Found You! (Eddie Brock x Reader) Part 1
Before anything else, let me explain something. The symbiote I used for my previous imagine, mostly the name and general appearance, is from a friend of mine, and their oc. Shard was just the first name that popped into my head. So I used it, much to the ‘offense’ of my friend. Nah, I’m kidding they’re fine with it! XD but yes a feminine Shard will be my most used symbiote for x readers that needs one. I’ll boop them here @beans-and-rice101
The following imagine is based off of this prompt: Imagine Eddie finding you in the Life Foundation lab already bonded with your own symbiote
Never in your life would you be wishing to be back on the streets, giving anyone who passed you silent pleas for some extra change. But right now? You’d take anything over the glass case you were trapped in.
In your desperation to have a full meal, you had accepted the offer to become a part of a human experiment. Something about the ‘next stage of human evolution’, but you couldn’t give a fuck about that, you simply wanted to eat.
“Release the symbiote.” Was Carlton Drake’s closing words to his small, nearly robotic speech towards his scientists. From behind you, the hissing sound of a hatch opening had caught your attention. A nauseating anxiety started to form in the pit of your stomach as you took noticed one of the scientists and the look she was giving you. Deep concern and fear.
You turned around slowly, only to pin yourself to the glass as you saw what they were looking at. Inky blue fluid. Living inky blue fluid and it was moving towards you. Letting out a scream, you turned back to the group outside and started to hit the glass harshly. “Help! Help me, please! Please! I don’t wanna die! Please!”
They ignored your pleas and continued to observe as the goo finally made contact with your leg. Causing you to flinch and fall to the ground in the shock. It travelled up your leg and started to dissolve into the fabric of the shirt they had given you. You were rolling on the floor, thrashing in the vain hope that you could get whatever this was off of you. Fuck the food, fuck the experiment, you just wanted to live!
With a gasp, you grasped your shirt before padding you up and down, looking for the goo that had come at you. But you felt nothing. “W-Where is it? What was that!?” You started to demand as you shakily stood up. “Her vital signs are stable and everything seems to be checking out. She’s a match.” A male sitting in front of a computer said laser-focused on the screen in front of him. Your eyes widened in horror at this realisation.
“Was that thing supposed to kill me!? You psychopaths! What the fuck is this!?” you cried in fear and desperation. But they never answered you, they simply left you where you were after fiddling with something. Holding back a sob, you sat on the ground, resigned to your fate as a test subject.
Within the hour, you started to shiver. Who left a window open?
“There are no windows in this container”
What the fuck was that? Your head shot up at the thought. You thought you had heard something. A voice. You stood up and peered through the glass as much as you could, trying to catch a glimpse of the others here. Maybe it was them.
Yeah, if they had called to you, their voices would have been muffled, this voice was clear as day. Swivelling your head around to check your ‘room’, that seemed to have tinted blue lighting for some reason. But it was still only you and your frightened thoughts.
“What the fuck are you? The voice in my head!? Have I finally lost my sanity in this world!?” you snapped, standing up, ignoring the icy feeling in your joints. But you were pushed to the floor suddenly, causing to you yelp and scurry to the nearest wall. Yep, you were insane! Bonkers! Off your meds!
“We will not get anywhere if you do not calm down!”
You whimpered slightly as you were yelled at, but decided to listen to the voice, you performed a few breathing exercises to calm down. Though that was proving somewhat difficult, especially when suddenly something emerges from your back. That same living fluid that had launched itself at you before. It curved around to face you as it formed ahead with large eyes and large teeth.
The head’s blue-tinted oily essence seemed to flow smoothly in the air, the face was thin and subtle in the small curves that it have. The large white eyes gracefully curve at the end of them, the features were quite feminine in the long run. “W-What? W-Who are you?” you asked, earning a large toothy smile from the head.
“I am Shard. You, (Y/n), are my host.”
“Yes. I am unable to survive on this planet without a host. This man you placed your trust in, sees my kind as a doorway for yours.”
“Your tone isn’t reassuring, you know. I don’t see this working out for me or anyone.” Your expression hardened into a glare, but your shaky breath earned a widened grin from the sentient head before you. “Only if you lack trust in me.”
“Trust? Literally an hour ago you were … a blob attacking me!”
Shard opened her mouth to retort but was interrupted by the blaring lights and high pitched noises that quickly gave you a headache. Shard retreated from sight.
Then the panicked shouts started and you could have sworn that it was a familiar voice. Your limbs were forced back into action, throwing your body against the glass. The sound that escaped your throat caught the attention of the escapee and your eyes locked.
When you lived on the streets, it was just outside Eddie’s apartment where you spent your nights. You and Eddie had built a small type of friendship over the months ever since he moved into the building. Eddie would end up nicknaming you ‘Wise Sage’ because you proved to be some endless well of advice whenever he walked by. But you were absent when he was given the lead into the Life Foundation Lab. any doubts he had were swept under the rug when he couldn’t find you anywhere. You acted as his anchor, but your absence let the stupid decision confirm itself.
Your relieved expression suddenly contorted as did your vocal cords, like they were possessed “Venom! Get us out of here!” It was not your voice, but the tone was still as desperate as you felt at that moment. Shard seemed to throw you out of the way as a large object was thrown into the glass that contained you.
“Oh shit!” Eddie exclaimed in shock at the midnight black substance grabbing the heaviest object nearby and hurling it at the glass, causing it to shatter and scatter the floor. “(Y/n)! Come on!” Panic seems to be contagious because it seemed to control your body to ignore the glass and run with Eddie.
You both had managed to escape being captured, albeit in trees like scaredy cats. But you escaped. You nearly let yourself fall to your knees upon the asphalt in the joy of being far from the dreaded lab. But Eddie dragged you by the forearm away from your original spot and into his apartment.
You were not able to get a word in before Eddie’s behaviour silenced; he was like a savaged animal that had gone unfed. But it also appeared to be a struggle of the mind. You were scared and confused “He’s hungry.”
“He.... has one of you up his ass too?”
“Not… the way I would have put it. But yes. Eddie does not seem to be a willing host.”
Once silent seem to fall upon the apartment, you found Eddie in the bathroom. Passed out from exhaustion. You were going to haul him to his couch despite your how exhaustion, but you paused to look at his face. As you studied his face, remembering the times before this small ordeal. While you never asked anything from him, nor did he give many physical items beside the few coins that he could give. The thing you most valued from him was simply seeing his face at least once a day.
Neither of you had much wealth of physical coin, but the wealth of character brought light to your musky world on the streets. You felt that you mattered to Eddie because he ca--
“I’m going to interrupt your thoughts for a moment. I need to do something, now! I promise I’ll bring you back before he awakens.”
Before you could retort against Shard, you were enveloped in a darkness that you felt held hostage within. Your limbs were moving but it was you who was in control. Your vision was blocked, keeping you away from the reality, then your exhustion caught up with you and passed out.
You woke up to a gentle pat on your cheek and blood on your face.
URRRG! time to hate myself. I didn’t want to keep writing and writing, so this is a part 1. I already have a to-do list so the part 2 to this is not my priority. Also, I’ve reached 200 followers now, so the original 100 followers celebration is now gonna be for both of those.
