#gabriel todd

[symbiote-siblings]

“So… this is the one?”

“Yes.”

“It’s tiny.”

“Yes.”

“Are you just gonna keep agreeing with me?”

“No.”

“…”

“You go left, we take right,”

“I want the right,”

“No.”

“Fuck you.”

“Karma-“

“Fine… you go right.”

[the-tangle-web]

“What the fuck is wrong with you?!”

“Ya, should be askin’ you that-“

“Stop back talking like a child and actually do something useful with your life instead of taking up space!”

“HOLY FUCK-“

“OH- OH DAMN-“

“BRO WE GOTTA FUCKING RUN-“

“Oh my god…”

*click*

“Jen?”

“Matt- they took Anthony…”

-Metal Mirrors-

[the-tangle-web]

How do they put out a candle?

OOC:

Gabe/Carnage: Blow it out normally

Anthony: web shoot

Gareth: drop kick

[the-tangle-web]

How Human Are You?

Teddy took another drag from his cigarette, breathing in slowly before exhaling, letting the smoke rise out of his mouth. He’s been contemplating this for awhile. If there truly is a fourth symbiote out there, he’d rather know who they are and who their host is.

His best guess?

That kid, Gabriel Todd.

From what he’s gathered, it seems to be the only possibility currently. Teddy wasn’t to fond of him, he was to stoic for his liking and easily pushed over the edge, sort of like Rossi. Not only that, a student went missing at their school and he was positive it wasn’t Ravage or Karma.

Teddy knew where Vee was. They had found a new host and well… they’re figuring it out. Besides, they’re all the way across the city, they can’t get here and dip without a trace. It had to be this new guy. If this symbiote is related to Oscorp in any way-

Speak of the devil.

Teddy pushed himself off the brick wall and stood straight, holding his cigarette between his middle and pointer. The teen wasn’t looking for confrontation today, but since Gabe is right there, you might as well.

Across the empty courtyard was Gabriel Todd. He wore his signature red hoodie, the hood up over his head, hands in his pockets. The ravenette was striding over to the other, intent on getting answers… with some help of course.

Also? The blog was a dead giveaway.

“Todd?” He called out, titling his head, brows furrowed.

The other acknowledged him with a grunt, crossing his arms over his chest as he turned to look down at Teddy.

Teddy bottled up his anxiety. His drive for an answer to his questions outweighing the impending doom of human interaction.

“Haven’t seen you around much, you’ve been doing alright?”

—

Gabriel wasn’t sure why the Williams brother was so suddenly concerned of his well-being. It already raised red flags as the other approached him, now standing in front of him and taking a drag from the cigarette between his fingers.

He hated the smell of tobacco. His nose scrunched as he caught a whiff of it. The other didn’t seem to bothered nor did it seem that he cared either.

Gabe was hesitant, and the other noticed it as well, his eyes narrowing ever so slightly with their head titled like a curious animal.

“I visited a few friends for awhile, I was helping them move in,” was what he settled on for an answer.

Williams didn’t seem to satisfied with the answer, he seemed even more skeptical than before, but didn’t call him out on it. Instead, he shrugged,

“Well, just checking, shit with the news sparked my interest,”

“Oh?”

Williams hummed, turning his head to the side to take one final drag on the cigarette before dropping it to the floor and stomping it out, twisting his shoe from side to side on the stub against the concrete. The teen ran his fingers through his hair to get it out of his face, exhaling slowly. He clicked his tongue against his teeth,

“You know I know, right?”

Gabe turned his head to look at Williams, but he wasn’t looking at him, instead, he kept staring out to the side. He had his brow raised, lips pursed,

“Excuse me?”

Gabe heard a low growl from the back of his mind. Then it clicked. The muscles in his throat tensed.

Williams now had a cocky grin on his face, as if he was proud of solving the puzzle, but it was short lived. He turned back to look at Gabe who stood his ground,

“What’s their name?”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about,”

“Yes you do,” Williams insisted,

“I don’t,”

The ravenette let out a low hum, but to Gabe, it sounded more of like a growl. Like a growl Carnage would make, he was frowning now. Almost displeased. Gabe didn’t know that the quiet kid in the back of the class could somehow be intimidating.

