Symbiote spiderman what ifs and one shots

the suit

Peter was sitting on a gargoyle that was built into a bell tower. The City was almost dead silent as it kept on raining, this was probably the strongest and longest rainstorm that Peter has ever witnessed in his life. Peter was deep in thought as his life was changing for the worse or better, he didn't truly know. It wasn't only his life that was changing, but he was also. Peter has become more angry towards the people in his life that only want to be there for him and love him, so why is he rejecting their love towards him. This all started when he got this new black suit, and the strange thing is that he doesn't remember when he got it. It is like the suit altered his memory, he thinks he has had this suit forever, and he feels like he loves it, like it is his skin. As he kept on casting away people that wanted to be in his life, he started to only rely on his black suit. He felt like the suit was the only thing in his life that could comfort him, how its wet-warmth attached itself to his skin to calm him down and give him power. He has accepted it as his only friend, he feels like it is the only thing that understands him, no, he knows it is the only thing that understands him. That concerns him, to think that he is relying more on a suit that he doesn't even remember when he got it rather than relying on people in his life. He even has started to talk to himself when he is wearing the suit, and it is so bad that he almost wears the suit every hour in the day, he wears it when he sleeps. But he doesn't wear the suit when he is in school, but when he is separated from it, he can feel it calling to him to come back to it so it can become his skin again. And when he comes back home to go back to the suit, he strips out all of his clothes, he has started to be naked beneath it when he is wearing it. But there are many more things that concern him, like how the suit now slithers up his body to form his black suit. He remembers the first time he started to wear the suit, he had to dress himself in it. But now it has no holes in it, like it has transformed itself into a one piece of slimy-fabric. As when the suit started to slither up his body to cover him, Peter saw nothing wrong with it, he embraced it. Also what he has embraced is when he isn't wearing the suit and sees his reflection, he doesn't see his face, but rather the black suit staring at him, like it is craving for him. And sometimes he has seen a monster in his reflection, a monster that wants to devourer him whole. As the time went by, Peter didn't budge. How uncomfortable that gargoyle was to sit on, as the wind kept on trying to knock him off the gargoyle, and as the rain kept on falling onto him, Peter started to think how much he loves this suit. How the suit has made him stronger, faster, it has made him a better himself. It has only improved him, it only showed him love, it loves him also. Peter knows the suit loves him as he can feel it, or is he losing his mind. As Peter was thinking how much the suit loves him, he started to feel the raindrops that were falling onto him. Then it hit him, he doesn't feel wet. He has been up on this gargoyle for almost an hour in this heavy rain, any normal fabric would be soaked completely though, but his suit isn't even wet and he is completely dry. He feels warm and good, it's like the suit is protecting him from the rain, then he started to remember a memory. A memory that felt like he was forced to remember. The memory was about when he got home after a long day being spiderman stopping crime when it was raining. As the memory went on, he got out of his black spiderman suit, the suit was wet and he was wet, then he started to cough. He now remembered what this memory was about, it was when he was angry at himself, angry that he allowed himself to get a cold from being so long outside in the rain as spiderman. Then he remembered that he wished that his spiderman suit could protect him from the rain, keep him dry and warm when the weather was this bad. But everything was wrong, when this happened he didn't have his black suit, he was wearing his red and blue spiderman suit. This suit is changing his mind and memories so they only revolve about it, the suit wants to become him or does it want him to become it. "This....This suit! It's changing me." said Peter out loud as he dropped down from the gargoyle and landed on a balcony that led into the bell tower. As Peter landed on the balcony, he heard his thoughts speaking to him. "No, what am I doing? I wished for something and the suit granted me my wish, it only wants to be there for us, it loves me. I should leave this place and let the suit show me how much it loves me," for a moment Peter thought it was him thinking that, but it wasn't him. Was the suit trying to manipulate him to keep it. "Those weren't my thought's!" Peter shouted as he started to try and tear the suit off his body. Peter started with trying to tear his black mask from his face, but the mask didn't move, it was like the mask had melted onto his face. "Stop! What am I doing, can't I see how wrong I am? The suit wants to stay with me and improve me more, we can become something more than spiderman if i just stop fighting my suit. The suit has done nothing wrong, it is the only thing that loves me." Peter heard thoughts again in his mind. "SHUT UP!" Peter screamed at his thoughts as he fell onto his knees. "I need to see the truth, the suit has only loved me and made me better. When the evil people that I thought I could rely on only holded me back, the suit never has done that, it will never betray me as the evil people did. Why do I not ask it how much it loves me? Maybe it will change me? Why not ask if it can transform me into its true form, no longer hiding as a suit, when it can be my skin." The thoughts said to Peter. "Yessss." the thoughts said as they felt that Peter was curious about what they meant by it's true form. "I should just enjoy this and let the suit change me to their true form, give into it." as Peter heard those thoughts, he started to feel strange. Peter started to feel strong, angry, and amazing. He couldn't explain how good he felt to anyone, this is unreal, a person should not be able to feel this good. As Peter still was on his knees, he felt how his suit was transforming him into something, should he be worried about this or happy that this is happening to him. It started that the suit began to become more tighter around Peter's body, as it became his new skin. Then Peter started to become more muscular, but it wasn't really Peter that was becoming more muscular, it was the suit making Peter more threatening. Then the suit's white spider-symbol changed itself, the white spider became larger around Peter's torso, the fangs of the symbol became more threatening, and it was like the spider symbol had melted onto Peter's chest and back. "What was I thinking? When it feels this good, was I out of my mind? I can feel how much the suit loves me as it is changing me." Peter heard the thoughts in his mind as he was trying to hold himself together as his transformation was too pleasurable. Then Peter felt his hand transform, they were becoming larger and changing into razor sharp claws. Peter was enjoying this so much as the wet warmth of the suit touch was also changing, now the touch of the suit around his body felt slimy and lustful. But it was still warm in a different way. Then Peter felt himself smile beneath the suit, he wanted to scream, he never felt this way towards his suit until now. Was this love? Was this the love that he and the suit had for each other? Peter placed his now razor sharp claws onto his now muscular knees and looked up at the ceiling, then he screamed. As Peter screamed, his mask opened up into a monstrous mouth. As Peter's new mouth appeared, many razor sharp teeth came with it and a serpent like tongue came out of it with leaking saliva. The scream that came out of Peter wasn't a human scream, it sounded like something from nightmares, it was unhuman.

