Wrath
Kitten Moth was born with a silver spoon in her mouth.
Since the day she was born, Kitten has always gotten her way and has always gotten everything she ever wanted. Her father made sure of it. His little princess would always get her heart's desire as long as he had the power to give it to her.
Such power often was flashed around during her birthday parties.
One example would be when she was ten years old and asked for a pony ride for her birthday party. At first daddy dearest was reluctant with her request, but after much begging, kicking, screaming, and even a few threats (from both sides), Mr. Moth had gave in to his little girl. He had even gone an extra mile and gotten her two ponies.
Because nothing was too good for his little girl.
It was at that said party when a new Kitten emerged.
Mr. Moth was a very important business man, and being a business tycoon meant having to deal with other business tycoons. And sometimes their kids joined in on the ride.
It was Kitten's birthday party, but it was also a business opportunity. So, with that little factor in mind, Mr. Moth had invited Bruce Wayne to the special occasion. And with Bruce came along little Dick Grayson.
Or as Kitten liked to call him: Dickie-poo.
Upon the sight of the young ward Kitten's eyes opened up to a whole new world; one that was filled with boys, kissing, make-up and fashion.
Little Kitten was becoming a woman, and with her new found maturity came a stuck-up snob who had a field day with daddy's credit cards.
Her attitude problem had increased ten-fold when she entered high school.
Her being rich automatically brought her a seat at the popular table. Then a spot on the cheerleading team earned her respect from her peers. Her fashion sense made other girls jealous, and the blue eyes and blonde hair made the boys ogle her. With all of this in the palm of her hand Kitten had become a queen bee.
And in doing so, her ego had grown twice the size of her entire body.
Kitten believed herself to be perfect and without flaws. She believed that everything revolved around her and that she is better than others.
Her insufferable attitude had caused many of her peers to dislike her, but there was one boy who liked her fierceness and could tolerate her attitude.
That boy's name was Fang Parker, Kitten's boyfriend.
Or at least he used to be.
The two went splits-ville not that long ago.
Apparently Fang had enough of Kitten. He was tired of the bad attitude, how she was always so self absorbed, and he was tired of the whining. But most of all, he was damn tired of always getting into trouble behind her little stunts.
Fang believed himself to be a good boyfriend. He brought Kitten gifts (the shiny sparkly kind) and he always defended her (often getting into fights on her behalf). So when Kitten would flirt with Dick Grayson, it made him ponder why. He was a good boyfriend, wasn't he? He was just as much of a man as Dick Grayson was, if not more. So why did Kitten treat him so badly?
Fang thought long and hard about this, but couldn't figure out why.
So, despite his aching heart, he picked up his phone and dialed Kitten's number. When she picked up he said what he needed to say, keeping his sentences short and straight to the point.
"It's over, Kitten. I don't want to be with you anymore."
"B-but, Fangie-poo. We can talk about this."
"There's nothing left to say. Goodbye, Kitten."
And just like that it was over. Done with. All with a click of a phone.
Kitten burned with fury after that conversation. Not only did Fang break up with her, but he did it over the phone. Over the phone. The bastard couldn't even say it to her face! Kitten screeched to the top of her lungs and took out her frustrations on her own room.
Pillows were tossed to the floor, glass was shattered, stuff animals were ripped to shreds, and the tears came rolling on down like a river.
Mr. Moth had heard all of the commotion from downstairs. Quietly, and swiftly, he grabbed his car keys off of the hook and opened the door. Maybe if he was fast enough he would be able to escape to safety.
"DADDY!"
Crap! Too slow.
Mr. Moth sighed and closed his front door. His daughter was calling for him and it was best not to keep her waiting.
Once inside Kitten's all pink room Mr. Moth took a seat on her bed. His daughter paced back and forth in front of him and was ranting on and on about Fang. Apparently Fang, who he thought was a swell lad, was now a douche bag-idiot-asshole who just made the biggest mistake of his life.
Kitten released one long wail and threw herself upon her bed, crying her heart out into the pink sheets.
Mr. Mod awkwardly patted her back. He wasn't used to this sort of thing, "There... there," he said softly. He really wished his wife was alive to deal with this. "It's all right."
"No daddy it is not alright!" Kitten yelled, sitting up. "Fang broke up with me. Me! Nobody breaks up with me and gets away with it! Nobody!"
"Now sweetie--"
"What I need is a new boyfriend. One who is way cooler than Fang and will make him super jealous. I need Dick Grayson."
And whatever Kitten wanted, Kitten got.
Her father had pulled a few strings, made a few calls, called in a few favors, and resulted to bribery, but he did it. He got his little girl a date with Dick Grayson. Thank goodness that favor with Bruce kicked in.
And so, Kitten found herself on a date with the young ward. Most of the evening was spent in silence, but Kitten had at least gotten him to dance with her. Now all she wanted was to steal a kiss from him.
She puckered up her lips and leaned in, only to have a finger block her from her goal.
"Not even if you paid me," he said coldly.
"B-but... I'm Kitten Moth! You have to do what I say!"
"Uh... no, I don't," Dick rose a brow. This girl was full of herself. It was annoying. "What I have to do is be faithful to my girlfriend. It's enough that I got roped into this date."
"But she doesn't have to know," Kitten responded seductively, pushing her breast against him and getting as close to his body as possible. "Now show me why you're considered the best playboy at school."
