Die Scarfritcher hadn't been in New York for long- he had been told to rendevous with Black Cat, and that's exactly what he intended to do. The district these New Yorkers called "Queens" looked like a warzone; the buildings were in decay, fires spread across the streets and the sounds of chaos rung out above all others- gun shots, screaming, crying, car alarms. Die Scarfitcher rushed into a group of Symbiotes, tearing them apart with ease. In the distance, he could see the Kingpin's armed soldiers- he knew this Kingpin was a major criminal in New York. A group of them flew past him on gliders, heading towards a tower roof ahead. A better place to start his search, Die Scarfritcher had, and maybe he'd get the chance to tear some of the Kingpin's men apart in the process. That'd be...fun.