Spider-Man. The House Of Venom

The ETF had coordinated with the drug and gang enforcement department. Venom was taking down specific locations. While it seemed random, it was an identifiable pattern. He had been hitting the worst places, starting in Hell’s Kitchen and working outwards.

Witnesses were also reporting that he had a partner. Another Enhanced with similar powers to him. Super strong super fast and it was decided for their first assignment that the ETF would be on standby. Each identifiable target would be watched and carefully tracked. There was no doubt they could catch Venom, but it was their first outing and nothing could go wrong. If Venom and the new Enhanced showed that a rapid deployment strategy would be used and the ETF would step in.

For the NYPD the wait was only a week after two places were hit. Reports came from a new location. It was a well-known whorehouse catering to a rich and powerful clientele.

Captain, then just detective, Stacy had raided it years ago only to receive a slap on the wrist. He was brought to the truth of the NYPD. There were some places you didn't touch. A phone call from the mayor and a few senators as well put him in his place. Clients were bailed and charges dropped.

It was the one aspect of the job Stacy hated more than anything. The rich played hard and fast with the justice system but being just a police captain he was powerless. Surprisingly, if anyone knew him, George was happy Venom had hit those two places. When he heard the same senator who called him was found, beaten and bloody, he rejoiced.

As the call came in the three task force members were sitting in a van. The music suddenly cut out and as the tires screeched, they sped off to apprehend their targets.

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Venom and Huntress were making merry in the brothel. They had saved a few girls who were broken and bruised with their clients already in much the same way. They had let one man go and knew they would be getting company soon.

Wiping the blood from his hands, he strained to catch the sound of sirens in the distance. "Huntress, we've got company."

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"Who ordered sirens?" John yelled through his mic. With the element of surprise gone, he complained and yelled as the command centre was set up. "You two, go high. We know they leave through the roof." 

Both Spider-Man and Agent Web shot web lines and swung up onto the rooftops.

He marked spots on a map and officers began to unload equipment and surrounded the building. They knew Venom had good hearing and they were ready for it. He was their support. Eyes in the Sky with a specially designed rifle. It, according to Hammer, would go through Venom's armour like it wasn’t there, and the accompanying sound bafflers would echo the shot distorting where John's position actually was.

He settled in and checked the rifle one last time. It was now just a waiting game.

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Venom and Huntress made their normal escape. They headed up through the building and out of a top-floor window but both found a surprise waiting for them.

Flash had wanted to take on Venom. He'd insisted and as Huntress climbed out onto the roof Spider-Man was waiting for her.

"Now now, She-Venom, this doesn't need to be violent, just drop the bag and surrender." He held both his hands up. They had been warned to try a peaceful approach first. If the pair refused to surrender then they had a justifiable reason for retaliation.

"Are you shitting me? She-Venom? You know how insulting that is?" Huntress fired off two taser webs, making Spider-Man duck under them. "We are Huntress, and we never surrender to prey." Huntress threw the bag onto the roof and webbed it down before turning to Spider-Man and hissing at him.

He shrugged. "Never let it be said I'd hit a lady," ducking as Huntress pounced, with claws drawn.

Agent Webb didn't care what Brock was doing, he just wanted to take a swing at Venom. “You and me Venom, it’s just you and me.” Flash let the symbskin armour peel back from his face, “So, you gonna run and hide again Puker? Wasn’t that what you always did when me and the boys came for you?”

Venom stared at Flash, "You want to know, answer me first. Why? You know. We both have our secrets. So why?"

Flash laughed, "It hates you. I hate you, Parker. You are mine to break. Mine to kill." Flash waved a hand at the rooftops, "We only agreed to this because you are mine." The mask slid back over his face, "there is no Flash. Only Webb, Only revenge."

Venom snorted. "Always the same. Pathetic then, pathetic now."

Webb roared and swung for Venom who took a hit in the side of his ribs. The blow felt like a truck had hit him and Webb followed it with a blow to his chin, then a right thudded into his other side.

Webb backed away, "Hah, you ain't shit Venom. You can't fight for shit, you're nothing." He advanced again holding his hands up to protect his face. Parker was just the same. A chickenshit loser. To bag MJ and the rest he must have cheated. Must have used some kind of loser power that he stole from Webb. He would take it back. He would take it all from him.

Spider-Man was having a worse time of it. Huntress was faster than he was and it was only his enhanced senses that were saving him. The ETF had given him a new suit. It was snug and form-fitting and made from nanokevlar weave. Her claws had sliced through it like it was butter. tearing at his skin underneath. The black spider design on his chest was split in four and blood dripped down his front. He had scored a few good hits on her as well but she shrugged them off, had they made a mistake the real threat was her.

"S-One, unknown is now P-One, repeat, unknown is P-One." he huffed through his mic. She was keeping him off balance and it was hard to talk.

A round pinged off the tiles where they were fighting. S-Two, or Slayer Two, John's code name, switched targets and targeted the woman.

He had guessed wrong that Venom was the stronger of the two. From his position, he took a quick glance at the other pair. It seemed that Flash was more than enough to take him on, and hopefully, he was enough to deal with her.

Spider-Man's enhanced scenes were working overtime as she swung and clawed at him. He had taken Betty’s advice and started going to the gym. He had been lax though. He knew he ate more than he worked off and boxing lessons were slow to show results. As a member of the ETF, they had given them a form of advanced training. Some kind of multi-disciple martial arts initially developed for a Middle Eastern army.

It wasn't enough, there had been no time to get a lot of training in. Whatever Venom and his friend had been doing, it was more than a match for the pair.

