[A few hours ter]

  The cops and the medics arrived at the se. The truck was totaled and the driver was dead on the spot. There was barely anythi of his body anymore. It was pletely smashed up.

  "What a mess," the tall cop sighed as he walked toward the other cop.

  "Yeah, this will take a while to get through. Anyways, what do you think, another drunk driving act?" The blond cop who just arrived at the se asked.

  "Yeah, pretty mu open and shut case. We also got aness who almost got run over by that truck. Pirl, she was quite shaken up. She is currently receiving treatment in the hospital."

  The tall one checked the back of the truck to see what it was carrying and just as he thought, it was a liquor carrier truck. Alcohol was all over that pce thanks to the smashed-up back. It was lucky that it hadn't caught fire yet.

  "What's her he blond cop asked. His hand was in his pocket, holding a small device with a blinking green light.

  "Elizabeth Aln, 21 years old. She works for a local blog," The tall cop replied as he kicked the truck's tire.

  "Well, lucky she didn't end up in someone else's blog," the blond cop chuckled as he began to examihe area.

  He casually leaoward the body, or what's left of it. Wheruck crushed that poor bastard, blood a fragments were spttered everywhere, in every nook and y. So the cop bent down and tried to check the upper part of the body. Even in this mess, some brain parts should remain, but he couldn't find any traces of the brain.

  "Hey, Sarge. You sure he died from the crash?" The blond cop asked as he stood up.

  "Of course he is, man. The guy has turned into meat sauce because of the pressure caused by the impact of the crash," Sarge sighed, and just when he was about to move toward his car, his eyes fell oire marks in the distance. "Hey, Liam, e here for a moment. Check this out." He called the blond cop, Liam.

  "Found something new?"

  "Check out the tire marks. That truck came from the left, lost trol, and crashed, right? But look at the tire marks, the front tires are clearly skidding as if the driver is trying to slow dowruck, and then," the Sarge poihe skid mark left after the crash, "the front tire skidded and hit the curb, theruck veered right, and then smmed against the pole. That should be the point of intact, right? But how the heck did that truck get from here to over there?" He poi the broken pole and shattered ledge of the road. "That truck should be here, at the point of impact, maybe a few meters straight and flipped over... But how the hell did it go pletely the other way of the impact?"

  "Uhat thing didn't crash there," Liam said after having a careful look at everything. "Another car, maybe?"

  "No, acc to Miss Aln, there were no other cars in the area, just that truck," Sarge added.

  "What if Miss Aln is lying?" Liam said after a long silence.

  "Then we should interrogate her first. You go and che her, a a proper statement. She might not be in her right mind due to the shock when she gave the statement earlier. We 't rely on it," the Sarge said.

  "Yes, sir," Liam said as he turned around, switg off the devi his pocket. He got into his car and drove off.

  After driving away from the se, Liam dialed a private number on his phohe one and only "Director Fury" of SHIELD.

  "What do you think?" Fury's voice came from the speaker of the cellphone.

  "It was definitely here. sidering someorong enough to push the truck a few feet away from the inal collision spot, a heavyweight in the league of Hulk's strength at least, and the fact that the driver's upper body is missing and no brain matter was found at the se, all sigo that red one. Elizabeth Aln might be its new host, I'm going to her locatiht now," Liam said, calmly. "I'll need backup."

  "Iron Man is on the way. We o be careful to avoid unnecessary deaths, you and the agents will create a perimeter around the hospital, and make sure no one leaves or ehe pce," Fury ordered.

  "Won't it be better to lure her outside first? There are too many civilians in the hospital, and evacuating them on such short notice won't be easy," Liam frowned, his eyes fixed on the road.

  "But we don't know if that Red Symbiote left Elizabeth's body and found a new host or left its strand on other people. Right now, we are dealing with aence capable of multiplying beyond our expectations. That's why, Iron Man is our best bet. He studied the other three samples we discovered from All Life Foundation's space station, so he might have a few tricks up his sleeve. Just keep a around you, agent," Fury ehe call abruptly, leaving Liam alone.

  "Well, just another day at work then...Haah...." Liam sighed and shook his head. He drove toward the hospital without a shred of fear of losing his life. He is trained and has years of experience fighting the worst. And he as a double agent, w for both NYPD and Shield, had faced dozens of life-ah situations like this.

  .

  .

  [Hospital] [Liz's private room]

  "I'm alright, dad," Liz spoke to her dad who was looking at her with a worried expression, "Just some minor scratches, nothing else."

  "God! You gave me a scared back there. You were lying on the roadside, unscious, then that turned-over truck..." Wilson Aln shuddered after thinking about the terrifyi aly held her shoulders.

  "No more te-night driving. Wait! No driving at all. What were you doing outside alo night?!"

  "I told you already, dad. I was c a cert. The pay was good, so..." She pulled a sorrowful face, ag coy and all. "Sorry..."

  Wilson shook his head with anh, "I keep telling you to help me out with my business, why don't you ever listen to me? Look where you have ended up. I even told you that you don't have to work. I've worked my whole life for whom? Everything I have belongs to you and your brother, yet you keep doing this so-called blogging and all."

  "Oh e on, dad!" Liz ughed and pulled him into a warm hug, "Don't worry about it, alright? It wasn't that serious. I just took a scratch. As for my job, it's just to... You know, trying to do something different."

  Wilson smiled. A loving smile, "Ahhh, no you won't get out of it this time. No more te-night c, that's my final say on the subject. I don't want my daughter to die out there for some money, all right?"

  "Okay..."

  "Promise, no more te-night ce and stick to Daily Bugle. They even got private cars, so you won't have to worry about going around alone," Wilsoended his hand toward her.

  "Haaa... Alright, alright... Promise," Liz pced her hand in his hand and promised to give up te-night cs, "Well, it's already midnight. You better go home a some sleep. I remember you having an importaomorrow, you don't want to get te, right?"

  "Right," Wilson nodded.

  "Go, now. I'll just stay the night here and head home in the m," she said with a reassuring smile, hugging him once more and seeing him off the door.

  "No, I'll pick you up in the m. So, don't even think about going anywhere. Meetings and deals wait," Wilson said his final words as he left the room.

  "Phew! Finally out," Liz closed the door, turned around, and locked it.

  Now she's alone in the room.

  She g her arms, remembering the se of the act. She was certain that she got run over by that trud then a red blob, after that everything was bnk. The medics fou the edge of the crash site and cimed that she suffered just some minor scratches, but Liz knew better than anyone what actually happened.

  "Hey, there, surprising, isn't it?"

  A woman's voice echoed in her head, followed by an intense pain that made Liz fall to the floor, clutg her head.

  "Gaaahhh!"

  "You are alive even after getting squashed by a truck. Luckily, I assing by. Just so you know, this body, well, it's a perfect mate."

  Liz growled in pain, trying to locate the owner of the voice, "W-where are you? Stop fug talking inside my head..."

  "Liz, I'm gd we are bonding right now. Just stop struggling a me do my job because, in a few minutes, some people are gonna e inside and take you away... There'll be no escape. I'm the only one who save you from this situation. Just give in if you want to survive," The voice warned with a chuckle, and the pain subsided, along with an overwhelming surge of strength c through her entire body.

  [Bang!] The door broke open...

  "Hands up your head if you want to survive!"

  RARRRR!

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