"Yesssss, we are now one." Peter heard in his mind as he was getting used to his new serpent tongue. "WE FEEL GREAT!" said Peter with his new voice. His new voice sounded scary, slimy, and more deeper than his original voice. As Peter stood up from the floor, he started to make slimy sounds with his new tongue. The first thing Peter did when he got onto his feet was admiring his new clawed hands, he liked how black they were now and how strong they looked. Then he started to stroke his new body with his clawed hands to check if this was really real, it was. Peter noticed his new white menacing spider-symbol that will be on his torso forever, and he noticed that his body looked more slimy and was more black, he is pure black. As Pete stopped admiring his new powerful body, he saw the bell that was in the middle of the room that he was in. It was like this was the first time he was noticing it, maybe the suit made it so that he couldn't see it when it was transforming him. As he looked at the bell, he saw his reflection in the silver bell. He saw a monstrous face smiling back at him, this was how he looked like now. His monstrous face had a sinister smile that was filled with razor sharp teeth, and his eyes were sinister lighting bolts. "This is us now." Peter heard the voice once again in his head, but now it didn't sound like his own voice, now it was slimy and lustful. "We are no longer spiderman, we are something that will make our enemies terrified of us." said the slimy voice. "YES! WE ARE POISON TO THE CRIMINALS OF NEW YORK! WE ARE VENOM!" shouted venom their new name as spiderman died that dark rainy day. Venom took one more moment to admire his clawed hands, then he jumped out of the bell tower and started to swing into the city. As venom kept on swinging, he noticed how good it felt, it felt like he was free. Venom also felt how his pure black webs were much stronger than his old ones, he has become something much better than spiderman. But what venom hadn't realized was that his life had changed forever.