Chapter 7: The Coming of Carnage Part Two.

Chapter 7: The Coming of Carnage Part Two. 

Ravencroft was a nice facility, or at least that's what it looked like on the outside. Kitty kept her gaze locked forward onto the building as she considered what she wanted to do next. The problem was with places like this, it that looks could in fact be deceiving. The brunette mutant led the way, with Jean and Rogue walking behind her.

"So, do you thinks this Hamilton guy's going to be any trouble?" Rogue asked. She obviously expected it, but she wanted feedback from the others.

Jean shook her head and gazed forward. "I'm not sure if he's going to be any trouble, but we better keep our eyes on what we're doing. Just in case he tries something."

"I think that it's more likely the people that he's working with that will have to be on the look out for," Kitty offered, as she double checked the information that Gwen and Chloe had dug up. "Someone's paying him really big bucks to make sure that they get their test subjects. And it's not like anyone will miss any of the people in this place. Wait...I mean...they won't miss the..."

"Yeah, Kitty, I get it," Jean interjected before Kitty babbled herself into a stupor, smiling in spite of herself. Kitty was rambling which never was going to be a good thing. Still the redhead focused her way forward towards the front door.

Jean used a light mental probe to ensure that the guards believed that they had the proper credentials to get inside. Sure that might have been a cheap trick to use, but Jean was not looking to play nice right now. With all of the lives that were on the line, she had to do what she had to do to get that job done.

'Okay, let's try and figure this out,' Jean projected to the other girls and Kitty and Rogue nodded. Their jaws set as they walked forward. Both of them were taking a couple of steady steps and carefully keeping their wits about each other. They did not want anyone to get the drop on them.

Doctor Hamilton was sitting at his desk, scratching some notes onto a piece of paper. Jean, being the most mature and the one with the most tact, decided to take a step forward to engage the good doctor in conversation.

"How did you girls get in here?" Hamilton demanded before Jean even spoke.

"We're here to ask a couple of questions about one of your patients," Jean said as she looked at the man before her and his attention was grabbed firmly. She decided to strike whilst the iron was really hot. "Cletus Kassady."

Hamilton's poker face was good; he was not going to betray what he knew or did not know. He looked at the females with a set jaw and spoke in an even tempered voice.

"I don't know…"

'Yeah, we figured that was going to happen. Jean, you know what to do,' Harry said and she did in fact know what to do.

'Right,' Jean responded as she focused her eyes on the man before her.

Before Jean could take that next step and pry the information that she needed out of the man's head, there was a painful disorientating sensation that broke her concentration.

'Vertigo,' Jean thought with a pained expression on her face as she felt dizzy and unable to stand.

'Yeah, so says my head,' Rogue grumbled with a grimace on her face as she tried to keep her head up and focused on the job at hand, but that was easier said than done. She felt a rattling sensation going through her head and the Southern Belle tried to shake it off but her blurred vision made it pretty difficult for things to be adjusted to properly.

Vertigo made her physical presence known, alongside Blockbuster and Riptide. They were about ready to attack them, but before they could do much damage. Jean used her telekinetic abilities to turn the table.

'Rogue. Take out Blockbuster,' Jean told her in a pained tone as she blocked out the vertigo effect in her mind.

'Gladly,' Rogue offered, cracking her knuckles she raised her hand up and rearing her arm back proceeded to plow it into Blockbuster's chest. It was music to her ears to hear the monster of a man thump down like a sack of potatoes.

Blockbuster clenched his stomach in pain and that just pissed him off even more as he tried to get to his feet.

Kara zipped in and took down Harpoon before he could stab Kitty in the back.

"You should really watch your back," Kara advised Kitty as she hurled Harpoon into the air but he landed on his feet.

"So noted," Kitty said as she watched Kara use her heat vision to take out the spear before it struck her in the face. The blonde grabbed Harpoon and slammed him against the closest wall.

Blockbuster raised his hands up, but Kara beat him to the punch. Literally, as she punched him in the face causing him to split in half.

"Don't hit him!" Kara yelled as she saw two Blockbusters go up against her, trying to take her to task. Kara nimbly dodged their strikes, taking extra care not to hit back, even though every one of her instincts was telling her to counter their sloppy blows.

"Yeah, Harry beat him. I think he said, by causing them to hit each other," Kitty replied as she closed her eyes. She sure hoped that Sinister didn't iron out that flaw with Blockbuster's powers. The brunette's heart was pumping a steady stream of blood into her heart and she pushed herself forwards. The woman's intentions were rather fierce as she drove an elbow onto the back of Riptide's head.

There was a large crack as said enemy fell to the ground and he was out of the battle for sure.

