Spider -Man:Peter Venom

"Well, I guess, we're going to this warehouse of yours. I can't say I'm not disappointed Peter, you could still have gone to school, you could have used" She stopped and looking at thework he had put into all his ideas, all his projects she changed her mind, "No, you know what Peter, your Uncle Ben and I made mistakes, we did things the way we wanted so no, you do what you do and don't let anyone ever tell you that your wrong, well, unless it's dumb, then Gwen can tell you." She smiled and Peter had to laugh. "Right, let me get my coat and let's see this place of yours."

While Peter had agreed to show Aunt May around the warehouse he had to go to workfirst. Alexsi had received a shipment of old American style fridge freezers. Big and normally fitted into the kitchen wall, these had beenripped out, wires cut with evidence of plasticwrap on some. Peter knew they were probably stolen but as usual, he didn't ask and didn't care.

It had taken Peter most of the day to strip them out and get them all working, but he had scored a laptop and a water heater. It wasn't just a small kitchen one but a huge industrial model, Alexsi had shooed him when Peter asked about it but Peter caught the small grin on the man's face, he knew a lot of the things that came through the junkyard were things he needed and Alexsi was helping him the best he could.

As soon as he fitted it into the warehouse's water supply the whole building would have hot water and he wouldn't have to wash with a rain barrel anymore. Of course, he had to carry them both back to the warehouse before he could get ready for Aunt May's visit.

Stopping in, he waved bye to Alexsi before hoisting the water heater onto his back. He failed to notice Alexsi frown, geez, how strong is that kid? he thought to himself. Too busy to think more on it, he shook his head and went back to the diagram he was examining, his mind on more important matters.

After Alexsi shooed Peter out of his office as the phone on his desk rang three times and then stopped. Sighing, He reached into his desk drawer and pulled out a cellphone, dialled the only number stored on it. "What? You agreed never to call me unless it was important."

"It is, where is Bennie?" It was Normal Osborn, Alexsi had dealings with him every time he needed something done off the books, he paid extremely well, even if it was just to stay quiet.

"Oh him, you mean Bennie the rat bastard. You set me up to get the cops and feds up my ass, well, get your shorts on, it's a swim to see him."

"Alexsi, he was a good man, you had no right"

"Yeah, so? and you would have gotten a new boss in huh, tough break Osborn, tough break. So, are you calling to bust my balls or what?"

"Don't say my name. Are we ready for Friday?"

"All set up and good to go on your order, Boss."

"Good, pull this off and you'll get another shipment like the last, do it with no witnesses and I'll double it. Screw this up however and I'll make sure you and Bennie will be getting reacquainted."

The line went dead and tearing open the phone Alexsi pulled out the sim card and flicking open a lighter torched it.

"Yeah yeah, asshole."

From a rooftop across the street, the Black Cat surveyed the scrapyard once more, she'd set up micro cams all over and nothing escaped her attention, The target, Alexsi Sytsevich had just gotten off the phone and looked unhappy, she hadn't dared enter his office yet, someone was always there during the day and at night and worse still there was a new kid. She couldn't decide if he was a mole or a plant but he seemed too young to be anything more than a runner. She'd keep an eye on him next time he showed up for work, he might just be her way into the office and she watched as he hauled a large box out of the yard with him, making a mental note to track him down as soon as she was done here.

Across the city Norman Osborn had just put down his phone, the call leaving an unpleasant taste in his mouth, damn bastards he thought to himself until a knock at the door of his office drew him out of his thoughts and his son, Harry entered after a brief pause."Dad? Umm, can I talk to you about Pete?"

Norman scowled at his son, "No Harry, you can't, what's done is done, even if I wanted I can't go back on what's happened"

"But Dad, Pete got me through chemistry, he got me my grades back to a passing level, you can do something, that's your name on the building remember." Harry pleaded.

"Son, I could but Jack Thompson has weight on the board," Norman tapped his fingers on his desk, the boy trying his patience. "You need to remember, it's my name on the building but we still answer to shareholders. It's just one kid, Peter will get over it, he'll move on and he'll be fine, you should worry about your own future."

"Son, you carry the Osborn name and with that comes certain responsibilities, your own greatness relies on being able to see a bigger picture and right now, forging a bond with the Thompson boy will bring you greater benefits than with the Parker kid." 

"Okay dad, if you think it's for the best." Norman waved the boy out, he had more pressing matters to deal with than some childish fantasy about saving his friend.

After closing the door to his dad's study Harry's normally stoic face cracked a smile hearing the fate of his friend, good, he thought. Now if his other plans worked out just as well, he'd be chairing the board instead of his father.

"Well, that went well, Mr Osborn," a rich feminine voice sounded out from the shadows outside Norman's office.

"What do you want, Liv?" Harry asked.

"Well, we got the footage you asked for, here." A white-coated arm slid out of the shadow, handing Harry a tablet, he hit play on the pre-loaded video. Harry watched as the intruder snapped pictures of the genetics lab and then in hiding from a security guard, tripped the emergency hatch release for samples one to twelve, each scuttling free. He wanted to throw the tablet Liv had handed him when he saw sample six bite the man on the back of the hand before running off across the floor.

"How bad is it?" Harry asked her.

"Well, he's definitely enhanced now and while we did blood work on the kids, I'll bet any money so are they. We had two pass out, and one reported feeling sick afterwards. Your little friend Peter was one of them."

Harry sighed, "Parker," he needed to cut ties with him before this blew out of proportion, "Thanks, and Liv, keep this quiet from."

The woman raised a hand, "Oh don't worry Harry, daddy dearest doesn't even know about your involvement."

Back in the warehouse, Peter felt a strange tingle, and he wondered if someone was talking about him, shaking his head he picked up an egg. To try and train his dexterity and strength Peter had taken to eating omelettes from breakfast, juggling the eggs over a bowl, so when he crushed one or dropped one, it wasn't a waste. Peter had just gotten up to 8 eggs when his phone dinged and it was a text from Harry. He hadn't talked to him since the incident and it would be good to speak to a friend again. Using a single hand he lifted his phone while keeping the 8 eggs in the air.