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Prologue Back in black

Our story begins with our hero well a depressed hero to say the least inside a bar drinking his head off, he'd lost everything, his aunt who died from natural cause a month ago, his fiancée Mary Jane who couldn't take him being Spider-Man left him waiting at the altar a week ago with one of the maid of honor handing him a 'Dear John Letter'

'Fairy Tales say you live happily ever after what bunch of bull!'

And now he was jobless. Jolly Jonah fired him for not taking pictures of Spider-Man since then Jameson destroyed his chances to work as photographer in another newspaper businesses by lying that Peter was the laziest, uncoordinated photographer ever, that was today.

'Well screw you too Jameson.' He took a long chug of his beer, thanks to his high metabolism he couldn't get drunk as easily as he hoped, "Bartender!"

The man with a mini apron looked at the brown haired man as he lifted his cup, "Give me another shot of your strongest beverage."

"Buddy don't you think you had enough?" He asked in concern, the man he was staring down had been here for hours since 7:00 pm until now midnight.

"Hey I'm not paying you to stop the drinks so keep them coming!" Peter said annoyed, he wasn't much of a drinker but tonight he need one heck of drink to get his mind off of recent events, "I'll have enough when say I had enough now give me your beer!"

"Okay but this your last shot pal…HEY!"

Peter grabbed the man by the collar of his shirt, "Do I look I had enough?"

The bartender shook his head, Peter narrowed his eyes letting him go then his eyes darted to where the manager was standing, he held a cell phone mostly likely he thought calling the police.

"On second thought I'll take my leave." He let him go then left putting the money on the table for him to take, "Place looks like a dump anyway."

Once outside in the cool night of the air of NYC he strode out of the Bar Boulud he walked towards a poorly lighted alleyway to change costume and go back to his apartment to call it a night, it has been a challenging day to say the least.

The moment he lifted his shirt past his stomach area when spider-sense flared, he turned to be faced with a mugger, he held him at gun point with his other hand stretched out.

"Alright guy hand over your wallet and you don't get hurt."

Peter narrowed his eyes at him, he was in no mood to be dealing with petty thieves like this, "Listen Jones, I'm in no mood for this right now so do yourself the favor and leave because I will not be begging or screaming like a little girl and trust me you won't like it when I'm angry." In the back of his mind, 'Idiot if you only knew that you were dealing with New York's web-slinging hero.'

The mugger cocked his gun, "Your funeral."

Peter bit his lips, he could easily avoided gunfire and knocked the guy but where was the fun in that? Than an idea came to him "Hey look its Spider-Man on that lamppost!"

"WHERE!?" The man turned while taking a shot at the lamppost light instantly dimming the alley providing enough cover for Peter to change costumes quickly, "Did I get him?"

"Oh you got him alright I'm right here."

The skied masked man turned to face a punch to the jaw, the man flew towards the shot lamppost slumping down unconsciously. Spider-Man webbed him to the lamppost ensuring that he wasn't going anywhere before leaving a sticky note behind as he always did to petty thugs.

He then swung off in other direction unaware of a black substance watching his every move, "PPPPAAARRRKKEER…"

Union Square area 12:40 AM

Peter reached his apartment it wasn't much but it still beat living in the streets even though he was behind rent by a five months, it was small and cozy for him his apartment combines living room, bedroom, and kitchenette into a single room with the bed dead center along with his police scanner right next to him. He went to turn on the lamp illuminating his small room.

Closing the balcony door and curtains Peter unmasked himself letting out a deep sigh life was cruel to him first his uncle's death, than reframing to kill his uncle's killer, the Gwen Stacey dies at the hands of his mortal enemy Norman Osborn the Green Goblin, his Aunt May died of cancer, Mary Jane the supposed love of his life walks out on him to who knows where and now he was jobless with bills to pay the list goes on and on.

"I beat this stuff doesn't happen to Tony Stark, ugh, must be fun being billionaire play-boy with girls drooling at his feet." Peter threw his mask on the trunk then proceeded to check his messages that is if anyone called.

The machine answered his questions, "No new messages."

"No one loves me I bet no one even cares that I'm jobless now…Pfft…who needs people like that anyway." Then something caught his eyes on the floor, "Hello what's this?"

Picking it up it was notice from his Landlord Mr. Ditkovitch to pay the rent, he read further, it said if he doesn't have the money by the end of the next month he would have no other choice but to kick Peter out of the building for negligence of paying rent.

The young adult groaned, "This day can't get any worse than it already has."

Little did Peter know that his day was going to get even funkier than it already has. There was a knock on the door, Peter panicked he quickly dashed to the closet in hopes to cover his costume up.

Again there was a knock followed by a voice, "Peter it's me Ursula I wish to speak with you."

"I'll be right there I not properly dressed yet so give me a moment." Peter came stumbling out of the closest with a bathrobe on that went down to his legs. He proceeded to hit his toe at the base of his trunk, "OW! TOE, TOE OW!"

