Marvel: I'm a Symbiote

On Earth-Z, where Alex had sent Miss Marvel and Laura from Hydra Earth after tethering them together and giving them a piece of himself such that they could enjoy the actual symbiote experience instead of his special exclusive version. He had no plans to actually bond with them, and he already had multiple women that he wasn’t truly bonded with, like Felicia in Farm Earth, Cindy in Earth-65, and Yelena and the MCU. Alex didn’t form a symbiotic bond with them, but their capabilities were nothing to be scoffed at, which made Alex give them that secondary position to his true hosts. This meant that, unlike his hosts, he wasn’t as controlling, or intimate with them. At least emotionally. Physically, he had explored all three women inside and out.

Miss Marvel and Laura were two of these secondary position women, but they were in a unique situation. Unlike the other three, they weren’t even aware of Alex since he had merely given them a basic version of the symbiote instead of the specialized collar that he put on the others. The duo only knew that they received some sort of symbiotic suit that listened to rudimentary commands.

At this point, a pitch-black cocoon split open within one of the numerous bunkers that were littered all around the wasteland that was Earth-Z. From within, two young women, both adorning matching sleek black combat suits that emphasized their figures, stood up.

“Well, that was a weird experience,” Miss Marvel spoke as she stood up, “Do you remember what happened? I remember being knocked out just when your dad … your dad … he killed those people.” The bubbly woman went quiet at her words, her expression growing somber.

Laura patted her shoulder, “Look around,” She said, “We were eaten up by a tree before I made my black suit cover you as well.”

“Are we back at the Hydra base?” Miss Marvel asked while looking around the living room which reminded her of her dorm back in Hydra’s base, “I guess the others saved us and brought us back.”

“I don’t think so,” Laura frowned without elaborating. She turned to the large metallic door and approached it while the frown on her face stayed.

“Laura,” Miss Marvel called out, but was ignored, “Laura!” She called again.

“Hm?” Laura hummed in question without turning back. She continued to approach the door.

“Why are you on Hydra’s si—“ Her words never finished as she felt something yanking her forward by the waist, “Ahh!” She shouted, forced to step forward to stop herself from tumbling.

Laura was in the same boat, she had been yanked backward by the waist and was only still standing because of her stable center of balance. Unlike Miss Marvel, who was merely a superhero because of her superpowers, Laura was a trained killer and combatant.

They both looked at the culprit for their yanking and saw a taut black tether that connected them both by the waists. They hadn’t previously noticed it as it continued to be stretched and ended up yanking them both.

“We should step closer,” Miss Marvel said while walking toward Laura. Only when she was barely two steps away from the girl did the tether go slack, “This is probably going to be a problem if we end up in fights,” She said, “Can’t you call it back?”

“I tried,” Laura shrugged. “Let’s go out.” With those words, she turned to the door once again before walking out. What greeted her was a dimly lit staircase that led upwards, with merely two lightbulbs lighting the way up. With a confused frown, she decided to bite the bullet and continued walking up.

The girl beside her, “Hey, I think we can be considered friends at this point, so we should at least share our real names with each other. I’m Kamala Khan,” She extended her hand toward Laura while walking behind her.

“Laura, Laura … Kinney,” The girl evidently spoke very little, but her words contained many more emotions than Kamala’s long sentences. She didn’t even turn around to look at Kamala to answer and kept ascending the stairs.

With one girl chattering about meaningless things and the other quietly listening to her words, they reached the top, noticing another similar metal door to the one from the bottom. Laura’s expression was one full of suspicion while Kamala was oblivious to any weird signs, still sure that she was in the Hydra base in one of the dorms.

Sadly for the talkative girl, the opened door destroyed her fantasy. What greeted them was a sandy wasteland as a gust of wind made that sand fly up in the air and hit them in the face. Laura was quick to react and stepped back, closing the door before too much of the sand was able to enter the staircase, “We aren’t home,” She said.

“No, that’s not possible,” Kamala said, “This has to be some kind of training exercise or something. If we aren’t home then where … where …” Her words trailed off as if she just realized something, “I remember hearing about rifts opening between the different Earths, transporting the people away abruptly …” She didn’t need to finish to make Laura understand the implications of her words.

“We’re on another planet …” Laura said with a tired sigh, already missing the father whom she’d only been with for less than a year.

The two girls were quick to go back down into the bunker and look for food. Both of them had strong mentalities and were quick to adapt to their situation. The first thing they needed to find was food. With their big appetites, due to their abilities relying on them having a lot of self-sufficient energy, food was an extremely important thing for them.

