Chapter 18-Night of the Spider Slayer

The Next Day Friday Afternoon-Daily Bugle 3:00pm

"Then there's the parking attendants, the musician, and finally the cleaning crew…" Said the platinum blonde hair woman as she went through a list, "You do have everything taken care of right Mr. Jameson?"

J. Jonah Jameson was sitting for the past two hours listening to this young girl wearing a blouse with a pink vest over it, as well wearing orange skirt with white high heels ranting on the preparation of a charity.

"Of course…" He said extending his arms in exaggeration, right now he was bored out of his mind and with him was Robbie Robertson having a small smile on his face as he watched this young girl speak, "This isn't the first charity ball that I hosted Miss Hardy."

"Yes I understand that however…" She came up to his desk invading his personal space poking him with the spring of the pen narrowing her eyes at the older man, "This is the first one with the Hardy name in it."

Jonah leaned back crossing his arms as she continued with her say, "Now what about a photographer? Mother says we absolutely must have one."

"Yeah well…tell mother that if I spend any more money on this thing that I'll need charity."

"Jonah!" Robbie cried out he leaned in his with a hand over his mouth, "Remember that Felicia mother is an important philamperist and advertiser, besides we know of a photographer."

Jameson left eye twitched, "I hope you are not talking about Peter Parker!"

Felicia interest was piqued, she has seen on newspapers his photograph of the mysterious black suit spider who she might add look quite sexy in black, and so she chimed in, "So where is this Peter Parker and when can I meet him?"

"He left a while ago moving to Bayville, I do believe it almost been a week." Robbie stated sadly, "He was one of the best photographer to take pictures of Spider-Man however I do have another photographer in mind."

"You don't mean!" Jameson felt a headache coming on

"Yes Eddie Brock Jr." Robbie confirmed, "I know you sent him on an assignment in Bayville to keep taking pictures of Spider-Man and from what I saw he's second to none to getting the pictures good."

"He still doing it I hope or his carcass is fired!" Jameson punched a button, "Ms. Brant is Brock back yet!"

"Yes chief he just came through the door chief, he's just ciphering through pictures putting them in the drop box."

"Send him in here, I've got another job for him." A few moments went by Eddie Brock appeared in his office as Jameson explained to Felicia earlier that the charity is important to him and that he was going to get his best photographer on the job.

"You bellowed big boss."

"Brock meet Felicia Hardy, I'm giving you another assignment and…"

"Ah come on Jameson I'm already chasing Spider-Man everywhere he goes in Bayville, now you want to give another one?" He flopped his arms

"Another attitude like that and you'll find yourself without a job by tomorrow morning." Eddie swallowed, "Now Miss Hardy mother is sponsoring a charity at the Hardy Foundation while I host it. I want you there at 8:00pm I expect you to be there taking quality pictures since you are all I got."

"Right…" Eddie saluted, "I won't let you down sir."

Felicia nudged him, "From what Mr. Jameson said you're his best photographer after a Peter Parker."

"He did?" Eddie looked at his employer with an amused look

"Just be there Brock or else." Jonah muttered under his breath


Bayville Parker Resident

Peter paced back and forth in his unpacked finished bedroom yesterday was his first face to face meeting with Charles Xavier and he confronted him about his 'manifesting' powers, yes he got the speech about mutants and what they were, etc. Charles asked Peter if he was willing to go to the Mansion to meet the others like himself…he chuckled to himself he already meet everything one of them as Spider-Man…despite that he said that he would think about it for a few days.

That wasn't his problem, his real problem was that if he was going to be at the mansion he would have to show his Aunt his powers including his roommate.

'Wait! Hold on! Time out!' The symbiote exclaimed in his head, 'You are not seriously going to show us in front of that woman are you? Remember what I told you the day we've met Mystique, she will not understand and fear us.'

'That woman is my Aunt May and of course I am. You knew from day one what would happen if we happen to cross Charles Xavier that he was going to ask to join the instituted and I'm sure that if we explain the situation she could tolerate you.'

'Hello?'

'I don't like it.' It growled, 'Let me tell you something Parker when it comes to my species we are a conquering, predatory race of amorphous aliens that bond to a host and parasitically feed off their emotions and bodies.'

