways!'

And with that over and done with, I should start moving, cause if I do- 'OOF!'- that's why.

See, Jackson's real sensitive about that, and I mean REAL sensitive.

So, next time I start taunting him, maybe I should start moving instead of just standing there, then again, this coming from a guy with a pretty good likelihood of having a few cracked ribs, so I'll just keep my mouth shut. {Yeah right.}

So Jackson start's to wail on me, but this really wasn't my forte, so I needed to find a way out, and then I fight it.

Jackson's strikes are really sloppy right now, so I grab his left arm, and get on his side and start pounding his left kidney.

This really helped me comeback, cause when Jack started to get up, he was slower than before, so I punched him right in the jaw, sending him crashing down to the ground, and giving me some breathing room.

As I catch my breath, Jackass says something to me: 'Heh, not bad for a guy that can barely stand. Reminds me of, well me!' Yeah right.

'Well, I can't be you if I never had a girlfriend, right?!'

I do not learn, do I? Actually, yes I do, cause this time I catch him as he throws a right, and start to repeatedly knee him in the stomach.

To counter this, he punches me in one of my left ribs, causing me to let go of him so he can breathe, but I'm right back on him, punching his left kidney once again.

The battle went back and forth for, I wanna say fifteen minutes, and we were both extremely beat up, as if I wasn't already, and assbag was stomping down on me, and if I didn't fight back soon, I was gonna get walked dry, and they would probably be really trigger happy to get back to the way it was, but I wouldn't allow that to happen, cause if I did, there attention might get put on Lucy, and I sure as hell wasn't letting that happen, not by a long shot.

So, in a last ditch effort, I kick his leg right out from under him, and he falls down, right on my left knee, on his left kidney.

That left me open an opportunity to end this, and you better believe I sure as hell took it.

So I lock in a rear naked choke, and I-I just feel this huge sense of relief, knowing that it was just finally over,that, even beaten up and bruised, that I can just relax after this.

Well, that's what I thought, but the Jacksonville Jackasses always have something to say, and by say, I mean that they decided to be cheap little bitches, and would yank me off jackass, and start trying to beat me up themselves, but I was able to wriggle my way out of, I think it was Axle's grasp.

After that, I juked my way out of any attempt to grab me, and I was in the- [THUD!]

Apparently not, because I ran into an old friend, Brick and Morty.

When I said they wanted to go to "some cushy ivy-league school", I wasn't lying, and the reason for Jackson wanting to go to one is because of his dad, Tyson Macaulay.

Jackson's dad owns this business that researches…actually, I don't know what the hell it is that they study, something called " The future of human support!", probably some shitty replacement for Medicare insurance.

His dad, real racist, I mean, this guy really is supremely racist, so I wouldn't be surprised this was his building, and he knew what was going on

Anyway, after that, those assholes decided to show me their various fisting methods, which included but not limited to, holding my arms behind my back and repeatedly punch me in the gut, Tim giving me a guac-guac double hander, and Jackson coming in to finish the job.

But the rest of those morons said something: 'Hey, Jackson, hold up! Why just beat up on the outside, when we could beat him up on the inside?'

Now, I was really confused by this, and from the look he had, Jackson was about as confused as I was, that was, until Mac decided to pull some weird bottle looking container, filled with this weird thick black liquid, and me and Jackson realized something, they wanted to kill me.

'Whoa, Whoa, WHOA! Are you kidding me!? This was about me fighting him, not us killing him!? What the hell dude!?'

At this point, I was too weak to fight back, but to my surprise, Jackson did.

'I seriously don't know what you guys are thinking, but this is going way too far! You guys need to chill! Even if he is our biggest pain in the ass, it still doesn't mean that we just ice him!'

Since when was I the pain in YOUR ass?

'(Sigh), Well, I saw this coming, but this… this is happening, one way or another, with or without you!'

'Why though!? Why the hell would you need to kill him!?'

'He, somehow, always gets more opportunities than we do, he shouldn't be THE GUY running the football team when we're all way better than him, and he shouldn't be smarter than us, because not only do we get tutoring, do you ever see him studying, I mean, that's some straight bullshit if he isn't cheating!'

Ah, the good ol' jealous bully cleshay, not even supr-

'Plus, that hottie he's always with, I mean, how in the hell did he of all peo-'

And that was all that was said out of his mouth before I gave him a one way ticket to pound town, destination, my fist to his face.

After that, I collapse, using the last of my energy to throw that punch, and I see those assholes holding back Jackson, who's kicking and screaming, begging them not to, but at that point, it was gonna be a sweet release from my life.

So, as they started to pour the liquid down my mouth, it felt as if it was fighting to get out of my throat, but it eventually stopped moving, so I shrugged it off, and they poured the last quarter of it all over my head, and then they drop me, and leave me to die.

Jackson still fought, but stopped when they showed him they videoed the fight, and that was a good ol' piece of blackmail right there, and they left, but Jackson turned his head towards me, and said these words: 'I'm sorry.[sobbing]'

When I was the only one left in that area, I thought that I finally could get my long awaited dirt nap, but life has a funny way of working out, doesn't it?

Because when I was just starting to fall asleep, it felt like something covering not only the outside, but the inside of me as well, and before I truly passed out, I had a small conversation with the thing that would soon make my life a lot more interesting.

'What….what th-th-the heck is th-th-this?'

What responded was one of the most terrifying sights I've ever seen in my life.

It was this entity made of the strange liquid-like substance that I was forced to drink, with these huge teeth that were about 3.5 to 6 inches long, and could cut and rip me open without a problem.

And those eyes, man, without even trying, those damn things were terrifying, and they seemed so lifeless, but they also seemed to be full of life as well, as if there were multiple people in the mind, body and soul of this creature, the pearly white complexion just seemingly staring a hole right into my soul.

'WE, ARE VENOM, AND YOU ARE OURS.'

And that was the last thing I saw before I passed out from blood loss.

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We'll, quick announcement, I will start to try to start uploading chapters every Saturday, starting next week, since well, you know, this technically counts as this weeks chapter, but anyway, hope you guys liked this too, and

(imitating Urinatingtree's Stiller's fangs voice)

THE COWBOYS ARE GOING TO THE SUPER BOWL! WOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

That was a Cowboys fan last year before the game against the Broncos.

This year: 'Please, don't hold every other play….I beg of you.'

Enjoy the NFL season starting next month everyone!