Tick. Tick. Tick. Tick.

The clock inside the ancient laboratory began ticking away, as the dozens of AIM scientists walked inside. They had guns strapped to their backs, now whittling the time away on their computers. What they were doing, was recording the research of a certain spider like creature, who was trapped in a glass cage. Subject 784. Normally, it would be tearing into a deer, ripping it apart with it's tentacles, and it's dozens of razor-sharp teeth. But today, it was doing something different. Today, it was simply sat down in the corner of the glass cage, it's tentacles inside it's back, it's back up against the wall, and it's head looking down upon his knees. The AIM agents all stopped typing, not much needing to be recorded ok the Symbiote today. They all peered over and beside their computers, staring at the creature. "What's he doing?"

"I don't know, he's just stupid. Maybe I should go check on it." Another agent said, as he stood up. On his computer screen were the words Subject not doing much today. He's just sitting in position with his knees above his head. The AIM agent walked up to the glass, and knocked on it. "Hey? What you doing in there?"

The creature looked up at the agent, and licked his lips, grinning wildly. It stood up, and walked over to where the agent was tapping on the glass. Once he reached the see-through cage where the AIM agent was standing, the symbionts simply tilted it's head, still smiling. "What are you doing?" The man asked, his voice staying call and consistent throughout. Venom out a hand on the glass. The symbionts then took his claws and tore them across the glass, making a loud screeching noise throughout the facility. It left five white streaks on the glass, and the AIM sent began slowly backing up.

It was time.



The Symbiote tore it's hand through the glass, gabbing the AIM agent by the chest, and producing more of the black stuff, which crawled down to the man's stomach, and tore a whole through his suit. The man screamed wildly, and the symbionts through him across the room. Every single AIM agent stood up, and opened fire on the cage. "No! The cage is bulletproof! You're just weakening it!"

It was too late. The creature burst from the cage, shooting his fluids everywhere, the black goo tearing into the AIM creatures, then crawling into their bodies, now with a new host... It was over before they even had the chance to fight back. The symbionts creature walked past all of his new friends, the AIM agents standing up, now practically oozing black goo. Some of their hands turned into giant black spears, ready to stab anything that got in their way. One lone agent, sat huddled in a corner, his hands over his head, his body shaking. "Go away you fucking monsters! What the hell are you?!"

Venom simply let his tongue hang from his mouth, then jumped on top of the AIM agent, his tongue hanging loosely by the man's cranium.



"I. AM. VENOM!"

Venom tore into the man, as the clock continued it's melody.

Tick. Tick. Tick. Tick.

FIVE HOURS LATER, NEW YORK CITY.

You and possibly some other heroes and villains are just hanging out in New York, each and everyone of you doing your own thing. Tony Stark is up in Stark Tower, the Hulk's in anger management classes, Captain America is doing whatever the hell Captain America does, and so on. You all have your S.H.I.E.L.D wristwatches on, when all of a sudden you get a beeping on your wristwatch they gave you (or that you stole) and you reluctantly click on the ANSWER button. A photo of the angry man with the eyepatch pops up. Nick Fury himself. Now what the hell is going on?



"Attention everyone, I need all S.H.I.E.L.D and even non-S.H.I.E.L.D agents need to come to the Helicarrier ASAP. If you want to know what the hell is going on, just look out your fucking window."

You rush to the window, or wherever you can get a good peek of the streets, and see chaos. Symbiotes that have infected citizens and other things are running amok, destroying and killing everything. You really need to get to the Helicarrier. NOW. But how the hell are you going to do that? Hopefully someone is a helping hand...