A Different Path, A Different Life
Doctors, Psychopaths, and Decisions
Sorry it took so long, guys, but the next chapter is finally up! Please review! Constructive criticism is very welcome, and if you have any questions or ideas, let me know. Thank you to NyctoScoto for being my first reviewer!
This story will follow Spiderman: The Animated Series somewhat with my own twists and turns added.
Ravencroft Sanitarium
Eddie POV
"I wanted to be a warrior. Fighting injustice. Fighting for the innocent people. I guess that's why I became a journalist." I told the doctor sitting next to me. "When the alien symbiote joined with me, we could do anything we wanted! But first we had to destroy Spiderman for all that he had done to us! But now there's no more us, only me. And I'm stuck in this cell, so the only thing I can do is wait for my other half to rejoin me so we can become Venom once more."
"Not we, Eddie. This Venom thing never existed. It's just a stress-related delusion brought on by Spiderman's terrible persecution of you." Dr. Kafka replied, shaking her head. I tried to ignore the tiny tinge of fear that my beloved symbiote WAS only a delusion and that I was truly alone. I pushed the fear away as soon as it appeared. I knew better than that. I was just letting her get to me.
"He persecuted me all right!" I cried angrily. "He made me lose my job, my health, my apartment, my symbiote…" My voice lowered at my last two words, and I wondered, not for the first time, if my symbiote was okay, if he was injured, if he was… No! He couldn't be! I'd know if he was! "Not to mention what he did to the symbiote. He nearly cost him his life. I hate that slimy little.." "Hatred's not the answer, Eddie. You have so much potential and together we're going to help you get through this." Dr. Kafka told me as she got up to leave. "Our time's up, Eddie. We'll continue this tomorrow."
Just as she was leaving, two officers came by, leading a crazy-looking guy with red hair. "This place is a dump." he said in a voice that reminded me of the Joker from those Batman cartoons I used to watch as a kid. "No pool, no stereo, and weirdoes everywhere you look!" He leaned toward Dr. Kafka. "Aren't you gonna give me some therapy, beautiful lady?!" Yep, definitely crazy. She just ignored him, told me good night, and shut my cell door. "Aren't you gonna give me a goodnight kiss? Or are you afraid I'm gonna BITE?!" Even though I wasn't that fond of Dr. Kafka, I wasn't going to let him talk to a lady like that. "Hey, you!" I yelled. "Shut up!" Wow. If(When!) my symbiote re-bonds with me, we're going to have to work on our witty banter. "Hey man! I'd eat you for breakfast!" he called back, still in that creepy Joker voice. "Oh yeah?! I'd give you indigestion!" I retorted. Yet another original witticism from the mind of Edward Brock…
As I lay in my cell that night, I thought over what Dr. Kafka had said. Hatred is not the answer, Eddie. You have so much potential. I may never forgive Spiderman for what he did to us, but where had hatred and trying to get revenge gotten us? Me, stuck in a cell next to a psychopath, and my symbiote… I didn't know. If(When!) we re-bond, I'll ask the symbiote what he thinks. He is the one Spiderman hurt the worst.
Somewhere, Madam Web smiled. Eddie Brock and the symbiote did not know it yet, but they had changed fate.
In another dimension , Baron Mordo and Dormammo seethed. Eddie Brock and the symbiote had upset their carefully laid plans. They'd have to make changes fast if they wanted to get Dormammo to Earth.
Hope you guys liked this chapter! I won't know if you did or not unless you review! Next chapter will have the happy reunion of Eddie and the symbiote!