Author's Note: Okay before I get too far in this story, here's the deal with our beloved Otto Octavius. He's a mix of the Otto in Spiderman 2 – like the scene that he knows that Peter and Spiderman are the same, but he keeps quiet with the knowledge, and He's the Otto in Spectacular Spiderman: Countdown – Mainly because I loved the way he was and looked. The whole black gothic thing made him look hot. Now I want to thank all those who reviewed and what not… On with the story.
Rating: R (this chapter may be graphic on the accounts with Otto and him remembering).
Disclaimer: I don't own Marvel or Otto… But some days I wish I owned Otto…

Angel of Darkness, Angel of Light

By Crys Skywalker

Otto didn't sleep as well as he hoped. Soon as he awoke from the nightmare, MJ was already there to comfort him. He felt embarrassed by the incident last night. And now it's morning, unfortunately for Otto. His inky black hair stuck to his face and his tears felt like glue to his face. His eyes were sensitive to the morning light, slowly and determined his hand looked blindly for his glasses. His hand touched another hand and he began to panic.

"Is this what you were looking for Otto?" Peter gently placed the glasses onto Otto's nose. Otto started to Hyperventilate. "Hey Otto it's me Peter… I'm not going to hurt you." Soothingly Peter rubbed his back, trying to get Otto calm down. Otto opened his eyes and noticed that his dark glasses were already on his face. The trembling in his body started to lessen.

"S-s-s-sorry…" Otto whispered, not trusting his voice. He curled deeper into the bed.

"I should be sorry… Anyway I came to see if you woke up yet. You want to get up and get some food in you stomach?" Peter smiled lightly at Otto. Otto thought for a while, as a large rumble from his stomach answered the question.

"I guess I am hungry…" He chuckled. "Is MJ cooking?"

"Yeah Doc. It's her cooking not mine…" Peter smiled. Otto flinched at the Doc part.

"Please can you call me Otto… I don't want the Doc Ock thing while I'm here." Otto asked.

"Yeah sure." Peter helped Otto up a bit. That's when he noticed all the claw marks that marred Otto's body. He was bruise and battered all over. Peter couldn't believe the condition that Otto was in. Slowly Otto reached for his torn up trench. As he pulled it over his body, he saw all the rips and tears that marred the black trench. Tears began to fill Otto's eye.

"Why me?" He whimpered softly. MJ walked into the room noticing that Otto wore the black trench to cover up his body. She saw the tears that slid down Otto's face.

"Otto? What's the matter?' she asked softly not to startle him. Otto jumped even with the fact that she spoke so softly. He darted covering his eyes and running into the bathroom. MJ and Peter slowly followed, not knowing what Otto was doing.

Otto stared at himself in the mirror. It was a tiny bathroom, but there was a very large mirror that made the room look bigger. He saw all the claw marks and bruises that was scattered through his body. Last night was hell for him. Slowly he allowed his mind recalled what happened.

Flashback: (Warning: If you cannot handle rape I suggest that you should not read this flashback – this contains graphic situations)

Otto thought that Venom was going to beat him into submission, he wasn't far for the truth. Venom chose not to say anything. In fact all Otto heard was his screams and Venom's deep sadistic breathing. Venom drew blood from his sides. Three of the actuators were completely broken and inoperable. Venom had already discarded or ripped off most of the clothes that were on him. Holding his arms together above his head, Venom began to use Otto as a punching bag.

"Y-y-y-you're going to want to die, boy." Venom hissed. Otto felt the tears fall from his face as he saw Venom begin to stroke himself. He knew that Venom was beginning to get off on beating him into submission. Otto began to squirm, trying to get away from the evil sadistic bastard. Otto thought that he had a well place kick as he heard a grunt by Venom. Venom turned him around and began raking his claws into the back of Otto.

Venom began to lick the side of his face as he humped Otto. Otto began to loudly sob.

"NO! NO! NO! I DON'T WANT THIS! PLEASE HAVE MERCY! NO!" Otto sobbed. Venom grabbed his plump rear and thrust his large erection into Otto. Otto screamed and blacked out from the pain.

When he awoke he found that he was alone, deeply hurt emotionally and physically, and scared out of his wits. Tears flooded his eyes as he started to sob.

He saw the tears that began to flow. How weak he was and the fact that he allowed such a thing to happen disgusted Otto. He punched the mirror in front of him, shattering into many tiny pieces.

"Hey big guy… Stop that you're going to hurt yourself doing things like that." MJ walked into the bathroom. Otto looked at her blankly. There was a very vacant expression from his eyes. He didn't even register that his hand was bleeding. Peter stayed behind MJ making sure that Otto wasn't going to flip out. MJ gently touched his injured hand. Otto finally responded.

"Oh, my… I remember what happened… No! I never wanted that to happen." Otto had a haunted expression. MJ pushed the black inky strands out of his glasses. Sympathy and compassion filled her face.

"Of course you didn't dear… Why would you think such a thing?" She tired to get Otto out of that haunted looked he was stuck in. Otto shook his head, realizing that he wasn't acting himself.

"Sorry…"

"Don't be. We'll replace that mirror later." Peter spoke. Otto looked down noticing that the blood was trickling down his legs again. MJ and Peter noticed it too.

"I think I need to go see a doctor about this." Otto spoke softly. MJ nodded to the response. Peter coaxed him to lie onto the bed in his bedroom.

