Author note: Surpriiiiise! I'm back.

Disclaimer: I don't own Spider-man or aliens.

Chapter 8

Out with a Bang?

Venom's glinting white teeth parted and revealed the deadly second mouth. The tongue shot forward toward Peter's head. The mechanical arms extended from Peter's costume and slashed forward. There was a scream of pain as the sharp edge of the arm cut off Venom's tongue. His grip loosened and Peter shoved his foot against his chest and pushed off sending himself flying back.

The aliens in the room hissed and all at once were attacking him. Spider-man punched an oncoming alien. The monster went flying back and collided with several of its brethren. He took another quick glance around the room hoping to find the exit.

His spider-sense blared and he was only able to narrowly dodge one of the alien's lunges. The black creatures had formed a circle around him.

"Out of my way!" Venom growled as he shoved through to the front of the pack of aliens. Green blood was dripping from Venom's mouth.

Spider-man jumped and back-flipped out of the circle. While in the air, he fired a few webs to slow down some of the aliens. He landed on his feet and jumped again. Unfortunately, he didn't see the alien hidden in the shadows until it had slashed him across the chest. The alien jumped forward and its tail stabbed forward. The stingers concealed in Spider-man's wrist shot out and he used them to block the blow.

"Back off!" Peter said as he kicked the alien in the face. Another one of them slammed into his back and knocked him to the ground. He rolled back to his feet and spun to face his attacker. The alien was swiftly joined by five more.

I can't keep this, Peter thought. Once, again he glanced around for some form of escape. Behind him there was an opening in the wall that had had its doors torn off. "Hate to kick your butt and run, but I've got other places to be!" he shot a web and swung toward the exit, the angry aliens in pursuit.

Venom roared as he released his grip on the ceiling and rammed his shoulder into Spider-man on the way down. "The only place you're going is the morgue!"

Landing on his feet, Peter glanced back at him. He noticed that Venom now had his long, pink tongue in the absence of the alien's deadly article. Venom's open mouth spewed a green liquid, which seemed all too similar to the alien's blood. Spider-man instinctively dodged it, sticking to the wall, and watched as it hit the floor and began to dissolve it. Tentacles emerged from Venom's costume and shot towards him. He jumped and avoided their grasp. Firing another web, Peter swung through the door and up the stairs.

He emerged into the ground floor of the warehouse. The place was stack with crates and wasn't quite as covered in resin as the basement had been. His spider-sense blared and Peter spun around to face the danger.

Suspended from the ceiling by strands of resin was another one of the aliens, but this one was much bigger. Rather then a banana shaped head, it's had an intricate crest. A large sac, stretched out behind it. The size was what really set it apart from the others. It was about as large as a bus. It was watching him with what appeared to be a cold calculating expression.

It's the queen, Peter thought. They're all just like big ants.

Peter glanced back toward the doorway as Venom and several more aliens emerged.

"Please, excuse me if I don't stick around for dinner," Peter quipped and then back flipped through the window behind him. The broken, dusty glass shattered, but Peter landed uncut. If he could dodge a barrage of bullets in a hallway, he could certainly dodge a few shards of glass.

Venom leapt through the window after him, but Peter was prepared for that. He dropped onto his back and kicked both his feet into Venom's chest as he descended. The alien was knocked back through the window.

Now, I need to get out of here and tell Cap and Tony what I found, Spider-man leapt and fired a web-line. He swung higher into the air, avoiding a jumping alien's claws. Peter climbed higher as soon as the buildings permitted it. He glanced below him and noticed that the streets were oddly deserted, probably because of the aliens.

He glanced back hoping Venom wasn't following. Unfortunately, Venom was right behind him and closing in fast. Peter attempted to increase his speed, but the alien hybrid proved to be much faster. Soon, Peter felt Venom's shadow fall over him and he knew that the symbiote's killing blow was just seconds away.

Peter released his hold on the webbing and let gravity carry him away from Venom's tail. Spreading his arms, Spider-man glided away from Venom.

Venom growled in frustration and prepared to snare Spider-man with his webbing. The webbing hit his ankle and Venom pulled breaking Spider-man out of his glide. Spider-man reached up and slashed the webbing off his foot with his stingers.

Blaring spider-sense, directed Spider-man's eyes sky ward. Soaring through the air above the city, were what looked to be bomber planes. Peter gasped as a string of bombs was released from one of the craft and it crashed into the city. He didn't have much more time to stare as the plane above him dropped its payload.

He turned and tried to escape the orange ball of fire, but the force of the explosion sent him flying through the air. He collided with the roof of a building and blacked out.

However Venom had it much worse. The flames of the explosion shredded the symbiote and falling debris trapped and crushed him beneath it.

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Spider-man rubbed his head as he regained consciousness. "Oh, what hit me?" Turning he saw the immense damage inflicted by the bombs. "Oh, my God."

Buildings lay in ruins, with patches of burning fire. Smoke rose from the wounded metropolis. The warehouse were the aliens had resided seemed to have been hit the heaviest. Well, at least the aliens were dead. All dead.

Peter jumped and fired a strand of webbing. He was going to get home and find out what was going on.

Several stories below, a black skeletal hand punched out of a pile of burning debris. A black liquid gathered around the hand and covered it.

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The End? Not hardly!