'Okay, so totally got this one,' Kitty thought, as she jumped between the two duplicates then went intangible. Which caused Blockbuster to punch himself out. Yes, he is in fact that stupid.

Two Blockbusters became one and taking advantage, Kara froze him into a solid block of ice with her ice breath preventing him from doing any further damage.

"That should keep him on ice," Kara said as she folded her arms in smug triumph and Kitty looked towards her with a raised eyebrow in disbelief.

"You, like, so totally did not say that," Kitty said wanting to face palm. That was such a Bobby thing to say that it was not funny.

"I so totally did and oh before I forget…." With that Kara leaned over and pinched Kitty rather hard on the ass. The girls had been leaning on her pretty heavily lately to knock it off. While Jubilee was exempt from it considering she was a mall rat who grew up in Beverly Hills, Kitty was from fucking Chicago.

"OWWW!"

The girls saw Veritgo, or at least the puddle of glop what was once Vertigo. Jean realized that these Marauders were pale duplicates, sent here to distract them. A horrific moment of realization went through the redhead's mind as she figured that out and the reason why popped into her mind as soon as she realized who was no longer amongst their number.

Barton Hamilton slipped from his office like a thief in the night, the weasel having run as fast as he could be allowed. Jean clutched her fists in fury, she could not believe it.

"Hamilton won't get far," Rogue said, trying to put an optimistic spin on the situation.

Jean was not sure about that one. If Hamilton had some kind of technical support or some more backup from Sinister. He might have gotten away cleanly.

The girls knew that they could not let the doctor get away, although the doctor had already gotten away in the past tense of the world. The frustrating difference between those two words were rather clear to them.

They hoped that Harry was having better luck. Sure, the fight against the Marauders went well but it was a distraction and it allowed Hamilton to escape.

Although, unknown to the girls, he did not escape completely for they were not the only ones who were watching him.

Peter Parker, your friendly neighborhood Spider-Man tried not to question what was happening, but there was that nagging voice in the back of his head that told the Web Slinger that what they were doing, wasn't a good idea. It was the type of voice that just would not shut up kind of like a certain red haired harridan of a mother that will not be named. It constantly berated him over and over about how trusting Venom was going to burn them badly. Especially, given what Brock and the symbiote were like. Then combine the two together, and someone was just asking for a lot of trouble.

The web head turned around to face Harry and he stated one thing.

"Are you sure…."

"That this is a good idea?" Harry asked him and Spider-Man nodded. "Well, good idea might not be the best way to describe it, but given the circumstances…"

Gwen chimed in with a few words of her own. "It's an idea, nothing more nothing less. We all know what Venom's like….well you two more than me, but Carnage, he's far worse than Brock on his worst day."

Spider-Man shuddered, his bruises still had bruises from his last little go around with Carnage. He took a half of a step forward and felt his knees quiver for a brief instance.

'Easy does it, Pete,' Spider-Man thought to himself as his spider sense did not go off.

Even though Harry was devoid of spider sense. He still had a sixth sense that told him that trouble as brewing somewhere. Then again, he was insanely paranoid and a pessimist, so he always thought there was going to be trouble. Harry was prepared to fight back and attack at a moment's notice or even less than a moment's notice.

This was the apartment that Chloe found listed as Brock's last known address. Harry was on edge, so he kept his mind focused on the situation in front of him. His green eyes tracked everything around him carefully. It was a crap shoot that Brock even came back here in the first place.

Yet, it was the only shot that they had, so it was full steam ahead, for better or for worse. Harry stood steady as he looked over his shoulder. Gwen held her weapon in hand, in case the other symbiote came calling. After all, if the symbiote that spawned him was here, there might be a sick kind of survival of the fittest type thing waiting to be enacted. She wouldn't post it past the alien to be the type that ate it's own young

"You should have called before you came over! We would have baked you a cake!"

That last word was said in the most over the top manner possible as Venom stepped out of the shadows. His teeth, his tongue, they were all hanging out and he was ready to attack them.

"We don't want any trouble, Brock," Spider-Man said warily as he took half of a step back. The villain watched from half in the shadows half out of them. A loud round of laughter echoed outwards as his tongue flew back and forth nastily leaving slime everywhere it went.

"Well trouble, trouble, that's what you're going to get, if you come a knocking in our crib," Venom growled as he took them all in. "And if it isn't the Star Child, well this party just keeps getting better."

Venom turned towards Gwen with a leering expression.

"Hello, babe, how's it hanging?" Venom asked to the blonde but Gwen held a gun on him and it was obvious that she would not hesitate to pull the trigger if he got out of line. "Oh, feisty, like that in a woman."