"Here lay down on your stomach. What I'm going to do is take care of the minor bleeding. You need to eat, and then we'll get you to the doctor. Okay?" Peter gently talked to him. Otto nodded his head not really wanting to say anything. He was still really embarrassed for being so needy and unable to control the quicksand of depression.

"Tiger, let me do this… Otto may not like men touching him like that yet." MJ spoke. Peter nodded.

"I'm going to fix the table. When you to are finished come on down and we can have breakfast." Peter spoke as he left the room. After he left Otto seem to seriously relax. MJ gently rubbed his shoulders.

"I need to fix my actuators. Venom destroyed them…" Otto stopped realizing that he just revealed who raped him. MJ looked at him startled.

"Venom… Eddie Brock did this to you?" She looked at him as he tried to hide from her piercing gaze. "He did all of this to you…"

"Yes." He whimpered. "All of it…"

"Why?"

"He hates me… I don't know why, but he wanted me to suffer…." Otto started to curl up which caused him to bleed more. MJ lightly and deliberately got Otto to relax.

"Come on. Let's get this done so that you won't have to worry about getting blood everywhere." MJ coax him back to being on his stomach. She removed his boxers as softly as possible. Otto still winced in pain, but say nothing. She pulled out some baby wipes and set them next to Otto. Looking at him she got up and turned to the closet. This made Otto extremely nervous. He couldn't see where she went and in the position that he was in, he felt vulnerable. MJ walked back and noticed quickly the change in Otto body expressions. Fear radiated from him. A fear that something was going to hurt him again. Otto wasn't known to show any signs of weakness before, but now the fear he had control him.

"Otto here I think this will help you a bit." She set one of her favorite teddy bears in his line of sight. She returned to her task at hand, looking up to notice that the bear was tightly clutched in Otto's arm. As quickly as she could she took care of the blood. Bandaging up his anus and a few claw marks on his hips, she gently pulled his boxers back on. Otto hid his face with his inky black hair not wanting to see the expression of disgust on her face.

"Okay it's all done. Here wear this for now." MJ smiled as Otto looked at the sweatpants and tee shirt she handed him. He opened the shirt and laughed. The saying that was on it said: "In my little world you don't exist." He noticed that the shirt was an extra large. He looked at her wondering why she had such a large shirt. Neither her nor Peter were large enough to wear a shirt like that. She noticed the suspicious look that crossed Otto's face.

"Don't worry, Yeah it's not mine. It's one of my girlfriends' shirt. You'll get a chance to meet her. You and her actually have a lot in common." MJ replied.

"She sounds to me a handful…" Otto remarked. MJ smiled noticing that Otto's normal sarcasm was returning.

"Yeah, well she is and to warn you, she's kind of followed your career and love you to death…" MJ spoke quickly. Otto stared at her.

"Come again?" Otto laughed a bit.

"Okay, here… She's obsessed with you." Otto smiled after MJ said that. MJ saw the genuine smile coming out of Otto. "Come on, let's not make tiger wait any longer. And I'm starting to get a tad a bit hunger too."

Otto smiled and hobble quietly out the door. Soon he'd be at a doctor and this whole day can just go away… Or at least that's what thought. Peter sat at the table already having most of the food out and was sitting a reading the Daily Bugle. He looked up noticing that Otto was hobbling down the stairs slowly.

"Sorry that there isn't much on food, but we really didn't know what you like to eat so there's just all sorts of stuff for you." Peter spoke. Otto smiled graciously. He was glad that Peter didn't mention the fact that he wasn't doing so well. Otto stared at all the food. His stomach lost all of the dinner, which wasn't much to begin with, and this made him hungrier. He sat slowly and looked up. He felt weird. Here sits his arch-rival and he acting like they've been friends for years. Yes he knows that Spiderman and Peter Parker are the same, but he still could get why he was being so kind.

"Can you clarify something for me? Why did you not leave me there last night?" Otto had to ask. He wasn't mad, but just terribly confused.

"I wasn't going to leave you there like that. If anyone else found you like that they might have taken advantage of the situation and might have raped you again. I've seen what that can do to someone…" Peter dropped off what he was saying. MJ picked up where he left.

"That girl that I told you about, with that shirt…" She pointed to the tee-shirt. Otto nodded. "She was also a rape victim. She came to me after it had happen for help. The only problem was that wasn't the first time that it happen to her… She didn't tell me until later." Otto's jaw hit the floor. He didn't realize that the two of them had experience with dealing with this delicate subject. Now he understood why they were cautious with what they did, but yet allowed him to act himself if need be. He sat in silence for a bit staring vacantly at his food that was before him. He was about to say something when there was a knock at the door making him jump, causing the chair he sat in, to fall to the ground.

"Tiger get the door! Otto it's okay… Calm down, nothing is going to happen honey…" MJ abruptly tried to get Otto to settle out. Otto darted out the room. Blindly looking for a room that he could hid in.

"I've got the door." Peter yelled.

TBC…

Author's Note: I want to thank Moonjava for the review that I received, I'm glad that you like it so far and I hope that you keep reading. Aside of the one reviewer, I'm there are others that are reading this story. I have a really warped mind, but I'm hoping that you all are enjoying this story. R&R… Let me know what you all think.