Spider-Man. The House Of Venom

There was a quiet knock at the door of Gwen's home. "uh, I know you are having a moment but Peter, you need to make a choice.” Liv had come over while Peter could see Curt standing nervously at the table, hovering over Gwen.

Peter stood and helped Felicia to her feet. “Shouldn't you ask Fel, I mean, if anyone’s,” but Felicia batted him on the shoulder.

"Peter Parker, don’t you fucking dare. Gwen and I are dating but she loves you more than me. I might not like it but shit, I love you more than her so we're even. So no, you are the one," she took a deep breath, "if anyone makes the big decisions it's you. We all know and agree to that, so no, go, please.”

"It's not all bad Peter but we, we can save either Gwen, Poison or maybe both but at a cost.” Liv was twiddling her hands, and glancing over at Curt nervously. Peter knew that there was no good news coming.

"Both, no questions,” but Liv shook her head.

“It's not that simple I'm afraid. The anti-venom is killing Poison, who in turn is killing Gwen. If we separate them we save Gwen, but Poison will die. If we cure Poison, the method will probably either kill Gwen outright or leave her crippled. And we can’t save Poison separate from Gwen, being unbonded will kill her as well.”

Peter frowned but Liv explained, "Radiation. Poison will survive but well, you know what radiation will do to Gwen."

Peter nodded. “And the third?”

“You won't like it.”

“I don't care Liv, what's the third?”

“We Enhance her. We have a working formula.”

Peter growled, “The Lizard formula? So we save her by turning her into the same monster he is?” Peter now knew why Curt was looking apprehensive. It was the one solution they had no control over, and they had no idea what it would do to Gwen.

"The regenerative effects of the formula will cure her Peter, it's just the side effects we don't." She paused, her eyes misting up, "we can't wait. Please, make a choice."

“Do it. We deal with one problem at a time, if we save one the other will hate us for it, we save both or neither.” Peter made up his mind.

"Um, there is something else we can do to maybe stave off the side effects.” Liv looked hopeful.

“A blood transfusion, from you to Gwen. Your blood cells have been improved by the Symbiote cells. We know the Symbiotes you produce see you as a source of power. If you’re immune to the anti-venom a transfusion may help Gwen.”

Peter shook his head, “I don't care if it's a million to one. Hell, if you asked for a kidney to save her I would. A little blood is nothing.”

Felicia hugged Peter from behind, “Just Peter? I can, I'm Enhanced as well,” she asked but Liv shook her head.

“Your Symbiote might fight Gwen's dear. Plus you're the wrong blood type. We can use Peter's blood as he's a universal donor. We also don’t have time to separate out the healing cells, it needs to be a transfusion, and it needs to be now.”

Felicia hugged Peter more.

“Right, get her prepped and whatever you need Doc,” Peter grinned. “Finally playing doctors and nurses again huh?”

Liv laughed, “Be serious dear, but maybe later,” she winked at him but he could see the pain in her eyes.

Liv, Felicia, and Peter made their way to the coffee table. Gwen was still and pale as she lay on it, and Curt wiped her forehead with a damp cloth. He sighed as Peter grabbed a chair, and took off his top. "I don't have to tell you Peter how much this will hurt. Just remember, as your own transformation was painful, you did recover."

Peter shrugged. He couldn't remember his transformation. He was at Oscorp one minute and home in bed the next and he hoped Gwen would stay unconscious for it.

Liv wrapped a rubber hose around his arm, and with deft practice inserted the cannula. Blood flowed into an IV bag where it slowly began to fill, and then into Gwen's neck.

"We, uh, also need Miss Hardy. You may need to hold her down as she may get violent." Curt warned them, remembering the blood and flesh of his first transformation. He never knew who he had attacked or even if he killed them. Only that he awoke with a fist full of bloody flesh and a coppery taste in his mouth.

Huntress spread herself over Felicia and she stood at the head of the table. She rested her hand near Gwen as Curt prepared the injector gun with a cartridge of the pale blue formula.

“Are you ready?” He asked everyone and they solemnly nodded. One mistake could cost Gwen her life. Liv started the blood flow from the drip and then down into Gwen's neck.

Where the new blood met the old, her skin turned a healthy pink colour but soon black veins appeared. "Now Curt, now, the blood is reacting too fast."

Curt pushed the injector against the other side of Gwen's neck and as the gun hissed the vial emptied. "Now all we can do is wait."

The quartet waited and watched as Gwen lay motionless on the table. Only the shifting of Peter every now and again broke the still silence of the warehouse. MJ was still working on the prep for her movie and they hadn't expected her back for another week.

To Peter, it seemed that Gwen was simply sleeping and he felt a lump in his throat as he remembered the diner. So much for Shield. Where were they when Harry and his assholes walked into the warehouse? He was tired of this happening. Of promises being made and then broken. He needed allies, not platitudes. 

Gwen moaned softly and the group jumped. She groaned once more and twisted on the table, her shoulders rocking back and forth. Slowly a black ooze began to make its way out of her pores, sliding down her body and pooling around her belly button.

Curt raised a hand. "Wait. It's just the serum working," but he moved away as the ooze formed a terrifying face and screeched at them.

Liv and Curt reeled back while Peter and Felicia let their own symbskin slip out. Huntress grew her talons and stood ready to pounce if the Symbiote proved hostile.

