Act 3
Miles was currently asleep, drifting through a dark space until he woke up in a colorless era. "Where am I?" Miles asked himself as he got out of bed and looked around. Suddenly the door opened and his mother walked in, telling him to get up. Miles immediately jumped toward her and gave her a hug. He didn't know how she was here, how she was alive, he didn't even know how she died. Then with that realization Miles paused. How was his mother alive? How did she die? His mother could see the look of confusion on his face and tried to comfort Miles. Miles bolted away before bumping into a wall, making a bunch of his drawings fall on the floor in front of him. Drawings of a big black monster. Drawings that would suddenly reach for and grab him as he looked to see his mothers face change into something monstrous.
Miles' eyes widened with realization as he suddenly remembered how his mother died. Venom grabbed her as Miles was fighting him. Miles was able to use his venom blast to split venom apart. The cops weren't paying attention though. They brought their guns in and shot at the man in the symbiote, who ended up just being another evil scientist. His mother was killed by a stray bullet from a cop just because of another evil scientist. Miles remembered and opened his eyes, now in the moment he was just forced to relive. "You got her killed...but we didn't kill her." Miles' message was finished by a dark gravely voice, a shadow with white glowing eyes. "We only wanted to see you. To be with you. And they tried to stop us. They are to blame for your mother's death. The law." Venom said as he spoke to Miles who was now sweating, taking in the fact that Venom wasn't wrong. "What do you want...To strengthen you. To make you become what you were always meant to be. It is what we wanted with the original Spider-Man who rejected us...I wonder why he left...Because we didn't share the same values Peter Parker didn't see the value in us... He saw the humans in his life superior, much like you and that schizophrenic... Don't call her that...Are we wrong...Yes. Maybe. Don't call her that. We will when she proves she's otherwise...if she proves otherwise. Shut up...why? All she does is cut herself when she doesn't get her way to make herself feel better. Hmm. Maybe she isn't a schizophrenic. Just a masochist...Shut Up!" Miles shouted, causing his body to jolt. "Hrrn. You really love this meatbag...this Fleshlight...perhaps we need to do what was done with Parker and rid you of one you love." Venom snarled as he took full control of Miles' body and began acting hostile toward Gwen while Miles was powerless to watch, struggling to break free, he thought of Gwen the whole time. How he failed her, how the symbiote influenced how he treated her. He was losing all hope until a bright light suddenly caught him in the eyes. That light was Gwen Stacy, and she was in trouble. Miles jumped out of the black goo that controlled her and reached out to grab Gwen, and he caught her.