"Hey, I don't know what you've heard, but I'm not a playboy."
Kitten resembled a fish out of water, "You're not?"
"No, I'm not. Kory is the only girlfriend I've ever had."
"Oh well, I guess that means I'll be on top," Kitten leaned in to kiss him once more.
Dick pushed her away, "All right that's enough! This date is over!"
And just like that Kitten had faced rejection for the first time in her life. It was an odd feeling that didn't sit well with her. She didn't like it at all.
How could someone deny her? Her? She was perfect! She was everything and more; a cheerleader, beautiful, and rich. What more could anyone want?
"Well Fangie-poo can go straight to hell!" Kitten vented to her father later that night. She didn't have any friends to vent her problems out on, so until the day she did she would have to drop her problems onto her father's lap. Which was perfectly fine with her since her father would buy her things to make her feel better when upset. "And Dickie-poo can join him! And so can Kory Anders! People call me fake." Kitten scoffed and crossed her arms. "I doubt anything on that girl is real. I'm way prettier than her. Right Daddy?... Daddy?!"
"Of course pumpkin. Whatever you say."
"But this is perfectly fine because tomorrow is the school dance," Kitten clenched her fist, a fire in her eyes. "And once Fangie-poo and Dickie-poo see me they'll regret the day they crossed me!"
"Of course pumpkin. Whatever you say."
"Oh Daddy, you're the best," Kitten threw her arms around her father's neck, giving him a great big hug. She kissed his cheek before stepping away. "I have to plan my acceptance speech for when they crown me queen." She clapped her hands and ran towards the door, tossing a few words over her shoulder as she did so. "And don't forget to get the limo!"
Once she was gone from his office Mr. Moth pulled out earplugs he was wearing during the entire conversation he had with his daughter, "I salute the person who invented this."
The day of the school dance finally arrived and Kitten was ecstatic. She wasn't even thinking about Fang or Dick, in fact they were the farthest thing from her mind. Tonight was her night, she refused to be plagued by the fact that Fang had dumped her and that Dick had rejected her.
Because tonight she would be crowned queen of the dance, she just knew it. The popular girl, especially the popular girl who is a queen bee, always wins. That's just how these things worked.
So, knowing that she would be crowned queen, Kitten had gone the extra mile in making sure that she showed up to the dance in style. Not only did she arrive in a pink limo, but she also wore a strapless pick gown that fit snug on her upper body, and flowed down when it hit her waist and ended when it hit the ground, covering the pink shoes she wore. Kitten also had on a pink head band and a white flower pin attached to her dress. She looked rather good in her opinion, way better than everyone else she added when boarding the ship that was holding the dance.
The evening went by uneventful and Kitten was rather bored. She just wanted her tiara so this evening could be over and done with.
"Now it's time to announce our king and queen!" announced Mr. Wilson, the principal.
Kitten breathed a sighed of relief. Finally. She made her way towards the makeshift stage. As she made her way through the thick crowd she heard Mr. Wilson announce that Dick Grayson was king. Kitten smiled. Despite being furious at Dick, she still thought he was pretty hot. And if he was king that meant she would get to share the king and queen dance with him. Bonus!
"And our queen is..." Mr. Wilson paused for dramatic effect. "Kory Anders!"
Kitten froze in place.
Kory? Kory was the queen? But that was impossible. She was supposed to be the queen! Her, not Kory!"
"Come and claim your crown, Kory."
Kitten gritted her teeth, the anger growing up inside of her like an expanding balloon. First she was dumped, and then she was rejected, and now she lost! The balloon of anger popped and the anger was let loose, that was the last straw. Looking around frantically Kitten spotted the food table. Stomping over to it she took the first thing she could get her hands on, a big piece of chocolate cake, and took aim.
Fire!
The cake soared in the air, getting closer and closer to the stage, and then it hit...
It hit Mr. Wilson.
"Oh... shit..." Kitten flinched at the one-eyed glare Mr. Wilson sent her. She began to tremble with fear as Mr. Wilson marched over to her. He was way taller than her so Kitten was not only intimidated by his height, but she was also saddled with the fact that she threw a freaking cake at her principal, her pirate looking principal who was a complete brute that hated children (which totally contradicted his career choice).
"Detention," he growled. "Next week." Mr. Wilson waked away and the crowd immediately made a path for him. They didn't want to get on his bad side. That was like asking for a death wish, only a fool would do that.
And speaking of fools...
All eyes turned towards Kitten and laughter began to rumble amongst the crowd. Thee Kitten Moth had just been humiliated. And by an old man! Talk about being dethroned.
Kitten stomped away to a private part of the ship. She was angry at Fang, Dick, and Kory, but she hated Mr. Wilson! He had publicly humiliated her. That was an unforgivable act.
Oh she would get even... Because nobody can escape the wrath of Kitten Moth.
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AN: And... cut! That's a wrap for this chapter people. Hope ya all enjoyed.
Um, Kitten is Kitten Moth for obvious reasons, and Killer Moth is just Mr. Moth because I didn't feel like incorporating a name for him. Fang is Fang Parker because I named him after Peter Parker (Spider-man). I'd thought it would be funny since they got the whole spider thing going on...
Thanks for reading. Please review! : )
