The symbiote made it's way too Spiderman's home. What better place to gather it's strength and plot revenge.
Mary Jane slept peacefully in her bed unaware if the impending danger stalking her. The symbiote crept up the sides of the bed and flattened itself beneath the sheets. The symbiote had memories of Mary Jane's body. It had fed off feelings of desire and lust for her back when it first bonded with Peter. It took in her beauty, perhaps some of Peter's devotion still lived inside it's unknowable mind. It reached out and carefully caressed her. The warm silky embrace elicited a welcoming mumble from the sleeping beauty. It was ready to strike to leap out and ravage and force a bond on her but stopped short. Carefully it sliced away at the straps of her bra and panties. Mary Jane shivered from the chill but still not waking. The symbiote draped it's writhing mass around her groin and breasts before it transformed taking on the texture and color of her underwear. It massaged and warmed her body, and the two drifted into a peaceful sleep.
She barely had anytime to change. She had been so content in her warm bed that she was running late. It wasn't the best first impression for her audition being late, but her experience and skills still outshined her competition. At the end it was just her and some young but rookie model, she smiled smugly, she felt bad for the girl.
“Sorry MJ, but we're looking to go with a uh new face for this product line.”
Her stomach dropped, “oh, I thought I was nailing it today.” MJ tried to play it off.
“No, you're great as always. It’s the client , they just wanted someone.”
“Younger?” MJ snapped.
He sighed. “Yeah, she has no reputation. It gives the product a fresh slate to work with. You know how it is.”
“Of course.” she forced a smile and said her goodbyes.
She stopped in the bathroom on her way out. She carefully examined her face, she was objectively gorgeous. Perfect, as the agencies told her time and time again. She wasn't old, far from it. “I've been rejected before, why does it hurt more this time.” MJ moaned. “I know it's a short career for women but… no I'm just getting worked up over nothing.” She swallowed her feeling.she would be fine.
“Oh my God, Mary Jane Watson” a high pitched chipper voice brought her back to reality. “When I saw you walk in I thought I was done for.”
It was the woman she lost to. young, barely out of highschool, blonde, slender, the most sincere smile she'd seen in a long time in New York. “Oh, sorry I didn't get your name.”
“Sorry, I got so parasocial there for a moment. I'm Claire, I've loved your work for as long as I can remember.” Claire beamed.
“Oh thank you.” MJ blushed. She kicked herself why she was getting so self pitying earlier. “And congratulations on the job. Your first big one?”
“Yes, I'm so excited. So maybe this to forward but, id love it if you came out to celebrate with me and my friends tonight.”
“I don’t know if..”
“Right, sorry, last minute I know.” Claire interrupted. “But if you change your mind, here's my number.”
—-
The rest of the day was a similar swing in extreme emotions. The symbiote’s own response of MJ being dismissed super charging her own. The symbiote thought she was perfect, why was the world not giving her what she deserved.
Peter was out late again. He stopped by for a moment. “Really Peter you're leaving again?”
“Yeah, Black Cat’s waiting for me. I can't stay long.
“Really that blonde bimbo!” MJ exploded. “You know how I feel about her but you go out all night every night this week with her.”
“Hey, cool it MJ. She's a friend and we're not out there fooling around. We're hunting a deranged monster. I'm keeping the city safe, keeping you safe.”
“You going to keep me waiting all night Spidey.” A sultry purr interrupts the spat. Black Cat crawled into the window and sat just right to show off her deep v. “
“MJ.”
“Go.” Mary Jane was tired. She kissed his cheek and watched him swing away.
She sat on the bed and just wanted to sulk. She glanced at her phone. Why should she be stuck in.
The next few hours were a blur. She's out on the town with Claire and her friends. Celebrating the young model's new gig. The shots failed to distract MJ, the overly sweet alcohol only poured gasoline on her anger. They're leaving their 3rd bar he way to the next. It was a cold winter night. Claire was distracted and tipsy. The stairs were icy and slick. In that lighting and her figure blurred with alcohol MJ saw her the split image of that slut Black Cat A simple nudge then gravity does the rest. Claire screamed in pain at the bottom of the stairs, her leg shattered. Everyone was in panic Mary Jane backed away her hands over her mouth. “What did I?” Her mind raced. She looked around everyone rushed to help Claire, no one had saw her.
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