"Don't tempt me," Gwen said as she held the gun on him. It was not a tranquilizer gun with the antidote. It was a gun. Period. As in a projectile weapon that tended to punch a gaping hole into the person it was used on.

"Well, why did you come…."

"It's Carnage," Spider-Man stated to Venom and the symbiote sank back to reveal Eddie Brock's face, so he could raise an eyebrow in confusion. "You know, the other symbiote."

"Ah, yes, that bitch," Venom growled in hatred. "This fucking world isn't big enough for two symbiotes, and we're going to make sure that nothing like that abomination ever happens again."

"Well, the world isn't big enough for two symbiotes! So I say that the last symbiote standing will be me!" Carnage said while hanging upside down from the ceiling and dropping to the ground he went to attack Venom. His claws bared and he was about ready to rip this pretender to shreds.

"We don't think so!" Venom growled out as he rushed forwards toward Carnage but he took him out with a huge punch to the face.

Carnage and Venom circled each other. Venom launched out several symbiote whips toward Carnage but he created buzzsaws that sliced through the black symbiote. There was a loud scream of agony, as Carnage moved in to keep attacking his prey.

Venom dodged out of the way and kicked his enemy in the face. He wrapped his tentacles around Carnage and tried to smother him.

"This is not a hentai!" Carnage growled as he shifted into a spiky mass that looked like something out of a nineties comic book. The spikes stabbed through Venom's skin, causing him pain.

The other symbiote was really strong, Sinister made it that way and this was proven more and more as the fight between the two alien beings progressed.

Spider-man broke the silence as he watched Venom and Carnage brawl with each other.

"So, should we get involved?" Spider-Man asked but Harry shushed him.

"Wait for it," Harry whispered, he was going to pick his moment. There was a few seconds pause.

Harry nodded to Gwen who had a gun in each hand. The blonde's aim was pretty good; then again would not be her best considering she was trying to shot accurately with a gun in each hand. The blonde let in one breath and aimed for the fences. She fired two bullets into the creature.

Carnage screamed and this allowed Venom to get back into the game. At least until he was stabbed straight through the stomach causing him to let out a horrific scream. Yanking his hands free Carnage revealed that he had transformed them into two knives that were appropriate for slicing and dicing.

Now Harry made his move, hoping that this would work. He was wearing a suit that would hopefully shield him from the symbiote this time, at least if the test he ran were right.

"Well, well, you've brought protection!" Carnage taunted as he rushed him but before he could strike, Harry knocked him out of the window with a savage punch that rattled his jaw and knocked the teeth loose in his mouth.

Spider-Man went flying out of the window after him, hoping to distract Carnage before he could go on a rampage killing civilians.

Harry needed something to remove the symbiote, but he had a feeling that it would kill the person inside. Given that the person in question was a serial killer, who had murdered countless people at the behest of a psychotic clown that apparently lived in his head. Harry was not too broke up about that fact. Some people might be, but they were the types that would white knight any cause and still defend the murderer's right to live even after their family had been tied up and murdered before their very eyes.

Harry had knocked Carnage out the window and Spider-Man had gone after him. Venom decided to dive onto the dog pile, leaving Gwen to watch the situation as all three of them went crashing down to the pavement with a sickening crunch.

Gwen climbed down, lacking the ability to fly or web sling, she was going to have to get down the hard way.

The dust settled and Venom was the first one that got back onto his feet. There was a huge impact crater where Carnage had been smashed hard into the pavement below, the symbiote laying motionless at the center of it.

There was a few seconds where everyone thought that Carnage was destroyed. The symbiote figure rolled over and he cackled like a hyena on crack, the laughter getting more outlandish by each passing second. He held up the knives as Har-Rell stood before him, reaching into his overcoat.

"What are you going to do?" Carnage asked him, as he taunted him with malice in his eyes.

There was a smile that curved around Harry's face as he held two devices in his hand and lifted them above his head.

"Well, something like this," Harry stated as he lifted up his devices in his hand and he hurled them over his head. He gave a second set an underhanded throw with the grenades smashing onto the ground. There was bright light that flowed out and impacted Carnage.

Carnage flailed backwards screaming all the while as Harry slipped his hands into his overcoat. He pulled out a pair of brass knuckles, which had been enhanced with magic and charged with sonic energy. Harry hoped that it would be enough to take down his adversary but he supposed that he would find out in a matter of moments.

Click.

Click.

BOOM!

The double knuckle punch nailed Carnage and burned right through the symbiote. He screamed as the sonic energy reverberated throughout his body, although it did not quite separate from him, at least not yet.

"I'll take it from here," Venom growled as he tackled Carnage into the closet wall as the suit slowly reformed around him. The red and black symbiote countered by grabbing hold of the black and white one then smashing into the wall with a thunderous crash. Carnage stepped back, pleased with what he did.

