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Storm shot up startling the cat that had been sleeping blissfully beside her. She was tired of just siting her and besides she felt like nothing was getting down. That's when she noticed that her x-comm was blinking. Something was happening back at the mansion or something had happened. "Ok Which way is out?" She said making her way past everyone. The X-Men were calling.

[Exit Storm to X-Mansion]

Roschach watced Storm leave, and returned his attention to Spider-Man.

//...so...much...catching up... Ah, and I forgot about Tempo and Rosie. sweatdrop //

Reaper had watched and listened tow everyone for a while, but soon tuned them all out and turned back around on the couch. Bo-ring. Never was one for other people or conversations unless it partained to him. Or had some form of interest. He turned back around when the one called Storm left, then looked over at the spider as he talked again. Well, if that's all he missed, then whatever. Still not his problem...and he was stuck here anyway.
He glanced over and seen two others standing in the corner. He didn't recognise the boy, who seemed rather nervous, but the little red head by him he did. Little Rosie girl gets around, at least her duplicates do. He hadn't run into the original yet. This one probably didn't know him, the one he had been nice with was with Joker and Gossamer back in Gotham.
He grimmaced slightly and turned back to doze off again. Perhaps he should just try and call back all his duplicates so X couldn't pull a stunt like that off again.

Rorschach looked at Spider-Man, and said, "Sounds dangerous. Possibly deadly. Help is needed. I'll go." The masked vigilante hadn't been here a day, and already trouble was beginning to manifest itself. Could be a way to prove himself to these heroes, who all seem to have powers, like Dr. Manhattan, for what was he, a mortal man with strong conviction of good and evil, compared to legions of superhumans? No holding back. No surrender. Not while he is with these heroes. Not while there's hope.

Danny, on the other hand, was more tentative. Dr. Doom was a piece of cake compared to some of the things he'd faced on his own, and here he would have multiple people with him. If it weren't for the various robots he had at his disposal, he could probably take care of Doom in 15 minutes. The relative ease of the plan wasn't the issue. The issue was in the fact that he was supposed to stay with Black Cat, but if he went to fight Doom, the safest place for her would be the Sanctum, which was decidedly NOT where Doom was. He heard Cat's reply, and said, "Well, I'm supposed to stay with Black Cat, but a heavy hitter like Doom needs another heavy hitter to take him down. Until Strange is ready to fight, you'll need me." He looked at Black Cat, and said, "Your call."

Danny smirked, then looked at Spider-Man and Wolverine. "Well, it looks to me like we have the reunion of most of the reserve Fantastic Four here. Let's make the most of it, alright?" Looking at Black Cat, he said, "Let the Rider know what's going on for me, will you?" He threw her a wink, then closed his eyes and took a deep breath. There, in front of everyone, Danny disappeared, replaced by the Ghost Rider. The Spirit of Vengeance looked at Black Cat, the one that he was commanded by Doctor Strange to watch over, a strange blue tint overcoming the bright orange of the flames. He asked, "What is wrong?"

Ghost Rider replied, "Doom has patience, but wastes no time, and neither should we." He looked at Spider-Man, Rorschach, and Wolverine, in case he decided to come. "When you are ready."

Rorschach watched and listened. THIS was why the man had been here. Such a demonic prescence, yet one who would fight for the good. Such a form would surely strike fear into the hearts of diseased ones who commit evil, spread their disease in the forms of suffering and hate. Such a person could only mean that this world, like his, was dying morally. It was infected with rabies, just like his own New York City. Rorschach, for his part, would do exacly what he did here as he did back home. He would fight the decay. He would wipe away flecks of foam from existence's mouth. These people had not given up. Neither would he. Never.

Cat noticed Danny's expression and sent him a questioning look. Why was he angry? And at Rorschach?