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Peter has had many bad days.
Being thrown into a whole new weird world was now number one of his worst days.
Ever since leaving the park there's been a growing ache in his gums, At first he could ignore it but now he was sitting on the roof of the abandoned building they’d holed themselves up for the night the ache only worsened.
Damian was odd, Peter couldn’t tell exactly why but he carried this strange air to him it wasn’t bad but it definitely was unique for a kid his age, He could tell his parents were well off the nice clothing, faint scent of expensive cologne, and the even nicer car he left in were all clear signs and he swore he got a brief glance at the older man drive in a literal suit like which definitely seemed like rich people shit.
So now bloodied pant leg Peter Parker has been hanging out with some random rich kid that acted too mature and blunt for his age but he'd rather that then Damian treat him as a charity case or worse.
Damian promised to bring sandwiches next time gave him some ‘pocket cash’ which was about sixty dollars and commented on this thin frame saying he’d find where Peter lived if his weight did not increase within the month which is terrifying to say the least because Peter could hear his heart and could feel steely serious glare being drilled into him it was safe to say he wasn't bluffing.
What the hell is his life right now?
And if it couldn't get any worse or weirder his senses started pinging increasingly louder at the back of his skull which he ignored they’d been going off near constantly in this weird city.
And it hadn't gotten any better after Venom's little ‘snack’ break, Peter’s been keeping his distance to try and think over the whole situation though the city's overwhelming thick smog of a concerningly unique scent blend of pollution and heavy chemicals seemed to lessen ever so slightly as he sat the roof.
He hoped he wouldn’t mutate more just by breathing it in because it was for sure not healthy, But he was already technically radioactive so what's one more possible life changing mutation?.
Maybe he shouldn't jinx it.
He could smell the almost overwhelming scent of rust and iron hitting his senses and hear the loud creaking of the rusted fire escape before he saw Venom hop up onto the roof shaking off and plopping right next to him letting out a low whine bumping his snout into Peter's side.
“Venom..Please..” Peter frowned, Venom was at least not soaked in blood anymore but he just couldn't handle his presence at the moment.
The ringing in his head didn't get any better as Venom made himself busy nosing in his pockets pulling out the little piece of paper they received from the woman earlier.
He couldn't hold back a grimace at memory.
“HOLY SHIT–” The woman screeched, too terrified to wipe the blood streaked over her face, luckily not her own but still not the point.
“Hi Miss please dont freak out– Venom stop that!.” Peter panicked trying to keep the woman from calling the cops on them lest more people end up dead and trying to control Venom's gluttony.
“I'M HUNGRY!” Venom growled out lapping up whatever remained of the three men's brain matter which just made him wince as he heard the woman puke in the background.
Peter could admit that he never expected Venom's new form could turn into werewolf, Or at least that's the most immediate comparison he could think of.
Balancing upright with strange ease since in all of Peter's months of knowing Venom have never seen him with an animal host he stood now a scary approximately seven feet tall.
Large paws even larger and elongated in weird hand claws that had shred threw the men in seconds dripping sluggishly with blood that luckily wasn't visible with his pitch black fur.
And the piercing white familiar eyes that were now focused on the poor woman who flinched before weirdly enough wasn't too panicky about this besides the initial shock.
“What..what is that?”
Her question brought him out from his thoughts as he gave the best shaky smile he could muster opening his mouth to speak only to close it once more.
“Uh..This is Venom..and Im um..Peter Im sorry you had to see that..Uh”
She just shifted awkwardly, nodding looking at the very odd duo of a young boy and a literal werewolf.
“Thank you..? I um..Yeah uh.” She trailed off as she picked up her things. “Im Marilyn..Are you guys like..uh..vigilantes or sum shit?”
“Oh um well–”
“YES WE KILL BAD GUYS!” Venom barked out his tail wagging excitedly as he licked his paws clean. “Well actually I dont but- Thats not important no we arent we just..uh heard you screaming so we ran..to help”
Marilyn squinted at the two, "You're not from here right?..Hearing screams means usually run away”
“Yeah well me and survival instincts never got along.” Peter chuckled in a weak attempt to lighten the mood. “Do you..want us to uh walk you home..?”
“I don't think my folks will be happy seeing your uh..friend back there.”
“I well I- He can change back! Right?” Peter glanced back at Venom who was idly chewing on the arm of one the deceased men.
“Please..don't do that Venom, it's improper—” Venom cut him off with a snarl, turning away from them both grumbling. “Right, okay attitude.”
“Honestly Im..I need to process this all and take a hot shower before the hot water runs out at home..Plus as kind as that is arent you like..ten? Shouldnt you be at..uh..wherever you live..?”
Peter sputtered, "I'm not ten! I don't even sound that young!” He turned over to try and seek back up from Venom only to see him nodding along with Marilyn in agreement.
“Ugh..Traitor.”
“If you both do need a place to stay..The shelters should still be open..Though I wouldn't wait too long you'll miss out on lunch here-” Marilyn dug through her purse before bringing out a small piece of paper placing it in Peter's hand.
“Oh! Uh thank you– Stay safe!” Marilyn nodded cautiously stepping over the bodies Venom even being gentlemen like enough to move the bodies out of her way.
Peter waited till she got out of view to sigh heavily, “What was that?! We were supposed to stay lowkey not-” He pointed to the corpses around them “This!”
“I kill bad guys, you get all squeamish and talk about morals blah blah—” Venom rolled his eyes (How does he do that??) childish pouting as he shook off his body starting to shrink back to normal pops and clicks of his host's body realigning. “We saved an innocent person. I think we did good!” Venom preened himself walking up to Peter with a satisfied yawn, While Peter could only sigh heavily conflicted thoughts running through his head.
What the hell has he gotten himself into?.