Symbiote Boyfriend: Spite 5 (special preview)

“Timid, seriously, come back.” Harlan’s tone is dark and serious.

Timid slowly slips off the desk and Harlan moves them to stand in front of me. Timid then takes hold of my hand.

“I take it you want to know where to find Rabid.” Harlan steps closer to the desk. “I’m afraid none of us know his location, not since the last time he attacked. From what I understand, he’s looking for you too.”

“Good,” she giggles. “I want him to find me. Let him! Because when he does we are going to pay him back for everything.”

Harlan takes in a steadying breath. “I see, so you’re going to use us to lure him out.”

“You understand don’t you?” Beast’s tongue darts over her eye. “You’re the same as me, been treated even worse by him.”

Harlan looks at me. “Yes, but I certainly wouldn’t hurt anyone to reach my goals.”

Beast smacks her mouth. “Find Rabid and I won’t kill anyone.”

Harlan scowls. “I wouldn’t put it passed you.”

“Then make your choice, because what I do from here on out will all be your decision.” She sits down in the chair before his desk. “I won’t wait long.”

Spite sniffs. “I smell something.”

Beast seems to smell something as well, since she lifts her head and goes stiff in the chair. It’s too late though as she’s grabbed from behind and tossed into the wall. Winston appears, shifting from invisible into the light for a brief second before disappearing again. He grabs Beast, forcing her to the ground them slamming her against the ceiling.

Harlan rushes, pressing a button on his computer which triggers an alarm. “Run!” The warnings sirens blare loudly and doors begin to automatically shut. We run, leaving his office, but Beast gives chase, only halted when Winston catches up with her.

“Stop!” Beast roars. 

“Here!” I pass Spite off to Harlan. “Take care of him.” Timid takes hold of my hand. “Make sure you get him out of here and safe! I’ll help Winston.”

“Max, let me do this,” Harlan tries to argue.

I shake my head as Timid starts to wrap around me. “I’ve been trained to do this. I’m stronger. Please, keep him safe!” Timid engulfs me and I am surprised at how different he feels than Spite. Where as Spite feels like comfort and home, like the perfect comfortable outfit, Timid is like wearing rain boots with no socks. Strange, liveable, but not for you. 

Beast shoots Winston across the hallway, slamming him to the wall before she comes charging at us. 

Timid lashes out, creating a blade from our forearm. Beast strieks against it and her tail whips towards out face. I block it, grabbing the tip of it and holdig it shut. As we’re struggling with her, Winston comes from the ceiling and drops down on her. 

AS the building seals and the alarms blare, the lights shut off, and then it starts to get horribly cold. 

“Yu ok?” Timid squeaks to me.

“You’re the one who hates cold, I’ll be fine.” I pant. 

Beast screams, charging at us again. We manage to keep her at bay, but our body starts to weaken. Timid begins to slide away from me. My face is exposed, and soon, all Timid is on me is the blade on my arm. 

White clouds puff from my mouth as Beast is merely an arm and tail on Siti. Winston hits the back of her head and she crumbles to the ground.