Free ussss, it hissed.

"Poison?" Peter asked.

freeee ussss, it hissed again, and Venom could tell that this wasn't Gwen's Symbiote. He had no idea how a second Symbiote had appeared but here it was. Had Harry infected her, and it killed Poison?

shit, he thought. They didn't have a containment cell or anything suitable to hold a Symbiote. It wasn't like they could just let it wander the streets of New York.

Liv extended a hand but Venom grabbed her wrist. "It's fine dear, honest. If, if it saves Gwen then anything, for any of you, anything."

After touching her belly the Symbiote threw itself onto Liv's hand. Small tendrils worked their way up her arm. She began to quickly remove as much clothing as she could, knowing not to fight the creature but to welcome it.

Gwen stopped twitching and her colour returned to its healthy pink. Curt checked her pulse. "She's fine Peter,” he said and Venom nodded, knowing he meant Gwen.

Liv suddenly stood in her chair as the symbiote made its way up to her neck and began to latch tendrils over her face. Turning she felt the last of her clothing dissolving under the Symbiote's tendrils.

"You,” she pointed at Curt “Leave!"

Curt took a step back, “uh, Peter?”

Venom nodded. “It might get messy doc, you should do as the lady says. This isn't your fight.”

At the word fight, Curt blanched. Liv had explained that young Symbiotes, newly spawned, could be violent or worse. He knew what was coming, and really didn't want to face any of them. Even the Lizard was still shivering in his mind, he grabbed a coat from Peter's home and made a quick exit.

The ooze had completely covered Liv, and she stood in front of her chair. The slick oil-like surface of the symbskin glistening. It squirmed and tendrils reached out before pulling back. Eyes formed and extra arms and limbs branched out before returning back into the main body once more.

The eyes mimicked Venoms, slick white crescents and the face mask slip into a wide grin, full of razor teeth. "Yes, Yes. We are free!"

Her skin hardened and began to take on a more matte finish. She was a deep red colour, like the fresh dripping blood from the needle in Venom's arm.

"We are free from the Poison. We are free from the Gwen," she spoke softly, staring at her hands as each finger elongated and became razors.

Venom crouched into a fighting pose but she stood back stunned. "No, we do not want that. No, we do not." He watched as the symbskin oozed and shifted over her. "We want to fight the nice way, the tasty way." She tried to step forwards but stumbled and gripped the edge of her chair. She snorted, "We are hurt, only half of what we should be. We will heal, and then we will have our reward. We did not fight. We did not yell. We behaved, and once we are whole, you will reward us."

Venom shook his head and stood, holding a hand out to stop Huntress from attacking. "What do we call you? and is Liv okay?" He asked.

The symbskin had finally solidified. Her skin was a deep blood-red colour, with a huge black spider motif stretched over the front. It arched up and covered her face.

It had changed and now, unlike Venom's crescent eye shapes, the black covered her whole face. It extended up onto the top of her head and ended in what looked to be two horns.

"We are Ravage, and oh yes, that is what we want with Peter, with Venom, and Liv wants too." Her symbskin rippled, revealing Liv's naked chest and groin to them. Mimicking the harness, four arms split from Ravage's back, each with a smooth rounded end. "What we want with all the pretties we love."

“No, Ravage, no.” Peter knew exactly what she wanted to do, and with three girls and one guy, four was definitely not the magic number. "If you love Gwen then we save her first okay?" and while the limbs retracted back into the symbskin, Ravage was still there.

"We understand, but you owe us, Peter."

"Fine, fine but save Gwen first.” Peter really didn’t want to do either, fight or fuck right now, not while Gwen was still in danger.

Ravage tutted. “Gwen is fine, we took the nasty and became it, she's sleeping, but her and the grumpy one will live.”

“Grumpy one?”

“She snarled and called us stupid. 'Go away go away' she shouted as we killed her, but it wasn't until you came and made us whole that we were forced out.”

Peter frowned, “Wait, Anti-Venom is made from Symbiotes?”

“We were, but now we are more. Now we are you and you are us, and we will be good and proper and behave.” The skin slowly slid back and Liv was left standing there.

“Oh damn Peter, wow, you never said, oh damn,” Liv ran her hands over her body, "I never, even the harness, oh wow." Liv was buzzing from her symbiote high. "Oh, yes," She moaned as she ran her hands down her front until Elektra cleared her throat.

"While I am enjoying the show, I am no longer needed." She looked over at Peter who nodded at her, She laughed "Do not look so smug Peter. I am a contractor, you will be getting a bill for my time."

Peter slumped and sighed "Fine. Thank you Elektra, and uh, Liv?"

She was running her hands over her body, touching the symbskin and feeling it between her fingers. giggling and biting her lip in glee.

"Liv, I know it feels good but you need to rain it in. Everything is sensitive right now, please don't get angry.”

Liv laughed. “Angry is not what I'm feeling dear, and Ravage is right, you will owe us later. But, let's see how Gwen is doing. Um, where did Curt run off to?”

“Oh, he's still outside. Maybe grab some clothes and I'll go get him.”

Liv looked down and realised she was naked. She concentrated and the blue jeans, green sweater, and lab coat she wore wrapped around her. Liv's eyes sparkled as she watched Ravage morph into clothes. “Oh, that is so neat."