Peter hopped to the door quickly unlocking it to reveal a blonde girl in her pajamas smiling with a batch of cookies? Peter looked at his clock it read 12:43 AM, 'I nearly killed myself for this? Ugh I need a new routine.'

"Ursula, hey what brings you here?"

"Well I decided to check up on you Pete but when I knocked on your door at 6 o' clock you weren't home so I decided to come back later to check up on you, see how you were doing after Mary Jane left you." Ursula said

Peter winced inwardly yet his face remained neutral as he looked at the Irish girl

"Cookies?"

"Ah no thanks Ursula." Peter saw her smile falter a bit, "Don't get the wrong idea Ursula is that I don't appreciate you trying to cheer me up it's just I just not in the mood right now I just got fired today and almost got mugged."

"Oh my goodness! Are you alright?"

"I'm fine Spider-Man managed to save me."

"Oh okay, well would you like some company for tonight after what happened? I could really help you get relaxed to get your mind off of certain things you now."

He gulped dryly there was no way on this green planet was he going to fool around with his landlords daughter even if it was just for tonight or it on the streets for him, the moment that he could he's certain the girl's father would tell him to marry her for deflowering his precious.

This girl had a longtime crush on him ever since he moved in the small apartment four years ago, she was cute but she was no Gwen Stacey, Felicia Hardy, or Mar…

'STOP! She's gone from your life get over it!' The problem was that he couldn't get over Mary Jane he was still in love with her, he was still in love with the red head it hurt yet she walked out on him because she couldn't handle the spider part of his life, the man she could handle but never the spider.

"Well Peter what do you say?"

"I say…" He had to think fast he looked at the homemade chocolate chip cookies, "I'd say is cookie time! Sorry Ursula but I think I hear my phone ringing thanks for the cookies."

He snatched the cookies with the tray before quickly but quietly shutting the door in her face, Ursula blinked wondering what just happened. She shrugged it off before returning to her own apartment where she and her father lived in front of Peter, 'Next Peter next time.'

Inside the safety of his room he sighed in relief, "That girl really needs to stop chasing after me it's unhealthy besides I'm not into her like that."

He placed the cookies on the counter he disrobed himself revealing his costume, it was already too late to shower and there was no way he was going to do if Ursula was going to help him 'relax'.

Stripping to nothing but his underwear he flopped down on his bed shutting the lamp light going to sleep.

Outside of the apartment

"We will once again bond to you Peter Parker!" Suddenly a black goo let go of the person it was holding to.

It traveled a long way to find it original host after Brock rejected it for his new white symbiote costume. It barely got away with its life so after countless bonding to other host it only had one person in mind Peter Parker.

He rejected it for trying to use him for a typical session of fighting street crime but it was trying to make the world a better place the way Peter envisioned nothing else however it hurt him psychologically and developed bitter feelings for Spider-Man, it developed a love-hatred when it got attached to Eddie Brock, and there started aggressive struggles with the following hosts, no longer giving them power, but deep, deep down, the symbiote still loves Spider-Man, it still loved Peter.

It slithered into his old apartment where Peter was, 'Soooonn…Parker…soon…'

Peter room 1:05 AM

Peter snored lightly as he shifted in his bed unaware of a second visitor that was oozing through the door. The symbiote rose to full height watching him sleep, it need to bond with Peter or else it was going to die. It stroked Peter's cheek it couldn't wait any longer it need to bond with him now!

Peter opened his tired eyes at first he thought he was hallucinating however his eye popped opened when he saw the shadow of the person trying to get him. Quickly Peter handspring out his bed avoiding a massive goo trying to cover him.

"What the heck!" Peter tried not to yell or else that was going to cause a commotion amongst the residents residing this apartment. He recognized the white spider symbol from anywhere as he stood on the other side of the bed, "What you doing here? What do you want!"

"Paaarrrkkeeerrr…hunger…need…you…" It slurred it once again tried to bond with Peter he managed to dodge by back flipping and then hand springing to the wall, "Neeedddd…symbiosisssss…to…live…"

"Stay back no way am I going to bond with you, nah-uh not what happened the last time!" He realized something, "Where's Brock? What aren't you with him?"

"Eddie…rejected…me…new…ssssymbiote…"

"Eddie has a new symbiote? That's a shocker to say the least…" He looked at the venom symbiote it looked weak, Peter felt a headache coming on damn him for having such a noble heart, against his better judgment he landed on the floor, "Alright but this only temporary after this I'm getting rid of you!"

"…"

"What?"

"I…still…loved…you…" it said

Peter could have sworn his jaw hit the floor he didn't know how to react to this whether to be flattered or disgusted. One he was creep out that the symbiote confessed to him and two that was plain wrong sure they had a onetime thing with him taking it out around for a joy ride but that was it until he found it true intentions.

