Spider-Man. The House Of Venom

He roared at her insolence. She was just a woman, a weak and frail thing that should cover before the mighty Goblin.

Poison wasn't stupid. She wasn't about to take on Goblin alone. She dialled her phone, hitting the emergency app Peter had set up on all their devices. It pinged her location and alerted anyone that they needed help.

In the warehouse, everyone's phone buzzed with a specific tone. Felicia looked at Peter before Huntress slipped over her. “Gwen,” was all she said before heading to the door.

Peter winced as Liv started to remove more of the dead tissue from his body. It was going slowly to make sure she didn't harm the still-living flesh but now he had no choice. His wounds were healing, but the debridement of the burnt tissue would help.

"Sorry Liv,'' he apologised as he leaned over and gave her a kiss, “you’ll have to finish peeling the skin from my bones later.” Venom spread out and chased after Huntress.

⁂

Goblin was frustrated with this stupid Symbiote bitch as she ducked and dived away from him. If he only had his armour, if he only had his glider she would have been a smear on the sidewalk. Instead, she was leading him on a merry chase across the bridge to Staten Island. He needed somewhere he could fight her on his terms. One where she couldn't whip him with those damn things. One where he could trap her and rip them from her.

“Aww, did poor Gobby get hurt by wittle Gwennie,'' Poison taunted him. She was leaping from building to building, leading him away from the warehouse. If Norman found Liv who knew what he’d do to her, even with Venom and Huntress there was too big of a risk.

She was leading him into Staten Island. If she could get him to Life Incorporated she wouldn't feel so bad about trashing the place.

With the emergency signal sent she knew it was only a matter of time before Peter and Felicia joined her. He sent out another fist and Poison dived over it and up onto a building where she leapt onto the adjacent one,

“Aww, miss me miss me now you gotta kiss me.” She knew from Peter taunting her that it was infuriating. As Goblin roared at her she ducked out of the way as he started to pick up trash cans and other street items.

Shit, she thought as a bench was ripped from the ground and hurled at her.

Poison leapt once more knowing that she had to run. It was maybe twenty blocks to the Life Foundation Headquarters. The bridge would be an issue, but she could keep him occupied on the super-structure.

Harry had moved it to Staten Island after losing a bid on the massive tower on Fifth Avenue. Stark had been his usual smug self as he announced the project to build a new Stark Tower.

It would be the perfect place to fight, and Harry was rich enough to afford the repair bills. Gwen was a little mad at him for ditching Peter, so it would be perfect.

She took a deep breath, one last time baby, just one last time.

Poison growled within her,

We want the treaty treats for this and the petie Petes, no fair no fair

Poison howled as Gwen worked her to her limit. Avoiding Goblin was thankfully a lot easier than fighting him. As long as she kept an eye on where her whips were and made sure he had nothing to grab onto, she could outrun him.

Goblin knew exactly where Poison was taking him. He knew this area. He knew Harry's pathetic little company was nothing. He never realised that while the formula was brilliant it was flawed. It did things, but a stupid bug like Harry would never understand that.

He let her take him, he let her think she was guiding him to his son. Goblin scoffed at the idea that he was being led anywhere. He went where he chose to, not where some bitch in black-and-white symbiote skin led him. He would devour her whole, rip that skin from her and eat the tender flesh from her bones.

As Poison stood panting outside Harry’s office she saw Goblin laugh as he strode forwards. “What, you thought I’d be shocked? That I’d lament, ‘Oh no, not my poor son. Not my little Harry.’ Well, Gwen, after you, he’s next. Him and all the petty little bugs that you love. I took your family. I took your life and everything you cared about, anyone who crosses me gets OOPH.''

Goblin was sent flying through the glass doors of the office. Steel buckled and fell on him as he shook off the broken safety glass.

“Oh blah blah blah, give it up, you pompous windbag.” Venom was standing, and another black and grey symbiote was with him. “You, stupid and ugly, stay there while I check on my girlfriend,” Venom pointed a long claw at him.

He growled back, "We do not wait for lesser bugs." Goblin roared as he leapt at Venom once more.

As Venom, Poison and Huntress all threw themselves at Goblin, he knew he’d made a huge mistake. He never expected that all three were this powerful. Even with his fully enhanced and superior body, he felt his bones and flesh ache as they kicked and slashed at him.

Venom even extended four extra arms from his back, the damn harness. No wonder he couldn't find Liv to pull the flesh from her bones, Venom had hidden her from him.

He didn't care as he ripped out doors and plants and threw them at the trio. It was almost comical to watch as they swatted them aside and continued their assault. It stopped being comical when they gained the upper hand.

When one threw him, another was waiting to land a thick foot or fist into his face or torso. Poison kept her distance and he felt stinging slaps as she continually whipped at him. She began to gather broken glass to use as knives within those damn sticky whips of hers.

He had figured out one of their plans though. As Venom and the grey one backed off, he knew Poison was about to hit him with another explosion. They didn't come too often but they were making him mad, they hurt and showered him with caustic fluid.

