A.....Strangely Creepy Encounter.....

[The Creeper]

Creeper was doing some random patrolling around Gotham. At the same time, trying to not to interfere with the Dark Knights work area as well. "HEh hehehe! Its oddly quiet here in Gotham.....Heh! Somethings up!" Creeper was perched on the corner of a high rooftop. It was oddly windy night. Normal it was calm and cold. Creeper took a leap off the roof and took a flip to the next. Landing in a crouched position. He looked up and searched for his next landing point. Repeating the same steps, he stopped after a few more leaps and took a small breather.

"Hmmmm.....I really hate it when nothings happening in Gotham...Its not normal....Like me! Heh Heh ha!" Creeper thought out loud. He stood to his feet and used his eyes to scout the area. The wind seemed to grow stronger.

[Dr. Strange]

There was a demon in the wind and Dr. Stephen Strange had spent the last day following it. It was a massive beast, scaled in white, moving with horrifying certainty through the countryside toward the city of Gotham. That was no good, with a wave of his hand, speeding through the air with his scarlet cloak fluttering behind, a tornado surrounded the horrid beast, another wave and but for a very few creatures the doctor and the beast were invisible. The battle would be hidden, the destruction given just and proper cause. As it should be.

The beast reached the city, ran through the streets and disrupted traffic and the typical activities of the night. Strange followed, still in the air, as the beast took a sharp turn into an alley. Strange followed, caught sight of a watcher on the roof but gave it no thought. The beast was trapped, he dispelled the tornado and the cloaking but remained in the air, held aloft by his scarlet cape, appearing now as he always did, a slim man in his late thirties with a shock of white in his neat black hair and a trimmed goatee. he wore a scarlet vest over a white shirt and pressed black pants. He might not have looked so out of place at a costume party as a weird parody of Dracula.

The watcher did not interest him, likely he would thik himself mad and lie to himself about the encounter he had witnessed, this was for the best. The creature roared, prepared to charge, and the Sorcerer Supreme held out his hands, they trembled slightly but not from fear, thick red ribbons flew out and caught the beast on the legs, sending it falling forward, he held his hand out once more, a long white sword grasped tightly and dropped onto the fallen beast's back. The sword slipped past the white scales and the ensuing explosion was enough to blow out the windows of buildings across the street and send the doctor onto the roof where The Creeper sat.

He landed on his back and slid into the tar and gravel, his cloak saving his back from any damage, but his head hit the roof. He swore, looking non-plussed by the encounter and finish, and put a hand to the back of his head, under his hair, he came up with a few spots of blood, a minor scratch or two, nothing serious. He struggled to his feet, his normally neat hair falling in his face, sweat beaded his forehead and there was another person on this roof with him. He went about the displeasing task of brushing off his clothes. He was taking very deep breaths, as though he'd run a mile.

"Hello? Who's there?" He queried, his sword reappearing in his hand despite exhaustion. There was a fire below in the alley and Dr. Strange was not in the mood to fight anyone.

[Catwoman]

In another rooftop not far away, there seemed to be a huge amount of pigeons, simply resting or eating pieces of food that had been taken there by the wind. It was a silent and peaceful atmosphere...that was until a dark figure jumped from the dark, grabbing one of the birds with a tight grasp. This attack made all the other birds retreat in fear, flying away into the dark skies of Gotham. The dark gloved hand that held the defenseless creature held it tight, while another hand gently patted the pigeon's head. "...Shh...Don't worry...I'm not going to hurt you, little one." Selina had a big devious grin on her face while standing on the rooftop. For a change, the masked woman wasn't out to steal any bank or to blackmail any rich guy. She was there for more...sentimental reasons. "I won't hurt you...but my babies are quite hungry..." Three young kittens slowly walked away from the darkness, all of them surrounding Selina with hungry eyes. "...And it breaks my heart to see them like this...here you go little ones...have a nice..." When Catwoman was about to feed the young kittens, she heard a huge roar. Her eyes widened while she released the bird that quickly began escaping from the young cats.

Selina's hands gently took off her goggles, like trying to see what was happening better. She could swear she had seen some kind of beast on the top of a building not far away. The Catwoman feared that Batman and his little group of boy scouts could already be there...but Selina couldn't help but to feel curious. And, like they say, curiosity killed the cat. Hopefully the same wouldn't happen to her. She quickly placed her goggles over her eyes once again and jumped from rooftop to rooftop in a quick and agile way until she seemed to finally reach the place. It seemed terribly quiet now. Selina stood in the rooftop right in front of the one where The Creeper and Dr.Strange were.

She suddenly seemed to spot a yellow skinned man with green hair. Selina's eyes narrowed while looking at the strange character. She had heard about him in the news...what was his name? The Creep? Catwoman titled her head slightly to the right while looking at the strange man. "So you're the one causing this big fuss, hm?" She asked in a calm tone, while showing her usual smile. Yet a third person was there. A man. Selina widened her eyes when hearing someone asking something. Could it be the cops? Batman?

"...What did you do this time...?"
She asked after releasing a small upset sigh.