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PostSubject: It's Just a Game of Cat and Bat   Fri Feb 17, 2012 11:01 pm

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It was seemly a normal night in Gotham city, I took note of the loud night life with the occasional scream and gun shot. This was really not the place to be, I smirked cracking my neck. I had known long ago this is exactly where I belonged. I pulled down my goggles, the world turning an orange hue as I ran and jumped taking the plunge down to Gotham City’s streets.

Or so I thought.

I landed quite harshly on a body flying through the air, we both came to an almost careless death. Even with just moments before hitting the ground I could feel his strong, budging muscles wrapping his arm around my waist. It seemed like something that only happened in fairy tales but here it was, I was being saved by a Knight. Granted he was the one causing my lethal situation, but a girl can dream right? He moved with such fluidity one would have thought he had planned this move just for me. I wrapped my arms around him with my legs clutching his leg, not wanting any of my appendages suddenly flying off with the sheer velocity we were swinging at. He landed with a silent thread, I almost frowned at the landing. My fun was gone but I let go, rolling my eyes, “Next time, Batman don’t get in my way.” I spoke with a hiss, but with an underlying hint of pleasure. I loved ever second of that moment, almost wishing it would happen again. I attempted to leave, trying not to get wrapped up in that man’s hero persona but the man grabbed my arm. Quite harshly, I might add. I turned my head around, hissing at him.

“Selina, stop.” He said in his harsh voice, that harsh, endearing, god damn seductively husky voice. It sent shivers up my spine. My eyes looked up at his as I yanked my arm out of his vice grip, “What?” I asked, my voice coming out a bit more snippy than I had really meant it to be. His eyes bored into my soul, I felt naked and alone in front of the man. Not that wouldn’t have been a great thing anyway, I mental shook my thoughts from there. There was to be no courting with Batman, it wouldn’t work out anyway. He was a hero, something I would never be.

“I need information...” I barely listened to him after that, subliminally depressed that was the only reason for his appearance. I repeated the same information I said every time we met, with a frown. “There is not much going on around here, but that diamond at the museum isn’t going to wait for me forever.” I hissed out, throwing myself backwards into a back hand spring. The ground felt hard under my hands as I threw myself off the edge of the building, almost cursing the very ground that pretentious ass stood on. I was just a toy, a tool, for him to work with. With a quick grab of my whip and a crack I was headed to the museum, away from the man that plagued my hopes and dreams.
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PostSubject: Re: It's Just a Game of Cat and Bat   Fri Feb 17, 2012 11:02 pm

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I awoke, quite harshly by the way my head throbbed. I looked around while grabbing at my chest, the shadows seems to weave around my dimly lit room. My heart throbbed and burned with every beat it took, leaving me with a sickening feeling in my stomach. I pulled my legs up to my chest, placing my face in the crook of my knees. It seemed to happen so suddenly but my eyes let their guard down, the cold proof that I had more then one emotion rolled down my face. I tried to wipe the proof away from my face just to find I could not stop. I silently shook, my world seemingly crashing around me. I couldn’t even remember the dream, or more properly named nightmare, I was even having that even caused it. I looked over to the window, shadows moved in the darkness of Gotham City one of which I had known to be Batman. Protecting the City so selflessly. I looked away from the window, the knight never fell in love with the peasant, fairy tales didn’t exist. I wiped and rubbed my eyes, the tears slowing in their melodramatic way. I almost wished the silent figure that plagued Gotham's villains would burst through the window and arrest me.

I paused in my mind rambling running my fingers through my short, shaggy hair. I took a deep breathing to calm myself down. Was this what the big hoopla about being in love with someone that would never give her a second look in that department? I stood up stripping myself of my sweat covered sleep wear walking towards my lavished bathroom. With a deep breath I turned the nozzle to mid-way and stepped in to it. I looked at the room around me, the glass pane separating me from the outside world had not fogged up yet giving me a perfect view of everything I had accomplished with a life full of stealing. Absolutely nothing.

I slowly moved myself to a sitting position in the middle of the shower’s rain letting the lukewarm drops create a solemn rhythm on my head. I moved my face upwards to let the drops rain down on my face. I thought; I seriously thought about my life for the first time in a very long time. Why was I doing this? There had to be another reason for the late nights, for the stealing, for the midnight meeting with Batman that I almost looked forward to religiously. I smacked my clenched hand on the ground of the shower, dragging my thoughts away from that man. That damnable man that seemed to control my actions and thoughts now in days. I pushed myself off the ground of the shower, kicking the nozzle off. I needed to blow off some steam. I opened the door grabbing a towel, dabbing the towel over damp parts of myself. Somewhere in my mind I thought about just keeping myself wet and letting the wind dry me, but I knew better. I had a plan and I was going to do it.

