Chapter 152. Venom: Journey to the Life Foundation
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Night had settled over New York City, but the skyline wasn't still.
A black blur swung from rooftop to rooftop, barely more than a shadow.
"Damn it... You nearly attacked Aunt May!" Peter growled beneath his mask, voice tight with guilt and panic.
"I'm hungry," came the deep, gravelly voice in his head a voice that wasn't his.
Peter's eye lenses narrowed.
"I'll grab you a rotisserie chicken when I get back."
"I want meat. I want people."
"Absolutely not!" Peter snapped, furious. He'd been struggling with this... thing ever since his suit started talking back. What was once his faithful red-and-blue was now an oil-black monstrosity that whispered to him constantly.
The entity had a name—Venom.
It gave him speed. Strength. Reflexes, unlike anything he'd ever felt. It even improved his webbingcgenerating its own on-demand, stronger, faster, and infinite.