Before this chapter starts, I want to say three things. Please read this. It won't be much.
First and foremost. The reason behind his choice of being the lizard. There are a lot of things that he was thinking that I didn't bring to the forefront as dialogue, but they're there, and they helped him decide. and he's not a super genius of marvel, able to make a super soldier serum during WW2. So the best bet would be to become one. Sure, there are better ones than the Lizard but that's the only choice available to him. Other than electro I think. But electro doesn't exist yet. So yeah. That's the first bit.
Secondly, I messed up a bit. Do any of you remember the being that sent Isiah the System Message? Yeah… Kelly Gong-Ja wasn't the name I was going for. I meant Kelly Jihan. Both are Korean last names, but they both represent two very different things… Well, that's all.
And third, I don't like this chapter all that much. But I decided to post it regardless, I procrastinated long enough…
Also unrelated to this story. I have SOOO many unwritten stories. And I have to re-write R:TIHMA a bit since I kind of messed up and rushed the childhood since I thought it would be bad to read. But I missed out on some good plot points. So I have to go back and do that. And write an emotional chapter without cringing… Ugh. The things I do for practice.
Also, fair warning. This chapter is about Isiah fighting his mental. Enjoy the forced character deve- ahem, the chapter.
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(First Person P.O.V)
I clicked on the option {Lizardized Curtis Conners} quickly to prevent myself from formulating any thoughts of doubt. I needed this. I know I'm not smart, especially not alchemically or biologically smart. I barely understand my own anatomy. So making a serum to ensure my short-term survival isn't plausible. Kelly told me I would have to work for my stuff. Which means I'm probably not getting Tom's hidden home. And I'll be Dr. Curt Conner's. So I can't really hide… And the Lizard is crazy op. At least in the comics… And he almost killed spiderman in the sewers in the movie. An inexperienced spider-man, sure. But a body is a body.
Suddenly, yet another system screen appeared. But I wasn't all that surprised, I instead felt dread at more options. I'm definitely not making a choice-making game any time soon.
[Thank you for your participation and acceptance User Isiah. I thank you in advance for this fun that I will soon witness. Take care, have fun… And enjoy losing an arm along with your genitalia
-Signed Kelly Jihan]
"FUCK! I forgoooooot! That's the entire reason he made the serum!" I said in realization.
"Fuck… If I forgot that, just how many other things have I forgotten? It has been a few years since I last watched The Amazing Spider-Man… Shit."
[Commencing Transmigration. Please keep all parts of your soul near your body at all times. Avoid contact with complex organisms for the next ten seconds.]
Well, if that isn't ominous…
[Nine…]
Don't do this man I-
[Eight…]
Hate countdowns…
[Seven…]
Motherfucker.
[Six…]
Good thing I-
[Five…]
Live alone.
[Four…]
Three.
[Three…]
Two.
[Two…]
Aaand one.
[One… Some users may experience spacio-displacement sickness in their souls. One such symptom of this is a lack of vision, mismatching of colors, lethargy, a lack of libido, death, and more.]
Don't just slide death in there like you're talking about the weather!
Unfortunately, I didn't have much time before I started seeing the taste of bananas and hearing the feeling of a wet towel. I wish I understood how. I also felt the presence of a viscous being in my head, a whisper of sorts, along with a kind, wise presence, seemingly hugging my mind.
But I was freaking out over feeling a fucking wet towel in my ear canal through vibrations!
"Oouuguh." I said as elegant as a down syndrome caveman. Seeing the taste of dirty bee honey isn't very easy on the eyes. Nor is hearing the smell of a honey badger's anus easy on your ears. Or your sanity. I don't even know what that smells like man. This wasn't mentioned in the warning thing!
After a few minutes, my senses calmed down, and the colors aligned. As well as my mental. Which would normally be good. But in this case, it wasn't. Three completely different mindsets rested in my head. All fighting for control. The kind old Conners. And savage, heartless, and ambitious lizard. And then the weird Isiah. That's me, right? I'm starting to forget.
I want to say that I'm Isiah… But the presence of sixty years as Curtis is too much. And the few hours as the lizard is powerful and domineering. All are equally matched against each other. But Isiah immediately won when my skin began to turn green and my hearing returned. Isiah immediately noticed something.
(It's still in first person P.O.V)
"My dick is gone."
Yep… Rest in peace lil' bro, you'll be missed. o7
Well, I have scales now. And I'm incredibly strong. And thin… Ooh, I like this tail. I look nothing like The Lizard in the movies. I look more like the comic version.
Not good. I hope I'm the only comic element.
Suddenly, a very raspy, terror-inducing voice struck my ears and mind.
"Don't fight me Conners. We're stronger now. Smarter. Better. WE are better. Can't you see it Conners? We're proof of evolution. Our previous human shell was nothing. Trying to distract me with the sound of the feeling of a wet towel won't work! Now. Go to sleep. Everything will be better with me in charge." The Lizard monologued.
