77: A Black & Red Issue [03]
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– Flashback –
– Back To Chapter 04 –
Cletus Cortland Kasady had always felt left out.
He was born to a dead mother, apparently died after a few minutes of birth, and came back to life just after. It had been deemed a miracle of 'God'.
But Kasady had never believed such bullshit as Gods, he knew that they existed, but he also knew that they didn't care for men. But that wasn't the thing that made him come back to life.
No one but him knew the truth. He had died, gone to hell, and come to life in this cruel and mean fucking world.
He had seen one thing though, a man sitting on top of a throne made of skulls. He couldn't forget that, ever. Who that man was, or what he was, Kasady didn't know, but it was certain that he was a 'God'.
But Cletus didn't care about that.
He got handed to a mother who loved her fucking dog more than him, but he didn't care about that.
He killed the dog, but never got that love, Kasady didn't care for that.
Kasady's eyes fell on the woman in front of him. Her ass was bouncy, and juicy. Cletus couldn't help but think of his girl.
That one girl… he'd melted.
But even she…
Kassady sighed as he walked, eying the woman walking in front of him from time to time. He was in a public place… fuck it.
Kasady grinned like an idiot, and started acting 'suspicious'.
As expected, the woman noticed that he was following her. She panicked, but kept her cool. Cletus almost laughed, but he refrained himself, only letting a small giggle out. The woman heard it, or so he suspected, if the increase in her pace was of any indication.
She started taking turns, making sure to confirm if he really was following her. She didn't ask for help from anyone.
How cliché; Cletus did chuckle this time.
And the woman panicked.
They were already in a desolate place, and it appeared that she noticed that she'd roamed to a lonely place.
Aww.
Cletus almost felt bad for her as she started running.
He let her do so.
After all, she was running into an alley since her mind wasn't working properly.
It didn't take long for her to reach a stop.
And Cletus didn't let her run anymore.
She was beautiful, but surely not as beautiful as his girl… his Frances.
Ahhh. Cletus sighed, he needed to go find her.
Those were his exact thoughts as he tore the woman's clothes, smacking her tits, and flicking her cunt as she screamed for help.
Cletus' eyes formed arcs of amusement, and as he could not take it in anymore, he took out his cock, lining it against her pussy.
"NOOO! Please!" the woman sniffled. "Please don't d-do it."
Cletus gave her a sympathetic look, feeling bad for her.
…but he still pushed his cock inside her in a single thrust.
The woman stiffened, and let out a loud cry.
Cletus looked down.
…blood.
"Heh"
A chuckle.
"Hahahahaah!"
…That turned into a full-blown cackle as he started moving, ramming her hard.
Cletus' eyes arched further, and his lips twitched into a deranged smirk.
He would enjoy this to the fulles-
– Bam!
Cletus felt a hard impact on his nose bridge, and with a sickening crunch, he was hurtled back, his cock slipping out of the woman.
Cletus was feeling extreme pain, a metallic taste was slipping into his throat, going down to his stomach. He could feel it. How delightful.
The pain was immense, but he could only squirm as he enjoyed it.
But soon enough, he noticed that his brain was quite shaken, and his vision was wobbling.
W-what?
He remembered what he was doing.
Oh…
Right, where's the woman?
He questioned himself as he looked around with his eyes.
…There was no woman… there was no meal for the day. Instead, Cletus' eyes landed on the man who had punched him so out of the blue.
Why did he do that?
What did Cletus do?
He was just having a normal day!
Complaining inside his mind, Cletus tried to stand up… but he found out that he couldn't move.
Cletus saw the woman running away.
Why?
He wasn't done dammit!
Cletus groaned, glaring at the man with hate, swearing revenge.
He would kill everyone related to this man, rápe any and every woman close to him. He would do so much.
…If only he could move.
The man stared at him for a while, but ran away after a while, leaving him to his misery.
Why?
Cletus could only think.
He wasn't feeling pain anymore.
…Even the pleasure was gone.
Kasady couldn't move, his hands and legs weren't responding. Why? What happened?
Cletus didn't find the answer to that, not until the next morning when he was arrested, kind of, and brought to the hospital.
He'd panicked when he'd seen the deformed mess that was his face when he saw it for the first time.
His Frances!
How would she recognize him like this?!
Cletus had never felt the amount of rage he'd felt that day. But he could do nothing about that rage, for he couldn't move anymore. He couldn't do anything. He was, apparently, moved inside a special hospital that was for criminals. He was treated. But he never returned back to normal.
He was moved into a prison after that.
Sentenced imprisonment for life.
All of this happened because of that fucking MAN!
Cletus was so hateful he hadn't even recognized his Frances when she, apparently, came to meet him once, in prison, disguised.
Oh how much Cletus regretted that.
She had broken up with him because of that.
He'd cried when he found that out.
Why his Frances…?
Even she…?
All because of that fucking man… yes, it was all that man's fault.
If only he had not come into Cletus' life.
If only he had let Cletus have his way with that woman.
Cletus had lived the remaining days in despair. Or was it months…? Cletus didn't remember anymore. Not like he had something to determine that here in this prison.
His Frances didn't come back again.