He ducked under another swing and as he brought his own fist to punch her gut she twisted. Instead of the punch landing, she jabbed him in the elbow, trapping it between her thigh and fist. He yelped and pulled back aiming two balls of webbing at her. Once more she simply danced away from it and sprayed out her own to catch and neutralise it.

Every time his ’spider-sense’ as he’d been calling it went off, she had already struck and moved away. She was toying with him and the longer they fought the more tired he was becoming. Huntress seemed to have boundless stamina but he was discovering his limit. Sparring was always in set bouts, with plenty of downtime between. It was nothing like fighting her.

“I need help here, she’s too much,” Spider-Man had moved away. Carefully avoiding blows he managed to wheeze out a cry for help.

Spider-Man marked her as P-One, priority one. John had kept an eye on the fight but was more watching the other two. Webb punched him like a bag even John wondered if Venom was a dud. He was powerful enough to take out humans but an Enhanced was wiping the floor with him.

John adjusted his scope and targeted the new Enhanced. "S-One be advised shot out in Five, Four, Three, Two and firing." The ultrasonic round screamed as it left the barrel of his rifle. Hammer had assured him it would penetrate six inches of steel and there was nothing better. It was whisper quiet as the bafflers kicked in and the shot echoed from another building.

Huntress felt the impact against the side of her head, knocking her off her feet. The bullet had squashed itself left on her temple but it still hurt. She still screeched as the pain ran riot through her. She clawed at the burning hot round and it tinked to the ground as Spider-Man laid a fist into the other side of her head.

As she was sent tumbling he rained blow after blow on her face and shoulder. He was tired and it was sloppy but it slowly took effect. The round had stunned her long enough to get the upper hand.

Spider-Man swore.

What the fucking hell is she made of?

He watched the round squash against her head and then she got back up, dazed but fine. He had seen John firing those against Kevlar dummies. He could take their heads off with a single shot.

As he punched her in the few weak spots he had been shown, he figured out that they were way over their heads. He struck her as hard as he could and it was having an effect. She was still staggering and still dazed. He knew he was not going to take her down though. Unless Webb stopped playing around with Venom, he would lose.

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The whole operation was monitored in the command unit. They watched Agent Webb thunder blows into Venom. Spider-Man might be having problems but Agent Webb was not. He was hitting not just his ribs and kidneys but his face and the side of his head. Venom seemed slow and sloppy and they wondered if he had any fight training at all. The woman Enhanced was a real threat though. She dodged and weaved in a mix of various martial arts. It was made even more dangerous by her unnatural speed and grace.

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"Fight Back!" Webb yelled at Venom, who he had just hit straight in the jaw with a powerful right. Webb had a different opinion from the other two, whatever he threw at Venom, however hard he hit him, Venom took it. He wasn't fighting back because he was weak, he wasn't fighting back because he didn't have to. Webb ripped off his mic. "Fight me, Parker, this is all your fault. So fucking fight me, or still chicken shit like normal."

"Webb!" John shouted into his mic as he saw the headset go flying, what the hell was he doing? "S3 is off coms. I repeat S3 is off coms." John cursed, if they needed to fire then Webb risked being hit as he would have no warning.

"Weak," Venom laughed. "We are not weak." As Webb thundered a blow into Venom's kidneys, Venom grabbed his wrist before the blow landed. "You are nothing, you yell and are still nothing. We don't care, that is why we don't fight."

"Fuck you, Parker," Webb spat as he brought his left fist over and smashed it against Venom's jaw.

"Why? We are not kids, this is not school. Why Flash? Why? Because MJ is with us? She left because you made her. Because you were angry and raged and took it out on her. So why?"

Webb took a few steps back, "Why? Your fucking asking me why? This Parker,” and the black skin slid back, “It hates you. We hate you, Parker. At the diner, I saved her and she should have loved me. You should have loved it but no, you hurt it. You tortured it and no matter how hard it cried in pain, no matter what it did to get your attention you ignored it. So you want to know why? 'Cause yeah, this isn't high school but you still look down on us, you hate us and we hate YOU!"

Webb's muscles bulged and as he threw out a punch it connected and Venom went flying back. He crushed the thick steel air conditioning vent on the roof as he landed on it.

He shook his head, feeling the blow, "Good, you hate me? I don't fucking care. You made my life hell. You want pity? You want revenge? Fuck you!" Peter now knew where his symbiote went. He could feel it radiate hatred at him. He could smell the scent they gave off. It had chosen Flash, no matter if it was by accident. It had made its choice, and now there was no going back.

There was no we. He was Venom and there was no limit to his power and nobody could take it from him.

Venom leapt, Webb swung out again and Venom ducked under the blow cracking a fist into Webb's ribs. He grabbed the extended arm and picked him up and smashed him into the rooftop. "You ruined my life and now you complain."

He kept a hold of Webb’s arm he put a foot on his chest. As he looked over he saw Huntress stagger. He heard the round John fired, and Spider-Man lay heavy blow after blow into her. He needed to end this quickly and help her. Nobody would take his family from him.

Venom raised a foot and slammed it into Webb's waist and he felt something pop inside. 

Webb choked out a gurgle and vomit rose in his throat. He wanted to stand. He wanted to punish Parker for everything but as Venom stomped again and again he couldn't. He had no strength, no way of stopping him. Venom put his foot on Webb's shoulder and pulled, feeling the joint pop, and he let the limb flop to the roof.

Venom leant down his face inches from Webbs, grabbing him by the vest and lifting him up. "You act like you're the victim. Like you're the hurt ones and yet you did this. You made me this."

Venom headbutted him and Webb saw stars. Over and over Venom headbutted Webb until he felt him go limp. Holding him over the edge of the rooftop, Venom pulled Webb towards him. "I AM VENOM AND YOU ARE NOTHING!"

And then he let go.