Don't Play With Your Food

Before they could answer Venom however a buzzer went off and Peter grinned as he looked at a monitor just outside of the lair MJ had made; the screen was one of the few things that had survived their feeding frenzy and only because Peter wanted to know what the servants were doing. And in this case what it showed him made him grin all the more.

"Whose hungry?" he said, making a mental note that whichever servant had decided to get bold and come up with this would... well... survive. "Looks like we have dinner and a show."

When the ladies saw just what was on the screen they grinned.

Several stories below the villain team known as the Wrecking Crew frowned as they walked around the empty floor of Fisk Tower. The criminals, known for their love of destroying stuff, marveled at the carnage done to the building.

"When that fat accountant said that the new bosses were doing things different from the Kingpin he meant it!" Bulldozer proclaimed. She shook her head as she inspected a wall with large chunks ripped out of it. "Looks at all the damages and stuff downs here!"

"Its a thing of beauty, ain't it?" Thunderball said, swinging his weapon.

Piledriver frowned though. "Any idea why the new bosses wanted to see us?"

Crowbar shrugged. "Who knows!"

"Oh, I can tell you," a voice whispered from the shadows... and the four turned to see a pair of white eyes and a large maw appear in the darkness. "Think of it as a competition... the winner doesn't get eaten first."

And with that all hell broke lose.