Marvel: Symbiote Spider-Man

Peter quietly followed Miles' mom, Rio, out of her room. And as reluctant as he was, he went another way to find Miles himself. Women were nice, but power? Power was perfect.

But his disappointment at not seeing the MILF anymore was short-lived as he heard a voice "Ma! Where did you put the chips I bought?" He couldn't hold back his grin and snarl.

"It's in the cabinet beside the fridge, honey!" He heard Rio's voice as he followed Miles' voice. When he got to the kitchen, he saw the African American boy. He didn't have anything to do there, so after getting a small drop of blood from him, he quietly left. After taking a potato chip as well.

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[Acquired From Miles Morales]

Spider Physiology

Superhuman Strength: 20 tons (44.1k lbs)

Superhuman Speed: 200 mph (321 kph)

Superhuman Stamina

Superhuman Durability

Superhuman Agility

Superhuman Equilibrium

Superhuman Reflexes

Regenerative Healing Factor

Well-Crawling

Spider-Sense

Radar Sense

Electricity Generation

Electricity Absorption

Venom Punch

Venom Jump/Lateral Repulsion

Venom Smash

Venom Dash

Venom Beam

Mega Venom Blast

Bio-Electric Constructs

Venom-Saber

Energy-Thread Generation

Camouflage

Genius-Level Intellect

Expert Hacker

Multilingualism (Spanish/sign language)

Indomitable Will

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'Damn, my Spider-Man Superhuman Strength is equal to my Symbiote Superhuman Strength now. Both of them are at 100 tons now! Speed still falls short by 500 mph (805 km/h), but considering the cheat known as Spider-Sense, my Spider-Man persona could beat my Symbiote identity in a match. Damn, hahahaha.'

[Superhuman Speed: 2,300 mph (3,701 km/h) -> 2,500 mph (4,023 km/h)]

'Next stop, Raft.' He started jumping again, even going as far as to use his tendrils to go even faster. He seriously couldn't wait. He felt like he was having the best birthday in a long time. What were his presents? Powers. And in a bit, extra biomass. A lot of biomass.

A while later, he landed on the pillar of the beam close to the high-tech prison and inspected the place 'Guess I'm going to figure out just how secure the place is. Now... just how am I going to enter the most secure prison in New York and probably in the world? Hm? Is that...'

Seeing a highly armored police prison truck, he grinned 'My way in.' He quickly swung around with his tendrils before sticking to the underside of the truck.

'You know, I could always just sneak in easily thanks to my invisibility. Hahahaha, but I've always wanted to try something like this at least once.'

Once they got to the gates, one guard checked the driver's and prisoners identities while a few other guards checked the truck to make sure nobody was trying to sneak in. Like a certain invisible Symbiote.

But seeing the red lights that each of them flashed carefully on the trucks sides, he played his game carefully. Dodging them skillfully before they were done inspecting the truck.

"Alright, you're good to go." The guard said and gave the signal to open the gates. Peter smiled to himself, barely holding back a giggle 'That was so much fun! I should definitely do it again in infiltration missions later on!'

Once the truck was inside, he quietly snuck away to get a better understanding of the place 'But I gotta admit, this place is enormous. How am I going to find the supervillain prisons? Hmm... I've got a plan.' He smirked and snuck away.

After finding a lone guard, he made quick work of him where there were no cameras before taking his equipment. He licked his teeth as he looked at the security badge the guard had 'Step one, disguise, complete. Step two, find the control room.'

Although technically, it would be hard to find it with how huge the place was, it was pretty easy for him since he had read the guard's memories first. As he started to move, he kept his Spider-Sense active. Not the part where it heightened his perception, but just to know his surroundings.

When he was alone and there were no cameras, he simply blitzed through the place. But where there was danger, he acted like any other guard. A short while later, and he was where the control room was.

However, the door to the control room was shut tight by large doors with guards just outside. In fact, the entire area was filled with guards. Understandable, since if an intruder broke into the control room, the place was fucked.

He could make quick work of the guards, but considering the cameras, if he made a single wrong sound, the entire place would be swarmed with guards. It would be better for him, but he liked stealth when it was an option.

While invisible, he checked the place for any openings. And smiled when he saw an air vent 'In true Spidey fashion. There are probably scanners in the air vents too, but I can avoid them pretty easily.'

Liquid once again, he quickly and quietly snuck into the air vent, where he avoided the alarms and followed the path until he was finally in the control room. It was a large, spacious room.

With a lot of computers, lots of people behind said computers, and even more guards guarding the place. His grin widened, as did his biomass, spreading across the room and stationing sharp spears above them.

'Now, let the show... commence!' In a split second, all of the guards and workers were impaled in the head. They dropped like flies, filling the floor with corpses before being devoured by Blasphemy.

"Mmm, now that tasted delicious!" Blasphemy licked his teeth as he finally got to the floor in his hulking Symbiote form. He looked at the giant screen that got feedback from all of the prison's CCTV. He could see every room, every spot in the small island.

From the courtyard, to the rooms with guards stationed inside, to the rooms with numerous jail cells holding the dangerous criminals. But what got his attention were the six cameras that monitored six special individuals. The Sinister Six.

