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Oh, oh, oh my head. Peter mentally

Oh, oh, oh my head. Peter mentally groaned as he slowly drifted back to consciousness and found only pain waiting for him. Dammit blacking out this many times in just two days can't be healthy, the teen thought bitterly as he mentally curled up and tried to push the agony away, but it had decided to stay around for awhile. Everything hurt. His head, his back, his shoulder, his guts, even his split lip, but oh his head. He had to stop making getting knocked out such a habit.

It took Peter a few disoriented minutes to remember what happened. Venom. The brunet gasped, his head jerking him, but a red hot poker stabbed through his brain at the motion and he moaned, leaning his head back against the cool wall behind him. This was too much. He sat there, gasping as the pain slowly receded into a dull, throbbing ache, then slowly raised his head, cracking his eyelids open to look around. Venom was back. Where-?

The boy gasped and flinched back, closing his eyes again as a large, dark shape floated across his blurry vision.

"Ssssspider hurt ussss. We do not have to be kind. No more!"

Peter heard the creature snarl angrily to itself and it walked past him. Then the strangest thing happened. It started whining and whimpering in another voice.

"But we lovessss ssssspider. He isssss out mate. We do not want to hurt him."

Then the creature stomped past him, snarling again.

"We do not care! He hurt usssss."

It sounded like Venom had a severe case of Tolkien Gollum syndrome. Then Peter realized with shock the creature was pacing in front of him, arguing to itself about his fate. The teenager swallowed hard, his mouth suddenly going dry with fear and he cracked his eyes open again to look around, trying to find some way to escape. No good. His vision was too blurry to focus on anything in the dim light. He shook his head, trying to clear his vision, but that just made the pain in his head spike sharply. A soft groan escaped him, as he let his head sag forward again, but luckily Venom seemed to engrossed in it's argument to notice.

"But he issss our sssspider," the alien whined. "Our sssssweet, sssssweet little ssssspider. We can't-"

"We can!" the other personality spat. "It isssss hissssssss fault. We don't care anymore."

"But we do," Venom moaned mournfully. "We dooooo… Sssspider deniesssss ussss. Maybe we ssshould end thissssss. He sssaysss he doesssn't-"

"No! He isss our mate," the angry voice shouted, making Peter flinch as the loudness speared hotly through his aching head. "He issss the one," the alien's voice suddenly sounded desperate. "The only one. If he leavess- We do not want to be alone anymore. No more. He isssss the only one. He can't…"

Peter cracked his eyes open, actually starting to feel a little bad for the alien, but just a little. All this was the damned creature's fault in the first place. The boy watched as Venom crouched down in front of him, clutching it's head in it's hands.

"Oh what do we do? What do we dooooo?" it moaned, almost sobbing. If Peter didn't know any better he would have thought the alien was crying.

Venom suddenly threw it's head back and howled mournfully up at the ceiling, too overcome with emotion to talk anymore.

Dammit, now Peter really felt bad. He should have chosen his words better when he told the creature what he had done with it's offspring. He had to at least tell the alien the eggs were still alive. Maybe then they could talk this out sensibly.

"Veno-" Peter's voice broke when he tried to talk and he coughed harshly, his throat parched and scratchy.

The alien's head snapped up at the sound. It's eyes narrowed as they locked onto the obviously conscious boy and it let out a soft hiss.

Peter tried to cover the cough with a hand, but his arm was stuck. He jerked on it weakly, but it wouldn't budge. The boy's forehead crinkled in confusion and he looked groggily up… to find his hand webbed to the wall. Oh no not again, he groaned, looking slowly around, it taking his dazed mind a few seconds to realize he was completely stuck, his hands webbed to the wall above him and his legs uncomfortable spread and webbed side, bearing his clothed groin.

"Venom?" the boy rasped, then coughed again trying to clear his throat. "Venom what have you done-"

The creature suddenly was standing right in front of him, snapping its teeth a bare inch from the brunet's nose, cutting the boy's sentence off as he flinched back with a gasp at the hostile action.

"Quite," Venom growled menacingly. "We have no ussssse for your wordssss," it spat in contempt. Then the alien looked away from the boy, closing it's pale eyes with a sigh, somehow looking very vulnerable. "They will only hurt usssss too."