My… Mouth moved. And it talked. I didn't want to say that… Oh yeah. The Lizard. I just looked at my body. I just kind of assumed I'd be in control I guess. Fuck. This was a bad play. I was supposed to make games, not be a mass murderer. Where's my plot armor?
Nothing I can do I guess. I guess I'll wait for Peter to cure me. But, I have to fight his control and save Spiderman. But not now, I can't let him get used to my struggles. Let him get complacent I guess.
Wow, I'm looking at this apathetically and objectively. Is this The Lizard's influence? Hmm. I like it.
But now? It's time to kill these lessers… What the fuck? No no. This can't be happening. Damn, am I seriously going to let a fucking lizard control me?
I can't let him.
I can't let them continue to be weak little humans!
AAARGH! I made a dire mistake. I should've just been the clone. Can I separate myself from these two? This is too much. I'm constantly switching thought processes. From the intellectual Curtis to The Lizard and then Isi- myself. I am Isiah. Fuck. I barely even recognize myself.
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P.O.V: Narrator
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While Isiah was dealing with his mental. The lizard continued to advance unimpeded. He continued to observe the lizards and watched the humans with blatant disgust. Sometimes even eating them. Leading to Isiah ruthlessly commenting that brains do actually taste similar to chocolate. Not the cocoa part of chocolate, but it was reminiscent of it.
Isiah struggled to be himself for a while. Contemplating on giving up, before ultimately just kind of meditating before deciding to be the best of all worlds. He WAS in marvel. Potentially a comic/cinematic mix match. So that's NOT good.
And so he realized that he wouldn't last very long if he looked at everything the wrong way. Electro, Rhino, Green Goblin. These are the only villains he remembered showing up in the two movies of Andrew Garfield. But he knew more were coming. Hell, the brick wall gag villain obviously existed, so who's to say others like Kingpin, Dracula or venom doesn't? Tobey had venom and it, venom went to Tom's Spider-man world and potentially had a child, so who's to say fate would fuck him over and make it latch on his Peter Parker just to fold him?
He had to give them a reason to not. He realized that much at least. And so he had to weaken the Lizard. Not in strength. No no. That would be foolish. No, he had to give it weaknesses. He contemplated on it earlier. But now, with the mind of Curtis Conners, he realized that it wasn't so far out of reach. Now outright making his goo explosive would only give The Lizard a weapon. And he didn't have the necessary chemicals for that. But he could make his skin and scales carbon dioxide intolerant. Maybe even going as far as causing severe itching when in contact with high amounts of CO2.
He became a mic match of the three beings in his mind. The knowledge, logic, and personality of Isiah. The ruthlessness and ambitions of the Lizard. The intelligence of Conners. Along with much more. But not just the positives. But also the negatives. Like the indecisiveness of Isiah. Or the disgust of lessers from The Lizard. And the tunnel vision of Curtis.
That isn't all of it, but it's the most pressing. He found himself disliking humans more and more, including himself and Conners. Even though he held respect for his intelligence.
And that's not to sleep on the intelligence of The lizard. He's definitely smarter than Curtis. But that's mostly because he has a better brain. His thinking process has less to do with his intelligence than his superior brain. Unlike Curtis. Sure, his brain has a better IQ than Isiah's old brain, so inevitably, Dr. Conners would be smarter.
But it's not just that. It's the manner in which he looks at problems and how he goes about solving them that makes him smart. The Lizard has that as well, which is obvious by how he figured out who Spiderman was and how he found his school through the sewers.
But back on topic. Isiah found himself looking at this problem better. And he found a better way of implementing these weaknesses. He had to make them obvious. Otherwise, Peter would only find his carbon dioxide intolerance when he was forced to use the fire hydrant. And that if that even happens, so he had to make a visual change to indicate it.
But enough on that, let's look at what was going on in Isiah's head.
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P.O.V: First Person
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Time passes quickly when you're having a mental breakdown. I gazed at the world through eyes that were both mine and not mine. New York's night had a special beauty. But The Lizard seemed to find its sewers more beautiful than its skyscrapers.
I watched my hands kill, and my mouth eat. And I have to give credit where it's due. Brains do indeed taste similar to a certain little tang in chocolate. I wonder if I can get venom… Venom with the Lizard. Sounds pretty badass, better than the Green Goblin with carnage. Who would win is the question. Better yet. The Lizard with Toxin, Spiderman with Venom, and The Green Goblin with carnage In a free for all last man standing? Who's coming out on top?
(Im proof reading the rest later. Give me a few hours. Beware the unproof read paragraphs below, fucking 298 writing issues found by grammarly. I am so done today.)
