Prologue
You've heard of them, haven't you, the symbiote species?
They are said to have existed since the universe was created: that they were born out of darkness, as well as the vast majority of them want to feel useful to someone, not to be rejected. Many of these species were dispersed to all corners of the universe, being used for different purposes. It was they who absorbed the traits of their bearers or corrupted them by their malicious nature. Some believe that they fell to Earth in medieval times due to the many evidences of people worshipping the one who created them. Darkness so strong that anyone who carried a symbiote was able to sense it.
At first, the possibility of their existence did not sound credible. Even after the world began to see and understand that we were not alone in this universe. That they were just mere beliefs of satanic sects of the time... But in the end, they turned out to be true evidence.
How do I know? I was exposed to one. I saw the eyes of one of the fragments of that darkness they emanate.
These same beings had every intention of conquering our world, yet the symbiote I bonded with ended up understanding the thoughts of the small human I was at eleven years old. It seems that he changed his mind and preferred to help me survive in the Life Foundation. He protected, what in his words, our light.
What was at first a curse became a salvation.
And when we managed to get rid of those people and a good period of freedom... We lost our light. The darkness finished swallowing what was left of our lives. And that darkness was the same darkness that created the symbiotes. The only one who, in the seven years I've been at his side, has never denied us the freedom we so longed for.
The one that the Avengers themselves were unable to give us completely.
We were the victims...
We are survivors...
And for a time, we were...
The Avenger symbiote.
- From you, 15 years in the future.
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A03: https://archiveofourown.org/works/51598678/chapters/130422466