Spider -Man:Peter Venom

There was a pause, "Can you open the door please Sir, I want to perform a visual check of the property."

"Okay, Officer, this is how this is going to go. I'll allow you to leave peacefully, if and I mean if, you stop lying to me. I know Captain Stacy put you up to this and I know that right now, you're guilty of performing an illegal search, the property starts at the main gate, which you ignored and buzzed the door here. So, trespassing and no warrant search. So, tell me," Peter swivelled the camera around to see the officer's badge, "Officer Vasquez. What's going to be, open the door while I call my lawyer or tell me the truth and Gwen'll give her dad hell in your place?"

The officer stared at the camera and sighed, holding up his hands in surrender. He clicked his radio on his shoulder, "Officer Vasquez here, yeah, no noise, no disturbance, tell Stacy the kid's too smart and he won't fall for this again, Vasquez out."

Peter hit the buzzer and opened the door. "Thank you, Officer."

Vasquez peered inside and nodded, "We won't bother you again, Mr Parker. You two have a great night okay," he nodded at Peter and left.

Gwen though was livid and Peter could hear her yelling at her dad on the phone. After textingfor a taxi she grabbed her bag and stormed over to Peter "Get the home finished. I'm tired of his crap Pete, please, but uh sorry I gotta go I'll uh make it up to you." Checking over his shoulder, she made sure the officer was gone before flicking the buttons of her blouse apart, revealing the black lacy underwear beneath. Peter's breath caught in his throat as her very pink and very prominent nipples peeked out from underneath the fabric as she pulled it down and gave him a clear view of her chest. "Finish fast enough and you can see if the panties match." Gwen kissed the stunned Peter before running down to the gate and disappearing off in a taxi.

Black Cat growled as she tore the newspaperapart, a grainy but serviceable photo of her with the 'Black Cat Menace' was plastered onthe front page. Her mugshot, along with Spider-man and Tarantula, was on every copy of the Daily Bugle she could find. What was worse was that they had mainly gone for a pissed off, frustrated housewife angle for her, god forbid she might have other reasons for hunting scumbags than feminist fueled manhate.

From the rooftop, she spied her target. That kid was back at Alexsi's and she needed to find out who he was. She'd still never gotten a good look at his face, but he was skinny, wearing jeans and a short jacket, and no bike or car, she pegged him as one of the drug dealers or one of the kids they paid to get supplies or do courier jobs. She snorted as she watched him lift a heater of some kind, as if that fooled anyone, that a scrawny kid could lift something that heavy. It was a stupid plant or some scheme and as she watched him hoist it ontoone shoulder she began to follow him. 

She trailed him across the rooftops to the warehouse district, even though she knew about the meth den shootout that took place here she had figured it was abandoned. Evenshe knew the cops would check here first if anything suspicious came up and she shook her head at his stupidity. Suspicious package, a lone kid and an abandoned drug lab seemed too easy, Great, she thought as she flexed her fingers, letting the stainless steel razor claws extend and retract, someone to vent on a little after that nonsense the Bugle printed.

After manhandling the heater into the warehouse Peter had shifted to Venom, the water heater wasn't heavy but holding it one hand while he worked was a lot easier withsuper strength. Throwing it onto his shoulder he leapt and climbed out onto the roof where the main water junction was. The water heater he had taken from Alexsi was an outdoor model, it would be bolted to the outside of the water tower, fed with a pipe from the cold supply and then branch off into two new pipes, one to the hot and one to the cold. The warehouse already had all the plumbing there, just no heater. The large tank would need to be fitted and then wired into the power. Peter was ecstatic over the thought of being able to have a hot shower and not cold water from a barrel. This was the last of the major plumbing to be done. Everything else had been hooked up and checked for leaks.

He was crouched down low, Venom's strength meant fixing and attaching the heater would be easy and then he'd shift back into Peter to do the fiddly wiring and welding jobs. He was carefully moving the large cylinder into place when the first attack struck. He had been too busy concentrating on fixing the heater to the tank that he hadn't paid any mind to the presence behind him, unable to imagine that someone would climb up onto the warehouseroof to attack him. The razor-sharp blades across his back brought a hiss from his throat. The second attack he dodged, rolling to the side, and spinning into a low crouch he saw his attacker.

She was stunning, wearing a tight black leather or latex bodysuit that hid nothing. Venom couldn't help but notice her muscular figure held two enormous breasts that the outfit did nothing but enhance and display. Her hair was wild, light silver colour and her face was hidden with a half mask, he could only see the steel grey of her eyes under it.

"Why?" was all he asked her.

"You took out Flint, now the kid?" She motioned towards the warehouse, "You tell me why?"

Venom was confused, the kid? Did she think he was here to hurt himself? Of course, he realised that with the symbskin he looked nothing like Parker, his height and build were all wrong. "Parker is nothing to us, we protect him, so why?"

Black Cat was stunned, "Parker? Peter Parker?" No, that couldn't be right, sure she'd heard Gwen talking to MJ about Peters new job and place but, ah she was so stupid, junkyard, scrawny kid, shit. "No problem then, big guy, we good?" She raised her hands and he still crouched held up one hand, his fingernails extending into wickedly sharp claws.

"We will be," and then he leapt.

Venom was mad, When he shifted from Parker the anger at Gwen's dad rose and his frustration at the teasing gained a lot of momentum as well. He'd tried to burn off the excess energy by doing this, carrying a heavy object, working off the adrenaline but when this, this woman cat thing attacked him, she gave him a pointed target, he needed someone to test himself against, juggling eggs was fine but the real test would be taking this bitch down a peg without hurting her. Well, after the claws on his back, hurting her too badly. He also felt something else stir within him, the way her muscles tightened the leather costume she wore, her muscular legs as she backed away brought forth another feeling, one that Gwen's teasing had left unfulfilled. He might have just found a good way to work out some of his frustrations.

Black Cat saw the claw coming for her face and her heart almost stopped in her chest, she brought up a forearm and deflected the blow, allowing it to slide along her arm as she ducked under the huge biceps of this creature. Its mouth had split open and its grinning maw was filled with the most horrendous teeth she had imagined. As she ducked she drove a knee into its stomach, hoping to wind it but he laughed as it grabbed her thigh. "Mmm, nice" damn brute was feeling her up but the indignation didn't last long as it lifted her up and slammed her into the rooftop.

The wind was knocked out of her and she struggled under his grip. His hand was wrapped around her thigh, squeezing it every now and again, damn pervert she thought and shebrought her other knee up and smashed it into his head. Reeling back he bellowed and Black Cat managed to get to her feet, whipped around and caught him on the side of the head with a roundhouse kick. He staggered and fell to one hand but shook his head and glowered at her. He had a longer reach than her, was stronger but she was faster and as he swung his thick fists at her she weaved under them and scored lines across his biceps with her claws. Whatever his suit was made from sealed back up within seconds.