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Katnappe fallowed her mother's footsteps cat suit and all. She didn't want to, she even thought about rebelling one or two hundred times a day but soon she was fixed.
Katnappe didn't know if it was the fluffy little balls of fur or the thrill of the ride that got her hooked. Personally her money was on the thrill, the adrenalin pumping through her blood. How even though you got away from the crime scène with nothing it was just that, you got away soon to theft again another day.
Mother made her steal her first wallet, second, and third but each time Katnappe picked a pocket of an unsuspecting bystander it got so mush easier. Soon mother wasn't forcing her anymore, and then her first real crime came around the corner.
Best Christmas present ever, going on her first big heist with mother, an emerald the size of a fist being displayed in down town Gothem. Mothers crush, however, showed up that night, Batman, not far behind was his silly little sidekick, Robin. Katnappe and boy wonder watched as their idols flirted with one another, all they wanted to do after an hour of the 'talk' was go home, go to bed, and open the gifts that waited for the teens under their Christmas trees.
Katnappe knew her mother's affair with Batman wasn't the healthiest of things, for both of them. That's why Robin finally got the right idea and left for Jump City, or so she suspected. She also thought about leaving herself, to start her own thing, for each time mother saw Batman the more mother cut down on stealing. Mother was slowly going to the enemy's side.
Then Batman blamed mother for Robin's departure. After that fight mother disappeared because mother just couldn't handle the accusation, but Katnappe kept up their family image by going to fancy dinner parties they were often invited to. That's when fate gave her a hand; she found Jack Spicer, evil boy genius, and the Shen Gong Wu.
Katnappe thought it was another thrill, another adrenalin rush, but she started doing what mother had done, she flirted with the enemy to get what she wanted. She especially liked the little cheese puff; he was just so innocent, just so fun to toy with.
However, Katnappe never thought she would make the same mistake as her mother, yet here she ways. She was slowly falling for the little yellow lawn nom, she just couldn't get enough of his naïve round head. He became her drug.
Katnappe wouldn't make the same error as mother, no, Cat-women and runaway. She was going to stand up and stay in the playing field not matter how bad the cravings became, wouldn't let the addiction consume her.