Vsland
Live Life, Love and Survive
Spider-Man
New York City
"Oh? You think me a demon? How cute...I'm much worse..." He mumbled, jumping in the air and flipping back and avoiding the blade alongside all the bullets. "You idiot, light isn't my weakness. If that was the case, then I'd be getting hurt outside. But nope, I was still kicking everyone's asses. Not much as changed in here now has it?"
'Shut up, shut up, SHUT UP!' Peter thought. 'This isn't me!'
'Oh, but it is us Peter.' The symbiote replied, trying to tighten it's bond on Spider-Man.
Spidey swiftly done a cork-screw spin in the air, landing behind Reed. "You know other Spider-Men, but not us. Did we not say that we wanted to hurt you when we first met? We almost hit you, remember? Remember how we insulted you, threatened you...now tell me did the other Spider-Men do that? We didn't think so..." The symbiote suited hero advanced slowly towards the scientist, clenching his fists.
However, he stopped suddenly, hearing the name of Uncle Ben. "Uncle....Ben....?" He said slowly, his fist slowly unclenching. "Aunt...May?" Peter suddenly stopped, his arms dropping to either side as he just stared at Reed, at the tiger alien and back to Reed.
'No, Peter...what are you doing?' The symbiote spoke to him, trying to convince him to continue.
'I'm doing the right thing! For Uncle Ben and Aunt May!'
'We can't let that happen Peter.'
Peter yet out a sudden yell, falling to his knees, trying to grip and pull at the suit, the black goop being ripped off before it stitched itself back together. "Get...off of...me!" The male shouted out. "And get out...of my...head!" His hands covered his head as his arms shook, the boy gripping at the mask as he forced it off, revealing the red inside of him.
'Stop Peter, listen! We're so much better together. Think of everything we could do!'
"Shut up!" He screamed, panting heavily. "Someone, knock me out, quick! I'm gonna lose control aga-"
Peter suddenly went silent, the violent struggle coming to a halt as the boy stood up. "All good guys! We've got it under control!" He exclaimed, sounding slightly off.
The Mad Queen
Sleek
Zamasu
AbominableTouma
MorbuskidNew York City
"Oh? You think me a demon? How cute...I'm much worse..." He mumbled, jumping in the air and flipping back and avoiding the blade alongside all the bullets. "You idiot, light isn't my weakness. If that was the case, then I'd be getting hurt outside. But nope, I was still kicking everyone's asses. Not much as changed in here now has it?"
'Shut up, shut up, SHUT UP!' Peter thought. 'This isn't me!'
'Oh, but it is us Peter.' The symbiote replied, trying to tighten it's bond on Spider-Man.
Spidey swiftly done a cork-screw spin in the air, landing behind Reed. "You know other Spider-Men, but not us. Did we not say that we wanted to hurt you when we first met? We almost hit you, remember? Remember how we insulted you, threatened you...now tell me did the other Spider-Men do that? We didn't think so..." The symbiote suited hero advanced slowly towards the scientist, clenching his fists.
However, he stopped suddenly, hearing the name of Uncle Ben. "Uncle....Ben....?" He said slowly, his fist slowly unclenching. "Aunt...May?" Peter suddenly stopped, his arms dropping to either side as he just stared at Reed, at the tiger alien and back to Reed.
'No, Peter...what are you doing?' The symbiote spoke to him, trying to convince him to continue.
'I'm doing the right thing! For Uncle Ben and Aunt May!'
'We can't let that happen Peter.'
Peter yet out a sudden yell, falling to his knees, trying to grip and pull at the suit, the black goop being ripped off before it stitched itself back together. "Get...off of...me!" The male shouted out. "And get out...of my...head!" His hands covered his head as his arms shook, the boy gripping at the mask as he forced it off, revealing the red inside of him.
'Stop Peter, listen! We're so much better together. Think of everything we could do!'
"Shut up!" He screamed, panting heavily. "Someone, knock me out, quick! I'm gonna lose control aga-"
Peter suddenly went silent, the violent struggle coming to a halt as the boy stood up. "All good guys! We've got it under control!" He exclaimed, sounding slightly off.