AN: This chapter was heavily edited. Not for content really, more for artistic direction. The original plan was to have really just a violent section with lots of dynamic action, but then i decided for the minimalist approach for the action and decided that it would be more interesting to look at what Flash was dealing with as he went through this chapter.

Chapter 5

The power of the Symbiote was distinct. When Flash exercised, he felt power come from his major muscle groups, his lungs and his diaphragm. It was the same in combat. When the Symbiote took control though, the power that Flash felt came from the stomach and heart. He didn't know why, or how it worked, but it felt good to let his body take a break and let other instincts take over.

Flash felt the alien creature begin to shift and expand its mass as it redistributed weight. The feeling of the skin tight suit got heavier, but Flash also felt stronger. The muscles in his thighs, arms, and chest felt the need to move or they would explode. He could feel the claws at the end of his hands and the fangs in his jaw. These new bodily weapons tingled with energy.

The Symbiote sent the new senses that it was experiencing back to Flashes body. From his perspective, Flash felt taller looking through new eyes, his body felt bigger, senses stronger. The only emotions of The Symbiote were also more palpable. Flash felt the rage and the hunger for violence that didn't stem from his own anger, but from some primal drive the alien suit had.

Venom could hear the ULTIMATUM soldiers outside of the arms room and he looked back to Valkyrie still lying on the ground. Then all of the anger that Flash knew was his came to the fore front of his mind.

"RWAAAAAAARRRRRRRR" Venom roared so deeply that it reverberated throughout the room and down the hallway.

The ULTIMATIUM minions heard it from outside. Several of them gulped in fear. Carnage had been killing many of their comrades since he escaped into the facility. Now it was obvious that another Symbiote was about to tear through their ranks. And Venom was known to be much more dangerous than Carnage. Carnage took pleasure in random violence and destruction, whereas Venom targeted people with very extreme prejudice.

From inside the armory, Venom walked up to the door he had been closed for cover. He sunk his claws in between the door and the frame, and ripped the whole door off the hinges. He then hurled the steel reinforced security door down the hall. The soldiers dressed in white dove for cover from the massive size of scrap sailed past them.

"RWAAAAAAARRRRRR. DIEEEEEEEEE" Venom roared.

The terrorists began to shoot whatever they were armed with. Assault rifles, machine guns, shotgun, and the odd alien weapon were discharged in his direction, but Venom didn't really mind. The bullets and buckshot from the man made firearms just bounced of his suit. The few alien weapons that ULTIMATUM had didn't utilize sonic vibrations or thermal energy, so they couldn't do any real damage. Venom would easily kill these men though.

Starting with a man who had re-armed himself with one of the PKP's that were used earlier, Venom launched a tentacle from his suit, grabbing his first victim. He pulled the soon-to-be-dead man into the arms room, and grabbed his whole head in his fist. With super powered strength, he slammed him into the ground, crushing his skull and killing him.

The kill felt good. Venom jumped out of the room and continued his rampage, thinking about his whole life he had been taught to use violence as a solution.

Venom ripped out a man's throat.

Flash was six years old. He had been in a fight with a neighborhood kid and gotten his ass kicked. When he walked back into his house, his dad was drunk and yelled at him.

"Hit him harder next time." His old man yelled.

Next time, Flash beat the kid so hard he broke his nose and needed stiches.

Venom threw the next ULTIMATUM man into the wall, hearing the cracking of bones and plaster.

Flash was sixteen. It was a football game. He was the quarterback, and had to run the ball but had been stopped in his tracks by the other team's defensive line.

"Thomson. Be aggressive. Be violent." Shouted his coach from the sidelines. "Run their asses over and get on the board."

The next play Flash didn't even look for a receiver. He just ran through his own offensive line and the opposing defense. Knocked three guys to the ground shoulder charging his way though and made it to the end zone.

Venom grabbed a man's weapon, ripping it out of his hand and then snapped the man neck.

Flash was eighteen. It was the summer after he graduated and his was at Fort Benning, Georgia for basic training in the Army. He was doing push-ups in the sand as it rained down hard.

"What makes the grass grow green Privates?" The Drill Sergeant asked the fifty filthy and wet privates.

"BLOOD, BLOOD, BLOOD!" Flash and the others shouted back.

"Whose blood?" The Drill Sergeant asked.

"THE ENEMIES!"

"That's right. Now keep pushing."

When he was deployed, Flash fought the enemy. He lost his legs, but he had killed the enemy and saved his team.

Venom stomped down a man's knee, breaking it. He then pulled the pin on a grenade that was on the man vest. Venom threw the man into group of others. The resulting explosion left a pulpy red mess of broken and bloody bodies.

"RWAAAAARRRRRR!" Venom roared again.

The few remaining ULTIMATUM soldiers were fleeing as fast as they could. Wildly aimed shots didn't even get close to hitting Venom. They were no longer a threat. He needed to make sure that Valkyrie was okay.

'Kill them.' The Symbiote said.

'Later.' Flash stated with determination.

'Now.'

'No.' Flash stated once more.

'I can feel you. The violence. You liked it.'

Flash knew the alien was right to a degree. The combination of adrenaline, combat, and defeating an enemy was a high that was hard to beat short of orgasm.

'Yes I did.' Flash acknowledged.

'We're so alike. We'll enjoy it.'

'No. We're not that much alike.' Flash shouted in his head. 'You're violent by your nature. I use violence as a tool. To win. To keep people safe. We're checking on Valkyrie. Remember our agreement.'

Flash knew the best way to argue against The Symbiote was to use terms like 'us', 'we', and 'our'. They reminded The Symbiote that it was bonded to Flash, not the other way around.

'Give control back to me.' Flash ordered, trying to imitate his old Drill Sergeant.

He felt the Symbiote relent, and his body returned to normal. The energy passed. But so did the single minded bloodlust. It was replaced with concern for the blonde, Asgardian warrior in the arms room. Venom Ran back to her to provide medical care so they could continue with the mission.

Carnage could feel him, Venom. He could feel the anger and the rage. He could hear the screams from the last of the ULTIMATUM soldiers that were still in the facility.

"HAHAHAHA! We are very much looking forward to seeing you Venom." Carnage cackled.

AN: So what did you all think? I hope you enjoyed it. I know it's a little shorter than usual, but if I added stuff from the next chapter, the pacing would be weird.