Back in the dinner, an alarm went off in the back of Peter’s head. Something was right. Both Felicia and Darcy started sniffing the air and their eye’s glazed over for a half second before they turned their attention back to Peter.
“I’ll catch you latter,” Peter made a hasty retreat.
“I got to go,” Felicia laid down some money to pay for their drinks and meals.
“Yeah,” Darcy did the same oblivious to Felicia.
Felicia made her way out as Darcy made her way to her car.
Peter started running as a sense of panic grew in him. He looked above him to see the form of the Black Cat chasing after him. Peter ran into an alley, but the end of that was cut off by the Black Scorpion Mobile. Black Cat leapt down as Black Scorpion leapt out of her car. Peter spotted a side ally as slip in avoiding both.
“He’s mine slut!” Peter heard the Black Scorpion shout.
“That’s my scratching post bitch!” Black Cat screamed back.
Whatever was going on was not good.