Peter slowly stood from his crouched position, seeming calm but ready to bolt at any movement. The silence was deafening as he searched his surroundings for a flicker of movement. He saw nothing, yet his Spidey sense still screamed at him that there was danger. Peter strained to hear footsteps, breathing, anything to indicate he wasn't alone, but the silence stood strong.
'If that attack didn't just happen I'd say it was trouble elsewhere that's causing my sense to blare. It's like the attack never happened. Did I actually imagine it?' Just as he started to doubt himself, Peter picked up two soft heartbeats. He was certain one was on the same rooftop as him, however, exactly where was unknown. The heart beat seems strong, but not at an accelerated speed like his own heartbeat or any of the other super soldiers. The second person was a little distance away, though the heart rate was fast, it was also quiet, too quiet. Possibly caused by powers, though more likely it belongs to a child. 'What! How did they get so close? At least its only two against one, that's easy, well hopefully.' Pulling him from his internal monologue.
A voice growled out from the shadows "Why are you here?"
Peter hid the flinch. 'so definitely an adult man then, he's distorting his voice, to sound more intimidating and its working.' There was no form to the voice but he could hear it belonged to the closer heartbeat. 'I'm The Amazing Spider-man this guy is no problem for me.' Pushing down his nerves he spoke in a calm confident voice. The voice he thinks to makes him seem older, but actually has the effect of a kid dressed up playing superhero.
"That's a good question, one I'm asking myself about. Not to change the subject but you should really go check that voice out, it sounds like you've been gurgling glass. Doubt that's good for the vocal cords. Throat cancer's a real problem you know. Ignoring it ain't a good idea" Peter likes to talk, though it's more like rambling at this point, a tell sign of his for when he's nervous or uncomfortable. It's a great distraction usually, it angers his enemy's causing them slip up. This does, however, give him a reputation for being annoying. Not that Peter sees it that way. He always gets a response. Even if it's only a growl or monosyllabic, there's always something. Yet peter was met with silence again!
"Seriously? Don't you know its rude to ignore people when there talking to you?" emerging from the shadows a tall dark figure stalked towards peter. Like a bat circling its spider prey stupid enough to be caught in the light. 'I'd say stalk, but there's no footsteps. None. It's like he's floating, giving the façade of walking but leaving no trace behind. It very surprising giving the hefty boots he wears.'
Covered head to toe in black, even with a cape to disguise his shape. The only white to void over his eyes. The outfit was well thought out to hide as much as possible from his opponent. Clever. So, this is the Bat. The self-proclaimed protector of Gotham. He's real, not just a myth told to scare criminals. And he's the good reason to avoid Gotham.
Timeout
"I should explain how I've ended up here. In Gotham, I mean. I don't know the how, the why, or who caused it, but two earths vibrating on different frequencies became one. Now with that little conservation of mass law in play, meaning mass can't be destroyed or created only transferred to another form. Low and behold the two earths made one double the size. Whole cities popped up next to each other like Gotham which now sits right next to New York. It's similar with other places like Metropolis and Washington D.C. The different governments sorted it out though. To start with we stayed on our own earth's land, at least for the most part. Heroes like me tend to break that. The villains too. It didn't take that long before citizens started to intermingle when we broke the ice. Now there's trading and travelling between these places but the different cities are still operated under the previous governments. It's just become like they're different countries in a way. Which would mean I'm an illegal migrant. Yay?"
Time in
Batman, louder than last time and somehow more undistinguishable, spoke, "Answer the question."
Finally making eye contact with the mask's white lenses, Peter pulled himself up to his full height to defiantly reply, "Little old me? I'm not doing much. Just looking for a new place to crash, there's plenty of abandoned buildings around here. Perfect for a spider like me to spin his web."
There was a stand-off. Neither man moved or broke eye contact. Getting more anxious with each passing second.
Peter broke first. "What no reply? No warning to stay out of my city? And here I thought the Bat family was territorial."
Again, nothing he just silently watched Peter. Full on alarmed now, Peter sought out an ideal escape route.
"So, as I've answered your question I'll be on my way. Oh, and your welcome by the way. Manors wouldn't hurt you know." As if he was never still the man moved. Right within Peter's space, He swung at Peter while trying to unbalance him with a kick to the shin. Neither attack made contact. Pulling off a flip an Olympic gymnast would weep over, Peter twisted his whole body mid-flight simultaneously firing off a web to pull him to a distant roof top and another to fuse his opponents boot to the roof top. If he had stayed for a few seconds later he surely would have heard comm links come to life and an order.