'Is that what you are doing to me?'

'No…well yes I need energy to survive or I die however…' It sensed that Peter was panicking, "I was identified as deranged by the others of my race because I sought to form a single, strong, symbiotic bond with my host, rather than using them as chattel.'

'Okay you almost gave me a heart attack there, so instead of leaving me dry as a raisin what are you planning with me? What kind of energy do you need?'

If the symbiote had eyes it would be rolling it right now at the first comment, 'As I mentioned before I want to improve your life not use you as chattel consider this a relationship of mutual benefits, you scratch my back I scratch yours as you humans put it. I just want to bond with you…'

Peter asked out loud, "What happens if we bond?"

'You didn't need to do that out loud fool, between the contact and the full bonding between a symbiote and its host are 48 hours and we've been together for almost a week which means the bond can grow stronger yet I will need steady supply of phenethylamine.'

Peter froze phenethylamine was located in two places one the brain, 'You need to eat brains!'

'Yeessss…'

'Eww…I think you could use chocolate…'

'Chocolate? I will try this chocolate you speak of and if I don't like it I will need brain.'

'Again gross…so answer the question.'

' Now since we are bonded and we will continue to bond this is what will happen, I will control the actions of my hosts at a certain point as you saw and fought the Hellfire Club but that was only minor. Symbiotes that have fully bonded with their hosts have a more biologically complex symbiosis with their hosts, and can share thoughts and memories with them. I have genetic memory, and I can read the memories of others by absorbing chunks of their material.'

'Sounds helpful.'

'It is Symbiotes tend to be dense, and can absorb even the force of bullets before they reach their hosts.'

'Now that could come in handy in gun fight you won't believe however gunfights I've been through.' Peter winces at the memory

'I know we can also share memories. As well all symbiotes have the ability to form tendril-like pseudopods. I can form weak tendrils to trap foes and I can form shields from my constituent matter to protect and finally I have the ability to process unbreathable gases when the host normally cannot breathe for example, you can breathe in water.'

Peter whistled, 'Alright now I can definitely live with that, anything else? By the way what is your name because calling you roomy or symbi is getting annoying.'

'I have no name however before I bonded with you I use to have teeth from a previous host and venom spewed from them, so you can call me Venom.'

'What?'

'I think I'll call you Sym.'

Before another response was formed Aunt May knocked on the door, "Peter?"

"Speaking of whom…" He said quietly, "Yes?"

"You got a call from that nice April girl. She says it's important and about a job on the Daily Globe."

"Huh…Alright I will be right down."

"Okay hurry the phone is in kitchen…"

'We'll continue this conversation some other time.'

'Agreed…'


A few moments later

Peter went downstairs picked it up, "Hello…yeah it's me…Really? Are you serious an internship…Awesome so I'll just be taking picture's at the Hardy Foundation charity and then handing them in on Saturday morning…that's great…what time do I…8:00 pm sharp…got it…see you there…Tux got it…bye…"

Aunt May was preparing a small snack for them to enjoy in there now finished kitchen, actually the house took a few days to get finished with unpacking and thanks to a lot of the neighbors they finished at 2:30 in the afternoon but it did take a few days.

"What was that about dear?" She asked placing the tray of brownies with a tea pot and two pots on the counter table

'This is cannot be a coincidence.' He thought, "It was April calling me, telling actually about an internship for Daily Globe and if I produce quality work I get the job on the spot and I get to work with April."

"That wonderful news dear, so where are you going to take pictures?"

"At the Hardy Foundation apparently there is a charity going on tonight and some of the journalist from the Globe are going but I'll have to take a bus to be there about 7 in the night." He commented after taking a bite out of the brownie

"Oh okay I thought it would be taking more pictures of Spider-Man seriously Peter I do worry about you getting those pictures and you getting hurt out there when you are chasing a man in black spandex outfit."

Peter chuckled nervously as he devoured his brownie, Sym as he called the symbiote now had a strong craving with this chocolate dessert so he demanded more. Peter took another one then devoured that one as well

"Yeah about that…"

"Peter don't tell me that you are going to take more pictures of him, you know how worried I get when you're in constant danger." May said she took a sip of her tea, "I still don't know how you even take those pictures."

