Master PC influenced Peter before and could certainly do so again, yet even its powers weren't limitless. It had been able to slightly lower Peter's inhibition, but make him change his own wife? That was a difficult order to begin with, not made easier by the symbiote slowly connecting to the mind of the transformed Phoebe. What was it doing? The symbiote was using that connection to find out more about his...life-partner, still detesting the word 'host'. It had soon realized that Phoebe wasn't actually the same person as the one he loved, but someone who turned into that person and ripped him from another universe, more or less. Not that this changed anything about the creature's disposition. To it the fact that Phoebe voluntarily chose it and this life was prove enough that she was deserving of the bond. With two strong and determined minds, the compulsion simply failed to take root, unable to either pierce Phoebe's love for MJ nor the symbiote's unshakable trust in Phoebe.

All this never reached Phoebe. She was devastated. There was no future for her and Mary-Jane, that reality was clear to her. The symbiote slipped from her face, allowing her to express her misery. Phoebe's beautiful feature's were distorted by sorrow, tears running freely down her face, while she tried to hold back sobs. Would she have chosen the symbiote if she had known MJ's feelings? Phoebe would never find out, as now it was too late, and that realization finally broke what little composure she retained. She starting sobbing into her clawed hands and didn't seem to be stopping any  time soon. Once again her life was simply unfair. The idea to change MJ entered her mind briefly but was discarded. Phoebe wouldn't play with the personality of MJ, no matter what!

Of course that decision didn't stop her from feeling miserable. Only a sudden sense of urgency, caused be her partner, caused her to get back to the present.

"You are right, we have to hurry. We can't stay here." She was on the verge of slamming the laptop shut and making a run for it before realizing that MJ would see the ruined bedroom and notice the missing computer. Quickly she used the command prompt to repair the damage to the apartment, her claws not impeding her dexterity in the least. Once that was done, she had to think for a minute. The easiest path would be to get rid of everyone's memories of Peter Parker, but that might have unforeseen consequences. However, the two of them needed some time. Deciding on blaming the spider-totem and mystical mumbo-jumbo, Phoebe quickly made it so that everyone thought that Peter was on some mission concerning his supernatural connection. That lie was surely going to be discovered, but Phoebe had no intention of completely discarding her old identity. For now she couldn't be a 'Parker', but who knew what the future would hold? 

Again a sense of urgency surged through her and she closed the laptop, picked it up and went for a window. She opened it and with a last longing look her face was once again swallowed by the symbiote. "You are right, nothing holds us here anymore," she said with her distorted vocie. With that Depravity flung herself between the skyscrapers, making for an old abandon S.H.I.E.L.D. base they had used during the Civil War.

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