Peter's gaze softened. He had never seen the creature show so many emotions, other then rage. Strangely, the boy felt himself actually starting to pity Venom. What it must be like to be stranded on a foreign plant all alone. Maybe the news of the egg's survival would make the alien feel
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Oh, oh, oh đầu của tôi. Peter tinh thần groaned như ông dần trôi dạt về ý thức và tìm thấy nỗi đau chỉ chờ đợi cho anh ta. Dammit blacking ra điều này nhiều lần chỉ trong hai ngày không thể lành mạnh, thiếu niên suy nghĩ cay đắng như ông về tinh thần cong lên và cố gắng để đẩy các khổ đi, nhưng nó đã quyết định ở lại xung quanh cho một lúc. Tất cả mọi thứ làm tổn thương. Đầu, lưng, vai, lấy hết can đảm của mình, thậm chí phân chia môi, nhưng oh đầu của mình. Ông đã phải ngừng làm cho việc đánh sập một thói quen.Nó đã cho Peter một vài phút mất phương hướng để nhớ những gì đã xảy ra. Nọc độc. Brunet gasped, đầu jerking anh ta, nhưng một màu đỏ nóng xi đâm qua bộ não của mình tại sự chuyển động và ông moaned, nghiêng đầu quay lại chống lại bức tường mát phía sau anh ta. Điều này là quá nhiều. Ông ngồi đó, thở hổn hển như là đau đớn chậm rút đi vào một ngu si đần độn, nhói đau, rồi từ từ nâng lên đầu, nứt mí mắt của mình mở ra để nhìn xung quanh. Nọc độc đã trở lại. Nơi-?Cậu bé gasped và flinched trở lại, đóng cửa đôi mắt của mình một lần nữa như là một hình dạng lớn và tối, lưu hành trên toàn mờ tầm nhìn của ông."Ssssspider đau ussss. Chúng ta không phải thể loại. Không có thêm!"Peter nghe nói sinh vật snarl giận dữ đến chính nó và đi qua anh ta. Sau đó, điều kỳ lạ xảy ra. Nó bắt đầu whining và rên trong một giọng nói."Nhưng chúng tôi lovessss ssssspider. Ông isssss ra mate. Chúng tôi không muốn hại anh ta."Sau đó các sinh vật giò qua ông, snarling một lần nữa."Chúng tôi không quan tâm! Ông đau usssss."Nghe có vẻ như nọc độc đã có một trường hợp nghiêm trọng của Tolkien Gollum chứng. Sau đó Peter nhận ra rằng với cú sốc sinh vật pacing ở phía trước của anh ta, tranh cãi chính nó về số phận của mình. Các thiếu niên khó, nuốt miệng đột nhiên sẽ khô với nỗi sợ hãi và ông nứt mình đôi mắt mở lại để nhìn xung quanh, cố gắng để tìm thấy một số cách để thoát khỏi. Có thể không tốt. Tầm nhìn của ông là quá mờ để tập trung vào bất cứ điều gì trong ánh sáng mờ. Hắn lắc đầu, cố gắng rõ ràng tầm nhìn của ông, nhưng đó chỉ làm cho cơn đau trong của mình đầu cành mạnh. Than van mềm thoát khỏi anh ta, như ông đã cho phép đầu sag chuyển tiếp một lần nữa, nhưng may mắn nọc độc có vẻ hăng say trong đối số để thông báo."Nhưng ông issss sssspider của chúng tôi," người nước ngoài whined. "Chúng tôi sssssweet, sssssweet ít ssssspider. Chúng tôi không thể-""Chúng tôi có thể!" cá nhân khác mà nhổ. "Nó isssss hissssssss lỗi. Chúng tôi không quan tâm nữa.""Tuy nhiên, chúng tôi làm," nọc độc moaned mournfully. "Chúng tôi dooooo... Sssspider deniesssss ussss. Có lẽ chúng ta ssshould kết thúc việc này. Ông sssaysss ông doesssn't-""Không! Ông isss mate của chúng tôi, "thoại tức giận hét lên, làm cho Peter flinch như cân speared nóng bỏng qua đau đầu. "Ông issss một," tiếng nói của người nước ngoài đột nhiên có vẻ tuyệt vọng. "Chỉ có một. Nếu ông leavess - chúng tôi không muốn một mình nữa. Không còn. Ông isssss là người duy nhất. Ông không thể..."Peter nứt mắt mở, thực sự bắt đầu cảm thấy một chút xấu cho người nước ngoài, nhưng chỉ cần một chút. Tất cả điều này là do lỗi của sinh vật damned ở nơi đầu tiên. Cậu bé dõi như Venom cúi ở phía trước của anh ta, ôm đầu của nó trong tay của nó."Oh what do we do? What do we dooooo?" it moaned, almost sobbing. If Peter didn't know any better he would have thought the alien was crying.Venom suddenly threw it's head back and howled mournfully up at the ceiling, too overcome with emotion to talk anymore.Dammit, now Peter really felt bad. He should have chosen his words better when he told the creature what he had done with it's offspring. He had to at least tell the alien the eggs were still alive. Maybe then they could talk this out sensibly."Veno-" Peter's voice broke when he tried to talk and he coughed harshly, his throat parched and scratchy.The alien's head snapped up at the sound. It's eyes narrowed as they locked onto the obviously conscious boy and it let out a soft hiss.Peter tried to cover the cough with a hand, but his arm was stuck. He jerked on it weakly, but it wouldn't budge. The boy's forehead crinkled in confusion and he looked groggily up… to find his hand webbed to the wall. Oh no not again, he groaned, looking slowly around, it taking his dazed mind a few seconds to realize he was completely stuck, his hands webbed to the wall above him and his legs uncomfortable spread and webbed side, bearing his clothed groin."Venom?" the boy rasped, then coughed again trying to clear his throat. "Venom what have you done-"The creature suddenly was standing right in front of him, snapping its teeth a bare inch from the brunet's nose, cutting the boy's sentence off as he flinched back with a gasp at the hostile action."Quite," Venom growled menacingly. "We have no ussssse for your wordssss," it spat in contempt. Then the alien looked away from the boy, closing it's pale eyes with a sigh, somehow looking very vulnerable. "They will only hurt usssss too."Peter's gaze softened. He had never seen the creature show so many emotions, other then rage. Strangely, the boy felt himself actually starting to pity Venom. What it must be like to be stranded on a foreign plant all alone. Maybe the news of the egg's survival would make the alien feel
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