“How in the world is this place so clean and furnished yet has literally zero scraps of food? It’s like someone contracted a bunker in the middle of the desert and never bothered stocking it with food,” Kamala complained.

“There is one other source of food,” Laura said with a frown.

“What is it?” Kamala looked at Laura with shining eyes.

“Food …” Laura said with intent to her suit.

“Yeah that’s what I’m talking about, you just said that we have another source of food, what is it?” Kamala asked.

Laura didn’t say anything and waited as a pipe extended out from her shoulder and entered her mouth, “Mm …” The girl couldn’t help but moan at the chocolaty taste of the smooth substance that the suit gave her.

Kamala’s eyes sparkled at the view in front of her, “Hey, um … Mr. Suit, can you give me some food too, please?” She asked politely as a similar pipe extended out from her shoulder and entered her mouth giving her the same chocolaty substance.

Both women blissfully moaned at the heavenly-tasting food for a whole minute before the pipes pulled themselves back automatically.

“This is amazing …” Kamala said, “I feel completely full right now and all it took was a minute of drinking thick chocolate.”

“Apex needs to replenish after some time,” Laura said with a frown.

“Apex?” Kamala asked.

“The suit,” Laura said, “It has limited food reserves.”

“Well, what does it eat?” Kamala asked, “I don’t think we are going to find anything other than sand outside.”

“There is something outside that Apex wants,” Laura told her, “We should go out.”

“In that dust storm?” Kamala seemed apprehensive, “My suit will get all sandy.”

Laura looked at her with a deadpan look for a few seconds before turning around and walking toward the exit door, “Come.” She said, not giving Kamala a choice.

“So overbearing,” Kamala giggled, “Since this Apex is our only source of food for a while, then it’s better to keep it satiated.”

Kamala followed Laura to the exit and they both ascended the stairs until reaching the exit door. Without a word, Laura grabbed Kamala’s hand and pulled her closer while opening the door. Quickly exiting through the door, She closed the door behind herself and Kamala after they both got through the door.

Laura let go of Kamala and started walking in a determined direction that Apex directed her to. The suit had already formed masks on their heads, making sure that their entire bodies were completely covered, preventing any of the dust from even touching their skin.

Walking through the storm, Kamala was grateful for the tether that kept her connected to Laura, otherwise, she was sure that she would be lost in the sandstorm that completely robbed her of visibility. Eventually, the sandstorm seemed to have mellowed out a bit, increasing the two women’s visibility such that they were at the very least able to see things in front of them. The first thing Kamala noticed was a humanoid silhouette in the direction that they were walking. freewebnσvel.cѳm

“There’s someone there, we should see …” She quickly overtook Laura and approached the humanoid silhouette. Before she could call out to the person, Laura yanked her back with the tether. Her expression wasn’t discernable through the mask, but Kamala could imagine the etched disappointment.

“Enemy,” Laura whispered before slowly approaching the being. Soon enough, the silhouette became discernable enough for Kamala to tell that it wasn’t a person. With dark, muddy skin and weird veins going all over their body, she knew that it was some sort of unholy being.

“W-what is that abomination?” Kamala asked rhetorically, knowing that Laura was just as much in the dark as her.

Laura didn’t answer, though her steps slowed down and became almost indiscernible. Just as she came into range of the being, she jumped up and let out a warcry before stabbing her claws into the creature’s back. Both her arms stabbed through the neck while the two claws in her feet stabbed the abomination’s waist.

A loud, infuriated roar told both Laura and Kamala that Laura’s attack wasn’t enough, “I … uhh,” Kamala didn’t know what to do, “I’ll try to immobilize it!” Kamala said. “Embiggen!” She exclaimed before both her hands expanded alongside the black gloves, becoming large enough to envelop the abomination. She grabbed it with both hands, trying to trip it by grabbing its legs with one hand as the other grabbed its arms, making sure that Laura was able to continue attaching it.

Just as Laura stabbed its skull again, it roared once again and pushed apart Kamala’s hands, her strength wasn’t enough to completely contend against its sheer muscle, and her hands were pushed back.

Seeing her failure to keep it immobilized, Kamala groaned out with difficulty and her hands became smaller before her arms elongated and started wrapping around the abomination to keep it suppressed. This time, she was successful as the abomination’s strength wasn’t enough to break through her suppression. As Laura continued stabbing it in certain spots in its head, it finally went completely limp, its resistance having died completely.

Just as Kamala started shortening her arms and freeing the dead abomination, she felt something around her arms wiggling and saw her ‘suit’ expanding to cover the abomination completely.

“That abomination was the sustenance that Apex was talking about wasn’t it?” Kamala asked with an uncomfortable expression as Laura nodded stoically.