2 CH 1: Chains

Darkness had engulfed his mind and vision. However, while asleep, Ali could hear muffled noises. Frowning, his eyes slowly fluttered open when he felt getting slapped and his hair getting pulled :"W-what the...?"

As his mind slowly gained clearance, he noticed how his voice sounded strange. Childish. And a lot more pleasant to the ear than his original voice. Although he couldn't hear his actual voice, the voice that he did hear was pretty soothing.

But that wasn't what caught his attention the most. What did, was the person in front of his eyes. As his senses returned, he saw an ugly young man, probably in his teens or late teens, holding him by his hair and smirking mockingly.

"Huh, just look at him! He'll definitely sell for an awesome price!" The boy laughed, seeming to be speaking to someone else. Someone who he couldn't see because of his vision being blocked by his ugly face. However, once the teenager moved to look behind him, he did see someone.

Or well, some people. Two girls and two guys. With all of them looking serious. One of the guys was skinny as hell, with messy brown long hair that was swiped back. He also sported some thick ass eyebrows. It was the first thing to see if someone looked at him. Damn, boy, you'd be a lot nicer to look at if you trimmed them eyebrows a bit. The other guy was, contrary to the first guy, rather fat. But not enough to be a problem. More like, a little above healthy fat. His hair color was the same as his friend's. He was also wearing a pair of goggles. And just like his friend, he seemed pretty serious. But also slightly nervous.

Of the two girls, one looked a few years younger than everybody else, who all seemed to be around the same age. About 14 to 16 years old, and the girl looking to be about 12 years old. The older girl was rather pretty, and with her special pink hair and her well developed, lean muscles, she looked to be a rather skilled fighter at first sight.

The younger girl's hair was also rather unique in Ali's standards. Blue. But unlike the older girl, she was pretty lean and skinny. She also looked nervous, unlike the brave features of the pink-haired girl which was slowly turning into rage.

"You don't want this fight, asshole." The older girl snarled, glaring daggers :"Let the kid go!" But all she earned was a scoff from the ugly teenager, and a mocking laughter from three other guys who were with him. Not having fully woken up yet, he hadn't noticed them until they let their presence be known.

"Huh, why should we?" He said, grabbing Ali by the chin :"Just look at him. Do you have any idea how much this kid with these looks will sell out for? I know a lot of sick guys will pay some pretty good money for him. Listen here, kid. You better piss off. Don't mess with us. Don't think just because you're Vander's kid, you can do whatever the hell you want."

The girl gritted her teeth, slowly getting angrier. More so when he saw him trace his filthy fingers on the young boy, who seemed to be Powder's age, face. She did have to admit his face didn't suit a person from Undercity. Especially not from the Lanes.

One look at his pure, jet-black hair, crimson red eyes with black outlines and the cat-like pupils, his adorable face which had barely started to develop handsomeness, healthy white skin and rosy cute lips, and anybody would guess he wasn't your average kid from the Undercity. However, seeing him press his dirty thumb on his lower lip and scratching his pearl-like teeth with his nail was enough to bring her out of her daze.

"What?! Listen here, you little shit-" She snarled in anger. But before she could finish her sentence, a scream of agony came out of him as he pulled away his hand. However, the problem was, his thumb wasn't in its right place.

Holding his hand in pain, he turned towards the young boy with a scowl, just to see him smiling like a madman with his thumb between his teeth. What shocked them all though, was when the boy just started biting into the finger and eating the whole thing.

Seeing him swallow without breaking eye contact (ಠಿ⁠_⁠ಠ), the teenager grew angry as he threw a punch straight at his face with his healthy hand :"You bastard!" But Ali just dodged, pulling his head backwards and causing him to miss.

But instead of going away, he smirked when he saw the boy's elbow in front of him. Stopping his head mid dodge, he brought it forward with as much force as he could. The target, the boy's elbow. When he headbutted it, a sickening crack was heard as his elbow shattered, causing him to scream loudly in pain as the young boy's smile simply widened even further.

Without missing a second, with one knee on the ground, and raising the other to use his foot as leverage, he clenched his fist and slammed it right into his chin, causing blood to fly around, along with a tooth or two, as he was sent flying a bit away. He only noticed the immaturity of his body when he threw the punch. Although the strength he felt in his body had an ungodly difference from his original body, he still did feel pretty awkward. But fortunately, his unusual instincts took care of that.

Only after standing on his two feet did he notice something on his wrists. While the others looked at the passed out guy in shock, he nonchalantly looked at his wrists to see chains on them. But not chains to immobilize or imprison him. At most, they could be called accessories.

However, that was just in appearance. He could clearly feel the connection between himself and the chains. It was like they were a part of himself. An extension of himself. And inside of those flimsy looking chains, he could feel unimaginable power.

