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Skuld chuckled through the entire conversation between Spiderman and Deadpool, then shouted down at him "Well, I have to say you really know how to leave an impression!"

The redheaded mage turns to Spiderman, "Are we going to invite him to go hunting the creature? If he gets too annoying, I could always telekinetically hurl pastries at him."

//Sorry, it took so long to post//

Cat made it back to her apartment building, changed back into civilian clothes in random bathroom that had its window left open, and let herself out the front. Then it was just a matter of getting up to the penthouse, which she did easily. Only upon shutting the door after her did she realize that she had left Ghost Rider in the dust. So much for supernatural protection from a demon. ... Oops. Well, she'd just grab her spare and high-tail it out of there. Now... Where did I leave that stupid thing?




Spider-man eyed the girl quizzically, which was only noticeable if you took in the slight tilt of his head. "... Pastries? ... Nevermind. Why don't you go with Cap and deal with whatever that thing was. Me and Jr. here will handle Crazy McNuttypants."

"THAT'S MR. MCNUTTYPANTS TO YOU!" Deadpool yelled back, shaking his fist up at them, "And I already told you, I'm busy right now. I'll have to dutch oven you with those webs after I've put Norman's head on one of those pikes that he keeps on his wall. By the way, how creepy is that?"

"Oh, I don't know," younger Spider-man remarked absently, "Pretty standard fare for him. But anyway... about the unfortunate scheduling conflict. Is there a better time for us to hand you your a**? Next Tuesday around three, perhaps?"

"Maybe," Deadpool replied, "I'll have my people call your people."

"Oh, come on," older Spidey said, jumping down off of the building and attempting to kick the merc in the head, "Where's your sense of spontaneity?"

Deadpool gracefully rolled out of the way. "I'm sorry, honey, but the magic's just gone. It's not you; it's me. Just... please remember that we had a beautiful evening together once..."

"Do you order your crazy in bulk?"

"I look like Ryan Reynolds!" Deadpool replied happily.

"Yeah, if Ryan Reynolds cut himself shaving. WITH A WEED WACKER."

"No! Seriously! I had sex with a goddess, and she granted me the gift of unlimited access to Scarlett Johanson's boobs!" the merc told him earnestly, deftly ducking under a kick.

Spidey threw his free leg behind Deadpool in an attempt to scissor trip him. "Yeah. And I'm the mighty Thor."

"No you're not," Deadpool told him, doing a backflip to avoid the leg, "You're Spider-man. Jeez, you are one craaaazy son of a b***h, aren't you? Thor. Ha."

Spider-man was silent for a second. "...I'm going to start hitting you, now. ... I don't know when I'll stop."

Rapture leaped onto the next building ahead of him, had to keep running, had to keep running. He then felt a shiver down his spine, almost like a sixth sense. He soon jumped up high enough to do a backflip and shot two spiky Blood webs from his wrists down at Reaper. He would have to fight him it seems, oh well. He needed to get some exercise anyway.

Rapture put his back to the roof and kicked Reaper away from him, he then stood up and chuckled a bit. "Have I been running away from this?" He asked, he wanted to make him mad, to make him fight him rougher. He liked the pain. He formed two javelins with his Blood and began to spin them in his hands. "I know how to fight too." He taunted.

"You didn't have much fight when I experimented on you, you were very easy to defeat and trap actually." Rapture said with a laugh. With that he jumped down from the roof and stabbed his javelins in the wall, he formed a web in between the javelins for when Reaper was sure to jump or fly down. He then landed and retracted the blood, taking his usual form in the crowd of people. He then used the Blood to change his clothes and smirked as he began to shuffle through the crowd quickly.

Rapture shot a Blood Spike from his fingertip at a car and caused it to explode as a distraction. In the startled crowed he opened a lucky door and walked in, he was in a motel now, hiding. He would not let Reaper find him. Not on his life.

X turned his attention away from his realm to Zera, and he seemed to relax a bit. "Can't imagine who you'd hear the good things from." he replied. "I'm starting to get annoyed with all of these interruptions." he said, shooting a galnce back up at the sky.