Rebekah
I make sure that as I run, I run over buildings, careful not to let passers-by below see me. I've got to be more careful. I don't have my image inducer, or my X-uniform. Without it… actually, without it, I can still kick backside. The only problem is the clothes Isaac got. They fitted fine to begin with, but when I get stressed, my fur fluffs up. It's fluffing up right now. My clothes aren't loose enough to let it fluff up. I glance over at Isaac, who's whizzing after Spider-Man, comparing insults to use in battle. Could his fanboy adoration get any more obvious?
I flip lightly over a gap in a building and roll my eyes. I'm one to talk. I have been a resolute Nightcrawler fangirl for years, ever since I picked up the Rogue Storm pocketbook in my school library out of curiosity. Do not ever, at all, mention it to him. I would die of embarrassment.
"So, who's all silent and deadly over there?"
I glance over and skid to a halt.
"Panthera. More commonly called 'that infernal cat!' by people who don't realise I'm actually a person."
"So you can turn into a cat? Whoa… I know someone who would love to do that, if only so she could steal stuff…"
"It's not fun. People keep treading on you."
He stares at me oddly, well I think he's staring.
"Can you at least get off the webbing? I feel at a minor disadvantage."
He mutters something I hear quite clearly about little Cyclopes.
"I heard that."
He then starts muttering about mini Wolverines but I let it pass because he flips forward and lands on the roof.
"So what are two X-Men doing so far from home?"
"Er…"
I pointedly don't look at Isaac.
"Well… I just found out that we may be responsible for the unravelling of reality so I ran away to try and deal with it."
Both Isaac and Spider-Man burst out laughing and I glower at them.
"I'm being serious here!"
The laughing stops.
Isaac
Me and Spidey stopped laughing.
"Well, come to think of it, my underwear did seem a little out of place today," Spiderman said.
"I'm dead serious," Bekah said.
"Why didn't you say anything earlier?" I said as calmly as I could.
"You only just found out it was me and I didn't really know how to phrase it properly."
"Why didn't you try, 'We're all gonna die unless we do something about it.' I find that always works," Spiderman interjected.
"Butt out web-head. I'm not in the mood," Rebekah said. Spidey raised his hands in good humour but it was hard to tell his expression behind his mask.
"So what do we do?" I asked.
"I don't know. I thought you might have some ideas."
There was silence for a couple of seconds.
"Well, the first thing we have to do is determine why this is happening. Maybe if we could find a way to return home it would stop it? Is there a particular place where reality's unravelling faster than others?" I asked.
"From what the X-men said, Antarctica and Westchester," Rebekah replied.
"I was in Antarctica, and you were in Westchester, so reality must be revolving around us," I said.
"That's what toddlers usually say, in slightly different words," Spidey laughed. I chuckled dryly.
"Maybe we should go to Antarctica and Westchester and check there?" I suggested.
"In case you haven't realized, you're the only one who could possible get there, and what would be the point? If what you said is true, and reality is revolving around us, there's no point in travelling anywhere. It would be a waste of our time."
"We have to do something!" I said, raising my voice slightly.
"Calm down Isaac," Spiderman said. "What that infernal cat's saying makes sense."
"I hate waiting for stuff to happen."
"And that's the reason you always run headlong into trouble and have to rely on me rescuing you," Rebekah said. I growled.
"Okay, break it up guys," Spidey said. "We have company."
I tuned my senses till I could hear the slightest noise. I could faintly hear the rustling of cloth.
"How did you hear that?" I whispered.
"Spider-sense. Never leave home without it. Move," Spiderman said shoving me to the side. A dart smashed into the rooftop slate. I ducked into a defensive crouch. There were dozens of them. They wore black t-shirts with yellow block letters reading, Friends of Humanity.
"Are they serious?" I asked. Most of them were just teenagers, only slightly older than me. A dart shot towards my face and I threw myself to the ground.
"I think they just answered your question," Spiderman said throwing himself at them.
I watched in awe as I saw a master at his work. He was lightning fast, and as acrobatic as he had always been in the comics. I had to stop myself from laughing as he did his trademark cheesy jokes while at the same time knocking them out. I had always been a fan of Spiderman's. He was just a normal teenage kid. A geek like I was. He got bullied a lot, just like I did. He got amazing powers and instead of avenging himself and using it for his own gain, (which I probably would have done) he used his powers to help people. If there was more of a role model than Spiderman, I was yet to find one. And what other sentence in life was more influential than, with great power, comes great responsibility!
"Wake up!" Bekah roared at me.
I jolted back into reality, and dodged a dart that was heading towards my chest.
"They aren't power dampening darts this time. They're deadly," Rebekah warned me.
"Thanks for the tip," I said grabbing one out of the air and jamming it into my opponent's windpipe.
The guy gurgled and white foam flowed out of his mouth. He fell to the floor choking. I looked over at Spider-man. He hadn't noticed. I kept on fighting and the numbers gradually dwindled.
The pizza shop owner must have set these people on me. I growled and lashed out at any one in striking distance. Hopefully, this would end soon.