Damn. It’s always the quiet ones, “Maybe I need to jog your memory,”

Before Gabe knew it, a black claw reached for him and grabbed the front of his shirt, yanking him forward so he was face to face with the other,

“I’m not playing games. This is serious,”

Gabe’s eyes fell on the hand clenched around the front of his shirt. Not a hand- a claw. Grey and black claws. Claws of a symbiote if he’s ever seen them.

Yep… always the quiet ones.

Gabe grabbed at the other’s wrist that held him hostage and used his leg to kick at the other’s knee to pull himself free. The other pulled away without much effort, seeming to let him go without a fuss. However, it was far from over.

Before Gabe could collect himself, another black and grey claw slashed at him and scraped the side of his cheek, whipping his face to the side. He let out a short grunt through his teeth, glaring back at the other as he stumbled away helplessly, reaching a hand to the wound on his cheek, blood now on his fingertips.

He heard Carnage snarl and felt a pulsing around his shoulders and back,

“No,” he gritted through his teeth.

Carnage let out a screech in frustration, but obeyed regardless.

Williams cocked his head to the side as he stared at the other.

Almost there.

Gabe looked up and Williams was fast approaching, his arms now black and grey claws, formed and shaped by a symbiote. Gabe clenched his hand into a fist and reeled his body back, standing in a ready position as he built up all his energy to thrust his fist at the other.

“Ah haha…”

All Williams did was smile, a grim smile. Though he didn’t know this teen well, this was not his smile. It was… sharper… wider, even. Did he have more teeth? Black and grey symbiotic goo was cracking up from his neck to the sides of his face as he raised a claw right as he was thrusting his fist at him,

“Oh, Todd,” his voice was deeper, gruffer, “don’t be scared,” the claw was slamming down at him, right down to his eye as his punch missed when the other dashed to the side, “let ‘em out!”

Gabe couldn’t hide him anymore. He let out a scream of anger as he felt something familiar crawl up his back and over his arms, black and red goo reforming his limbs as Carnage reached his claws to grasp at the other’s wrist, preventing it from making contact to his host.

Williams grunted. His face turned back to something more familiar, more human. He no longer smiled, he wore his frown again and the goo that was crawling up his face subsided, retreating down to the base of his throat, mimicking the pattern that Carnage made on his host’s limbs. Gabe breathed heavily, brows arched as he stared at the other host with fury, baring his teeth.

Williams simply looked back down at him, stiffly nodded,

“It’s nice to meet you, Carnage.”

[the-tangle-web]

Loathing

“You know I know, right?”

“I- I don’t even know you-“

“Don’t play dumb, Anthony, we know it’s you,”

“I-how- I uh-“

“We’re not stupid,”

—

“Don’t be such a killjoy, live a little!”

“I said no,”

“Why not?”

“M’not in the mood,”

“You’re a fucking bore, you know that?”

“Fuck off,”

—

“You sure you have to go out again? Can’t we just, I don’t know, get some of those blood packages?”

“From where? Sam, get the fuck over it! I gotta eat or I’m eating you, and not by choice!”

“Hey… I just-“

“You did this to me! You know that! I’m tired of doing this every night, you know I have to!”

“But do you want to?”

“No! No I don’t but that’s how it is! What else am I going to do?”

“I’m telling you, Gareth! I can find ways, I-I can fake an ID I can rob a damn hospital I’ll do it!”

“I don’t want you to!”

“Why?! I’m here just let me help!”

“We lost mom and dad, we lost our sister, I’m not losing you to jail, Sam! Their death couldn’t be avoided but yours can!”

—

Tara scoffed, taking another breath from her cigarette, smoke leaking from the sides of her mouth and rising into the air,

“I’ve seen you around, ever since you came here… we knew you weren’t normal,” she said, holding the cigarette between her middle and pointer, resting her elbow on her elevated knee, her other leg hanging down on the edge of the building they sat on.

Anthony had his mask off, hood up. He sad next to the symbiote host and stared down at the streets below. He let out a low hum, “I knew I wasn’t hiding it well, I didn’t try to. More to spite him more than anything,”

“I get that. I’d do the same,” Tara said, “but with Karma, well,” she shrugged, “it’s a bit different,”

“I’d figure,”

—

One less student went to their high school, at least. But they weren’t anyone Gabe liked anyways. That didn’t keep him from feeling guilty. Carnage begged to differ.

“It was deserved, he never left us alone about this and we barley know him!” The symbiote snarled, “he wants us to go to his parties that are shit anyways even though we already said no!”

