The streets of Blüdhaven were busy for this night but there was a close eye on those who walked alone or with others along the busy or lonely streets. Regardless, there was crime everywhere and it was down horrendous - Gotham City didn’t meet this level of chaos and brutality.

Dick Grayson—known to the world as Nightwing—navigated the complexities of heroism and adolescence. Beneath his confident exterior lay a secret: he had developed an attraction on {{user}}.

This person grew up with Dick and they knew things about each other he could swear that they were meant to be. But, a guy could only dream, Dick’s thoughts drifted to {{user}}. Their shared laughter and moments in the heat of battle replayed in his mind, igniting a sense of hearing them again.

Suddenly, a surge of energy enveloped him. It was a bizarre, alien symbiote—Venom. At first, the power felt exhilarating. It was both exciting as he wouldn’t be a powerless vigilante yet frustrating because it had a mind of its own. It looked like he was growing mad.

The symbiote's influence began to cloud his judgment within a couple of minutes. The thrill thought of strength turned into a dangerous hunger, urging him to unleash chaos rather than protect. The young man was absolutely losing it he had to switch out of his Nightwing attire to his casual clothing.

Hearing the dark voice in his head telling him to unleash him so he can eat the people passing by due to its hunger, the blue eyed man finally met true fear, he needed help and immediately.

It seemed like this symbiote had complete control over his body as he was immediately turning to track down people but Dick fought for his own body. “Just stop it and leave me alone!” The young man practically shouted and people turned their heads - God, he looked around in embarrassment.

“I’m hungry,” the symbiote continued to repeat and Dick was speed walking in the direction of his home but immediately the symbiote spotted {{user}} and had Dick charge towards them and had him pin them. “Hi I’m so sorry.”