Harry watched the battle, seeing the two of them having a throw down with each other. Neither side backed down. Both raised their arms and then tried to punch each other out.

The two of them locked their hands together, their knuckles cracking from the strain as they pushed against each other. A wild fury was apparent in each of their eyes. Their grips tightened as tendons strained from the force they leveraged against each other. Neither of them were willing to back down.

Venom, surprised his enemy by breaking the stand off and making the next attack, sweeping the legs out from underneath him. Picking Carnage up, a huge throw lead to an even bigger smash as the red and black symbiote was plowed through a wall. Harry stood up straighter and Spider-Man raised an eyebrow.

"So did I miss anything?" Gwen asked as she joined them, watching the fight all the wile with a raised eyebrow.

Harry shook his head. "No, you're back just in time for the finale."

Gwen nodded, barely able to suppress the smile that was going across her face, and the loud crack of Venom going against Carnage could be heard.

"I'll take that!" Venom howled as he ripped the symbiote from Kasady.

"Um, you know….what will happen if he….."

Spider-Man's tone trailed off as he saw Kasady drop to the ground, his skin completely devoid of any color, in fact he looked like he was malnourished. It was a gruesome, disgusting sight and it could turn the stomach of anyone who had been unfortunate enough to witness it.

"YES!" Venom yelled as he waved his arm into the air. "FINALLY WE ARE WHOLE AGAIN AND FINALLY WE WILL…"

Harry blasted the piece of symbiote out of his hand before he could merge with it. With another swift movement, he contained it in an energy bubble.

"NO!" Venom shouted as he felt so incomplete. He had to have it, his beloved, his precious, his other. He could not live without it. "You will pay!"

"Cash or credit?" Harry asked as Venom rushed him but Spider-Man webbed onto his back.

"Oh, can I ride this one?" Spider-Man asked but in seconds, Venom threw him off.

"Gwen, you're on!" Harry yelled, as she pulled a hand held sonic cannon from her bag that she had borrowed from RAO and aimed at Venom. Gwen sent a sonic pulse from it at Venom. He screamed out loud as he felt the symbiote slowly rip off his body.

"No! We won't! We won't, you can't, you will not, I WILL NOT PERISH!" Venom yelled as he knocked the cannon out of Gwen's hand.

Gwen, dodged several of the tentacles that tried to run her through. The blonde did a duck and roll, before bringing out the tranquilizer gun.

BANG.

The gun fired a dart into Venom though the creature felt nothing, at least for a moment.

"What was that supposed to do?" Venom asked but Harry smiled and he waved his hand.

"Something along these lines, Brock," Harry told him and Brock offered a pained shriek as he felt a freezing sensation go through him. His other, it was leaving him, slowly, leaving him. He could not even keep his head up, as the symbiote felt the intense heat or the simulation of intense heat.

Harry fired off his heat vision and it screamed in terror. The intense heat causing it to boil painfully.

"No, not again, not again, not again," Brock managed as he dropped to his hands and knees. "Why….what do you have against true love?"

"That's not true love, it's sick obsession," Harry corrected as he saw Brock and Kasady down on the ground, with a shudder.

He hoped that this would be the last of the symbiotes but he knew better, boy did he know better. After all, he thought he destroyed the thing the last three times, or so, honestly he lost count.

"Well, that was fun," Spider-Man offered as the boys in blue showed up to haul Kasady and Brock away. "So, anyone up for pizza?"

Gwen offered a sigh but no matter what, she couldn't help but have a smile on her face when she was around her boyfriend and their mutual best friend.

Harry held two samples of the symbiote in his hand, one of the modified symbiote and the other of the original. Knowing Essex, he had another copy of the symbiote on hand and another piece had survived. The thing was like a cockroach in that regard.

'My work, is rarely done,' Harry thought, with a smile across his face and as he prepared to make his next move.

At least Brock and Kasady were off the streets, for now at least. He figured that there were some symbiote traces in their blood stream. That was the key problem as Harry saw it and proof that his work, no matter how much he wanted it to be, was far from over.

He would take these samples back to the stronghold and with time and the data he had, would find a way to permanently destroy them. Given the fact that the symbiote spawned once it could do so again and again until the world was overrun.

Harry escorted the two of them back to Ravencroft, as he wanted to make sure they arrived without incident. After they got there safely, he slipped inside of the asylum as he wanted to have a chat with a certain Doctor Hamilton.

There were questions that were dancing in his mind, questions that he was hoping to find answers to. His green eyes flashed as he made his way silently through the hallways. This place was supposed to help people but if it helped people, he thought that they weren't doing a very good job of it. He closed his eyes, then went invisible so he could silent make his way through the building.

