X-Men (Jean Grey, Storm, Kitty Pryde, etc).

Somehow... the universe had decided that the best thing to happen would be for the symbiote to fly so far away that it looked like it had been destroyed in the blast. The symbiote was sure Parker was spilling his guts out to that wretched wife Mary Jane, and would probably be comforted by every fucking hero in the Tri-State area.

Those thoughts fueled the symbiote's rage, keeping its thoughts away from how little of its precious mass was intact... and how little would be left when it hit the ground.

After what seemed like an eternity of cursing anything that moved below the symbiote (Its pain-fueled mind even launching into a rant against a baby in a car on a freeway... for some reason), the black gooey substance landed on the grounds to a mansion. Trawling through its memories, the symbiote could hardly believe its luck- it had landed on the grounds of the mansion the X-Men called home. Surely, this opportunity would give it not just a powerful new host body, but a place to recuperate, and plan a new vengeance on Spider-Man...