Well, I Hope you guys enjoy this! School has just started, so yeah. I'll be a little... later updates than normal.

Many people thought that Cletus didn't have morals. They might have been right, sometimes.

His were just twisted, warped.

Kill anybody who brakes laws but him and his simbiote.

Which was why, Spiderman and his new Rag-Tag team interested him. They broke the law - every day. Yet they were praised. Praised.

Tutting, he looked around his… establishment - although they were barely liveable conditions for a normal human, here, he thrived.

Looking at the long dark street from the sewer gate, he grinned, making those pointed, white, teeth drop with spit.

There was his pray - that girl.

She didn't have a choice to do what she did, her mother was easing her way of drugs and her father was in no condition to work after a work accident. She dared not tell them where she got the money, but as long as it was enough until her father could go back to work, it'll do.

Sighing, the girl tossed her hair over her shoulder, shivering. People did this every night? How was that possible? The clothes were way to revealing, she couldn't stand it - as if that wasn't bad enough, she was freezing, wanted to pull on a nice warm jacket and have a mug of coco. She felt the hidden pocket in her short skirt which held nothing but a small piece of paper telling everybody why she had chosen this path. She knew the risks.

"Hello Darling" Cletus's voice rung out, his voice sounding like he normally did, not covered by the red sludge.

The girl straightened, before putting on a fake smile "Hello, Handsome? Where are you?"

"Oh, not far away" He whispered in her from behind her, making her jump and spin around.

"What do you want, Handsome?"

"Not much" He said, he was still obscured from view "I want to know what you are doing here - a lovely lady like yourself."

"Whatever you want, Darling."
"I know what I want."

"I'm two hundr-"

"I don't want you."

The girl paused "Are you going to help me?"

"In a sense."

She girl scrunched her eyebrows, before backing away slightly. This was creepy. It wasn't right.

"W-What do you mean?"

He laughed, before stepping forward, the girl opened her mouth to scream - to get away from the mad man she had seen in the paper.

Peter sat at home. There wasn't much to do. It was a Saturday, his home work was done and there wasn't any villain activity.

"Peter!" Aunt May shouted "I'm home!"

Getting up and making his way downstairs to greet his aunt who had come home from being at the Theatre with Miss Watson.

"How was is, Aunt May?"

"Oh, it was rather good Peter. Here, I picked this up for you."

She handed the Daily Bugle to him, which he held with his left hand.

"Thanks Aunt May."

"Welcome, Peter. Well, I better be going to bed."

Peter nodded, planting a kiss on her cheek before she walked up the stairs to get ready for bed.

Peter's face formed into a scowl as he looked at the Paper. But it wasn't because of the normal front page 'Spiderman Sucks'. No.

He quickly opened it, scanning the pages. What he was looking for was on a much closer page than what he though was signified last week.

'Murder on a street Corner!'

A young girl was found a few days ago in the suburbs. Her name will not be released.

The girl was forced to turn to prostitution to care for her family, after her mother was going through Rehab and her father was a unfortunately hurt in a work accident.

Found at 06:34 on Tuesday, the girl appears to have been murdered by both blunt and sharp objects, although it is unknown what has caused these wounds.

She appears to have been dragged from the street corner into a alleyway nearby, where she was found by a young male.

"It was horrific! She was bent in wrong ways and broken it places I didn't know could be broken. Then there was the writing… the writing."

The 'writing' the man is talking about, is the red letters splayed on the wall, reading the word 'Carnage'. It is unknown what this signifies.

This wasn't what Peter was used to, but this is what he was looking for. He could tell what this was, call it a hunch, but he knew the way the simbiote thought - he was wearing it first after all.

Biting his lip, Peter looked up at the stairs, this… this thing put Aunt May in danger, it put everything, everyone, in danger. Gwen, MJ, Liz, Felicia, Harry.

Banging his head onto the kitchen table, he groaned. Venom and Carnage. They had attacked the school, but this one… it bonded to somebody insane. It affected it.

Rolling up the paper, he held it in his hand, walking back upstairs. Police wouldn't be able to deal with this, no matter if they thought they could.

This wasn't something they knew how to fight.

It wasn't just a crook. It was a blood thirsty alien that didn't care for anything - maybe except it's host.

Tossing the paper into a draw, he flopped onto bed.

"Well, time to explain to the girls."

Peter Parker walked into the school gates, the girls had swung ahead of him this morning - but that didn't really worry him, it used to, but now… it was fine.

Looking around the crowed, his face set when he saw his friends talking in a almost empty area of the courtyard.

Walking over, he looked at the clock, grinning a small grin when he saw he had ten minutes till the bell sounded.

"Guys," He said, approaching them "We need to talk."

Everybody looked at him, frowning.

"What about?" Harry asked, eyebrows furrowing.

Peter sighed "You know that… murder that was in the paper?"
Everybody nodded, it had been everywhere.

"I think I know who did it…"

Everybody looked at me.

Again, he sighed "You know that insane guy who escaped last week?"
Gwen nodded "My dad was suspicions of him, but there isn't any evidence."

"There is."

They all looked surprised at that and all raised eyebrows "What?"

"Ooze. That was the clue. You remember that simbiote with Venom?"

"Venom…" Felicia nodded "What was he called?"
Shaking his head, he removed the bugle from his bag "Carnage."

Eyes widened and they looked at the paper.

"Oh."

Taking the paper and rolling it up again, he placed it back into his bag "We have some work to do."
Harry crossed his arms "I want to help - and I will. Understand?"

Peter glanced at him "Goblin working with Spiders and Cat? Wow, Bugle would have a field day."

Harry smiled somewhat "Not if the Goblin doesn't turn up. I'll make somebody new."
Peter smiled.

I hope you enjoyed this!

Review Replies

Superminion - OK, that is a art - forcing yourself to stop rambling. Nice Answer.

Owl - You always do that grin. So, yeah. Ok , not only could I imagine you saying that, I would pay to.

Best Answer: Owl - What would I do? Well, first, before I called him "pirate dude" I would have let him know that I was insane and to expect stupid names.

OK, that was clever.

Extra Snazzy BONUS Question: What should I call Harry's new character?

Best Answer Next Chapter!

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