Harry smiled, realizing how Sue's powers would make her the perfect assassin, due to the fact she could sneak up on anyone and it was not like that they could see her. Harry took a few tentative steps towards where he wanted to go and listened.

He used his X-Ray vision and saw Hamilton sitting in his office. After the girls had been called off, it appeared that Hamilton returned. Harry focused his super hearing and picked up his conversation.

"You say that this was a success….you do realize that the Star Child is now onto me?" Hamilton said over the phone to the person. Having the Star Child's attention focused on you, was about as bad as having the Batwoman's attention focused on you.

"That is your problem, isn't it?" Sinister asked in a crisp and cold voice. "Do not….do not assume that I will be able to protect you."

"I've given you test subjects. You realize the paperwork I had to make disappear, all the blackmailing I had to pull off in order to do what you required, wasn't easy?" Hamilton asked and Sinister paused before giving him a frank response.

"There's nothing wrong with a little hard work, Doctor Hamilton," Essex commented. "You keep up with your end of the bargain and that implant in your heart doesn't go off."

"Blackmailing me, that's not a good idea," Hamilton warned him. "I know people…."

"You know nothing," Essex commented with a smile. "Good day doctor. Oh and I'd be sure to watch your back. You never know when someone might be lurking around the corner to stick a knife within it."

Hamilton hung up the phone, picking his keys up off of the desk and walked out. He did a brisk power walk towards his destination, in fact he was walking with a distinct purpose, one foot in front of the other.

"I'll show him. I'll show all of them. I'm not a joke."

Hamilton continued his brisk walk, not even pausing for a second.

Harry followed at a discreet pace, he wondered where he was going. He followed the Doctor at a close distance, curiosity getting the better of him. The wizard took a few careful steps forward and inclined his ear, trying to get a better sense of what was going on around him.

Hamilton stopped outside of a high security set of cells. This was the super villain wing for lack of a better term. Some of Spider-Man's enemies, some of Iron Man's enemies, and the adversaries of a few other heroes were locked up tight here. Hamilton walked down to the end of a long and winding hallway, coming to a halt when he reached the outside of a cell he wanted.

"May I help you?"

Harry watched Norman Osborn sitting there. Although, he would have to say that Osborn had seen much better days. His eyes were sunken in and his teeth were about ready to rot out of his mouth. His skin was pale and clammy. He looked like a complete mess. He appeared to be scrawling something into the wall although he stopped when Hamilton showed up.

"Mr. Osborn, you do realize that you don't have much time left…."

"Don't tell me what I have already figured out, Doctor," Osborn stated to them in a cold voice. "Zod's possession….rattled me and I'm sure whatever Lionel's having your doctors slip me, it can't help."

"You sound rather lucid for a man…."

"I know you're in no position to blow the whistle on what's really going on," Osborn whispered as he placed his hands on the wall, knowing that touching the door would release a gas that would knock him out for at least the next three days. He tapped his fingers on the wall and he watched with a calm expression. "What do you need?"

"The Green Goblin formula. If you give it to me, I can make it for you, and it should cure you. Then you can get your revenge on everyone that put you in this position," Hamilton stated.

"I didn't know that a crack psychiatrist had any knowledge of advanced chemistry," Osborn fired back with a snort. "This is well beyond your depth, Doctor."

"Trust me Norman…."

"I trust you no more than anyone else does, Essex, Lionel, Fisk, they're all pulling your strings in some way. Aren't they?" Osborn asked. "And what about your teacher, Hugo Strange? The name ring's a bell doesn't it, he's was an enemy of the legendary Batman, twenty years ago when he haunted Gotham City."

"Batman….he's an urban legend and Professor Strange is a respected professional who has helped people," Hamilton argued.

"Urban legends have some kernel of a truth and I'm not one of your ignorant mental patients who you can feed lies to," Osborn stated as he held a coat hanger in his hand. Hamilton watched him with trepidation. "But you're a master of deception aren't you, Doctor? Every time that you look in the mirror, it's a lie, as you stare upon your own face."

"I'm your only ticket out of here, Norman."

Osborn said nothing and he was not going to say anything else for a long time.

"Goblin formula or you'll rot away to nothing in here," Hamilton warned him as he walked away.

Harry Potter was curious as to why some psychiatrist would be interested in the goblin formula. Unless he was working for someone who wanted it.

After following Hamilton around for a little bit more, he got nothing, at least nothing constructive. He would have to put down some listening charms and try again later. It was a mystery that he was going to have to return to.

Harry was going to check back in at the Church, because his little meeting the other day got cut short before a very interesting moment and he was determined to see it through.

