Hey fellas! Sorry about this one being so short! I decided to include Black Cat, and may pair her with Jason Todd.
Peter looked over himself in the bathroom mirror, eyeing his grey T-shirt and blue jeans with interest. "For a girl...you sure know what to get a guy."
"Sorry, but that seems to imply that Spider-man is an antifeminist hero!" Stephanie looked over her shoulder as she slipped into her kevlar suit. The young woman grunted as she pulled her suit up over her torso, finding the tight compression at her chest to be slightly painful. Oh well...A girl's gotta protect her things, right?
"Hey! No offense!" Peter chuckled, noticing her slip into the suit with a grimace. "Geez! Can that suit be any tighter?"
The blonde narrowed her eyes suspiciously. "Better than it slipping off Mid-battle."
"I'm just sayin. A lotta the guys we pummel are a buncha Neanderthal pervs." The mask is Spider-man slipped on easily, and his voice became slightly muffled. "Until you actually punch them, they only notice your hips and your...Yknow."
"You sound like you know someone with that experience."
"A friend of mine: Kitty Pryde." Peter sighed, and hopped on one leg as he got into the suit. "She had a few assault problems during the hero job."
"Well, no offense to your friend, but I can take care of myself." Batgirl declared almost arrogantly, sending him an aloof look. She adjusted her mask with a soft chuckle. "It's funny. My best friend is a Superhero too; goes by the name of Supergirl. She flies around wearing this short sleeved crop-top and a tight blue skirt about as wide around as kindergarten binder. The girl practically wears a bikini, and I haven't heard of any 'comments' about it."
"Great. Too bad she still has to deal with the common fool." Spidey offered, to which Steph nodded. "Like the silent A type."
Stephanie paused her advance in checking her utility belt to stare at him quizzacly. "Uh...what's a silent A type?"
"The Alvinolagnia creeps who are too quiet to be crooks." He jogged up to her, then paused to do a few stretches with his arms. Stephanie, who felt a strange urge to impress him, decided to try and give the definition of Alvinolagnia.
"That's uh...that's the fancy word for belly fetish, right?"
"Yep." Spidey crossed his arms. "Now, let's go save some city blocks, eh?"
"Sure!" Batgirl hopped out of the window, but poked her head back inside briefly. "Did we just have a conversation of fetishes?"
"Well, no. It was one fetish." He answered.
"Oh...that was weird."
Twenty eight seconds later, and the two had scaled the room of a Newspaper building. It looked windy this darkening afternoon, and a few clouds threatened to spill water out from their bowels. The moon was not full; and was more in the shape of a 'C'. Stephanie stood on the edge of the roof as she had done not long ago, and Spidey joined her in the gazing. "So, this is how you usually keep an eye on people?"
"Yep." Steph admitted. "Some nights are kinda quiet, and not much happens. Yesterday, before Electrocutioner came in, there were these guys in a truck with machine guns. They might belong to one of Gotham's gangs."
"How many gangs are there?"
"About three big ones. They belong to Black Mask, Two-face, and Penguin." The Batgirl sat on the edge after a while. Seeing Spidey's quizzical look, she continued. "I don't know why he calls himself Penguin. Maybe cuz' he's fat and loves black and white."
"Oh...That's tough." The Hero responded truthfully. "I never had to deal with three gangs back in my city."
"Yeah, and those are only the organized crime gangs in Gotham. There's this one other dangerous gang that doesn't roam around for money. Just to cause chaos." A bird fluttered not far below her, and she briefly watched it. "They call themselves the Circus."
"That's because they're stupid. Who owns that gang?"
"Try and imagine the Devil...dressed as a clown. That'd be The Joker."
"Yeesh." Spidey rubbed the back of his head, and crouched like a tiger about to sit. "I know a devil dressed as a goblin."
POWNK! POWNK!
They both tensed at the faint sound of a far-off gunshot sound, and looked behind themselves. Of course, they didn't see anything other than the horizon.
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"You think this is the building?" Spider-man questioned, his gripping fingertips gently place on the glass roof while his partner's black boots were solid on the surface. It was too dark for him to see if there was anyone in there." Cuz abandoned warehouses are the perfect places for criminals. "
"This place isn't abandoned. It's just barely used. Now don't talk until we're down. Don't wanna alert whoever had the gun." She whipped out a rather sharp batarang and began to cut a very large circular shape in the glass. Batgirl managed to quietly take the piece of glass out before it could fall and make a bunch of noise. Spidey flicked out his web at the edge of the glass opening and suddenly hopped into the whole. The webline slowly lowered him down to the pitch black floor.
'He's such a showoff.'
Stephanie gritted her teeth slightly, and waited until he was one the floor."Activate Temporary flight."
Spider-man noticed a distant hum emanating from above, and saw Batgirl slowly floating down on glowing boots until she was standing next to him. "I use that usually when my cape tears."
"Too bad we don't have any flashlights..." Spidey said, and reached out towards her as the glow of the boots died out. "Uh Batsy? You still there? Since when was your head this bulgy?"
"Dat's by nose, Spidey."
"Oops. Sorry. There's gotta be a light switch around here somewhere!"
"I think I might have a flare here. It'll last about eight minutes." From the sounds he heard,not seemed like she had found something in her pockets. But there was a pause. "You got a light on ya?"
"Why would I have a lighter on me?"