The inside of the Life Foundation was wrecked. The once perfectly landscaped garden had been reduced to ruin. Even the white marble roman styled columns and water feature had used as weapons.

Venom was currently ripping a pillar out of the ground as he swatted Goblin with it Huntress was waiting. She webbed him and swung him into another pillar where Poison was expecting him. Her whips helixed and exploded right next to his face. He screamed as once more he was showered in the caustic fluid that ate at his flesh.

Goblin roared and leapt for her, only to be intercepted by Venom. He’d had this done to him and so they played catch. He would divert Goblin to Huntress who would let Poison swat him with her whips before closing in. The last explosion blinded him and he rubbed raw and swollen eyes. He healed quickly but his regeneration faltered with the damage they were doing.

Calling upon an old favourite Venom's thick gauntlets lengthened and thinned. He plunged one through Goblin's chest, where his heart would be. The other slid through his stomach, twisting and snapping both off from his fists. Huntress joined in and extended a hand into a sword that she handed to Gwen, who plunged it through his chest.

As Goblin lay, green blood pooled around him and his breath became shallower. His breath rattled as it slowly came to a stop.

Poison spat on him, “That's for Dad, you fuck.”

The trio turned to leave the centre. They stood stock-still, Harry was there. He had walked up to the four of them fighting and just stood waiting until they had finished.

Harry stood surveying the damage Norman and the trio had done. He glared angrily Venom, Poison and Huntress eyed him warily.

"You got Norman, so uh, fuck off." Harry waved them away. "Or, what? Do you want another Symbiote or maybe more formula? Get your little friends all juiced up as well Venom? Or well, Pete I should say. Liv might not have told dear old dad here, but I've always known it was you under there,"

Venom was shocked. Liv had filled them in that Harry was more involved than he let on, but to see him stand drove the point home. Harry had fooled everyone and now, Peter and the rest had willingly walked into his home. He had learned his lesson though, and if they could, they would just leave.

Venom raised his hands and backed towards Huntress and Poison. “Fine, we just wanted Norman. We’ll just leave, okay?”

Harry tapped a foot impatiently, as he surveyed the damage. “It’s fine, I mean, you did just wreck the place,” he said as he shook his head. He didn’t want them there any more than they wanted to be there.

As the trio backed away, Harry stopped tapping his foot, “In fact, you know Pete, I don’t think you should." Harry made finger quotes, "Just leave.” He kicked over a smashed potted plant. “I mean, look at this damage. I think you need a lesson, a reminder on who’s boss around here.”

He banged a foot on the floor and black-clad soldiers marched out of the doorways, clad in black. The soldiers reminded him of Flash. Thick black skin-tight armour, covered in tactical plates with harness and utility belt. Each one had similar masks to Agent Webb as well,

"Webb?" Venom asked, "You cloned Webb?"

Harry stared blankly at Venom, “Seriously? Do you think I’m going to discuss my plans and my masterpieces with you? Are you that dumb, Pete?”

The soldiers stood to attention, "Men. At arms."

The soldiers all grabbed rifles attached to their backs and they whined as they powered up. The soldiers all shifted and the group found fifty weapons all pointing at them.

Venom recognised them. The group that became Hulks had them as did the soldiers that came to arrest them. Fury and Natasha had smaller versions clipped to their waists. Pulse Weapons. How Harry had managed to snag government issues hardware wasn't the issue. The issue was Venom had no idea if they would cut through his armour or not.

"Oh, you like them?" Harry said with a smile. He ran a hand over one of the blue glowing chambers, "These are designed for Hulks, so I doubt you're going to last long. Now. Do I fire, and make more of a mess, or do you run like a little whipped bitch Pete?" Harry laughed, "Because I think after five years I know which one you prefer. Which one you always chose."

Venom raised an arm to shield Poison and Huntress and the group slowly backed away.

"That's what I thought," Harry spat, "and remember Pete. I know where you live, where your precious Aunt lives. Stay the fuck out of my business, or it won't be harsh words next time."

⁂

Harry watched the four leave and once they had swung away he shook his head. He surveyed the wreckage of his beautiful building. Those rogue symbiotes had really done a number on his place but as he stared at his father he snapped his fingers. A Symbiote soldier came over and opened a case. A red Symbiote spilt out over Norman, dying him from green to a deep red colour.

“I never liked green,” Harry said, giving his father a kick before walking off.

Harry didn’t buy the dying part. He knew full well a sword through the heart was hardly fatal for Norman. He had so much formula running through him Harry doubted his heart was even where they stabbed him. No, to the monster he had become, it would be more of an inconvenience. All the Symbiote would do was finish off the healing process, plus make him very very obedient.

If Peter was now suspicious of him, Harry knew he would have to move up his timetable. It was almost perfect. His weapons were in the right hands and his new soldiers were ready to deploy. It was just making sure the other idiots were ready.

There was a saying that no plan survived first contact with the enemy.

Hary preferred his,

No plan survived first contact with its generals.

He knew the others would fuck everything up before he even moved one of his pieces. But then, he had plans for that as well.