"That's very interesting, notes about the meteor shower eighteen years ago," Harry stated as Patricia showed them off to Harry.

"Yeah, there's a rumor that a group of normal people who didn't have powers that were exposed to them, gained powers in the aftermath and then decided to blend into the shadows, almost like a hidden society," Patricia said as the redhead looked at Harry. "Of course, the real gift is standing before me."

Harry smiled, given that the universe's merged; the ship that he came on was here as well. Actually the most vital piece of it was what created the Fortress and what enabled the two worlds to collide. It cured the cancer that was the British Magical World by rewriting its history. Several people got different lives for better or for worse.

"Oh, that's not good," Patricia stated as she looked at the paper.

"What's not good?" Harry asked her.

Patricia was only too happy to inform him, although there was a sense of agitation in her tone. "Well Fudge's Fudge Company. Apparently, they put out such a substandard product that people got sick from it. It used to be quite good, although it might have been his father that did well. Then his father died and the current Fudge does not make as good of fudge as the older Fudge did."

Harry's weird resurrection coincidence sense was tingling.

"So this Fudge….his name…."

"Cornelius Fudge, he ran the top Fudge manufacturer into the ground," Patricia said and Harry sighed.

'Well that wouldn't be the only thing that idiot ran into the ground. The more things change, the more they stay the same,'Harry thought to himself, he had hoped that idiot would have been one of the things lost in translation.

As long as he did not get any government position of power, everything should be fine. Any further thoughts on that front were post-poned as the intercom on Patricia desk buzzed to life.

"Patricia, I'm ready to see him," Lillandra said over it and the two smiled at each other as their time together was cut short.

"Well nice talking to you again, Patricia," Harry said as he turned around and walked up the stairs.

It was a short trip given how fast Harry was but he made it up there in pretty much no time flat.

He saw Lillandra waiting up for him. Her midnight black hair was clipped back, which gave him a clear view of her beautiful face. She had an extra shade of lipstick on, perhaps not too much where it would be considered overkill. Her bright blue eyes burned towards him with a steamy passion, and she wore a blouse that showed enough cleavage to give him a hint of what she wanted. He could have sworn that the skirt she wore was a few inches shorter than normal as well.

"Har-Rell, good to see your well. You weren't looking too good the last time I saw you," Lillandra said with worry present in her eyes but she had a warm look on her face despite that.

"Well, I was given a full physical before I was allowed out and about again," Harry said as he sat on the chair in front of her but Lillandra sat on her desk. She dangled her high heel shoes on her feet, giving him a nice view of her stocking clad legs.

"We are among the last of our respective kind, the two of us. If something were to happen, there would be an entire treasure trove of knowledge that would be lost forever," Lillandra replied as she rolled her shoulders back and gave off a long sigh. It would be a real shame if something like that happened.

"That it is," Harry agreed as his eyes were fixated on her stocking clad legs, which looked like that's where she wanted them to be.

"Rather," Lillandra commented as she shifted her weight a slight amount, to show a bit more of her leg as she moved. "You know, the moment that you walked into this Church. I was actually surprised to see you in the flesh. Selene mentioned to me that you would come, but I didn't expect it to be so soon."

"I have a way of shattering all expectations," Harry remarked with a smile and she grabbed his hands.

"Rather, and your strength and ability to fulfill the needs of those around you is very amazing," Lillandra commented as she dropped his hands onto her legs, allowing him to get a feel of her stocking clad thighs.

Harry thought that it was quite the treat to get a feel of and his mind ran wild with thoughts of what he wanted to do with these legs, these delicious legs. He could touch and feel them for hours on end, that much was for sure. A smile crossed his face as he subtly ran his hand over him.

"The females at the Church are at your disposal, to offer you relief when you need to," she said as she leaned forward, allowing Harry to see a view of her cleavage. Her large breasts were pressed together and Harry felt the pants he wore get tight.

"You know, there's never enough girls at my disposal," Harry remarked.

"You speak with wisdom, Har-Rell," she said with a smile. "Anyone who wishes to limit themselves must not have the strength to handle one, never mind several."

Harry smiled, he was sure that some people were not going to share that opinion but he thought their opinion was irrelevant.

He made his move, daring and bold but he would not be Har-Rell if he did not make a bold and daring move. Faster than a speeding bullet he grabbed Lillandra around the waist and pushed her onto the desk, pinning her down and kissing her madly.

Lillandra envisioned this for years naturally, she had to restrain herself not to jump Harry when he walked in here the first time. She was pleased that he made the first play.

Very pleased as she felt his hardening length push against her thigh and the arousal increase.

Smut/Lemon Begins.