I feel like if Peter doesn't hold back and instantly takes out the green goblin he'd stand a chance. But if he goes for me we both die. I think the green goblin in the amazing Spider-Man (TASM) is stronger than The Lizard in TASM… But I'm not entirely sure. And carnage is crazy strong and just crazy. And I don't even know much about toxin. Just that he uses weapons… Ok. This boredom is killing me. I regret choosing the be the lizard so much. Fuck.
Similar thoughts of different fights went through my head. Formulas came and went. My brain was incredible. I could draw upon my memories incredibly accurately. Definitely not eidetic,(Does Curtis or The Lizard have Eidetic memory?) But compared to my past shitty memory, this is like the difference between the heaven and earth.
I had knowledge beyond my years currently. Literally. I had the wisdom of an old guy. And the memories of him using what we no longer had.
o7 lil bro, you will be missed.
I've said that joke precisely 57 jokes today. When will I get my turn? I want to be a badass lizard as well! Now what? Fuck you. I'm using the body now.
With the force of a waterfall. I bore my will over my body. I wanted to play now. It's my turn. And in Isiah fashion. I failed spectacularly.
Oh no. Don't get me wrong I was now in control of my body, it was easy considering I understood The Lizard like the back of my hand now considering we literally share hands. Bad news. I was in the water. And I didn't know how to swim with two arms. Much less one.
Shit.
This was incredibly sudden. I barely even noticed I was back in control.
Ok. Slow and steady. Observe. And move.
Alright. The waters are clear. I'm near sand. Almost to land. Just ten or so feet. Alright. I have two arms still and around ten inches of tail, but my arm and is decomposing rapidly. Alright, I can do this. Just displace the water and use my legs.
And I moved precisely negative five inches. I lost ground. Errr, water. Distance…. I swam backwards. Somehow. Fuck.
Yo, lizard bro? Mah brozzkii. My lizzo! My lizza! My one of a kind murderous mastermind, I need your excellence. You see, my human body can't exactly swim, this is why lizards are better. So uh, can you come back?
…No?
I would speak aloud, but my mouth isn't stable above water very long… Damn these weak waves! Take it easy. I'm an old man! And I only have one arm…
Do I call for help? That'll be embarrassing though… What do I tell them? I'm naked too. And my dick is nowhere to be seen… Fuck that, I'm a water lizard now.
Sss!
Wait, that's snakes, not lizards.
Oh? What's this, my skins turning green. Is that Lizardly Bastard finally coming back? Fucking finally.
"I'll admit. I didn't expect anymore resistance from you. A well played assault. Unfortunately, your feeble human body isnt enough. I'll be sure to never let this happen again." Said the green fuck.
He continued to monologued for quite a while. But I tuned him out after he called humans feeble for the third time. After that I went back into mind imagining epic fight scenes until finally after tens of minutes. My time to shine rose.
We were back in the lab. And he, we, had a lot of ingredients. Things to make my plans come to fruition. He doesn't seem to be able hear my thoughts according to my deductive reasoning. He would have definitely commented on my thoughts, in which I've noted his appearance, the future, made bad jokes, and honestly all in all been a bad brainmate. And he probably can't see what I see since in the movies, if he could see what Dr. Conners could see, he would immediately suspect Peter to be Spiderman. There's just to many little hints. Not that he movie showed them all. That either means I'm above him in this mental battle, I have plot armor, or… There's another reason, but I can't really prove it.
He might not be able to feel what I feel when in control since he couldn't have been conscious when Dr. Conners was. But the reverse is true for me unfortunately, I felt and tasted everything he did. A lesser man would've went insane. But I'm stronger. I'm smarter. I am better. Fuck, he got to me. Stupid fucking monologues!
Ok, maybe I have gone insane…
Anyways, his notes on my, our, wonky senses, must be because we share a soul/mind, or atleast hes connected to it. Maybe we don't share it exactly, he said it was a distraction, but if he felt it as much as I did, he'd likely be out of commission as long as I was.
And so, all in all, it's unlikely that he can hear my thoughts, or see what I can see. Which means I'm free to plan.
I wouldve tried to take control of my body, but that was unnecessary, since the Lizard seemed to be out of commission. In other words I turned back into an old man.
My arm was decomposing, but that's fine. I opened a syringe of serums and prepared to add more materials. Of course, the lizard, ugly bastard, whispered into my brain all the way, trying to make me take the serums and give him back control, and his stupid monologues about being better. Or maybe I'm insane.
So first. I decided to take inspiration from dragons. Liquid oxygen that ignites in contact with air. But instead. I'm just making the goo sensitive to temperature, and if it gets to high, it combusts. My brain is a bit slower than my lizard counterpart. But it's fine. I can do at least this much, I can see Curt doing things much more complicated things in my memories many times.
