Thunder roared as the massive dark figure jumped through the night.

They usually hated rain, it wasn't like a shower. Showers were warm (or cold if Eddie wasn't awake enough) and fast, unlike the storm that annoyed them with each drop coming one by one. However, the bad weather was annoying them for a whole other reason tonight.

They clutched the infant between their arms, making sure he was safe and dry underneath the blanket. They had no doubt he was strong like they were, but he had been so different from what they thought he'd be like, what he'd look like.

They wouldn't let anything happen to him nonetheless.

It took them running away, fleeing from San Francisco to dispel any doubts, and leave with the baby. But they knew they couldn't keep him around without arousing suspicion.

They couldn't let Anne take the blow again. Even if she had been looking forward for a baby, they could not burden her with a child that wasn't hers to save their skin, no matter how much she protested and Dan insisted on helping. They meant well, but Eddie knew damn well he couldn't count on them every time.

This wasn't like when they were running away from Carlton Drake and the Life Foundation, at least it was only them he and Riot were after. They should've been more careful, now thanks to their negligence, they were putting their own child's life at stake.

All they could hope for is that he'd be safe in New York. Eddie had to leave after one risky report too many drove him out of there, it'd be the last place they'd expect them to hide. Despite Venom's insistance, he knew they weren't there to stay. They'd only look for somewhere to hide him and... leave him behind.

They hated this, they hated this so much. Venom had been looking forward for a child for so long, and while Eddie wasn't convinced, he was somewhat delighted to see what fate brought them. But now they were in danger, all three of them.

They had to run away like a coward, keep their child away from danger as much as possible. This was all their fault, their first son would grow without knowing his real parents, and they were to blame. They didn't even get to give him a name yet, not like it'd make the goodbyes easier.

Their baby boy whined from the blanket he was hidden in, his parents having made sure he wouldn't suffocate while they carried him. He didn't know what was going on and couldn't understand what was happening at his age, but he knew his parents were holding him. Even if it wasn't how most humans knew their parents...

"We're sorry, our child." said Venom, stopping to take a look at the baby, who tried to reach out to his parent's face. "You won't see us for a very long time, we're afraid."

The symbiote growled in anguish as the infant stared back, his small hazel eyes open wide. Why did they have to do this? He didn't deserve to be left with total strangers. But it was the only way they'd keep him safe and alive.

He may not remember them, he may not have powers like Venom did, but they were bound to find him again, when this madness would be all over. Their child was human-looking, something neither one of them expected. Venom had told Eddie about the spawns other members of his species had.

Usually, symbiotes using hosts for reproduction often spawned other symbiotes with extra abilities originating from the host. It was always a symbiote, but Venom and Eddie... their child looked human. There was no sign he was half-alien, or even had any traits Klyntars shared. For all they knew, he could be a normal human, though the symbiote heavily doubted it.

They raised their son in the air, observing him for what seemed to be like the last time ever. They couldn't brace themselves to do it while he was awake, they knew he'd cry and if he did, they'd never let him go. They wished they didn't have to let him go...

They kissed him goodbye on the forehead, immediately putting him to sleep. It was one ability symbiotes had over descendance, allow weak newborns to fall asleep automatically. Eddie noted it would've helped them avoid their boy arguing "five more minutes" in the future, but neither was in the mood to think about that now.

They tucked the toddler back into his blanket, looking over the town. They could only hope whoever they left him to, they'd be kind enough to take care of him. Just until his parents were back.

Although they'd seen quite a lot of this in their youth, mostly movies and tales, neither May Parker, nor her husband Ben were expecting what they were seeing.

One minute, they were talking about how awful the weather was that night while waiting for the bus to come, their car being in repair. Another minute, and they heard crying near them in the bus stop. Someone had left the poor thing there, and they hadn't seen anyone pass by, as if it just appeared out of thin air.

"Ben, look! It's a baby!"

"It's a boy. Go on, hold him." he said, handing the seemingly normal infant to her.

He was wrapped in a blanket and it looked like he was just taken out of slumber. Hard to believe a child like this young boy was asleep under such a weather, much less that someone would be careless enough to leave him there. It was dark, so if whoever brought him there was nearby, they didn't notice them arrive or leave.

"We can't leave him here, can we? Let's bring him somewhere to check if he didn't fall sick." she suggested.

"We'll also need to call the police and tell them about this little guy." said Ben, patting the boy's head. "Let's wait until tomorrow, then we'll get him to the nearest station."

Above the town, the symbiote was fleeing. Their son would be in much better hands as long as no one knew who he really was, and Dan assured him they found nothing abnormal after the birth. He was safe, away from danger... and away from them.

They aggressively ran, trying their hardest not to look back. They were on the run, so when things would settle down a bit more... when they were sure no one would suspect them anymore... when they were certain no one would think of looking there... when they'd know their drowsy kid was ready...

Then they'd return, and the family would be whole again.

I haven't been writing a lot lately, and my return to school is no excuse.

For those who read my other stories, I deeply apologize for staying silent for so long. I've been at a shitty block for the last few weeks, I wasn't writing as much as before. This idea came up and I had to get it out of the way if I wanted to keep going. I've watched this movie when I had the time and it kinda stuck in.

For which Peter I'm basing myself on, while I've only watched the Raimi movies, you can still imagine it's MCU Peter if you want. I'm using the 2018 version of Venom anyways. I've seen one or two stories where Vee and Eddie are the kid's parents, was wondering how a "closer to most canon" approach would go while keeping that in mind.

As for who's chasing them, it's... not exactly relevant to the story actually. Just imagine it's the Life Foundation's remains, or maybe Oscorp.