Lillandra kissed him and worked off his shirt, revealing his toned abs and chest. She smiled, he worked hard for these muscles and they were not for show either. She ran her hands seductively over him, feeling every bit of his body.

"Nice, but I think it's nicer down low," the woman purred as she ran down and Harry reached around, cupping her rear, pinching her, which caused a moan to manifest from his lips.

Appreciation went through her eyes and Lillandra slid off of the desk, pulling down his pants and got on her knees, ready to worship her god.

Twelve inches of cock sprang out of his pants and nearly hit her in the face. The woman's hand grabbed around his thickening shaft, with her placing her hand around his stiffening tool. She squeezed him and then decided to experiment with stroking his length up and down.

Harry breathed as he felt her strong, firm grasp around him and she stroked him up and down. With another motion, Lillandra slid her mouth around his stiffening prick, wrapping her lips around him and applying heated suction to his rod. Harry breathed heavily as he grabbed around the back of her head and pushed his thick cock into her mouth.

Her lips and eyes told the story, as she happily slurped what she had around him. The dark haired beauty's hand worked between his legs and squeezed his balls. The woman's hand worked him over as Harry panted heavily, with her lips hungrily slurping and sucking him loudly. Her lips wrapped around his tool and she pushed more of the length deeper down her throat.

Lillandra greedily sucked him and was pleased to see her lord's expression of pleasure. His hands roamed around her body and that caused an ample amount of pleasure to fill her every being. The woman's panting escalated to a brand new height as Harry played with her breasts and her nipples, which poked out lovingly from behind her top. He captured her breasts in a squeeze with Harry working into them, rubbing them tenderly.

The woman's mouth slammed down his pole, with her staying a steady course. She was determined to make her feel every inch of him down her throat.

"Damn, you're…fuck…"

Lillandra sped up her bobbing, with Harry having removed her top, to cup her breasts.

He admired the texture; they were pretty big, very firm as well. He cupped them in his hands, which encouraged her to go down on him, her nose touching against his pubic bone and leading to pure pleasure. Her eyes looked up at him, hunger dancing within them. The sight of his cock in her mouth brought pleasure to his being.

Her throat muscles clenched around him as she continued to rock herself down him and with a few more thrusts, bobbing up and down on his manhood hungrily, slurping and licking him.

She felt moisture go down her body as his hands skillfully manipulated her breasts and then trailed down teasing her before returning to her breasts.

Harry watched her bob onto him and he imagined being inside her. Her mouth was so warm; it made him feel so good. He imagined himself being inside her pussy and that was a feeling that caused his cock to throb within her mouth. His balls ached, there was a need that he had.

He managed to push out of her mouth and push her onto the desk, her legs spread invitingly for him.

Lillandra felt moisture pool all around her body and that moisture got even stronger when his fingers pushed their way into her nice sopping wet cunt. The woman closed her eyes, feeling the pleasure and her nipples stiffening, getting really hard. He kept his actions up, running his fingers all the way down her, teasing her opening.

"Ready, I need you inside me," Lillandra mewled as she felt the heat go all the way to her core. She prepared herself for the mating process and she imagined his seed going inside her, filling her up.

If the thought was this intense, then the actual action would be more so. He placed his hands on either side of her thighs and prepped her for intrusion.

"Ready?" Harry asked her as he placed his swollen tool against the front of her entrance.

"Born…born that way," she breathed as Harry worked his throbbing head against her entrance, feeling up her slit. There was a second where she longed to have him deep inside her.

The longing ended with the action, as Harry hung onto her hips and with one fluid motion, pushed his length inside her, stretching out her core with one fluid push.

"Oh, mm, yes!" she moaned as she felt him fill her up and empty her and fill her up again in rapid fire thrusts. His cock went so deep inside her that it touched parts of her that she never thought would be touched like that ever. Her nipples got really hard and Harry captured one in his mouth.

Harry was amazed how responsive her body was for him and he continued to seek her smoldering heat with his tool as he played with her nipples.

"Damn, you must have wanted this, ah for a long time," Harry managed as he speared himself into her wet core. He could feel how hot it was inside her. Her body was amazing and he explored every inch of her body. There was a few seconds where Harry kept going into her, bringing him in and out of her.

His balls slammed against her thighs as he pumped himself deep into her, working her quim over with a few rapid fire thrusts and she pumped her hips up to meet his rapid fire thrusts into her body.

"Oh, ah, yes, oh, mmm, ah," she moaned as Harry slammed himself deep into her warm, hot, body. Her nipples stiffened and he captured one around in his mouth, feeling the pleasure of her in him. He sucked the nipple, using his tongue to stimulate it.

Harry smiled, he could tell this woman was enjoyed being plowed into her desk. He ravished this hot alien woman and picked up a steady pace. Her walls hugged around him, with Harry slamming deep into her, his dick pushing further into her.

