"My name was Cody. Cody Summers. You know, ever since I was a little boy, I had a sense of purpose. My purpose.
I felt like I had something big, grand to do. Maybe it was just a sense of my ego, but, I still had it. And that feeling always gave me the power, the will to go further. To reach my goals.
I also had a very strong sense of justice. My parents were killed during the terrorists' attack. I planned to dedicate my whole life to fight this. Terrorism. Wars. Endless disputes. Humans...such strange species, you know? Their only desire is conflict. They feed upon it.
That disgusted me.
I worked hard and got myself to the position I was proud of. The head of FBI. I was the best agent, you could ever find. I trained my body and my will. I had a lot of operations, all of them were proving my point everytime.
But I felt that wasn't enough. I wasn't doing enough. I didn't have enough power, enough influence to shape the world for the better, in my vision.
Until that fateful day.
I saw this meteor coming down from the sky. It was a divine intervention. A sign from somewhere above.
This strange substance called to me, it was whispering my name. I didn't know what it was, but I knew we were meant to meet.
Immediately this substance jumped to my legs, enveloping them in a thick layer of dark red goo. You would think that maybe I would be scared or worried. But I wasn't. I felt connection immediately. I knew it was meant to be. So I let it take over me completely.
It coiled around me and stripped me naked, leaving my powerful body on its display. I could feel this creature relish in my power, at the same time, giving me incredible feeling.
My mind was bombarded with images of pure human lust, pleasure and...control. Unity. The Hive.
When the symbiote finished its transformation, bonding with me, I didn't feel myself dissapear. I still felt my own thoughts. But now, they were magnified, empowered as well as my body.
Now, I knew my true purpose. Now, I was ready. Now we became...Mayhem."