Peter felt Diamonds hands grasp his neck and felt his spider sense go off. It took everything he had not to reveal his secret identity to stop the cascade down the stairs. His world went black as his head collided with a stair.

His eyes opened to a familiar scene that he knew all too well. It was dark, grey, dismal room; color seemed to be sucked out of everything inside the room. Ginormous spider webs scattered throughout the austere area.

Peter slowly pushed himself up from the laying position he was in. He couldn't feel anything. No numbness, not even the tingly feeling you get when something falls asleep. He didn't feel real. Of course he didn't this was all in his head. He just prayed that it didn't take over. If it wasn't here, God have mercy on Diamond.

"Peter Parker." He heard it, that darker, twisted, hate filled voice, his voice, the voice of the symbiot. His brown eyes met the blank white eyes of the black suited Spider-Man costume. "We remembered our deal. We kept it. Your hatred fuels Us. Empowers Us. Feeds Us, so that We do not take over you for you attempted betrayal Peter Parker."

The young brunet averted his eyes at the statement. "You stay with the evil man so that We do not consume you, mind body, or soul. We respect you judgment in not defending yourself. It adds to our hate. We wanted to defend you. He almost killed us. We are lucky to be alive. But We still keep our word. As long as you hold hatred in your heart Peter Parker, We will let you stay in control of Us."

Peter looked back into the "eyes" of the symbiot and the room grew to an almost blinding bright light.

He vaguely heard his name being called.

Peter opened his eyes. The bright light blinded the young teen for a brief moment. After a few seconds, his eyes focused on the person speaking.

"Peter." The voice came from non-other than police Captain Stacy.

'Oh no. They found out, didn't they,' Peter thought with dread. This was not good at all.

Captain Stacy spoke with a calm and tentative tone, "Did your foster father do this to you?"

He looked away from the police captain, too afraid to admit the truth, and too afraid of the simbiot. "I think you mean adoptive father, sir." The teen whispered.

The response prompted an eyebrow raise. "What do you mean by that, Peter?"

He let out a sigh. He really didn't want to explain this. Peter wanted to control the simbiot, but the desire to leave Ross' outweighed the desire for control of his life. "Long story short, I came home and Ross told me about the adoption papers. I went to grab my things to leave and he pushed me down the stairs."

Captain Stacy gave the boy a look of sympathy "I'll look into that Peter. Thank you for your cooperation."

Peter gave him a small nod in response as the police man began to walk out of the room. Before the police captain had opened the door, Peter asked, "Uh- Mr. Stacy?"

The older man turned back to look at the teen. "Yes, Peter?"

"Do you know who got me here?" Peter asked. He was interested in knowing if Ross was man enough to take responsibility for his actions.

It took a second, but George replied, "It was an anonymous call. Someone saw the whole thing and didn't leave a name. I'm sorry Peter, I'd tell you who it was if I could." He turned and walked out of the room.

The young hero let out a sigh; in a matter of days Peter's life came crashing down with the reveal of his fathe- the reveal about Sandman, his girlfriend finds out about everything Peter tried to keep secret, this adoption fiasco, and the close brush with death. On the bright side he did find out his girlfriend not only understood everything, but had powers, but he could let everything he was holding back up to the surface. He closed his eyes and let sleep overtake him.

The young teen soon found himself back in the lair of the Simbiot. He felt the exasperation before he saw the irritation in Its eyes.

"You're leaving Ross?" He felt the anger in Its voice pierced the brunette. "Peter Parker, do understand that you must find another source for hate, or We will take you over, mind, body, and soul?"

This just scared Peter. Everything about the simbiot scared him. It could easily take him over if he blinked wrong. This was why he was so scared about telling Liz about the Simbiot. It could easily go off without a second thought. The brunette had to think quickly to appease It. He tentatively looked up at the simbiot. Peter replied meekly, "Y-yes. I think I found someone."

A creepy smile seemed to grow on the simbiot's face. The smile made his stomach churn and a shiver rack through his body.

"Will my hatred for my real fath- Sandman suffice?" He questioned. Peter crossed his fingers hoping for a positive answer. Right now he didn't feel like being possessed by an alien life form.

The world began to fade around the young man. Before he succumbed to reality he heard the eerie voice of the simbiot, "We believe it will do Peter Parker—for now."

Peter opened his eyes and glanced over at the clock. His brown eyes widened with shock as he realized he had slept a good four hours. Seeing as he probably wasn't going to be falling asleep anytime soon, he reached over for the remote and turned the TV on. After a few episodes of a show, he didn't care for had passed, a nurse cautiously opened the door. She smiled for a second as she glanced at him. The raven haired girl stepped over to a nearby monitor and began to jot notes down on her clip board.

"You're doing well I see," The young women said calmly as she began typing into the laptop on the other side of the room.

"You could say that." Peter smiled as he attempted to hide the playful tone to his voice.

He began to wonder if Liz knew what happened, or who else knew about what Ross did, when he heard a knock on the door.

"Come in," Peter instantly responded hoping it would be his girlfriend.