Nightly Patrol

[daywalker]

Peter Parker was bored. High above the streets of New York the web slinger had been jumping from buildings and had been web slinging on the look out for any kind of crime he could foil. Nothing. It was a Monday night. It seemed like all the criminals actually understood that it they did something on a Monday night the bored cops and superheroes would crack down on them. Peter sighed. It had been three hours since he had left his apartment. Watching paint dry was more fun than this boring night. Unconsciously, Spider-Man was slinging to a spot in the city where he went to clear his mind.

With a powerful yank on his web, Spider-Man was able to launch himself into the air. He did two front flips before landing on the stony edge. He looked to his right and of course... tall, dark, and mysterious was sitting there avoiding his gaze. "Bruce, you know how much I hate that you don't look at me when I am talking to you." He knew he wasn't going to get a response because, well... Bruce was a gargoyle. That's right, Spider-Man talks to a gargoyle. "You seem lonely tonight, Bruce. That's okay. I'm pretty lonely myself. Nothing to do tonight is a surprise. A peaceful night in New York. Who would have thought, right? I need a life."

The stony gargoyle kept staring straight ahead. ""I have so many problems going on with trying to get a life as regular Peter Parker that makes me frustrated. I feel lucky that I can get away as Spider-Man. But you know what Bruce? I really don't feel like talking right now."

[Hades]

The perfect moment of course, for the Lord of the Dead to approach the spider. With minor things taken care of, egg checked and all, it was time to bring an offer to the mortal superhero. It must go according to plan, and with the symbiote plan beginning to take form... He appeared right near the webslinger in fire and smoke of which died to reveal his reptilian form dressed in royal greek robes to represent him as the only known greek god of the underworld.

"Good evening, Peter Parker... Or I guess Spider-Man since you're in the face of a vigilante hero." The deity calmy said as he walked towards the mortal, golden eyes fierce but representing his calm state of mind. "Oh, pardon me. I'm sure you are surprised that I know who you are under the mask, you shouldn't be. A god knows majority of individuals... Especially if they are rulers of the dead. In years time I'll meet you when your dead, but now I have an offer to present."

[daywalker]

There were few things in this world that were able to scare him up close and personal like this guy just did. The reptilian creature didn't set off his spider sense which was very unnerving. Even through his fear he didn't let it show to this so-called god. "Do I have a big sign on my forehead asking people to target me?" Spider-Man edged closer to the ledge so that he could make a clean get away.

"Are you even allowed to be out this late? By the looks of things you should have gone to bed permanently a few thousand years ago." It was hard for him to look away from the blazing hair on top of Hades' head. He crouched down, feeling his muscles tighten before he leapt away. "I don't know what you're offering, but my mom told me to not accept candy from strangers. Plus, last time I made a deal with anyone I ended up blacked out in an alley. I don't even remember that night. No more drinking for Spider-Man. I'm out of here. It was nice to meet you though." Spider-Man gave the flame-haired lizard man a two fingered salute before doing a long back flip off of the ledge. He was now trying to get out of there as fast as he could.

[Hades]

"Actually, its more of an opportunity to see your late uncle Ben..." Hades said, but he remained in his calm stature, arms crossed over his broad chest. The god watched the spider flee, but he waited since he spoke of Ben loud enough for Parker to hear it. He figured that the spider would easily be startled of his presence, it was something common and easy to foretell.

Technically he wasn't here to kill Spider-man... No, Peters death will come when it is his time, of which he can foretell. Being the God of the dead made him be able to foretell who will die in a certain time. Parker's time comes many years, to his knowledge.