Shooting Star

"I don't do black music, I don't do white music, I make fight music for high school kids. I put lives at risk when I drive like this, I put wives at risk with a knife like this!"

"Wooohh!" A buzzed-out Frank cheered from his table along with other people as Wade and Peter had a rapping contest between them.

"Shit, you probably think I'm in your tape deck now, I'm in the back seat of your truck, with duct tape stretched out." Peter rapped with a wide grin on his face. "Ducked the fuck way down, waitin' to straight jump out, Put it over your mouth and grab you by the face, what now?"

"Damn son!" Someone from the excited crowd yelled out.

"Oh, you want me to watch my mouth, how? Take my fuckin' eyeballs out and turn 'em around?" Peter struck a cheeky pose as he crossed his arm as the crowd cheered for him. "Look, I'll burn your fuckin' house down, circle around and hit the hydrant, so you can't put your burning furniture out!"

"Woaaaahhhh!"

(A/N: Song is called Who Knew By Eminem from the Marshall Mathers LP. Safe to say it's not for virgin ears and especially for those with a weak heart. I still recommend you checking it out tho :D)

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"Phew~ That was fun!" Peter smiled as he stretched his back. Frank nodded in agreement beside him while Wade sulked lagging behind them both.

"It was so refreshing watching Wade get his smug ass demolished verbally." Frank chuckled to himself as Wade growled grabbing his collar from behind.

"You are only saying this because you lost to me!"

"Hahaha! And it was damn worth it!" Frank laughed as Wade just growled in frustration. Letting his collar go, Wade sighed but the small smile on his face was not hidden. Grinning to himself, Wade threw his arms over Frank and Peter's shoulders.

"Well, Whatever. I'll let you off this time since we got Pete to kick back."

"Hmm, I agree." Frank nodded in agreement while Peter scratched his nose to hide his embarrassment.

"I... Thanks, guys." Peter opened his mouth to make a snarky comment but bit back as he understood their intentions very well.

Wade and Frank looked at each other before grinning to themselves.

"Always."

Wade patted his back while Frank ruffled his hair with a content smile on his face.

"Alright, Let's hurry back. I'm buzzed out and I need to wash up real quick."

"Aye, aye."

The trio of friends rushed back to Geroge's house, where they received a stern look from Carolina for being late.

Politely apologizing to the elderly woman, Peter went on and took a hot bath to wash the sweat and dirt before turning in for the day.

*Tick* *Tick*

Peter stared at the ceiling blankly as he quietly listened to the second hand of the clock do its rounds.

Peter was unable to sleep.

It had been two hours already and he didn't feel like sleeping at all. Past two hours, he played around on his phone and called May where he talked with the girls before they went to sleep.

"Hah... This isn't going to work." Peter muttered to himself getting out of his bed. Putting on a grey Gravity Falls hoodie and some black shorts, Peter slid the window open and sneaking made his way over to the roof of the house. Laying his back against the roof, Peter sighed as he gazed around. "It's so peaceful here."

The neighbourhood was quiet with most of its residents asleep. In big cities, one would at least find stray dogs patrolling their turf, but in this small town, even that was a rare sight. The sky was wide and beautiful, dotted with vibrant clusters of stars and a few small clouds here and there.

The bright moon bestowed nothing but tranquillity onto the land below.

"It's beautiful." Peter smiled to himself.

"Isn't it?" He heard Frank's voice as the burly one carefully trekked towards him before laying down beside him with a can of beer in his hand.

"How's that even a question?" Wade butted in as he settled himself on the other side as he sipped his beer. "It's fucking gorgeous. I'm thinking of moving here with my wifey after I get married, ya know."

"I thought you had enough for today?." Peter smiled in amusement while Frank scoffed at him.

"This... My dear friend, you can never have enough of this." Frank said as he clicked the can with his finger.

"Oh, I get it." Peter snickered as Wade gave him an odd look.

"You can?"

"Nope. Not really. Can't relate." Peter shrugged as Wade and Frank chuckled. "I'm not a fan of such. I can't get buzzed in the first place so what's left for me to enjoy is just the shitty taste and I don't want to torment my tastebuds needlessly. I don't know how Wade does it... Or why."

"Ehh?! I like how it tastes!" Wade retorted as Peter and Frank chuckled.

Frank looked at Peter and smiled.

"Are you enjoying your time here, Peter?" Frank asked Peter who looked up at the sky and after a while, he nodded.

"I am. It's tranquil here." Peter put his hand behind his head as he relaxed looking at the moon. "For a moment, I had forgotten about all my worries and all the incessant thoughts that were plaguing my mind. That was a first in a long while. I wish... I can relax like this more often."