"Can I ask why? Cause I certainly don't swing that way!" He pointed his finger accusingly, "I don't see you confessing to Brock!"

"I'm…still…indebted…to…you…have…freed…me…from…my…cage…back…on…Battleworld…."

How he could have forgotten, that was first time he made contact with the suit thinking that was some sort of machine to help him fix his original instead he got an alien sticking to him.

"I…only…wanted…to…improve…your…life…"

"Well you should have never taken me out for night rides Venom, had you not done that I've would have considered keeping you and we could have made a pact and figured out a way to give you an alternate energy source. So I'll ask you one last time before I send over to the cleaners what do you want?"

"Another…chance…"

"…" Peter narrowed his eyes weighing his pros and cons about keeping Venom, on the bright side he didn't have to wash his clothes except for his underwear at the end of every week and listen to his landlord rant about late rent, with enhanced spider abilities he didn't need to worry about web fluid, being limited to only 25 tons and finally with the symbiote back with him then that means nobody else will use it against him.

On the other hand the con side of this, Venom could control his actions while he is asleep or voluntary while he is awake at certain times, his influence could lead him towards aggravation yet he could reach compromise he hoped.

"Alright you can stay but in the morning you and I are going to have a nice long chat." Peter crossed his arms pinching the bridge of his nose, "Just get it over with."

The symbiote was happy to oblige as it covered Peter from head to toe, once a familiar white spider symbol appeared in place in the middle of his chest he willed the symbiote into comfortable long pajama pants.

"Now to catch up on Z's…" He stretched yawned he flopped down on his bed relaxed

Location BioTech Labs

A hooded figure walks into the facility in the dead of night, he goes in to the front desk where a security guard was. The guard looks up to see a hooded man coming up to him with a briefcase in hand.

"Sir these premises are closed and off limits I'm going to have to ask to leave."

The mysterious hooded man did not head his warning as he continued onward towards his destination.

"Sir!" The guard stood up but was shot by a stream of energy, he fell unconscious to the floor the blast of energy was not fatally yet enough to knock someone out.

The hooded man continued onward down a hall he was soon faced with a glass door that required a password on the pad to be typed. The figure simply placed his left hand over it then it short circuit allowing him access.

"Too easy." He said to himself

From within a laboratory two scientist are working on project that could change the world yet before they could do anymore work the alarm sounded. Quickly they saw the glass door slide open with a strange man with a brief case.

Before they could react one of the scientist was hit with a wave of energy.

"Curt!" Cried out the female

She was too late to react when that same energy hit her knocking her out cold. The figure snorted as he came into view with a metal device that looked breast plates it was surrounded by a force field.

"Not a problem nothing that a little electricity can't take care of." The hooded man put the case down and revealed himself to be none other than Maxwell Dillon aka Electro with a green spandex suit with yellow lightning bolts going down from the shoulders to the tights with yellow gloves and boots and mask that looked like lightning bolts going berserk.

Electro looked at the controls panel then he fried it causing a malfunction within the system thus causing the alarm to blare. With the alarms on Electro grabbed the breastplate piece stowing it away in the briefcase.

From his position Electro fired a stream of electricity at the computer turning it on in a blink of an eye revealing the project. He pulled out a flash drive then began to download all the information that the computer contained.

Suddenly guns were heard Max turned then charged up forming a sphere of electric current around him knocking security out with a blast. With the guards out cold he checked the flash drive, it was finished downloading, pulling it out he placed it in the briefcase.

"Soon we'll have the world on its knees, first New York than the world!" With a surge of energy he blasted the roof open flying out laughing manically taking along with him the power for the residents of New York.

The Next day

There he was in his black and white costume crouched on all fours looking down at the busy streets of New York. It has been so long since he had the symbiote on he forgotten what it was like to have the extra boost.

'It feels like old times doesn't Parker?'

'Yeah if you want to call trying to kill every single bad guy I see then sure.'

'No need to be skeptical.'

'With you around I'm always skeptical at what you are going to do.'

Police sirens were heard and Peter forgotten about his symbiote roommate he swung off in the direction to where the police were headed, "Time to show the world that Spider-Man is new and improved."

LXD: The votes are in and this is one of the contestant that won to be in the top 2 or 3 for a story that you fans voted on. Ladies and gentleman the Black Cat coming in at Number 3 for the votes and to be honest it was tie between the contestants 1-11. It wasn't easy to decide but I choose to go with the person that I knew the best to write about. So here is results Shadow Cat placed tied with X-23 for first place with 4 votes for both, Black Cat, Emma Frost and Scarlet Witch tied in second with 3 votes, for third place with a tie again was Storm and Tigra with 2 votes, and finally Black Widow, Polaris, Psylocke, She-Hulk with one vote each. The ones who have 3 votes or higher will have story but I won't say who getting one like I said before 2 or 3 Marvel girls will get a story with everyone favorite web slinger. Okay without further ague Comment, rate, subscribe and I will see you next chapter…