"You don't intimidate me." Wire said. A stony expression carved into his face.

"Yes we do..", came the monstrously inhuman reply, "..if we didn't you'd be cracking jokes right about now."

Shifting on his feet slightly while nervously pushing his glasses up the bridge of his nose Wire tried to not break eye contact. It wasn't too hard since the figure whose eyes he was staring at, if you could even call them eyes, was unmoving.

"I dunno, maybe the whole 'roid rage thing you have going on has me freaked out. I bet all the guys at the gym shit themselves when they see you pumping iron."

He regretted saying it the moment it left his mouth, but for some reason he couldn't fathom shiny black lips pulled back even further from a mouth filled with razor blades while white malice filled eyes narrowed.

The monster was smiling at him.

--Becca's apartment--

The door handle jiggled slightly as someone on the other side of the door swore profusely. Deadpool could never get the lock picking thing down. It could have been a lack of patience on his part, dexterity was never a problem, but regardless it just never came together for him. Carefully he replaced the locks picks into their holder and placed them in a pants pocket which he zipped shut. This was performed with some reverence. What came next however wasn't.

Deadpool's boot hit the door with such force that the entire door frame cracked and splintered.

"Open sez me" Deadpool muttered as he strode into the apartment. "Oh ho ho ho.." Deadpool said with some sarcasm "..having rage blackouts are we girly?" Becca's apartment was in pieces, furniture and clothing shredded, mirrors shattered, a broken TV embedded in the dividing wall between the living room and the tiny bedroom. The bed frame itself was ripped a sunder. Checking what he already knew Deadpool tapped a button on the device on his left wrist, the display glowed to life.

Stacked neatly in a number of piles next to a damaged wardrobe were books and study materials, the living room window out to the fire escape was left open, a strong cold draft permeating the apartment.

"So you're out, but you'll be back, and I'll be waiting. And then we'll party psycho girl. But until then.." Deadpool leaned over and scooped a clean piece of laundry off the floor and held it in front of his masked face while he made a dramatic inhale sound through his nose. "..panty raid!"

Wire could hear the throb of the blood pumping in his ears.

She/it/whatever is standing about ten feet away in front of the roof exit and the light is fading fast. There's no way I could get around she/it/whatever. I'm on a roof, so unless I'm willing to throw myself off it I'm trapped. Nothing left to do but negotiate I suppose. Oh my god I am so screwed. Wire thought to himself. This entire internal conversation occurred in a blink of an eye.

"If you plan on eating me you should know that I'm all gristle and will probably give you a stomach ache or at least a bad case of gas."

"We thank you for your concern about our dietary habits but we didn't bring you here to eat you. What made you think we did?" came the reply as the monster slowly approached.

Wire stood his ground though his voice did grow softer as the figure loomed nearer.

"Lets see, you have to be close to seven feet tall. Though lean and somewhat angular you have a significant amount of muscle mass as evident by the near armour plating of your stomach, broad shoulders and bull neck. No fingers as such just incredibly long razor sharp needle like talons, the eyes are at the optimum position to judge range and depth while the jaws are designed to shred anything which comes into direct contact with the mouth and is set in a fashion as to allow for maximum pressure to be applied when it's closed on something. You're a super predator through and through. Is that tongue forked?"

The monster opened it's mouth and unfurled it's obscenely long tongue which was dripping in green fizzing fluid.

"Either you use that to hunt by smell or it's there just to freak people out but regardless that fluid it's covered in appears to be highly acidic judging by what it's doing to my shoes."

The tongue rapidly retracted an instant before the jaws clamped shut. "You should probably take the left one off before your toes melt." the monster said. "Any other observations Mr Darwin." it said with audible sarcasm as it lazily leapt onto a ledge and slowly and with exaggerated care it walked along the narrow ledge one foot in front of another. Heels clicking with every footfall, and the sun having now set the glow of street lamps creating highlights across parts of the slick black surface of it's body.

"Yes. You're either incredibly vain or incredibly shallow. What other person would give themselves a tight firm ass, large breasts, and stiletto heal boots as part of their costume Venom. YOU MURDERING PSYCHO!" Wire spat as he sprinted to the roof exit. Venom turned quickly and leapt off the ledge and into the air with a roar. Summersaulting over Wire she landed between him and the exit with such force that the roof slabs split. Roaring again whip like tendrils lashed out of her body and grabbed Wire mid sprint lifting him up and towards her until she was holding him eye to eye.

"You're a smart guy, act like one and you might live through this." With fury in his eyes he shook his head to look away. Venom's hand clamped around his head and forcefully turned it back. "Because if you don't you'll end up like the guy in the movie theatre. I'm not sure if you heard the news but when I ripped his arms off he squealed like a pig for a while before he died of shock."

The colour drained from Wire's face and his jaw dropped. He mouth suddenly felt as dry as sandpaper. "Becca?"

"Oh don't be like that." Venom cooed as the symbiote ripped back to reveal a friendly pair of hazel eyes. Becca slowly ran her tongue up the side of Wire's face. "I did do it for you after all."