He got a new cellmate though.
But even that bastard escaped with some sort of black suit.
Though whatever it was, it was gone, and Cletus was thankful for that. Oh, and he escaped, he wasn't going to let go of this chance. He needed to go back and make his Frances love him back again. He had seen to it; he couldn't live without her. He needed his Francis. So he would work hard to reclaim her.
Cletus tried finding her, but he couldn't. He did find one thing about himself though, apparently, he had a friend living inside him now. His other. His brother. Cletus gave in to his other, since the latter promised to help find his Frances. Ah, not his, actually, their Frances.
They named themselves Carnage.
And began their journey to find their mate, Frances.
But it seemed, to Cletus, that his brother was quite the glutton. He had to eat many heads daily so his brother could at least function properly.
Carnage could do many things, make him stronger, heal his deformed face for him so that his Frances would recognize him, give him extra hands, and so much more, but it seemed he required heads, or more specifically, brains. He needed to eat brains to keep himself full at all times so he could function properly.
So, Cletus worked hard to eat as many puny human brains as possible. This world was a fucking meanie, Cletus didn't think it would miss a few humans. While Cletus and his brother, could use their useless brains as fuel.
Everything to find their Frances.
Anyways, Cletus was jumping from building to building. Apparently, there was a green big mean monster terrorizing the New York citizens. So, as Cletus was so strong now, he decided to help the puny humans. And maybe eat the brain of the green monster, it would certainly be bigger than the others.
But it seemed it wasn't desired by the mean world.
Spider-Man, this new 'vigilante' that had popped out recently, defeated the green man before Cletus could be the hero.
How hateful.
Cletus spat and decided he would kill this man today.
But as he followed, he noticed that this puny human had some kind of… sense? Yes, something like that. He could probably sense him if he got too close. So, Cletus tried to hide his presence as much as possible.
To the point, that it seemed that Spider-Man couldn't sense him in the slightest.
Carnage followed him for a while, waiting for an opportunity.
But his world turned upside-down when Spider-Man's suit vanished inside him, similar to how Carnage would go inside him. But that wasn't the issue here.
Kasady recognized the face behind the mask.
It was the same bastard who was the reason behind Cletus' misery.
– Present –
The explosion that erupted out of Peter's body was enough to make Carnage and Venom screech as their slim-like bodies vibrated in response to the sound frequencies generated by the explosion.
Eddie and Cletus were thrown back, hitting a wall, as they were left outside; their symbiotes had retracted back into their bodies.
Meanwhile, Peter stood up from the ground. He was a bit shaken; his body was aching a little. Fucking shit. Peter cursed under his breath, and threw webs at Eddie and Cletus.
He knew that this wasn't enough to keep them at bay, not in the slightest, but it would certainly buy him some time, and that was exactly what he wanted right about now.
So, as the two groaned inside the web and the symbiotes recovered inside their bodies, Peter went ahead and ran up to Yuri. He checked her vitals, and sighed in relief that she was perfectly fine. Then, he untied her body, and checked the spell to see why he wasn't notified of this kidnapping.
Well, apparently, there was a hole in the spell, he'd look into it later. It was expected that there would be holes, he'd just used Ancient One's spell forms, the conditions that'd set the spell off, and many other kinds of stuff was Peter's. There was no doubt going to be holes, he was just annoyed with himself that he hadn't checked this before.
Anyways, Peter opened a portal to the warehouse, and pushed her inside there. He made sure she fell on the bed before casting a dome of protection around the warehouse. He didn't want anyone coming in, if anyone did, he'd be alerted.
Peter had decided, he was going to do some heavy 'renovation' and 'maintenance' of his spells on everyone he'd cast on, and many other things. He didn't want the incident with Yuri happening again now, did he?
Peter wasn't going to let this happen again. He would learn from his mistakes so that he wouldn't repeat them again, not even once.
After he was done sending Yuri inside the warehouse, Peter closed the portal, and turned around to find Carnage already out of his web. More like, Cletus has enveloped in Carnage again, it seemed that the symbiote had already recovered. Venom was doing fine himself, coming out just after.
Venom pounced at Carnage while the latter was coming toward Peter.
Peter wasn't sure why Carnage was doing this, what Cletus had against him. From what Peter knew, he had never met this man. Even if he had, he was sure that he'd have killed Cletus. The man was deranged beyond recovery.
And Peter would kill someone like that than let him roam free. Yeah, he might be a hypocrite, but he won't let that get in the way. Sure, he didn't have the best of public interests in his mind, but he wasn't that heartless. He wouldn't let innocents suffer if he could do something to prevent it.
Anyways, it was time to put a stop to this whole shit.
Lord_Kismet: Hmm, I dunno about this one. I mean, it's fine, but I'm not satisfied. Anyways, this was the first part of the Flashback, the second is in the next chapter. I didn't want to be away from Peter for a whole chapter, so I experimented a bit with this past and present thing. Share your opinions, please. And also, if you can suggest, tell me how I can improve on this end? Like, I've laid many tidbits for the future—as I did for this one back in chapter 4—in the chapters till now, and I will slowly reveal them, but I'm not sure if this is the right way.
Haah.
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