"You...You seemed like the kind of guy who smokes."
"Seriously? You think smoking is what I do? You do realize I risk my life enough as it is, right?"
"I'm sorry! Uh, maybe I can rub it against myself." A short scraping sound later, a bright light almost illuminated the whole room. They could spot a few beams holding up the glass roof, and a few huge doorways here and there. But nothing to be the culprit that caused the sounds of gunfire. That is...until a figure stepped out timidly from one of the doorways, immediately noticing them.
It was a man with black hair, brown eyes and a black moustache. He wore seemingly high tech armor that's yellow and red in color with big bulbs on the helmet, on the chest and knees. Most of his upper head is covered by a hemelt and a visor.
"Woah..." Spidey immediately recognized the guy and nervously chuckled. "Shocker, ol' buddy...I seriously wasn't expecting you...at all."
"Too bad Ah caint say the same, bug. " was the oddly Texan voice that rang out from this 'Shocker'. Batgirl raised an eyebrow when a strange whirring noise attracted her attention. She turned her back to Spider-man in time to see another male figure in the flare's glow. He had a short, hunchbacked height and very pale skin,coupled with short cut black hair and huge red goggles. He wore a grey scientist suit, and around his back he wore a mechanical device, with four octopus arms attached to it.
"Of course, I expected to reel you in with the sound of gunfire and you came." This new character said, eyeing Stephanie with a disgusting sense of interest. "You, and your pretty friend here. "
"Hey, ya know how Spiders and Bats are, Doc." Spider-man shrugged, only briefly turning his head from behind Batgirl to look at him. "There's just something so amazing about gunshots! We're like moths to a flame."
"Apparently." The Shocker raised his gauntlet wrapped hands and the produced a glow while vibrating. "Now let's quit flappin' our gums and get down ta business already!"
"Duck!"
Stephanie swiftly crouched down and avoided being struck through the head by both a metal tentacle and a yellow bolt. Both objects collided in midair and resulted in the 'Doc' being shot back into the wall. Batgirl flicked a handful of blunt edged batarangs at the remaining for and all of them failed to meet their mark. Spider-man yanked both of them out of the way of a yellow bolt, and Batgirl managed to lodge a batarang in one of the gauntlets.
Spider-man sprang forward and smacked Shocker's temple with a fist, briefly incapacitating him. Stephanie sprinted towards the thug. "You handle four eyes! I'll take the massage chair over here."
Spider-man nodded, and turned to see Doc Ock slowly rising up.
"Why does she get all the good ones?"
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"GUH!"
The cruel irony in her awakening was that cats hated water deeply. Big cats were exceptions, but Black cats had some kind of hatred for lots of water. She just so happened to be Aquaphobic, and be crazy enough to run around in a cat suit. That's where the cruel irony hit. Felicia Hardy, The Black Cat, was awakened by having her head shoved in a drum of water.
Through her coughing and waterlogged sputtering, Felicia almost missed the sound of someone speaking. "Yknow, they've told me a lot about you."
"Wh...ghlunk..." She hated that her voice sounded so shuddering, as if she were scared. Then again, she had just woken up randomly and her fear of water was being unknowingly exploited. "Wh-Who do you th-think y-you a-AUGHLK!"
She was dunked back underwater before she could finish or get a good look at the guy. When she resurfaced, her coughing was bit worse. She could barely breathe.
"Don't interrupt Mr.J, Deary. It's sooo rude." Felicia saw someone who, in honesty, looked like a clown. Possibly some New York chick in a red/ black suit. "Keep going, puddin! You were at 'they told me a lot about you'!"
"Thank you, Harley!" Felicia turned to see another clown in a purple jacket strolling towards her. It was then that the platinum blonde woman discovered that she was limply kneeling before a tank of water and that the chick in spandex was holding her up by her silver hair. There were a few faces she recognized behind the girl, Like Kraven and Scorpion. The most frightening part of it was the loss of Black Cat's mask. They'd seen her face. "Those fine gentlemen there and the green fellow have told me all about you being a fellow criminal. But some goody two shoes spider comes around, and you go soft! If there's one thing I hate in this world, it's a traitor to the cause of bad."
"I...I d-dont even...know y-you..." Felicia seethed, and Harley was about to dunk her head back in just before Mr J flicked his hand. She immediately dropped Felicia, who banged her skull painfully on the tank. "And...h-how do y-you know...me?"
"Through the internet-How do you think?!" He chuckled. "Those gentlemen behind you! You know Kraven and Scorpion, don't you?"
"We remember you, of course." Felicia shuddered at Scorpion's voice. "And I look forward to reminding you for a very long time."
"But first! There are things to be done...both an annoying little bat...and that Spider." Mr J rubbed his hands eagerly. "Since you hold no usefulness to me, I should kill you...but Torture is my middle name! I once invited a fifteen year old to a full month of torture at my Asylum!"
Harley rammed her foot into Felicia's stomach, and she skidded across the floor from the impact. The blonde felt fear begin to claw at her heart when Scorpion's mechanical tail slowly wrapped around her neck, not tight enough to choke her yet.
"And I may be a feminist..." She heard him as Scorpion immediately began strangling her. Any pleads for him to stop could never escape her lips. "But I doubt a little girl like you would last very long. Try struggling! It makes the pain so much worse...HEHEHEHEHEHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAAA!"