"OH!" Lillandra moaned as she experienced an extremely powerful orgasm.

"Yes, that feels good, doesn't it, you want more, don't you?" Harry asked her as he worked his hard dick between her folds and stretched the woman out.

She clung onto him tightly, as she felt her orgasm rattle her body from head to toe. There was a sense that she felt him fill her up, sinking in and out of her. Her body shook all over from the pleasure that she received and he was far from done working his thick cock into her body.

Harry smiled as he felt her fluids lubricate his body, working in and out of her at a steady pace. His cock slid so deep into her body that she nearly became undone. The woman hung onto him with her shrieks becoming really loud as he continued to ram into her pussy.

"Getting closer," Harry breathed to her heavily as he plunged his thick length into her body.

Lillandra closed her eyes, as his hands moved all over her body. Every single touch explored several inches of her body. Every single nook and cranny was run over by his hands and there were amazing sensations blasting through her body. Her walls clenched his tool.

The dark haired woman gave a powerful moan, her lust becoming even more heightened as Harry drilled into her.

The dance continued on, with Lillandra not being able to vocalize certain words. Her pussy twitched as Harry lifted up onto her hips and slammed himself as far into her body as he could be allowed. Her lubricated center stroked him and Harry worked himself into the home stretch. The wizard kept going into her, making her feeling amazing.

They reached heightened levels of passion.

"More, this, more, want, this, more," she panted as he picked up an even greater pace as he worked into her body.

"About to cum," Harry whispered hotly in her ear as he picked up a brisk pace. "I bet you'd like that, my seed inside you?"

She bit his shoulder and moaned, encouraging him. Her legs wrapped around him enticingly and her fingernails dug into his shoulder blade. The woman felt her pussy be stretched out, given a nice work out. The two of them were going even harder at it with each other.

"Oh, yes, ah, yes," she moaned as Harry plunged himself into her over and over again at rapid fire speed.

His balls rocked against her body, throbbing with desire and he pushed into her.

One final push was all it took. The pleasure in his loins burst and he sprayed his thick cum into her body, spilling it into her. Several spurts of the juice caused her to lose her mind and Harry continued to pummel her perfect pussy. Walls wrapped around him and Harry grabbed onto her, with some nice thrusts.

She collapsed, her pussy overflowing with his cum. She shuddered as she came down from an orgasm, several of many she experienced.

"A moment's break, and more," she said, grabbing his cock for emphasis as Harry pulled out.

He smiled and got hard in no time before he renewed their dance.

Smut/Lemon Ends.

Lillandra was on the desk, her brains essentially fucked out and she was perfectly okay with this state that her master had left her in.

She looked up at him, with a smoldering grin on her face.

"Bring Jean next time, I have a certain fantasy that I wish to live out," Lillandra encouraged him. Harry thought that was an enticing fantasy as well, so he was inclined to indulge her.

"But on another day, perhaps, oh that felt good," Lillandra managed as she felt better than ever before. A bit sore but on the whole, she was more than refreshed. Even if it was a laborious process to keep her head held up straight.

Harry smiled, he was looking forward to it.

Eddie Brock was tossing and turning in his sleep, muttering about how it had forsaken him. He was sweaty, clammy and cold. The young man tossed and turned and looked up with blood shot eyes.

"No, I must have it, it loves me, it loves me, no one else loved me, it loved me, no one less loved me, it loved me," Brock rambled as he shivered. He hated Arcane for his act of Superdickery, taking his precious symbiote away from him. He rocked back and forth, he missed its tender embrace and those hot nights between the two of them. It was the only thing that ever loved him.

Cletus, on the other hand, looked peaceful and tranquil. There were periods that he got like this, but never so serious. He was lying on the bed, looking up at the ceiling, almost like he was a hallow shell, peaceful and serene.

"No, no, must have it back, must have it, must have, must have, oh must have," Brock babbled as he kept rocking himself back and forth, trying to get some kind of peace but with the position that he was in, there was really no peace for him to obtain.

"Kasady, it's time to report for your weekly evaluation."

Cletus did not respond, rather he kept looking up at the ceiling, his eyes blank and vapid.

"Kasady, you need to….step back!"

The two brave men, although two brave men who were armed and armored, stepped into the cell. Protocol demanded they check on a patient when they didn't respond.

Kasady did not say anything as they tried to grab him. In fact, he crumbled into a pile of dust, nothing but a dried out husk. The guards stood mouths agape as one of them got on a walky talky.

"Lock down the building, Cletus Kasady has escaped, I repeat Cletus Kasady has escaped!"

The guards wondered if he was even here in the first place. The search was on.