'It's now or never Parker…and remember what I said.' Sym growled

"Aunt May I have something to tell you…"

"What is it dear?" She asked taking another sip of her tea

"I'm….well…" How could he put his gently as he could, Aunt May maybe in her mid-60's still be able to take care of herself for the moment however that still didn't mean that she was ready for the bombshell that her only nephew was NYC wall crawling vigilante. He remembered the day she took the news of Uncle Ben death it hit her pretty hard, how would she react to this was unknown.

'I'm Spider-Man…' He said in his head, "I'm getting paid $350.00 for every picture I take of Spider-Man."

She looked at him for moment or two. Did she just hear that her nephew was getting paid more than he was getting paid at the Bugle? Surely she heard him wrong. Aunt May was stunned for a bit biting her lips she stared at her nephew for the longest of time.

Peter could swear he was sweating bullets that is until she broke into a laughter, "Now what would a child like you do with a couple of hundred dollars Peter?"

Peter gave that look, May responded with her own, "Mr. Parker I can fully take care of myself despite my old age I'm not this helpless little girl."

"I know, I know but I just worry about you." He said coming up to his aunt hugging her. She returned the hug kissing his head, "You're the only family I have left."

"Don't worry kiddo we'll make it through somehow." She said


Oscorp Labs Bayville

Mechanical arms moved about the black widow, Osborn watched as smoke rose from the armor of the robot. The older Smythe spoke interrupting Osborn gaze at the finishing touches.

"That acid is the only thing that can penetrate the armor of the Black Widow."

Osborne turned facing him, "We're almost ready I can taste that formula already. Need I need to remind you Spencer I want every done strictly by the book." He looked at his watch, "I need to go so I intended you to trust me completely."

With that he turned and left the two Smythe alone in their thoughts. Once he was at a distance away from listening ears he pulled out his phone and dialed a number when the end receiver picked up he said, "Black Widow is ready…No not at all…I assure you that the Black Widow can neutralize all of Spider-Man's powers…" He smirked, "You don't have a thing to worry about…" Soon his face went dark, "The debt will paid in full as of tomorrow I swear it. Besides even if Spider-Man is destroyed or Oscorp is handed to you, you win. Yes I understand…Goodbye…"


That night Hardy Foundation Charity Ball

"Doesn't your dad usually come to these things Osborn?" Asked Gwen, as the music was in the air with light conversation around the massive dining room. She was wearing a blue dress with short sleeves that barely touched her shoulders. Along with the blue dress she was with make up on also wearing black heels.

"Well you know him when work calls nothing stops him from going at it even like these." Harry said with a sigh, "Beside I borrowed his ticket he said something about a big project at the factory tonight."

"Really?" Asked Mary Jane who was Harry date for the night also wearing a dress that looked like Japanese Kimono with the exception of a sash tied around her waist it was loosely looped around her two arms, her hair was tied in a bun, she was another one who wore make up and matching red heels, "What kind of project is he working on?"

"He didn't say."

"Well he sure missing one heck of a party if you know what I mean." Flash said as well as the other male guest had to wear either a suit or tuxedo, he was stuffing his face on a hero. Unfortunately for Gwen her date was Flash Thompson since Peter was not here she had to settle for him. She missed Peter so much it barely been a week and she misses dearly, even Mary Jane and Harry were still trying to get over the fact that their best friend was gone.

"Come enough talk about works it's a party live a little." Felicia came up to Harry giving a kiss on the cheek, "Harry it's good to see you again."

"Felicia you look lovely as ever." That earned him a jab in his ribs by the red head girl, "MJ allow me to introduce you to Felicia Hardy daughter of Anastasia Hardy, Felicia my date for tonight Mary Jane Watson."

"Pleasure Miss Hardy."

"Same to you Miss Watson…" She said evenly

Both girls eyed each other giving one another the look to say 'as if' Gwen could have sworn that a fight was going to break out but instead they gave each other fake smiles. Gwen sighed as turned to face the other way she scanned the area to see familiar faces she didn't recognize most of them save for Tony Stark of Stark Industry, and the Fantastic Four whom were roaming about, heck even Dr. Connors was here with his wife within the sea of people.