"Hmm." Frank hummed to himself as he too began to star-gaze. "My parents passed away a long time ago and serving the country was the only thing I was good at. It was my purpose, a reason to exist, but then I meet Maria and bit by bit my world began to shift for the better. Until life bend me over once again..."

Wade and Peter kept their silence as they let Frank let out his feelings.

"I... My kid, Francis was really introverted you know? Shy, quiet and a bit bigger in the brain for a boy his age. I would tell him that he needs to go out and make friends or how else he was going to make friends when he goes to college in big cities." Frank smiled bitterly as he took a sip of his beer. His eyes glistened with unshed tears as he nearly crushed the can of beer in his hand. "And he would tell me not to worry about it. Because he wasn't going to the big city anyways. He liked his space and his silence... He was my handsome lad. I miss him."

"I... I am sorry Frank-"

"Don't be. Please don't be... He was long gone before you meet me and it's hard for even the Spider-Man to revive the dead, aye?" Frank grinned through the tears before he took a deep breath and downed all of his beer. "I have my beautiful wife and my darling daughter all thanks to you. Thank you for saving them."

"..."

"Thank you for saving me." Frank put his hands around Peter's shoulder as he pulled him in for a side-hug.

"Always." Peter smiled. "Junior is in a better place now and I bet he's happy for his dad. I'm not saying you shouldn't grieve. It's okay to grieve, just don't lose yourself in your grief. Junior found his peace now and so have you."

"Yeah." Frank nodded after a while as he closed his eyes. "Yeah..."

The three friends enjoyed the silence before Wade decide to break it.

"Did you really have to name your spawn Francis?" Wade looked at Frank with a deadpanned look as he tried not to shudder which irritate Frank.

"The hell is your problem, you bastard?!"

"I don't know, dude but the name Francis just gives me Freddy Krueger level creeps and sends a shiver down my spine worse than spending a winter in Antarctica with nothing on but white striped panties." Wade rubbed his shoulder with a conflicted look on his face.

"What is he talking about?" Frank asked Peter who just shrugged with a helpless look on his face.

"Well, at least Gina Carano was easy on the eyes."

"No, seriously! Just what is he talking about?"

"Just recounting his xanny tales from his previous life... Or something similar." Peter flashed a strained smile as Wade and Frank bickered.

After the both of them had calmed down they began to talk about various things. Guns, girls, games and frankly both Wade and Frank were passionate about games.

Wade unsurprisingly loved action games with a lot of gore and madness while to Peter's surprise Frank loved kingdom-building and strategic games.

"Wow... I thought you were into FPS for sure." Peter nodded to himself recounting just how passionate Frank was about guns.

"Don't get me wrong. Those irons are still my babies, but prefer to handle them in real life more." Frank explained as he scratched his cheek. "Junior introduced me to video games actually. I bought a lot of those for him since he was so good at it and we would play for hours together. Over time, I really became fond of such games I guess. Building kingdoms, strategic warfare, housing management, heck I became addicted to farming games at one point."

Peter and Wade chuckled as Frank became increasingly enthusiastic about games.

"Hey, Pete... Speaking about building kingdom, you can easily do that, right?" Wade suddenly blurted out catching Peter and Frank's attention.

"Huh? Where did this come from?" Peter asked as Wade just shrugged.

"I mean, you taught us to always prepare for the worst, right?" Wade began while rubbing his chin expressing that he was seriously thinking about something deeply. "So in case our secret society was exposed to the world or in case your identity was made public under whatever reasons or circumstances, I can't imagine the world heck even the US being welcoming to you."

"..."

"So... I just thought, if we had a place of our own where we could live according to our own laws we wouldn't have much to worry about and since our ruler would me Mr Spider-Monarch here our military might would be nothing to scoff at and we would fend off anything and anybody." Wade finished with a grin which became strained as he saw at the owlish looks he was getting from his friends. "What?!"

"Wade... You use your brains for the first time and I am actually impressed that it isn't some bullshit." Frank said looking at Peter who nodded seriously.

"You want to get your ass whipped, you asshole?!"

"Hmm." Peter rubbed his chin as his mind began to run at a thousand miles per minute.

"There, you have done it again Wade." Frank sighed gesturing to Peter while Wade just chuckled nervously. "And here I had tried so hard to pull him out of his rut."

"Well in my defence... This was going to happen and I just happened to speed up the process."

"..."

"Just by a bit."

"Well, thanks for that. Jesus!"