I grabbed my suit, sliding it over my legs, the smooth fabric bringing up so many memories I couldn’t give a single one attention for fear of just ripping the very same suit off. My arms slid in as I slowly began to zip it up, tonight I’d change it up a bit. I left the zipper close barely above my navel, I was going to be more risky than usual and the trill would be enough to clear my mind. I strode over to my diamond, the newest one in my collection. I picked it up giving it a harsh look, “So, Selina... what shall we do about this?” I asked aloud, trying to think of my limited options. I put the diamond in my suit, in the pocket under my breast. I was going to do this.

For the first time in my life, I was going to try to be the good guy.
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PostSubject: Re: It's Just a Game of Cat and Bat   Sat Feb 18, 2012 12:22 am

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It wouldn't take too long to grab his attention, specifically when I stood right above where my latest crime had been committed. I sighed out, dropping off the top of the building cracking my whip to swing into the loose window. It was a secret path I has discovered a long while ago, I always used it to sneak into the museum after hours. I almost wondered why they never thought about looking around that area when they would try to track my habits of getting in and out of the building. It seemed to trivial and distracting to my thoughts, I hadn't even realised my body had brought me to the empty case. I dug my hand into the pocket under my breast, pulling out the infamous Cat's Eye diamond, not to be confused with the Cat's Eye Emerald.

I took a long last look at the diamond, working my way around the lasers that threatened to call the corrupted Gotham City police to rescue the poor piece of hardened carbon. I placed the diamond lightly, turning almost hoping Batman had seen my deed; it was almost too good to be true. But as my eyes looked around the shadows of the building, I didn't see a Batman. I didn't see a lame Robin, I didn't see the lame excuse for a Batgirl either. Nothing, just me and my reflection in a mirror from the other side of the room. My heart almost started to slow to show my distaste in the turn of events but Batman had often told me that doing the right thing was usually a thankless job. I took a step, hearing my heels click lightly in the room. I grabbed my whip once more and threw myself out of the place that was soon to be just a memory.
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PostSubject: Re: It's Just a Game of Cat and Bat   Sat Feb 18, 2012 12:22 am

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I turned over in my bed, blinking my eyes awake. I felt so tired, I just wanted to curl back into my warm covers and sleep the day away but something nagged in my mind. Something told me to turn on the television. So, I did not really understand the significance of the minuet idea. I wanted in a silent horror as I took notice to the fact that there had been a fire in which Batman had been caught in.

Caught in...

… Caught in...?

My brain couldn't wrap itself around the idea, it was a lie. Batman could do anything, he could be anyone, anywhere, anything. My throat felt like it was swelling up, had I done all of this for nothing? My heart felt such... pain. I could have never felt this amount of pain from any flesh wound. This was deeper, harsher; a pain that I didn't think I could take a pill to cure it, "Batman..." I heard my disembodied voice choked out. I was crying? I looked at myself shaking in front of the television. I felt so numb, but my body didn't nor couldn't handle the idea of a dead Batman. It was too surreal. I watched me, my body, stand up and grab my suit. My body put it on in a zombie like fashion, it's when I found out suddenly I was back in my body. My body ached, so much. I felt like giving up, what was the point? I looked away from the mirror, there was a reason to go on. Wasn't there? I could even answer that question myself, but I'd punch Vicki Vale in the face for speaking such blasphemy about Batman. The world would see, they'd all see Batman wasn't dead.

I moved out of my apartment, throwing myself out of my apartment, not even bothering with being the sly feline that world knew me as. I felt my body flying through the air as I cracked my whip grabbing on the the closest building, throwing myself into the air. I performed a flip, my legs hitting the edge of the building. I curved my legs in a hook shape and threw the torso of my body forward, rolling into a standing position. I started to walk a few steps before I broke out into a break neck run. Jumped from roof top to roof top I found where all of the cameras and helicopters were. I held my whip in my hand watching the silent vigil going on in front of the building that was charred and falling to pieces. They saw Batman go in to save a few people from the fire. The people came out...