She continued to scan the peoples that are in the room when a familiar brown haired teenager was spotted halfway across the room. She blinked really quickly to make sure he wasn't an illusion; she stared at him for the longest of time as he chuckled.

"No way…No freaking way…" Gwen had smile on her face

The four teenagers looked at her, and then gazed to the direction that she was looking at the three teenagers were stunned, Felicia was licking her lips as she saw this young man in a really expensive Tuxedo.

"Peter." Gwen then looked at him, 'Damn he looks fine in that tux…Oh my gosh how I missed him.'

"Well look what the cat dragged in." Flash was not amused, "Puny Parker…I wonder who his date is tonight."

Peter had date tonight one his left was April Maye who was dying to get a word from the famous people. "Isn't it incredible just like I told you Peter."

"Yup unfortunately I thought this place would be a lot bigger than what you said, yet it's still impressive."

"And here I thought you would enjoy being with the rich and famous and taking their pictures and drooling at their feet." April shrugged, "I guess you live under a rock."

"Hmph, please I not about to be to be a kiss up to anyone especially to stuck-up people." Peter said loud enough for the both of them to hear then he whispered in her, "Beside these rich folks are so stuck up that they got a stick up their…"

"Peter!" April couldn't help but stifle a laugh as smacked him, "Be nice we are at charity and not to mention you're here on an internship with Daily Globe so quality work Mr. Parker is what I'' be excepting from you."

Peter was about to retaliate when they bumped into someone, "Pardon me sir."

The person turned around to reveal Jolly Jonah Jameson, "Parker!"

"Mr. Jameson." He said awkwardly, "Nice to see you again."

"Can't say the same for you Parker, I wasn't excepting you to be here and especially at the Hardy foundation." Jameson narrowed eyes, "Still taking pictures of that masked menace, I'm telling you he's nothing but trouble he isn't a real hero like cop, fireman, or paramedic."

Peter eyes narrowed as growl escaped from his throat, April looked worriedly at the former Daily Bugle employee, as Jameson continued, "I swear on life that I will expose that wall crawling so called hero as the menace that he truly is."

"Just what exactly is your problem with Spider-Man, Mr. Jameson?" Peter growled, "All he's doing is saving civilian lives that are in danger when the cops, firefighters or even can't do jack squat in peril situation. Tell me wasn't it true that Spider-Man save your son from the space ship that fell into the river!"

With the loudness of his voice all eyes turned to the conflict that was ensuing even the music stopped playing, his high school friends were a bit surprised at his attitude as they tried to make their way towards him.

Felicia had a look that said 'Hubba, hubba', 'Feisty one…just the way I like them…'

Jameson looked around uncomfortably at the unwanted attention, however he wasn't about to let an ex-employee walk over him so he defended his case, "Want to know my problem is Parker with Spider-Man! I am always being thwarted, embarrassed, and frustrated by him! Not a second goes by when I just want to see that man put behind bars, he's really an egomaniac a neurotic troublemaker, always flaunting his powers around before the ordinary citizens whom he despises! For all we know, he himself provokes these criminals whom he later defeats!"

Peter was doing the best he could to control his rage but the symbiote was feeding off the rage and provoking him to punch the Editor in chief of the Daily Bugle for making a mockery of him.

"I hate that costumed freak more than I've hated anyone before! I'll never be content while he free and I will one day expose him for the criminal he really is and with the help of Eddie Brock your replacement I'll show the world what that mask miscreant truly is a menace! He's a vigilante, he thinks himself high above of the law what is he a judge, jury, executioner? He's no cop nor a fireman he's nobody, those people who risk their lives every day those are true heroes what do you say to that Parker?"

If this was the old Peter Parker he would have let it go but that Parker is gone, "What a hero's Mr. Jameson? Let me give a definition of a hero for that pea brain of yours, a hero is a man or woman of distinguished courage or ability, admired for his/her brave deeds and noble qualities, a person who in the opinion of others has heroic qualities or has performed a heroic act and is regarded as a model or ideal. Now here my definition J. Jonah Jameson of a hero; that is a person who will risk everything that they have in order to preserve the life of others I was once told that with great power come great responsibility and from what I've seen Spider-Man do he has been using his gifts to help the fair people of New York City because cops can't be everywhere at once to stop everything."

