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New York city 

2022

no ones pov 

(F•N) was walking down the street of New York. Today was going to be different than most days.

*This is Jeffords speaking,do you copy?*

"I hear you Terry,loud and clear." She said into her earpiece.

Today was the operation to bring down Venom's campaign for terror. She was walking towards the warehouse where this whole mess started.

She saw the two males from before and walked up to them. "Hello! Gentlemen!" She said.

They quickly reacted and pulled up their guns. 

"Whoah! Relax! I just wanna speak to to Venom." (F•N) explained.

One male lowered his weapon. "What's your business with him?" He said.

"I'm turning myself in. I'm the "fat cop" he's been looking for." (F•N) said.

*Good job (F•N)!* Terry said from her earpiece.

Terry and Gina along with Captain Holt,where stationed at the 9-9,breakroom to guide (F•N) and the others throughout this operation.

"Come with us." One of the males harshly grabbed (F•N)'s arm and basically dragged her inside.

She had become immune to the stench of the warehouse. The "worker's" kept giving her dirty looks.

The males and (F•N) stopped at a door,the left male knocked on the door. "Sir! We have someone for you." He said.

The door opened and there he was in a all black attire,with his mask.

"Well,well,well! You finally came! Come in!" Venom said opening the doorway.

(F•N) walked inside the room and closed the door behind her. The room was medium sized with a large monitor with different systems and a map of the whole world.

"What are you doing here? I've been feeling like you weren't gonna come." Venom said.

"I'm turning myself in! The NYPD has done nothing to me." (F•N) acted out.

"Really? So what does that have to do with me?" Venom said.

"At first I was working on your missing person case along with your friends and family who miss you dearly–"

"I'm not missing,I'm just busy right now. Besides why do they miss me?" Venom said.

"Because they know who you are. Oliver." (F•N) said calmly.

Oliver turned around quickly with a death glare at (F•N). "DON'T CALL ME THAT!" He said.

"That's who you are! Oilver Abbot,Seventeen,Junior of Springfield high. Not Venom." (F•N) said close to him.

"You have! One. More. Chance! Tell me why you're here!" Oliver said pointing a knife toward (F•N)'s neck.

"I told you." She pushed aside the knife. "I wanna work for you."

"Why should YOU work for me?" He said.

"Because...i'm done with NYPD." (F•N) said calmly.

(F•N) kept glancing at the monitor so she could change the subject. Oliver quickly noticed.

"Why do you keep looking over there?" He said nervous.

"I wanna see what you've been cooped up with." (F•N) said.

Oliver put away his knife and walked over the monitor. (F•N) stayed back watching him carefully.

She was wired with a small camera and microphone,so she could capture everything together.

"This monitor captures all operations of the Phantasm clan. Theres a hidden clan everywhere. Green means active,yellow means not so active and red means means that's it's dead. Each operation has it leader. I am the current leader of the Venom violets." Oliver explained to (F•N) as he examined other stuff.

"You really put a lot of work into this." (F•N) said.

"Yup and I would die to see it disappear into nothingness. Would you pass that briefcase behind you?"

(F•N) turned around and picked up the briefcase,it was slightly heavy. Something important was in here.

"Was this a group project or a lone wolf project?" (F•N) said leaning against the wall.

*(F•N)! Keep stalling him,we just half of the swat team coming in.* Terry said

"Lone wolf,I hired half of these blokes because they just need "shelter" or "something to feel better" I did everything myself." He said.

"Why?" (F•N) asked.

Oliver was silent,he was getting nervous. Was he really gonna open up to this Ex-Cop? Something was fishy about this.

"No...one would help me back. It's hard when nobody can understand you to help you. It makes you feel left out and lost." Oliver said sadly with his voice cracking.

"I know,Oilver. I know." (F•N) said.

"How would you know?!" Oilver snapped at (F•N).

"Because I worked on your case! and your mother told me! She cares about you! Shes your mom!" (F•N) said laughing.

"She NEVER UNDERSTOOD me!" Oilver said getting up from his seat.

"Well maybe if you talked to her more instead of writing in a diary–"

"SHE GAVE YOU THE DIARY?!" Oilver said surprised.

"Yes?" (F•N) said.

