"WHAT JUST HAPPENED!" I screamed from the air.

Seriously what in the hell just happened, one moment I was getting ready to go to sleep and the next thing I know I was in the middle of a busy-looking street! Not just that, I was about to be hit by a trolley before I LITERARY LEAPED INTO THE AIR TO AVOID IT!

Look I’m the most athletic man but I’m no slouch either, but I know for a fact what just happened wasn't possible in my shape. But besides the magical Sonic spring bounce how did I even get here in the first place?!

How did I get from my home in Texas to a place that looks like New York?!

HOW IS THAT POSSIBLE!

There is no logic in this!

But what if God sent me here? No, that wouldn't make sense I mean why on his good green earth teleport a 20-year-old from his home into the middle of New York city!

What a minute what's with these people?

Are they...

"RUN FOR YOUR LIFE!"

...Anthro ponies?

"SOMEONE HELP, MONSTER!"

I backed away from the screaming anthro ponies as they ran from me in fear before I looked around the city to see it wasn't Manhattan but Manehatten?! More questions buzzed around in my mind as I held both sides of my head in confusion.

Then I heard a whistle followed by heavy footsteps coming my way.

"Hey, we need to move,"

"What the-"

Looking all around me I saw no one but regardless the voice came again as if someone was talking in my head.

"Look buddy if we don't move right now the boys in blue are going to make things a lot worse than they are right now! SO MOVE YOUR ASS OR I'LL MOVE IT FOR YOU!"

Had I finally lost my sanity or was this... you know what fuck it! I did what the voice said and ran into an ally way before turning around to look down the ally ways halls. I kept on running and running and running until I got a good distance from where I was. Strangely enough, I wasn't tired, I mean I had run a good distance and my lungs weren't burning. Adrenaline maybe?

"What? NO!"

"Huh?"

"The reason why your lungs aren’t burning is because of me!"

"How, your just a voice in my head,"

"WOW, your first idea of what I am is a voice inside your head?! Jesus I swear I was better off alone,"

"Osborn? Wait a minute are you...no you can't be,"

"No no, keep going, use your brain big guy don’t let me stop you,"

"But you can't be that's not possible,"

"Look pal both of us somehow ended up here with for no logical reason and your thinking that I'm not possible? DUDE, THERE ARE HUMAN LOOKING PONIES FOR GOD'S SAKE!"

"Wait so you’re saying you’re a symbiote?"

I looked down at my body to see there was nothing different about the clothing I wore, just the same sleepwear that I use to go to bed normally. No black, red, or any colored goo in sight.

"RING-A-DING-DONG! Correct! You’re a smart one I'll give you that much,"

I placed a hand on the wall, still confused about what was going on and why.

"But who are you? Venom? Toxin? Sleeper?"

"Weeeell how about we talk? Face to face,"

Before I could say something popped out of my arm:

"Now my fleshy friend can you name that symbiote?" Carnage smiled with its dozens of black needle-like fangs in a mocking fashion, however, the smile wasn't threatening.

"Your c-carnage,"

"Yep that's my name...will this be a problem," This time the splotches narrowing into a threatening matter.

"No, it’s just...never mind,"

Carnage then turned away from me to stare down the ally way.

"Good, since you’re the only human around, and I really don't want to bond with any of those weird-ass horse people, you and me are stuck together," Carnage said to me in a low tone before turning back around. "So since you know my name how about you tell me yours?"

Sighing, I looked at the symbiote with a look that said 'really'.

"You can read my mind, why should I tell you?"

"If we’re going to be bonded together, WE need to trust one another otherwise we’re better off dead," I sighed before nodding.

"Alright my name is Jack-" I said before being cut off by Carnage growing a tendril and placing it against my lips as it shushed me.

"Just need to know your first name buddy, last names are always confusing as hell so I'm just going to call you Jack...honestly I never understood you humans and your last names," Carnage finished as he lowered the tendril allowing me to talk if I wanted.

"Alright,"

"Alright then," Echoed carnage.

"So what now?" I asked.

I could feel Carnage give a twisted grin as it spoke.

"How about we raise some hell? Kill a few of these ponies, might be fun!" Carnage smiled.

I froze before realizing this was the carnage, of course, he....actually I don't know what gender carnage is.

"I'm a girl you asshole," Right h… Oh yeah, she can read my mind, also since when was carnage a girl?

"SINCE I WAS BORN!"

"Please stop reading my mind," I said as Carnage turned to me.

"Well I can't help it if your mind is so loud...Now let’s kill something,"

...

"No...."

"What?" Carnage said as she turned to me with a look that just screamed 'what the fuck did you just say?'

I held out my hand in defense.

"Carnage look right now the blue boys are probably looking for us and we don't want things to get worse than they already are," Carnage's look vanished before nodding.

"Fair point but those that fight back will make it so much more fun! HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!" Carnage laughed as I narrowed my eyes, time I say something I always want to say to carnage.

"Is that Cletus or Carnage," this caused carnage to stop laughing.

"What?"

"Again: Is that Cletus the psycho murder or Carnage the symbiote who is just a tool to Cletus," Carnage back away slightly before speaking.

"The fuck are you saying,"

"Carnage look have you ever had an original thought that wasn't something from Cletus personalty?" I asked causing the red alien to open its mouth before closing it.

"I..."

"HEY OVER HERE I THINK I SEE SOMETHING!"

FUCK they must have something tracking us.

"Carnage," The symbiote turned to where the cops were before to me.

"Let me drive,"

"WHAT! No, don't kill them!" I told carnage.

"I...we won’t just let me take the wheel," I looked at carnage than to the feds before turning back to carnage.

"Alright,"

With that carnage began to 'melt' away and began to cover my body.

Author's Note

Sorry about the ruff start about this guys this story has been on my shelf for almost a year and I've been needing to do something with it. Also this is a story where carnage isn't a psycho that is the host Cletus so don't say CARNAGE IS A FUCKING MURDER how can he be a hero. Again it was the host not the symbiote.