"They look so fucking delicious, just trapped in their cells~." His grin widened. Looking at the numerous computers and confusing settings, he simply smirked. With his current intelligence, figuring out how they worked wasn't even worth an effort.

As he placed his hand on the computer, tiny tendrils began to pour in from the gaps. Moments later, alarms went off on the entire island as every cell in the prison opened, except the cells of the Sinister Six.

The loud alarms did hurt his ears, but with how excited he was for the feast, he couldn't care less. So he would be weakened slightly, big deal. Blasphemy's fangs shone under the blaring lights as chaos immediately ensued outside "Bingo."

"Shit, what happened inside the control room?!"

"I don't know! We need to check inside-"

Guards were gathering outside the door, but a kick to it sent the metal doors flying outside and killing a few. He stepped out nonchalantly, relishing in the smell of fear they exuded "Hello, everyone."

"W-what the fuck is that thing?!"

"Who cares?! Just shoot it down!"

And all guns went blazing, lighting up the already lit up room as they rained down bullets on Blasphemy.

"We need to get rid of this monster and get back control of the island quickly-" A sharp tendril through the face interrupted him. The others didn't stop shooting, but that didn't bother Blasphemy. He simply laughed gleefully "Goodbye everyone!!"

And tendrils went wild in the room. Impaling anybody in their paths. The ones lucky enough to evade didn't live for long either. One of them was grabbed by the Symbiote before biting off half of his body in one go.

He threw the rest of his corpse into the air before biting it down too. The remaining guards gave battle cries as they continued shooting, but the hulking Symbiote wasn't going to be patient. His tendrils, transformed into blades, swung around the room in crazy speed.

Chopping them into pieces before tendrils spread from them to catch the corpses they left behind to swallow them all. He had a lot of meals tonight, after all. He couldn't waste time with only a single dish (room) and let the other dishes get cold.

Once the room was clear, he moved. As he stood next to the reinforced wall, he got into position and reeled back his fist. With a single punch, he blew up the several inches thick wall, causing the guards and prisoners who had got out to be blown away.

"Hello, gentlemen." He growled hungrily, starting the slaughter again, and again, and again. Every room, every cell, every inch of the prison became a hunting ground for him. With the sole purpose of increasing his biomass and satiating the hunger that seemed to only grow with each body that he devoured, he hunted everything that he smelled, saw, and detected with his Spider-Sense.

And finally, when all the walls were painted with blood of the guards and prisoners, he finally moved to the main dishes. As he walked through the (A/N: valley of the shadow of death) special section of the prison, his claw scratched the extra reinforced walls, making a fine line of cut with how sharp his dagger-like nail was "Now, who to choose, who to choose?"

'Hmm, let's just go from the worst to the best. Like all meals in a feast.' He licked his fangs as he arrived at the first cell. And to be honest, he was a bit disappointed.

His eyes were mainly on Mister Negative and Electro, so he had completely ignored that one of the members of the big bad Sinister Six was an actual old man. One that immediately back off upon seeing him "W-what in the hell are you...?"

He shrugged "Guess I am gonna eat the worst one first." Before punching through the wall. He didn't even let the elderly man get shocked before a tendril grabbed him and absorbed him right there and then.

Blasphemy didn't want to taste old meat. He had standards for what he tasted and what he simply absorbed. Hey, at least he wasn't completely useless. His intelligence and knowledge of electronics and mechanical engineering was definitely going to be useful.

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[Acquired From Vulture]

Genius Intelligence (160 IQ)

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(A/N: I will be writing how much IQ they have too if they're smart enough for it to be listed in the fandom. After all, MC is a massive show off and if he can absorb other geniuses' intelligence, why wouldn't he show off his intelligence too? By the way, he got 500 IQ from the two Peters and 150 from Miles. So 810 IQ at the moment.)

He started walking again, each step he took sending shivers down the spines of the last few prisoners. Next was Doctor Octopus, who, like Vulture, was devoured in a split second.

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[Acquired From Doctor Octopus]

Genius Intelligence (170 IQ)

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"Finally, we're moving onto the exciting meals!" He laughed as he looked at Scorpion, who glared at him "Why don't you let me out of this damn cell and I'll show you just who's the meal?"

He had his full armor on as he flexed his sharp tail. Not surprising, considering he literally couldn't take them off. He had expected them to have him completely tied up in his cell, but guess that wasn't the case. The walls, even the glass wall, were thicker than any other cell though, so he assumed that they were sure he couldn't get out.

Blasphemy chuckled "Hmm... I guess I have a few seconds to spare." His tendrils moved the high tech lock beside the wall. Sipping into it before he short circuited it and opened the glass door. "So make it count."

Scorpion didn't waste even a moment. With a battle cry, he pounced on Blasphemy. But the 7'2 (2.20 m) Symbiote just grabbed him by the chest midair. Scorpion was surprised by the show of speed, but he grinned as he stabbed his poisonous tail into his side "Hahahaha! Have a nice dream in your final moments, you fucking freak-"

But Blasphemy's amused smile startled him "That's it. How disappointing. Let me show you," He didn't even bother with the sharp tail that had stabbed his side as he made a tail of his own "A real stinger."