Oilver face turned slightly red,he was clearly embarrassed. "You didn't read too much right?" He said shyly.

"No? Oilver Abbot what are you hiding?" (F•N) said.

"N-Nothing! You're the one whose hiding something! I know what's happening. You just getting whatever little information you can get. Then use it against me!" Oliver said gripping onto the briefcase.

(F•N) started to walk carefully toward him. "I'm trying to help you! What ever is happening to you its messing with you mentally! Oilver..."

Oilver started to back up. "No!"

"Please!" (F•N) said pleading with him.

Oliver refused to listen like a child.

"Let me move in–"

Suddenly yelling was outside of the door and glass was shattering. Heavy food stepped could be heard around them.

"TERRY WHAT THE HECK?! I DIDN'T WANT THEM TO MOVE IN NOW! I WAS TALKING TO OILVER!" (F•N) said in a panic into her ear piece.

*I panicked!* Terry said.

(F•N) looked up to a betrayed faced Oliver. "You lied..You just want me to rot in jail!" Oilver busted out of the room.

(F•N) ran behind him. Oilver dogged all the swat team and ran out onto the streets.

"Jake,Amy,Rosa and Boyle! Hes running south of the warehouse. I repeat south of the warehouse!" (F•N) said into her earpiece.

A van pulled next to her and the door swung open. Boyle stuck his hand out for (F•N).

(F•N) grabbed his hand and got yanked inside, the door closed. Rosa was frantically driving the van with Jake in the front seat while Amy and Boyle stayed in the back.

"What happened in there? Are you okay?!" Amy asked worried.

"I'm fine. I used the trigger word accidentally and then he just ran away. Hes running south of us,but I don't know where that leads to!"

"The train station." Rosa said.

(F•N)'s head struck upward towards Rosa. "What?" She said confused.

"The train station is south of us. We need to get there. Fast!" Jake said.

"Most likely he gonna hijack a train and get some hostages! Rosa! Step on the gas!" (F•N) said urgently.

"On it!" Rosa said slamming on the accelerator.

Rosa swerved throughout traffic and making sure to keep everyone safe. Jake noticed that the train station was up ahead.

"Give us a visual on Venom!" Jake instructed (F•N).

"Shorter than me,tanned skin, all black clothing and dark brown hair. He has a briefcase has something inside of it." (F•N) said.

The van halted and everyone exited out,armed and ready. Boyle told everyone to clear the area and stay back. (F•N),Rosa and Jake along with Amy entered the train station searching for Oliver.

*This is Captain holt speaking. How are you guys? give us some progress. Terry couldn't handle the silence and went for a breather* Holt said.

"I'm at the train station searching for him but its negative. We can't find him anywhere." (F•N) said tired.

"Dont worry (F•N),we'll find that bastard." Rosa said.

Boyle came down to where the rest were. "Hey,I just told the station to cancel all trains and bring them back for inspection." He said.

"Captain Holt,I'll have be on hold for a while. See if you could get some interventions started and jot down some information.* (F•N) instructed.

A empty train pulled up to the gang and opened it doors. They all entered the train with caution and weapons ready.

"NYPD!" (F•N) yelled walking throughout the empty train.

"There's nothing here,we should just leave." Amy said.

(F•N) sighed regretfully and walked towards the train door,but then they slammed closed and the lights flickered.

The train started to start on it's own and began to move. The gang huddled together as they heard Oliver's psychotic laughter.

"Its a trap...and we fell into it." (F•N) said getting anxious.

"YOU NYP-PIGS! Fell into my trap. This train will soon derail and demolish you all. Goodbye~!" Oilver said.

The train jolted and picked up speed quickly. The gang tried to pry open the doors. They were jammed.

"I'll go up to the conductor seats and do something!" (F•N) said running to the train panel.

(F•N) grabbed to one of the handlebars and tried to steer the train,but no reaction happened.

*WHAT'S GOING ON IN THERE?! ARE YOU OKAY?* Terry said panicky.

"We got trapped in a hotwired train! and I dont know how to stop it." (F•N) said,searching for answer.

*You guys need to get out of there! try breaking the windows* Terry said panicking.

"Try breaking the windows!" (F•N) said.

Boyle tried to break the windows and they shattered. "(F•N),if we jump out of the train,we'll become dust!" He said.