"You are most welcome!" Wade grinned happily.

"Well, I get what you are trying to say but don't we already have a safe place and an army?"

"We do but it's scattered all over the world and it's more like a chain of safe houses with the biggest one being the Syndicate HQ. Also, while the number of people and SPARTANS Peter has under him is nothing to scoff at it's would mean a little if the whole world banded against us, that's why we are hiding our existence right now."

"Wow, just wow. Are you sick?"

"No, why?"

"Because you are strangely smart and speaking intelligently today."

"...from the bottom of my rotten heart... Fuck you, Frank."

"Anyways, I get what you mean now, we don't have a place to fall back to with defence and personal to fight off whatever the world might throw at us. But why monarchy? Not that I'm complaining?"

"Well, Pete is already the boss man so might as well take the throne and the crown. Plus, I have a feeling that Peter would be a good one."

"Well, we will become his knights then?"

"Lol, I don't know but that sounds fun."

Peter drowned himself in his thoughts ignoring the conversation Wade and Frank were having.

"What do you say, Peter?" Frank nudged Peter shaking him out of his thoughts. "Personally, I think it's worth a try and because it's you, chances are it won't just be a wishful dream."

"Well, I think-" Peter opened his mouth to express his thoughts but his words died in his throat as his eyes widened. "It's falling!"

"So, it's no good huh? Damnit-"

"What?! No, you stupid oaf! The meteor! It's falling!" Peter stood up as he pointed towards the sky and sure enough a meteoroid was indeed descending from the sky towards the earth below.

"Fuck!"

Peter grabbed Wade by the collar and threw him down toward the window he came from.

"Toss me my bag!"

"Roger, ugh." Wade's muffled reply was heard as he landed face-first on the floor.

A moment later Wade tossed Peter's bag up from the window. Shooting a web, Peter pulled the bag towards him before turning towards Frank.

"You both stay back. I'll check out the crash site. Stay on line, I'll call if something unexpected comes up." Peter instructed as Frank nodded as he put on his mask. "Alright then, Ciao."

Spider-Man crouched before launching himself into the air.

"Damn... I just wanted him to kick back for today."

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A fully dressed Spider-Man landed at the edge of the forest. Webbing his backpack to a tree, he instructed Eryl to mark the location before dashing towards where the Meteor had landed.

"Is it what I think it is?" Spider-Man mumbled to himself as he dashed as fast as he could as he saw the smoke in the distance.

Coming out of the thick of the forest, Spider-Man reached a clearing where the forest campers were looking in a certain direction with a look of horror on their faces.

"Sometimes it's annoying when I am right." Spider-Man grumbled to himself as one of the campers screamed and all hell broke loose. The rest of the campers started running frantically like headless chickens while the creature that they were running from grew annoyed by their high-pitched screams. "No rest for the wicked, I guess."

A black gooey substance seemingly consumed one of the campers, a man in his early thirties. The gooey expanded and covered every inch of his body and began to expand. The gooey substance began to take a particular form as it grew into a hulking seven-foot-tall slimy monstrosity with sharp jagged teeth and a perversely long tongue.

"Well, I guess since you are where I should take care of you." Spider-Man cracked his neck preparing himself as the creature hissed and growled in his direction.

"I am VENOM!"

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Alternative Titles :

- 8 Mile Parker

- Knock Knock Let The Devil In!

- A Wild Venom Has Appeared

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So... There you go.

Hope you are happy because I had to wrack my head around this one.

Anyways, now that Venom had arrived, Peter's research with the nanosuit is going to skyrocket but for that to happen, Peter will have to capture Venom first. Please look forward to the next one.

Also, watched the Obi-Wan Kenobi series.

Now, I wish I hadn't.

Can't believe I have to say this but don't watch the new Star Wars anymore. It's just woke garbage now. OBWK wasn't about Obi-Wan, it was about Reva. A tragedy-ridden character who can do nothing wrong and it's fine to ignore all the innocent people she has killed over the years because she is...

1. Diverse

2. A Strong Female

3. She repents after not killing a child

4. I don't even fucking know anymore.

Fuck George Lucas Films. All the men in this fucking show are eunuchs with no balls whatsoever. They are just there to be the good supporting male dogs they are and be the stepping stones for all the strong female (main) characters to trek towards the heavens and teach the men...

This Is How You Do Things!

Like WE fucking don't know!

Don't waste your time on it. Nerd culture is dead. Post-modernity has killed it and these writers are just pissing on its remains.

Whatever, I will see you all in the next one.

P.S.: I am gonna watch the original trilogy to wash my eyes.