I rehearsed these moments in my head viscously the entire time I was trapped in my own body. I augmented my serum with ease.
After a bit, I admit I didn't immediately get it. It was foreign to me. And marvel's science was weird. But eventually, I made headway on augmenting the serum. I wanted to make it mess with my mindless so I could easily take control of my body when necessary. I worked to add an intolerance to carbon dioxide. But I first went to make the goo kind of reactive. Everything was as I expected, no materials moved, I didn't have the right things to make explosive goo, nor did I want to. I made it reactive enough to combust into flames at high enough temperatures. And then I moved to the carbon dioxide intolerance.
As I was working, I felt the Lizards presence bearing onto mind. Slowly chipping away at my control. But I held strong. Whisper after whisper, sweet promises after another. Monologues of epic porportions, and boring rants. I sat through them all.
This isnt how I imagined my life going. Making a joke, transmigrating, being a dumbass and becoming The Lizard and struggling to even remain as Isiah in the trifold memories, the malicious presence of the lizard, the wise yet soft memories of Dr. Conners, and abomination that is Isiah. Each fighting for domination. I wanted to cherry pick, the knowledge, wiseness and intelligence of Curt, the ruthlessness, apathy, objectiveness and body of the lizard. And the personality and knowledge of Isiah. But it was getting harder and harder to hold on to only the positives of the three to define the entity known as me.
Similarly, it was getting harder and harder to fight off the lizard. I barely around ten percent of the serum finished in the few hours I was conscious. I have to hide it now.
But now I am thinking about my serum.
What was the antidote? Am I safe to change my serum? If it's just a generic lizard weakness, then changing this too much would render it ineffective. And it may even be permanent. But with weaknesses comes strength in marvel. And Spiderman is the only hero here. So if I can make the weakness, I can also get rid of it. Right? If not they aren't too serious, my healing factor overcomes them easily. It's just an distraction at most.
Speaking of eventually, my skin eventually turned a sickly green. My skin grew protrusions from it. They rose and then flattened into scales. My height rose, my bones popped, my eyes changed, my bones shifted and grew. A felt a tail growing. I barely had any time left.
It was unfortunate. But this would be my life for a while. At least, until the antidote is formed.
But now. I'm finished. I can let go. Fuck I'm tired.
*Yawn*
Damn, this lizard fuck is good. My brain feels like it's burning. I know I used it a lot, but I can mostly attribute this and my slow progress to The Lizard.
I can feel it. My muscles moving in ways I didn't permit them. My moving as if I had only just awoken. That's good. He wasn't conscious. Or maybe he's acting. If he is acting then this universe is fucked.
"Well conners, you're getting better and better at resisting the inevitable. But don't worry, you'll realize the futility of it in a few days! I'll show you and everyone how superiois we. No, how superior Lizards are. I'll rid your kind of you weakness and give you strength! I'll be your god. Lizards will reign supreme. But now? It's time for you to sleep. I'll be sure to put you to sleep for good once I finish this! I…" My mouth uttered.
Yet another rant about our superiority? Fuck that, I'm sleepy. I did my job for today, and I feel tired. Today was a fucking blur. It felt unreal. I basically lost myself instantly. Regardless of how I want to portray it. I am no longer Isiah. Nor was I Dr. Curt. And I definitely wasn't the Lizard. I didn't know who I was. But I would be sure to find out. Once I finally got rid of this damned lizard!
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Thoughts? It felt a bit too fast paced personally in my first iteration. This is about as slow as I can take it considering his circumstances.
I'll try not to rush through this arc and have to re-write it later like I did with R:TIHMA. it's the main reason I wrote this, I really don't want it re-write that. So I want a feel for how I would have to do it. Re-writes kill motivation man. Do tell me if you think I'm rushing through it. I'm planning on just skipping through the rest of the week to when he kidnaps people and makes lizards and have a moral battle.
Also, my disc of The Amazing Spider-Man 1 is fucked up. I don't know what happened. I went to put it in today but I saw the back, it looked like jack the ripper took a knife and played with it. I think my niece did this. So I only have the disc of TASM2 and my shit memories of TASM1. So yeah, I don't remember how Peter went about fighting off the many lizards. Or if The Lizard first infiltrated the school.
Anyways. Enjoy the 3.3k words of chapter and 600 words of author comments. I would break it into two 1.5k word chaps because it looks better for my story. But im not going to be mean.
Oh yeah. I forgot my chapter's advice for this story. I completely forgot about that lol, I got that from Danicast on Miles Morales Spiderman im not even going to try and lie.
So, speaking of spiders, don't forget to regularly move your beds and the clothes in your closets to dissuade a spider from nesting there.
I had to fight off a HUGE spider in my sister's room. Not her fault. Florida is a shit state. At least it wasn't a wolf spider, probably a brown recluse.