Bonded
Access Granted : Azayaka Hyouga
A stumble of feet echoes as whirs of computers and anatomical monitors fills his ears. The clacking of mechanical keys is interrupted with the rolling of wheels when Harry Osborn spins in his chair, raising his goggles to see his friend.
"Hyouga! You're not going to beli- What happened!?" His excitement turning to concern when he saw the scene before him. rushing up from his chair to catch his friend. The Armored Frost-Web reaches down to waist, taking off the transformation belt Harry had given him to test out, Hyouga himself coughing as he drops it.. The other hand clutched to his side, as blood seeps through his suit, his normal Spider Suit, and now dripping onto the sterile floors. "I'm... I'm sorry I didn't call you sooner..."
His legs give way, catching himself on a nearby table as Harry holds him, pushing him onto the desktop. "Hang tight, I'm... I'm gonna get a first aid kit!" So many things ran through the Osborn scion's head. Get first aid, ask him more about what happened, check on the driver.
The Driver, the Demons Driver Harry had nicknamed because when he tired it on he felt as powerful as demon. Though in reality, the Driver was more than just... a transforming belt. He didn't want to exactly tell Hyouga what it was in full. But if he couldn't help him from bleeding out, He feared that he might have to tell him. Returning with a first aid kit, Harry immediately began dousing Hyouga's wound with antiseptic, making the hero cry in pain. "K-Kraven... Is back... Stabbed through... with Vulture Wing..."
"Shit! He's back? And it's clean though the other side..." As he says this, blood only continues to stain through the bandaging Harry attempts to tighten around him. He pants, blood, Hyouga's blood, on his hands. And as the sounds of cars crashing and people screaming reaches his ears, Harry knew there was only one choice.
CRACK!
"H-Harry! What are you doing!? Isn't that your Driver?!" Hyouga exclaims, watching has his friend raise the belt above his head, and smash the front screen to the floor, enlarging the crack that was there when Hyouga fell after being stabbed.
CRACK!"
"It's not just a Belt that makes a suit around you... It limits the regenerative cells that... That line the suit... It's... It's a containment unit for the alien Symbiote Oscorp found!" He shouts, breaking the glass more and more.
CRACK!
The front panel shatters, releasing the Symbiote within, crawling out and avoiding the glass of it's container. Eyes of milky white form. Taking observation.
"I... I don't know if it will work... But I gotta try! Please! Help him! I don't know if you can understand me, but your regenerative cells can save him! Please!" Harry pleads, falling to his knees to meet eye to eye with the alien. "You helped me with the suit... The Driver... And it kept him alive enough to bring him here... You brought him here... Please!"
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The amorphous creature turns to Hyouga...
Back to Harry... His face on the verge of tears... Fearful of loosing one of his closest friends...
And back to Hyouga... and reached...
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'Too Cold... Keep warm... Blood... Make more... Memories... Sad... Happy... Proud... Regret... Pain... No more pain...'
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Black inky slime molds around the fading Spider, Tendrils flailing as it takes hold over wounds and muscle. The Symbiote weaves through the threads of thermal silk, through skin cells and down to the bone. An amorphous cocoon, wreathing and writhing around the man. No. Hero. Around the hero who had given it a taste of freedom. While it despised the humans that had contained it, that prodded and probed while it merely hung on, it could not ignore the pleading of the one trapper that freed it. As it sunk into its host, the symbiote coated each weave of Hyouga's suit, painted each flexible panel that defend the Spider-Man from hits, kept him warm from the wound where Kraven speared him with the Vulture's Wing.
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Harry could only watch in awe as the alien symbiote began to mimic the Spider Suit Hyouga wore. His eyes widen as Hyouga gasps for air. And as the ground shook with the crashing of a helicopter, Harry can only look in awe as Hyouga leapt to his feet.
"We... We're gonna have a talk..."
"Oh absolutely everything..."
"Did you have to break... the equivalent of your life's work?"
"Can't exactly take apart equipment without you bleeding out..."
"Fair point...Symbiote, You said?"
"Later. You got a city to save..."
"Yeah. Later. This... This sure is something..."
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The wind howls from above the skyline of the city. Plumes of smoke sprout the cityscape as drones and helicopters armed with hunters weave and cause chaos. Hyouga kicks off the ground, a running start as he leaps from the Oscorp building. Inky threads thwip out from his wrists, bringing him to the axis of the swing before he lets go, propelling him through the concrete jungle of San Fransokyo. Despite the distance, his eyes catch a streak of green light.
Tonight, Kraven the Vulture will get his wings clipped.