Peter glared at his former boss, "But does this selfish less man get a thank you from the mayor of this city or from anyone else that he saves to be exact no! He does not! Instead he being treated worse than trash and you Jolly Jonah you are just jealous because you aren't even half the man that he is. You have your head stuck so far up your ass that you let a little thing like jealously get the better because you can't do the things that he can. You're just a greedy, selfish man who has no self-respect for himself, and about your replacement I'm twice the photographer he ever going to be so chew on that when you're at the office old man!"

The room was stunned silent at the outburst Jameson swallowed hardly, he face was red with fury but he didn't say another word and left. Peter felt like burden was lifted off his shoulder he just insulted his former boss and it felt good to get this thing off his chest.

Soon the music came to life people chatted lightly about what had happened a seconds ago, soon agreed with Jameson but others the majority agreed with Peter. April was left with her mouth as she looked at Peter in bewilderment and amazement, "Wow that was…I can't describe it…I…I mean…wow…"

"Wow Parker gotten a back bone." Flash said

"It's about time he stood up to his former boss though I didn't know he had the nerves to do it." Harry blinked

"Who is he and what has he done to geeky Peter Parker?" Mary Jane asked

"Well what are standing around here for, let's go say hello." Gwen said. Harry was about to follow the girls when Flash held him back, "Hey I have an idea, follow me."

Harry sighed whatever Flash was scheming it was going to lead to trouble.

Peter finally calmed down and looked apologetic towards April, "Sorry you had to see that side of me tonight."

"Don't worry about I mean I completely agree with you I mean I didn't think you would have the balls to say that to your former boss."

"Yeah once word reaches Mr. Cavil on how I just humiliated my boss in front a bunch of people I not going to get the job."

"You might want to start begging for forgiveness" April said looking over his shoulders

"Why?"

"Oh Mr. Parker."

Peter knew that voice and cringed when he saw Mr. Cavil the Editor in chief of the Daily Globe coming up to him with a drink in hand, his life as he knew it was over.

"Y-y-yes…"

Instead of Mr. Cavil saying that he was not going to get the job, he was glad that Jameson was told the truth about heroes like Spider-Man, he goes on to explain the city needs more people like him and that Peter was right and Jameson could always get tunneled vision and not see the bigger picture. Though he did leave Peter with a warning for the next time not to lose his temper, Peter was glad and when they finished conversing. He turned to face April yet she was nowhere in sight and when he did spot here she was talking with Tony Stark.

Peter sighed to himself wishing he had something to do. He wish was granted when a tap on his shoulder was felt and suddenly four pairs of arms embraced him.

"We missed me Peter." Peter beamed as they arms let him go, he was happy to Mary Jane and Gwen.

"So where Harry?"

They were about to respond when another voice chimed in, "Is this private gathering or can anyone join? So what might your name be handsome?"


Meanwhile outside

Overhead in the silent night sky of NYC was a seeker going about trying to find Spider-Man on the command of Spencer Smythe in hopes of spotting him for the robot known as the Black Widow to capture him.

Down below were two males unaware of the danger to come; "Parker is going to graveling at my feet once he gets a load of this."

Harry couldn't help but chuckle, "Looking good Flash, you look like your big hero."

Flash said as he donned the red and blue spider suit that is, "I better I paid enough for the frad party, you know."

"So what will you think Peter will do when he sees you in it?" Harry asked putting a finger underneath his chin thinking the reaction his best friend might make.

"Don't know yet." Flash pulled the mask over his head; "Just don't stand to close to me when he does it."

Overhead a seeker flew around the corner stopping midflight zooming in at the last location 'Spider-Man' was seen.

Oscorp Labs

"Got him he's at 39th and 2nd." Spencer scratched his head, "Though it appears that he switched costumes, interesting."

"I don't care if he switched or not Spencer I want that insect caught." Norman bellowed, "Now!"

Spencer operated the controls to the Black Widow; with the rockets firing up the robot spider was sent to collective its prey.


LXD: Longest chapter I had to write thus far. My goodness 10 pages going on to 11, but I'm not complaining anyway hopefully you enjoyed Chapter 18 because I'm about to hit the sack. School has started again so we shall see how that goes with the updating. Comment, rate, subscribe…till the next

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