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The sky was dark, nimble clouds had gathered around New York, making people aware of the rain that was to come. Peter Parker, in his black suit, jumped into the area where the bell was. He knew that he had to give up the suit.
"You cannot leave us, Parker" said a voice in Peter's head.
"Yes, I can!" shouted Peter as he hit the bell as hard as he could.
"Ahhh!" both the symbiote and Peter shouted together, the bell's vibrations causing Peter's mask to rip itself from its face, revealing Peter's anguished face.
"Stop!!" exclaimed the symbiote in his mind, "It's no use fighting against us, we have permanently bonded together and can no longer be separated ! If you try to hurt us, you will end up hurting yourself too!"
"At least that could weaken you." replied Peter as he continued to hit the bell.
"Arghhhhhhhhh!"Again, it hurt both of them, causing Peter to lose the strength to hit the bell again and the symbiote mask to re-attach itself to its head
"We are so disappointed, Peter, as you still want to weaken us, well, we will just have to make ourselves stronger!" said the symbiote.
Peter's mask started to distort and meld with his face, his white patch eyes morphed were now curved bolts of lightning while the lower half of his 'mask' ripped open violently, showing a gaping mouth filled with dozens of razor sharp teeth and a red snake like tongue dripping green drool.
"What's happening to me!!!!" screamed Peter with a frightened yet already deeper voice. Peter could feel the symbiote flesh moving inside his mask and forcing itself out of his new maw, releasing a new snake like tongue dripping green drool.
The symbiote decided to act fast and mentally influenced Peter in order to finish the bonding process.
"Calm down Parker, we are going to gain greater power with greater responsibilities!!! " hissed the symbiote in his mind. "Remember Uncle Ben's words..." As Peter's panic started to recede, the symbiote quickly carried on his modifications of their, now, common body.
Peter's body started to change, bulging muscles forming over his already athletic frame, fingers and toes sharpening into talon-like claws, biceps turning into veined gigantic ovals.
Clenching his now deadly clawed hands, and feeling the power coursing through his body, Peter couldn't suppress a hiss of pleasure. The two creatures, human and symbiote, slowly began to bind together, their thoughts meshing into one. Not separate anymore, each tightly bound to the other, the symbiote to Peter and Peter to the symbiote. Where there were two, now there was one: Spider.
Meanwhile, Eddie Brock, who was praying in the church heard someone above the church so he went to the clock tower room to check. As he stepped inside the room, he saw a giant monster staring at him and immediately became frightened by the look of its face. "You! Eddie Brock! A loser!" said the monster.
"Who are you?" asked Eddie bravely. "Who are we? We are Spider! And we will play with you tonight!" said the new being , a fanged grin appearing on his face. As Eddie turned to run away, the monster caught hold of his legs and crushed him towards the wall.
Then, as Iron-man was passing through, he heard a loud crash from the church and went to investigate. Upon seeing this new Spider-man, he quickly called Johnny Storm to stop the fight as he knew thanks to Reed Richards that symbiotes were weak to fire.
"Stop harming Brock!" shouted Peter in his mind.
"We do not understand" said the symbiote "According to our memories, this man is our ennemy, we can finally get rid of him."
"Leave him alone, he doesn't deserve to die" said Peter.
As Spider was about to leave the church, their spider-sense went off as Johnny Storm arrived and burnt him with his flames. "Arghhhhhhhhh!" shouted the bonded duo as they could not tolerate the pain caused by the fire. Knowing that they were no match yet, they escaped.
"Damn it," said Johnny.
As soon as Spider got back to his apartment, the grim suit seemed to disappear inside the pores of his body. Feeling suddenly exhausted, Peter just had time to reach his bed before sinking into deep sleep.
As Peter opened his eyes, he found himself into a grayish room full of cobwebs everywhere, in the middle of the room, a black puddle appeared from the ground, taking on a humanoid figure with white eyes and sharp teeth.
"Parker..." the figure hissed as it began to creep towards Peter. "Get away from me!" he shouted as he took a step back. "It's too late" the symbiote hissed, "We are already bonded physically, we need you to accept us now!"
"I refuse" said Peter, "We... I won't let you control me" Peter shouted once again. "You do not understand don't you ? " the symbiote hissed, "We are a symbiote not a parasite, we seek partnership not control" said the symbiote.
"How can I trust you?"
Peter watched as a black tendril from the symbiote touched his head. He closed his eyes, flashes of the Klyntar race past flowing through his head.
"You're saying the truth... , you want to belong and not dominate" realized Peter after opening his eyes
"What will happen to me, to us if we join minds ?" asked Peter "We will become one being but if your will is strong enough, you will stay in charge and we will help you." answered the symbiote
"Join with us willingly, we are meant to be one ! ".
Peter hesitated for a second then said: "I hope I won't regret it but okay, do it".
The symbiote latched all his mass upon Peter's body,a fleeting smile appeared on his fanged face as Peter woke up from this dream at this very moment.
"A dream ?" whispered Peter to himself. Peter went in front of his mirror and unsure of himself willed the symbiote on.
A grin appeared on Peter's face as the symbiote crawled out of his pores and covered him in inky blackness. His muscles started to swell, becoming larger and denser. The added bulk and biomass translated into strength and power that coursed through his body. The teeth sprouting along his jawline tickled as they rolled into place like a row of spikes.
Spikes the length of fingers and sharp enough to shred flesh.
His tongue lengthened, rolling out like a sticky pink whiplash. Spittle sloshed off it as it waved around his face. As the Other covered his head, the transformation was complete.
Peter suddenly opened his eyes and felt more alive than he ever had been in his life, he could hear the symbiote whispering in his head, encouraging him.
He went through his window, the white spider glowing on his black, muscular form until he reached the rooftop and then roared as loud as possible, suddenly feeling a great amount of strength and power flowing through their body. "Now that we have fully bonded together Spider-man and the symbiote are no more, WE ARE SPIDER!!!"