Chapter 1:
She couldn't stand for it. The problem had only gotten worse and no one was doing anything about it. People still cheesed from innocent cats and it pissed her off. The cats spoke to her so she knew how they were feeling. They came to her because she was the only one who could understand them when they spoke to her.
It was strange that her ability was limited. She tried her skill on other animals, but she could only hear the cats. She possessed the ability to talk to cats from a young age. No one understood it and ever since her mother caught her talking to stray cats in Sydney and sent her to a psychiatric hospital so she kept this ability to herself.
It made her sick to her stomach watching people violate the cats just so they could get high.
"Meow." She followed the call for help. The cat was in distress and she had to find it. She finally came across a cat across the road from the cinema. He obviously belonged to someone as she noticed the little pink scarf he was wearing around his neck.
"Who's Big Gay Al?" She asked after the cat told her its name was Big Gay Shadow and who his owner was. No one else was around and she was sure the ticket taker guy at the cinema across the street thought she was crazy.
She didn't care. She had more cats to find since Big Gay Shadow told her he wasn't the only one. She had five more cats to locate before the sixth graders did.
After searching around town she had all but one cat. Big Gay Kirby was still missing. Rage filled her when she finally found the cat outside Bebe's house and the sixth graders were tormenting him.
"Here kitty, kitty!"The sixth graders tried unsuccessfully to stuff the cat into a carrier. They redirected the torment to her when they noticed she was watching them. "Oh! Here forthie, forthie!"
They surrounded her and heckled her. One sixth grader pushed her to the ground and she landed face first in the snow. When she got up she kicked him in the balls. She might be in the fourth grade, but she could stand up for herself and fight back if it were necessary. She smirked because they didn't know about her abilities or what they were dealing with.
"Is the little forthie afraid?"The eldest of the group picked his nose and flicked boogers in her hair.
"Sick!"She cried with disgust.
"Titty twister!"As Jasper attacked her she punched him in the stomach.
"What the fuck?"They were shocked. Not many fourth graders had the courage to stand up to them, but Katherine was different.
"Hand over the cat and no one gets hurt or embarrassed anymore!"She demanded angrily.
"No way forthie!"They refused to comply. "We're getting a lot of money for each cat we bring in."
"Fine."Instead of walking away like they were expecting she lunged at them. She taught herself how to fight because it was necessary when growing up in Blacktown, Sydney. A few minutes later the sixth graders were reduced to a crumpled heap. They were all battered and bruised. They coward at her feet.
"Okay! Okay!"The leader gave in and handed her the cat. "Take the cat, just don't kill us!" They scurried away from her like frightened rats after they handed her the cat.
"Hey!"She came across two boys from class. She still didn't know many people in town, but the kids here were nicer than the kids in her grade back home in Australia.
Kenny McCormick and Kyle Broflovski stopped in their tracks when she called out to them. They were impressed when they saw the sixth graders running away from her.
"Did you just beat up the sixth graders?"Kyle asked.
She nodded. "Who's Big Gay Al?"She asked.
"What do you want Big Gay Al for?"Kenny asked curiously.
"I found all his cats. He must want them back."She explained.
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Kenny and Kyle had given her directions to Big Gay Al's house. When she found him he was in his front yard fretting over his lost cats.
"My poor little kitties! Where could they be?"He cried helplessly.
"Excuse me?" She tapped his arm to get his attention. "Are you looking for six cats with little pink scarfs?"
"The sixth graders have them I know it."Big Gay Al was distressed. "They're total jerks and they're stealing cats all over town!" His face lit up with joy when she gave him back his cats and they were all safe. "My kitties! You found all of them!"He led her inside. "Mr. Slave! She found all my kitties!"
"Hey little cat catcher."He was just as relieved to see the cats back safely. "You should offer a reward."Mr. Slave suggested. "Those sixth graders are a huge problem."
"It's okay I don't ne..."Big Gay Al cut her off and insisted on giving her a reward for returning his cats.
"You're a little hero."Big Gar Al was trying to come up with a way to repay her. "You're also getting a lot of attention in the news vigilante. You should hide your identity."
He was right. The fact that she didn't hide her identity in Sydney was the reason she had moved to South Park in the first place. Because of her actions she and her family were in the witness protection program. "I could use a costume, but I don't know what."
"Since you like helping the cats what about a kitty costume?"Big Gay Al fished some fabric from a draw and immediately started sewing.
While she helped him make the costume she told them about her abilities because she felt she could trust Big Gay Al and Mr. Slave.
"I knew if you were going to be any kind of superhero it'd be a cat."Big Gay Al finished her mask and cat's eyes goggles.
"Try it on."Mr. Slave suggested after the costume was complete.
When she returned from the bathroom she was in costume. She loved it. Not only did the costume fit well it suited her. She disappeared and reappeared and jumped around the house like a cat. She could move freely in her costume and it didn't weigh her down. She loved the pink cat's eyes goggles and the kitty gloves complete with metal claws. "This costume is awesome!" She exclaimed with excitement.
"You really are a cat."Mr. Slave and Big Gay Al were impressed with her skills.
"Now you just need a trademark name."Big Gay Al couldn't think of one. "Too bad Cat Woman is already taken."
"What about Kitty Litter?"She explained her reason for choosing this name. She'd just farted on the sixth graders.
"Ooh!"Big Gay Al exclaimed with excitement. He laughed because the sixth graders deserved it. He started designing a logo for her which was similar to the cat patch she sewed to her shirt. "Take this too kid. You found my kitties, it's the least I can do."
"Thanks."It had taken her a long time, but she finally had an identity as a vigilante.
"If you ever need help you know where to find us." Big Gay Al gave her snap 'n' pop fireworks and pepper spray to use since her costume had pockets.
She was amazed she had such easy access to fireworks and the pepper spray. These things weren't so easy to get back in Australia which had stricter regulations. She smiled to herself as she patrolled the city. People who cheesed or exploited cats for their pee wouldn't know what hit them.