Harem With Venom In Marvel/Dc

The smoke gradually dissipated.

Venom stood tall, his massive and powerful body riddled with embedded bullets.

The surface of his body suddenly writhed, absorbing the bullets within. Then, his arms quickly transformed into two massive Gatling guns, the black muzzles aimed directly at the enemies before him.

A sinister grin stretched across Venom's face as he spoke in a low, hoarse voice, "Now, start counting your sins."

Dada dada—

Countless bullets poured out like a torrential downpour.

The terrorists, trapped in the confined space, were thrown into a state of panic as they desperately searched for cover.

Some ducked behind tables, while others tried to shield themselves with rocks.

But in the very next moment, Venom's bullets tore through both obstacles and flesh alike, turning the terrorists into nothing more than mangled heaps of flesh and blood.

The cave was soon filled with the thick, suffocating scent of blood, mingled with agonized screams, creating a truly nightmarish scene.

The terrorist leader stood frozen in horror, his heart gripped by overwhelming fear.

He turned, desperate to escape this hellish nightmare, only to realize that his path had long been blocked.

"You... what kind of monster are you?" he stammered, trembling.

Venom reached out and seized the leader's head, effortlessly lifting him off the ground.

"We are Venom!"

As his fingers tightened, the leader's eyes rolled back, his body convulsing like a fish out of water, struggling and begging for mercy.

"Wait… let me go! I have money—lots of money! I'll surrender to you, I—"

Bang!

A sickening crack echoed through the cave as Venom tossed the lifeless body to the ground.

"Ugh…!"

Tony Stark, still sprawled on the ground, retched violently, unable to handle the gruesome sight before him. The cave was nothing but a slaughterhouse filled with blood and gore.

Venom turned, his gaze locking onto Tony Stark.

Tony's eyes widened in fear, and he hastily blurted out, "Mr. Demon! I am not with them! Hey—stay away, you evil—"

Venom ignored him and instead stepped toward Ethan, who lay injured on the ground.

Chino, now back in human form, crouched down beside Ethan to check his wounds—he had been shot in the abdomen, and his chest was badly burned.

"Venom, heal him," Chino ordered.

Placing his hands on Ethan's chest, the symbiote tendrils seeped into the wounds, repairing the damaged tissue.

"You… you are a messenger of God," Ethan murmured, his eyes fluttering open. He had never lost consciousness.

"No," Chino replied simply before asking, "Where did you get that crystal from earlier?"

Ethan hesitated for a moment but eventually answered truthfully. "Two days ago, I found it in the cave. A voice from the darkness told me that if I brought it here, a messenger would come to save me."

Chino frowned.

Two days ago… that was the exact moment he had bonded with Venom.

If this was something from the future, why did it happen this way? Why didn't the Ancient One or the Time Variance Authority stop it? Was there some greater event unfolding?

And if it was an enemy behind all this, why take such a roundabout approach? Wouldn't it have been easier to send someone back to stop him before he even arrived in this timeline?

Even stranger, after swallowing the crystal, he could feel its presence within him.

Chino placed a hand over his chest. He couldn't see or touch the crystal, and even an X-ray would probably be useless. Yet, he could distinctly sense a transparent crystal residing within him, as if it existed in a separate space inside his body.

"Venom, did you experience any side effects after absorbing the crystal?" he asked.

[No, but I did gain an additional core inside me. It seems to function as a storage device.]

"A storage device? What exactly does it store?"

[The abilities of others. I can now copy superpowers.]

"But that's already one of your abilities. What makes this different?"

[Before, my copying ability was limited in quantity. But with this, I can store an unlimited number of abilities. Plus, you can use the powers yourself without relying on me.]

"That… actually sounds amazing."

Chino smiled.

This crystal was undoubtedly a gift, perfectly tailored for him and Venom.

[Don't just stand there grinning. That guy over there is about to die.]

Snapping out of his thoughts, Chino turned to see Tony Stark's condition worsening. His legs were drenched in blood—his femoral artery must have been hit. Ethan was trying to stop the bleeding, but without proper medical tools, his efforts were proving ineffective.

"Can you save my friend?" Ethan pleaded.

Chino pressed his hands against Tony's wounds, allowing the symbiote to rapidly repair the damaged tissues.

After all, if fate had drawn him into this timeline, it surely meant that Tony Stark was meant to survive. Without help, Tony—whose legs were broken—would never have escaped on his own.

Tony Stark gasped as he watched his wounds heal before his very eyes. "Oh… my god!"

Chino casually retrieved the shrapnel and reactor from Tony's body and held them out. "Do you still want these, Mr. Stark?"

Tony hesitated before shaking his head. "Uh… thanks, but no thanks."

Chino chuckled, placing the items on a nearby workbench.

Tony stared at the pieces of shrapnel that had nearly cost him his life, his expression complicated.

"My friend… who are you?" Tony finally asked, his voice unusually polite—a rare occurrence for the arrogant billionaire.

"My name is Chino," he answered. "And let's just say, I'm here to save you. Do you have anything you need to take with you?"

Tony looked around before shaking his head. "No. But… can you do me a favor? Can you destroy this suit?"

"No problem."

Chino walked over to the Mark I armor, covered it with symbiote tendrils, and then delivered a single devastating punch.

BOOM—

The Mark I suit shattered, its pieces scattering like petals in the wind. It was now nothing more than scrap metal.

Tony Stark inhaled sharply.

Although he had seen Venom withstand bullets and transform into Gatling guns, this was different. The sheer display of raw power was staggering.

Even though the Mark I was a crude prototype, it was still made of reinforced metal. Yet, Chino had obliterated it in a single punch.

"Let's go," Chino said, leading the way toward the passage ahead.

Tony and Ethan followed closely behind.

As they moved through the dimly lit tunnel, Chino suddenly felt uneasy.

Even if the earlier gunfire hadn't alerted anyone, there should still have been guards patrolling the area.

But the passage was eerily silent.

Just as they neared the cave's entrance, a strong metallic scent filled the air.

Chino's expression darkened as he immediately transformed back into Venom.

"Something happened outside," he said grimly.

Tony Stark also sensed that something was wrong.

"Stay close to me," Venom warned before stepping out of the cave.

The moment they emerged, the howling desert wind carried yellow sand across the blood-soaked ground.

Corpses were scattered everywhere, their faces twisted in agony, their eyes frozen in terror.

Blood had seeped into the sand, creating a horrifying scene of death and despair.

Everyone was dead.

And there was no one left to deliver a message.

"The only thing necessary for the triumph of evil is for good men to do nothing."—Edmund Burke

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