As Finnlay disappeared into the vent, Venom coughed a few times.
“That guy has no respect for none-smokers,” she said. Knowing she would have to find out soon which claims were true, she turned rather casually to Sliver.
“Alright, let’s do some detective work. See who’s going on Santa’s naughty list. In case you’ve been lying, you should probably go hide, cause I’ll be coming for you, big guy.”And from where she came, she was off: fired off a web into the hallway and pulled her feather-weight body through the air. Practically shooting through the corridors, until a window arrived. She smashed through, shot a new web, used it to redirect the momentum and swung up towards the entrance. With an acrobat’s movement and a dancer’s precision Venom landed right on the outside wall high above the band of Shield vehicles. A busy crowd all paused as if time itself stood still. Even a guy screaming into a walkie-talkie about the unresponsive Delta squad. Then the masses turned into a horde of pointed guns.
“Easy – Easy, earthlings, I come in peace,” Venom said using one hand to clarify her none-threatening gesture while sitting vertically on the brick wall.
“Actually, I’m kidding. About the alien-part. I’m very much from around here."“You got 10 seconds to get down-”
“Were you confused by the whole Easy-Easy-part? Cause I kinda think I was clear, I’m on your side, mister G-man,” Venom interrupted, slightly irritated.
“Look. The people in there seem to think that you intend to hurt-“This interrupting came in the form of a bullet hitting the wall right where her head had been. Had her reflexes been off by a millisecond, or the sniper been less obvious, the stones had been painted with the contend of her head.
“You know those things hurt!” she spat out, which were her last words. Next second someone yelled fire, and suddenly Shield was tearing up the entire front in an attempt to kill the swinging Venom. Bullets flew past her like rain with a few RPG's as thunder. She duck, made a spin and kicked the surface to increase her thrust, until her dance of death allowed her to pass the corner and choose another windows to bust into.
Venom’s escape ended in a violent roll through a passage until she regained enough control over the fall that she used the tumble to get back up, huffing like an angry bull.
“Go back,” the Symbiote echoed in her head.
“Destroy them all.” And for a moment Venom was tempted.
“Do it,” it kept pushing.
“That’s why you chose the name. To be the Venom in the veins of those who deserve it. You can take them, don’t be afraid.”“It has nothing to do…” She punched a wall.
“... with fear.” With a few rapid hooks she ripped the wrinkly wallpaper and the plaster underneath. And then she just continued until massive holes stared back at her.
“I… I have to find the others. They were right. Yeah, sure. Just walk into their midst and yell Outcasts, assemble!”