Rosa shot the front window of the train and glass blew out. "We jumped out of there,onto the second railing." she said.

"The second rail?! There's two?!" Amy said.

(F•N) backed up from the panelling,and looked out of the broken train window. Time was running out and she had to make a choice.

She climbed on top of the panelling and crawled out of the window. The gang watched in a confused horror.

"I'm gonna jump! Follow me okay?!" (F•N) yelled out to them.

She carefully moved around the train trying to time her jump. She closed her eyes and felt her body skid against the cold railing harshly. She could hear someone scream out her name but the ringing in her ears couldn't make out the voice.

(F•N) tried to get up but a sharp pain went through her body. She dragged herself throughout the empty dark railroad.

*(F•N)? Come in (F•N)! Do you copy?! Jake just told me that you jumped off!* Terry said worried.

(F•N) weakly picked up her earpiece. Her lips quivered trying to get a sentence out. "Im– fine,just...had a– rough landing...I don't know where the rest are..." (F•N) said picking herself up.

*You sound hurt! Should we stop this operation?* Terry said scared.

"I'm not done till I SAY I'm done." (F•N) said walking down the railroad.

She could hear some voices in the distance,she started to pick up the pace.

"There she is! (F•N)!" Boyle said running up to her.

"Are you guys hurt as well?" (F•N) said as the gang checked her out.

"Yeah,just a couple of cuts and bruises. You wanna call EMS?" Amy said.

"Not yet,did you have any attempts stopping the train?" (F•N) said walking down the railroad to the station entrance.

Jake was about to say something when they heard a distant explosion.

"Nope. Let's head back to the 9-9 and think of a new plan." Jake said.

The gang agreed and walked back to the 9-9 exhausted.

Oilver was out there somewhere and god knows what he's doing. 

News stations were quick on this ongoing investigation,and was blasting it everywhere. The gang tried to avoid flashing cameras and microphones as much as they can but swiftly made it back into the police station.

Of course the room went silent including Deputy Owen's and Benjamin. They entered the elevator and went up to the fourth floor.

The elevator opened on the fourth floor and they stepped out and into the office. Terry and Captain Holt came running out towards them.

"You guys look terrible. You want me to call EMS?" Terry asked.

"No,not yet. We came back for a new ideas,this operation is still happening." (F•N) said walking away and sitting down.

"Why are you so determined to get Venom?" Holt said.

"Oilver. And he needs help,we need to be the good guy's and help him. He was scared straight! It's like he's brainwashed by someone or something!" (F•N) said.

"I'll call in EMS anyway,you guys sit and take a break!" Terry said.

(F•N) slouched back in her seat,her body was going throughout so much adrenaline she couldn't feel pain. She had a small feeling that Oilver was back at the warehouse planning something...

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The empty warehouse 

Oilver peeped his head out a alleyway,he could see the warehouse had been taped off by the police. He had on a different outfit and still had that briefcase.

He walked quickly over the warehouse and immediately ran towards the monitor room. He turned on the monitor and quickly went over his operation waypoint.

A small pop up window showed up and he quickly changed  the color to yellow,then closing the window.

He sat in his chair about to have a meltdown. He opened the brief case which had instructions on what would happen if the operation failed.

Another pop up window appeared. Somebody was calling him and it was urgent.

Oilver went over the monitor ready for a verbal assault.

"H–Hello.." Oliver said nervously.

"WHY IS IT THAT EVERY NEWS STATION IS TALKING ABOUT HOW YOUR WAREHOUSE GOT RAIDED BY THE DAMN NYPD?!" Said the person on the other side.

"Listen Rio–I mean Ghost... It wasn't my fault I got trapped! And I had to hid out far away. What else do you want from me to do?" Oilver said.

Ghost leaned closer to the screen. "You know what to do." They said.

Ghost was Oliver's mentor when he first met them. At first Oilver thought Ghost was a male. Ghost quickly shot that idea down. Rio was there real name that they'd been using for a while.

"My hard work! Ghost what would happen then?" Oilver said.

"Figure out something. Don't forfeit anything." They said before disconnecting the call.

Oilver sat back in his chair in disbelief,he went back to the briefcase and pulled out the capsule. It was a colorless substance that was highly flammable.