'Hmm, if I remember correctly, Dylan Brock's version of tendrils was chains. Since the current me is like him, part Symbiote and part human, I guess we are kinda alike. Also, why do I have them out? Did I do it unconsciously? But oh well, I'm not complaining! His version of Venom with chains was cool as hell! These are just sick!'

(A/N: Honestly, it's not even that big of a change in design. But a Symbiote wearing little chains as if he is wearing bracelets or accessories seems really cool to me! You know, gotta be fashionable. Even while going on a rampaging and eating heads! Image:)

"Watch out!" Just as he was smiling to himself, the pink-haired girl, who he recognized as Violet, or Vi, after remembering what had happened, screamed at him as she tried to run towards him. But she really didn't need to remind him.

After all, his Symbiote version of Spider-Sense, ESP, or as he liked to call it, Symbiotic Sense, went off at the back of his head like a tingling sensation. Where he should move towards and dodge was all but natural and instinctual for him as he turned to the side before spinning and throwing a punch, his chains moving to his fingers out of nowhere to be used as some kind of a glove.

Upon contact after dodging his dagger, his new strength was already showing. Because the moment he punched the guy, despite him being a lot bigger than the previous one, he still was sent flying. When he hit the ground, his broken nose and missing teeth could clearly be seen.

"Hehehe." Not being able to contain his excitement at how fun the situation was, he couldn't help but giggle evilly :"You guys want trouble, huh? Well, cowabunga it is, motherfuckers!"

As he rushed towards one of the two remaining guys, he actually pulled out a dagger to swipe at the approaching boy. But he dodged again before grabbing his chains and imprisoning his wrist. Forcing the knife out of his hold, he senses another punch coming at him by the same guy.

Moving swiftly, he dodged yet again before grabbing his arm, swirling around it and kneeing him in the face. As he stumbled back, Ali's chains seemed to disconnect from each other. If they were like accessories before, now they were actual chains circling his wrists. As he grabbed them and threw them at the thug's head, the chains seemed to magically increase in length before circling around the guy's head and imprisoning him.

But he didn't have time to be shocked. Because not even a second later, his head was pulled down by force before Ali jumped and delivered a bone crushing knee straight to his face. The sound of his nose cracking was clear, but the young boy still didn't let go.

He simply used the chance of his pain to bring him down to his knee because of the height difference, and started to continuously knee him in the face with both legs as if he was playing with a ball, but with the guy's head instead.

"S-shit, damn you!!" The last one shouted, dumbly announcing his attack as he thrusted his dagger straight at Ali's head. But he just moved back, dodging once again, before actually biting the unsharp side of the dagger pointed at him, shocking everybody. Well, everybody conscious.

But what shocked them more, was when he actually bit so hard the knife shattered between his teeth. The chains seemed to move like they had a mind of their own as they freed the guy, before the madly smiling Ali swiped them at the last guy.

Hitting the side of his head, his head moved with the force as he stumbled away, the pain making him dizzy. As the boy grabbed his arm, he quickly jumped on top of his shoulder. After punching his head twice, causing his head to shoot down, he jumped up before making his chains circle around his neck and then pulled, causing himself to get shot towards his head before he kneed him in the head with both legs, knocking him unconscious and giving him at least a concussion as he fell down.

"Woo! Now that's what I'm talking about!" He cheered, freeing his chains before spinning his hands fast enough for the chains to return to their original place. Sensing the stares, he turned to see the four teenagers still in the alley where the fight had taken place.

Putting his hands up in a fighting stance, he smiled in pure excitement, seeming to be enjoying every second of this ordeal :"Are you guys with them? You guys gonna fight too?"

"What?! No!" The pink-haired girl, Vi said :"We wanted to help when we saw those guys seeming to be kidnapping you! Well, we were going to. At least before... you know, this. Guess you didn't need it."

"Aww..." He sighed, disappointment unhidden in his features as he pouted. But it only took a moment for him to stop sulking and smile nonchalantly :"But thanks for trying to help! Who knows what these guys would've done while I was asleep if you hadn't occupied them? So, yeah, thanks! I appreciate it!"

"Yeah, you're welcome." The skinny boy, Mylo, said. Putting down his guard, he looked at the passed out thugs on the ground :"But seriously though, damn. You actually beat the hell out of them by yourself."

"Who are you anyway? We haven't seen you around here." Vi spoke again, also easing up :"You weren't taken here by them, right? You look too clean to be from around here."

"Oh, me? Well, I'm...! I'm... I am..." Ali smiled as he introduced, but his smile slowly fell, replaced by a confused frown as he scratched his head and pointed at himself :"Do you know who I am? Cause I don't." Showing acting that deserved an Oscar.