June 13th, 2007
I fought that Carnage thing again today.
Ick.
I'm not really scared anymore. I mean, don't get me wrong--it's one of the scaries, most merciless things I've ever seen. But you have to forget to be afraid. Otherwise, it'll get the best of you.
Venom and I, after a long conversation of rules, guidelines and exceptions, decided to work together to bring this thing down. He doesn't like it, and neither do I. That's one thing we have in common right there.
It's hard working with a guy that'll help ya one minute then try to kill ya the next.
But hell, that's the business.
I stopped this Carnage from murdering three people.
But I couldn't save the other six.
I was too slow.
And I hate myself, because I had been arguing with Venom.
I was selfish.
I didn't get there in time. And I couldn't even save most of them.
Carnage got away. Again.
God...this is one of those days...
COMMENTS:
(subj:none)
Don't beat yourself up, son. We do our job, and we don't always get there in time. There's always situations where you just weren't fast enough, strong enough, focused enough.
But then remember the times where you did get there on time. When you did save lives. When you felt the best.
These are the times you also must never forget, for these are the reasons we do what we do.
--Captain America
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(subj:Carnage)
Yeah, Webs. That thing is nasty. We don't like it. Carnage must be stopped. Our offspring is stronger, yes, quciker. But it must be stopped, and we will make sure it is stopped. We will rip its spleen from is body and snap it like a toothpick.
--Venom