"Oh no.." Spider-man sat on the daily bugle as he study himself. He had been sure he had tried hard not to get that thing on him. He pounded the ground and almost broke the roof of the top floor. "Huh, i guess i can work it out. Ugh i just said it, its already starting to get to my brain." He jumped off and spat out a web which was now a tendril instead. "I gotta go down that sewer." he let go and maneuvered into it without a single scratch.


"Ugh its so nasty." Spider-man whined. "And creepy." he shuddered.

"lets just make this fast." he sprinted down the halls of the sewer. "Okay at this rate i should-whaa!" He inadvertently slipped into the water which probably had dukey and piss in it. "God." He gut up and started swinging. He couldn't help but sometimes see deformed shadows. After seeing this he slowed to a wall crawl, his symbiote contracted. "Come out who...whatever you are.." Another shadow slowly passed by. "how am i missing him?" he had became annoyed. "i'll try to use my spider-sense." He looked around with a buzzing in his head. he had seen nobody, heard nobody, or had evidence of anybody. "I know someone's watching me. i know it." He tried again. Nothing. he suddenly picked up a moving presence. Left hall at the intersection he was at. He quickly swung into the left hall and jumped onto the wall. he heard conversation:

"YOU will help me kill him."

"Iv'e got better things to do."

"You MAKE UP something to make me powerful."

"How do i do THAT?"

"DON'T KNOW. DO IT!"

"Okay fine."

"I need something in return!"

"WHAT!?"

"Bring me his blood!"

"THAT i can definitely do.."

"And the symbiote.."

Footsteps where heard after. Spider-man quickly swung and found the nearest exit.


"I gotta definitely watch my back now. i couldn't truly tell who was gonna get me." he quickly covered the sewer and sealed it with web. he quickly swung away to think it through.

"This isn't right."

"I know something bad is gonna happen. especially with the symbiote." Peter sat in his room laying down while watching cartoons on the Television. he didn't really watch cartoons but it was the only thing that was keeping his mind off the future. "Ugh, the avengers have no time for it." He sat up. "I have know idea what Felicia is doing. Kingpin won't help me unless i give him like 300 burgers. Literally." Peter had got up and looked in his closet the symbiote formed into it's own suit. "There's one thing that can help me."


(A/N) Hi! i have noticed the chapters aren't that long, so next chapter should be longer, i just need an idea. Big ideas make longer chapters IMO!