Oilver could feel this world crumbling but felt lost and scared.

He sighed regretfully and opened the capsule and went to work.

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9-9 precinct.

EMS treated the gang a while ago. Now they sat back thinking of plan.

"Most likely he's back at the warehouse doing whatever he's doing." Jake suggested.

"Why would he go back to the warehouse? It has to be practically empty!" Terry said.

"No,he's right. In most movies and shows,the bad guy would go back to dungeon,lair or something related and would try to make some last efforts to save it." (F•N) said.

"So,what your saying is we go back there?" Amy said.

(F•N) shook her head. "Yup and we need to do it quick. Terry you're coming with us." 

A smirk went across his face. "Terry likes action!" He quickly walked off to get suited up.

"When he comes out,all of us head over there." (F•N) said.

"Look at you taking over the situation." Holt said proudly.

"I'm just doing what I love."

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The standoff.

This was (F•N)'s final chance to change and eventually help Oilver and save New York.

The gang arrived back the warehouse with other cop cars and EMS just in case.

Upon arrival you could smell a faint alcoholic substance. That wasn't a great sign.

(F•N) turned back to gang. "You guys stay put,I'll go in and try to lure him out." She commanded them.

They all agreed and (F•N) walked towards the entrance of the warehouse. She pulled out her weapon and called out for Oilver. While she was walking she was stepping into this transparent liquid that required her flashlight to see it.

"Oilver! It's me (F•N)! I wanna talk buddy!" She announced.

She went up to the second floor and tried to find him. She found the door for the monitor room and placed her ear against the door.

Faint crying....that's what she was hearing... faint crying. (F•N) opened the door to see Oilver crying with face into the monitor panelling.

He turned around to see (F•N) standing there. "A-AHH! What are you doing here?!" He said scared.

"I want to help you,I don't wanna see you rot in jail." (F•N) said consoling him.

Oilver scoffed.

"I'm not the bad guy and neither are you! Oilver I can help you! Trust me!"

Oilver stood up quickly and turned to (F•N) puffy eyes. "OH YEAH?! THEN WHAT?! What are the judges going think of me?! What are my friends and family gonna think of me?! I messed up!" He said.

"No you–"

Oilver quickly struck a match and held it above the ground. "YES I DID! It's just best if you leave because this place with blow up in flames..." He said.

"We don't have to end like this. Just put down the match and we can talk.." (F•N) said scared of his next actions.

"Okay." Oilver shrugged and dropped the match.

Before (F•N) could speak the room blew up in flames stunning both Oilver and (F•N). Everyone outside was witnessed this horror.

When (F•N) woke up the room was smokey she couldn't see a single thing. She quickly got up and left the room only to find out that the warehouse was in flames.

"Oilver! *cough* O-ILVER!" (F•N) screamed out for him.

She blindly walked throughout the smoke covering her mouth and nose with her hands.

Meanwhile outside The fire station was called onto the scene.

"I can't get ahold of her! What if she's dead?!" Amy said.

"Oh lord I hope she isn't..." Terry said worriedly.

(F•N) was starting to stumble around the place trying to find Oilver and then she did.

(F•N)'s legs gave out. She saw his figure inches away from him. (F•N) started to crawl towards him.

"Oilver...you–...you dont have to do this...Oilver~" (F•N)'s voice was giving out and she was visibly exhausted.

She laid at his legs and heard a gun draw back. 

"Its not late to save yourself...I can help you continue your life. See you graduating with your friends who miss you dearly...I'm not–the...bad...guy–"

(F•N) completely passed out. Oilver retreated his gun back. It felt like something from the inside of him was trying to break free.

The feeling got stronger and stronger until...he picked her up.

"HEY! OILVER!" 

Oilver turned around facing the entrance. Jake was calling out to him.

"Give me your hand! And (F•N)'s!" Jake yelled out.

Oilver pushed (F•N)'s body out of the flames. He then hesitantly grabbed Jake's hand then he was suddenly pulled out of the flames.

 "Someone treat them both now!" Terry said.

EMS quickly picked up Oilver and placed him on the back of the ambulance and drove off with police cars behind them.

The gang huddle around (F•N). Her pulse was still flowing but it was weak. Her breathing was raspy and weak as