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Nightcrawler quietly stalked the dark streets, watching the cars fly by as it started to rain. He loved the rain, he could feel the cool, damp sensation beneath his heavy trenchcoat. The wind tugged at his sweatshirt hood and pulled it off. He quickly pulled it back on, wary of watchful strangers.
Nightcrawler had been searching for a building that, supposedly, a murderer was supposed to be hiding in. He had already killed his wife and child. He had another hostage who was an innocent school teacher at a nearby school.

The man, pulled at his suit worriedly. The rain always made it shrink a bit, which didn't quite help the fact that it was already skin tight. Peter bit his lip beneath the mask, Where were these guys? He could handle it himself why wait? He thought getting ready to hop over the building. People were at stake here!

"Sorry guys," he whispered to himself and webbed the building while he shot off down toward the ground. Peter twirled and twisted his waist so he was facing the building, with legs outstretched he smashed into the window. Glass tickling where it could not penetrate his suit.

People below screamed and shouted, realizing that they were about to see a super hero at work!

EP: 149/150

Tease walked along the railing of a skyscraper, looking around without a hint of fear. What's the worst that can happen? She could fall. Oh, no! What's a poor, little girl like me going to do if I- her foot slipped off the railing, and she hung in the air, suspended for a moment, her black tail naturally reaching for the railing. She didn't make it in time.

Gravity caught back up with her, and she began plummeting to the pavement. Below her, people looked up, screaming, but nonetheless, watching to see her go splat She waited until she was just about to hit the ground, timing it for exactly the moment everyone would look away, covering their children's eyes, and shielding their own.

BAMF

A white mist drifted out from the sidewalk, carrying the scent of lavender and roses on the breeze. She was nowhere to be seen.

She hung upside-down form the railing, one hundred stories above them, and watched them mindlessly search for the debris they had been waiting so patiently to see. She laughed, placing her fingers on the wall before her and turning a handspring while clinging to the edge of the building, jumping back over the edge before any of them caught wise and looked up.

Peter ended his swing at the top of a small building, Where he pulled his mask away to take a breath. What was wrong with these people? He thought, shaking his head. He couldn't even help the people that man had killed. Spider-man stood, wearing peter's painted face. There was nothing he could do but move on. Only a fool would try to save the whole world. If only.... If only there were more, more people like himself.

The man pulled his mask back over his damp hair. And stepped onto the building edge. Something shivered behind his skull, with a familiar tingle. Peter shot back his glance, far in the distance poofs specked the sky. Each time with a white explosion. He squinted, trying to make out what it was, but it was simply too far. He hopped up in the other direction. Slinging a web to a near by building. The awkward pulling that always came with the thick, white solution from his wrist prepared his senses. The spider jumped from the balcony, free falling for a few hundred feet before the web took a turn upward at it's fulcrum. He gripped hard on the thread, and spread another one making it shorter and higher. HE used this technique to climb higher and higher. Until he reached the very tips of the building, where the sun had began to poke it head, up over the mountains, in the small window of sky before the clouds began. Peter squinted, and pulled his legs up in front of his face, to keep the sun out of his face. The poofs where getting closer. And he quickened his accent.

However every time he thought he saw what it was, it would disappear and reaper somewhere else. Some sort of inter-dimensional flaw? he thought, flinging, and flipping to a small clap of his boots on the roof's pavement. To his surprise, when he caught a glance, peter saw some sort of... blue... girl. In bright green? "Hey!" he hollered, taking a defensive stance.

"What the!" Peter stumbled back, ready to web the girl. She looked so young though. About his age, when he first got his powers. He couldn't help staring at the queer color of her skin, and was glad for the goggles that hid his emotions "What do you want? Ive never seen you here before." he readied himself, to back-flip away encase she were to do something questionable. "Do you even know who I am?" he thought, trying to play the "Hero of Th City" card. Intimidation usually didn't work. But it seemed he had much more muscles than her.

The man scowled, at this new being. Something he had never fought before. Teleporation, hoe could he fight a teleporter, a young girl none the less. Maybe if he could catch her, than she would understand what he could do. But she hadn't done anything wrong. Only popped out of the air.

I can't take that kind of chance, she could rob a bank without anyone even knowing.

He sighed, "Well.." he spun around, to grab her wrist, looking her deep in the eyes. Something told him, that she could so easily get away from his grasp without even trying. He got close to her face, So close she would feel his breath through the mask, see a faint hint of blue eyes beneath the goggles. "I kind of am." He let her go. Just to make a point that he didn't mean any harm and back away a bit.

AT: 40+8= 48