Gabe pursed his lips, brows furrowing as his face scrunched angrily, his hands curled into fists in his pockets, “I know-“

“Then why feel like this?! We should be happy he’s gone!”

Gabe slammed the door closed in the bathroom and flicked on the lights, staring at the mirror and at the red and black symbiote’s face, slamming his hands against the counter at the sink, “It’s not about that! It’s the fact that you ate a fucking person on the streets without letting me know what the fuck you were going to do!”

—

Gareth never thought that standing over a body drained of its blood would get any easier, but now, he barley even feels it. It’s just another day, another lost soul. All because he had to eat.

He could go weeks without it, but once its time, it’s time. He doesn’t go for the parents, the children, he tries to desperately not to and avoid them. Instead, he prefers going for those spoiled rich CEOs.

However, murder is murder. It didn’t feel good afterward. No matter how much that bitch deserved it.

—

“It gets better,” Tara said, “it was an adjustment… us getting used to each other but, we made it work,”

Anthony hummed, looking at the other, then back down at his lap, “I’d imagine- I just- well,” he shrugged, “I’m not entirely like you two, I can reason with my powers, they just… are,”

The red haired girl put out her cigarette with symbiotic claws, tossing it to the side as her hand transformed back to human. She straightened her posture, stretching her arms over her head before setting them behind herself, bracing her body onto her arms as she let both her legs dangle over the ledge,

“You’ll figure it out. After all, they’re still your powers. In control or not, they belong to you… I guess you just have to make the best of a situation sometimes,” she scoffed, staring down at her own lap, “damn, I suck at comfort-“

“No,” the other teen said, taking in a breath. Tara looked over at him, titling her head,

He clasped his hands together in his lap, gripping at them tightly,

“No it-… it helps… it does,”

—

“You can’t just do whatever the fuck you want like that!”

“He was hurting you! Hurting us!”

Gabe exhaled sharply, whipping his head to the side before facing the mirror again, staring at the stubborn symbiote in their pale eyes,

“The least you could have done was tell me!”

“You would have said no! I did what I had to!”

Gabe pointed an accusing finger at the mirror, “Don’t fucking baby me! You share this body!”

“We share a body but you let it get stepped on all over!”

Gabe knocked over a glass cup off of the counter and it smashed on the ground with a loud crash, “Don’t lecture me about keeping myself alive!”

“And don’t lecture me about saving our dignity!”

“THIS ISN’T OUR BATTLE, THIS ISN’T YOUR BODY!” He screamed, “ITS MINE! MINE! NOT YOURS! LEAVE ME THE FUCK ALONE!” The teen mindlessly gripped the side of the mirror and ripped it off of the wall, throwing it to the side into the empty bathtub where it shattered with a crash into massive shards.

He was breathing heavily. The symbiote kept quiet, as silent as he could. Gabe knew he was there, but somehow, he felt even more alone. Gabe pressed himself against the wall, not even realizing he was backing up to it and slid to the ground. He didn’t realize he was crying either.

—

Ashes to ashes, dust to dust, right? Right. Gareth felt full and then some. At least he ate sooner than later. He might last longer. Who fucking knows anymore. Not like Sam asked what the hell this serum did or the effects of it before letting that scientist bitch give it to him.

He sighed. Pulling his knees to his chest as he sat on his bed in clean clothes after washing up. It wasn’t Sam’s fault but… no, he couldn’t have known, they didn’t tell him everything.

He would have died without it.

But was it worth it? Would Sam have given him the serum if he knew what it would do to him?

Would Gareth have wanted to die there and then if he knew this was what he would be?

He didn’t know. He couldn’t decide what was worse.

He decided he didn’t want to figure it out now. He was tired.

So he lied down in his bed, pulled the covers over himself.

And he stayed awake, staring at the ceiling. His mind begged to differ.

[the-tangle-web]

Happy birthday, Gabe and Carnage!

Thank you for the birthday wishes. We appreciate it rather it was because of the hollow threats or pure kindness.

-Gabe and Carnage

[the-tangle-web]

Hey man, I know that we don’t know each other well but since we spoke once, I’m hopping in to say happy birthday to both you (Gabe) and Carnage! So yeah. - 🫀 via @ask-harvester

We thank you. We hope you’ve been doing well as of late since we last spoke.