But Batman did not.
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PostSubject: Re: It's Just a Game of Cat and Bat   Sat Feb 18, 2012 12:23 am

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I was silent as I watched one by one as the people left, knowing that being out here in the dark wouldn't help anyone, specially since Batman was no longer he to protect them from what the news had told them. I almost lost myself for the moment. I ripped off my mask, throwing it angrily at the people that dared leave when Batman needed them the most. I felt my world grow dark as I stared over the ledge of my apartment building. I was just Selina to the world, Catwoman wasn't existing any longer, how could she? Just the frail shell left behind, the trauma for Batman's abrupt death still fresh in my mind. I shivered in the winter chill that came along with day's progress to night. I watched my mask fly into the mass of people, one woman screamed yelling the Catwoman was going to rob them blind. Another yelled that it must have been Catwoman they saw going into the building not Batman. The thought of me dying was a lot more pleasant than the thought of Batman running in being his Knight in shining armor self just to get killed, not after she changed herself just to be noticed in his eyes.

A few people started to point at me on the ledge, "It's Catwoman!" They yelled at me, they knew her suit even without her mask. My eyes felt cold as they watched the helicopter's the shoved their lights at me. I shut my eyes, listening to the screams of the crowds screaming for my blood. I smiled, they'd get what they wanted. Why live? Batman was gone, he was the only reason I bothered to even breathe anymore. I took a step forward, throwing my whip to the ground. A woman screamed, I couldn't see it. If I was going to do this I wasn't going to watch.

"Stop, Selina." the memory of Batman fluttered into my mind, it almost sounded as loudly as the day he shouted that to me. I smiled lightly, I felt light and free I almost thought I could fly... why not test the theory? I took another step to the edge, the tips of my heels were hanging off the ledge. A louder scream was from a voice I knew, it seemed odd but I looked down. I swore I heard the voice of Batgirl, but I couldn't see it. The world around me felt smaller. I looked around quickly, not understanding the reasons for this. I threw myself forward, into the crowd of screaming men and women.

Even with just moments before hitting the ground I could feel his strong, budging muscles wrapping his arm around my waist. It seemed like something that only happened in fairy tales but here it was, I was being saved by a dead Knight. I smiled I hadn't known that death would be this sweet. I held the man that had 'saved' me, I felt like crying, which I suddenly did. His arms making themselves around her more tightly than she remembered. That's when she heard another scream, another shout of, "It's Batman! Batman is alive!"
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PostSubject: Re: It's Just a Game of Cat and Bat   Sat Feb 18, 2012 12:36 am

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I could barely believe what the voices were yelling, “I said stop, Selina.” I heard his rough voice slur out. “When have I ever listened?” I replied with, my heart thudded at a quicker pace than was healthy. I clung to him in a death grip, if my claws had been out I might have sliced the man to pieces. I was just so happy he was alive, and not burned to a crisp.

“I saw what you did last night.” The man continued, his voice just kept flowing like a great wine, smooth yet full of some unidentifiable piece of attractiveness that kept you bathing in its flavor. I felt us hit hard ground, the warm spot light from the helicopters was the only reason I knew this was real. That this wasn’t just death in wonderful motion. A slowly opened my tear soaked eyes. Putting my hands on his chest, feeling the heart beat that occurred solidified the idea of his death being a forgery, “Why?” I choked out, silent tears making down my face. The man’s lower face had always been exposed for the public to see, it became a line that wouldn’t speak. But it cracked for me, spilling out words I couldn’t believe, “I wasn’t in the building, some Batman want-to-be was. I wasn’t even in Gotham when it happened.” He whispered out, for the first time I heard something. Remorse? Guilt? I wasn’t sure, but it didn’t fit in his voice.

“...I’m just glad I arrived here just in time. You made prime spot light in televisions everywhere. Catwoman standing there, exposing herself to the world as Selina Kyle? Of course it was completely obvious but I had to be the one that saved you. Seeing as I most likely cause--” “You talk to much.” I stated, pushing myself up to meet Batman’s mouth. His lips were all I wanted right now, to feel his warmth. I wrapped my arms around his neck as he moved his arms around my waist, I knew.

I knew...

I knew.......

This was where I belonged, for this first time in my life I felt wanted.

Needed.

Craved.

It wasn’t just a game of Cats and Bats anymore... It was my happy ending, I won the knight like Esmeralda had in the Hunchback of Notredome.

I won.

I won...

I slid down off of the man I knew as Batman, the crowd below started clapping. A foreign sound to my ears, I looked up, clearly confused by the people. Batman shook his head, grabbing me by my waist shooting his grapple to God knows where and pulling us quickly out of the spotlight.

We ran so far away, not even they would find us.
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