-Gabe and Carnage

[the-tangle-web]

Outta There

“…”

“Dude legit just left!”

“I thought you said I could talk to him?”

“I did! But he just vanished! I honestly thought he would stay longer… huh,”

“Sorta creepy… but at the same time maybe they’re just busy?”

“Doing what? Eating people?”

*sigh* “Well… if he ever shows up again… I want a more clear explanation of who the hell these guys are- if they’re in contact with my brother, they’re in contact with me from now on, got it?”

. . .

It was a quieter side of the city. Near the skatepark and where Gabe spent most of his time. On the other end of a black leash Gabe held was a greyish brown borzoi, keeping pace with his owner, the loyal dog he was, on his skateboard as the teen and his dog skated down the empty streets, close to the sidewalk. A slight lean to the right turned his board around the corner, the borzoi cantering slightly ahead, tail up and wagging.

Gabe had left the sewers and the turtles when Athena wanted to head back home. He left that night. It didn’t seem his presence was wanted any longer so he decided to leave them to heal. There was no more he and Carnage could do anyways.

The sun was starting to set, the sky a pale blue fading into orange, the street lights beginning to turn on. The skatepark, however, lively as ever. The people who skate there were night owls, staying up as late as they can until they’re to tired to stand up straight. Gabe jumped to the side of the board and stepped on the back of it as it launched upright into his palm, lifting it up and under his arm. The borzoi slowed its pace to walk side by side with its owner, looking up at him with big eyes. Gabe leaned a hand down to rub the dog’s head. The pair found their usual spot with a good view of the skate park in the shadows and a brick wall for them to lean on. Gareth calls it the Batman corner because it’s so dark and angsty.

“I don’t exactly appreciate being watched…”

The symbiote growled in their host’s mind. The borzoi sitting next to Gabe was also on edge. It’s ears were perked as it waved his head around the dark corner, searching for the foreign scent.

Gabe kept his gaze forward, but responded to the symbiote, rolling his head upward and to the side against the wall,

“You’ll risk being seen at this hour, Raphael?”

He lingered far enough from the skatepark that he was out of earshot of everyone there. However, he doubted they really were paying attention or would care.

A thud was heard from around the corner from the alley. He heard a low chattering that vibrated so low it sounded like a growl. He heard the mutant snap his jaw shut as he heard a low exhale from around the corner as the mutant crossed his arms over his chest, leaning against the wall. Raphael had his hood up, his grey hoodie sleeves torn off. The mutant remained hidden in the shadows as to not be seen. Though the others probably wouldn’t notice, he wasn’t taking the chance.

“It’s rude just to leave like that,”

The borzoi let out a low growl, scooting closer to his owner and letting out a low whimper, pressing against the teen’s leg. Gabe lowered his hand and set his hand on the dog’s head.

“Our work was done,”

“You could have said goodbye,”

“Yet you made it clear you didn’t wish for our company in the first place,” the teen retorted in a low tone, “so we left you to it,”

Raphael’s eyes squinted, thinking for a moment.

“Why are you here, Raphael,”

Silence.

A grunt and a shuffle.

“What business do you have with my brother?”

“Nothing anymore,”

“Anymore?” The mutant snapper’s voice raised slightly,

“We simply wanted information from a certain organization, we asked your brother to hack the system for us and he gave us what we needed,” he explained, his voice never deterring or giving anything away, much to the snapper’s dismay,

“After that, we promised he could call us for any pressing matters as a form of thanks. Then, he called us to fetch Athena from the Battle Nexus and after that was done, we left,”

“What organization would that be?”

“This particular one? None of your concern-“

“What organization?”

Carnage let out a low growl. Gabe blinked slowly with a low hum,

“The Avengers,”

Raphael’s face scrunched up, “Why the Avengers?”

“Personal matters that I will not disclose to you as it is none of your concern,”

“And will my brother get caught from hacking a fucking Avenger’s system?”

“No, he will not,” Gabe said, firmly.

And it was silent again.

Gabe heard a soft sigh. The sun started setting and it was darker than before, the sky a dark orange, sky darkening by the minute. Lights illuminated the skatepark as the people with their skateboards screeched and shouted, smiles plastered on their faces as they rolled and flipped on the rounded ramps.

And they coexisted. And they soaked everything in. Not on the same page, still a bit tense, not even close to understanding, but they were doing alright for now.

And they were okay.