The city of New Gotham was notorious for its nightfall. Tonight was no different. As the facets of daylight shifted into gloomy darkness, New Gotham's criminals and thieves made themselves known. Racing to get home, the civilians and storeowners alike feared to be caught in the rush of crime. The streets cold and merciless, the criminals were the only ones gracing the sidewalks of once was a happy Gotham City.

Currently, one of New Gotham's all so special crimes occurred. Running across the barren concrete, a trio of thugs appeared before a swanky jewelry store called ZALES. About to bring down the steel gate to protect his shop, the owner was wind of the thugs who appeared before him. Rattling his teeth in fear, the nervous owner looked toward the thugs, with a foolish grin on his face. Trying to break the ice he spoke first, "Hey guys! Ah, n-nice night isn't it?"

Laughing themselves the leader of the trio held out his baseball bat and tapped it on his hand. "Yeah, and those diamonds of yours will make it even nicer." He spoke out as his cronies laughed with him. Placing his hand on the leader's shoulder, the other thug unearthed his steel chain.

"Why don't we finish this quick, Gino!" the thug suggested feverishly.

"Shut up! You're always scared of something, we're going to enjoy this victory!" the lead thug said. "B…but," the thug could spit out. "No buts! Now shut up!" the lead thug stated.

Zeroing in on the petrified storeowner, the thugs made it known that they had weapons and wanted those diamonds. However, before they could attack, a brisk swish was heard behind them. Looking around sharply, the lead thug questioned, "What was that?" staring back the other thug responded, "I…I told you! He's here!"

"Just shut up! The Bat is not here!" the leader stated. Suddenly, the audible footsteps of someone were heard. Looking behind themselves again, the thugs stared at a slinky and gorgeous figure that sat atop a truck in a catlike stance. Staring equally at the thieves, the sensual woman stood and gave a wonderful purr. "What's wrong? Expected the bat when you got the cat?" she asked as she gave another gorgeous smile.

"Who are you?" the leader questioned.

"Well look at me, and then make you're assumption." She responded back. Leaving the owner alone for a minute, the thug paced a bit toward her. "Hmm, I dunno. But you do look rather catty." The thug said. Leaning toward him with poise, she and his lips nearly came together. Teasing his lips with her breath, she responded "I am Catwoman." She said as she suddenly struck him the face with her glimmering talon.

Drawing blood from his cheek, the thug leader went back to his crew, enraged. "Well what are you standing here for? Get that cat!" the thug yelled. Catwoman quickly jumped onto the sidewalk, and brought forth was looked to be a bullwhip. Standing seductively, yet ready to defend herself Catwoman continued to smile. Attacking the first thug with a fierce right hand, and connecting with a roundhouse kick, Catwoman quickly laid him out. Flowing with the wind, she flipped over the next thug who held out his chain to strike her.

"Hmm, so you like it rough?" Catwoman questioned. Using her whip, she grappled the chain from his hand and did a wryly spin kick that knocked him senseless.

All that was left was the leader, who cockily held his bat for Catwoman. "Here kitty, kitty!" the thug leader said with childlike giddiness. "You fool; cats only come when we feel like it…" Catwoman said as she shot her whip toward the bat, and broke it in half. Quickly, she ducked punches that the leader intended for her, and she knocked him out cold with an uppercut. Looking at the fallen thugs, Catwoman hissed in disgust as she wrapped her whip across her hips. "And they say good things come in threes."

Walking toward the storeowner, with her hips swaying with her footsteps, Catwoman walked by the storefront. "Thank you, I am very grateful!" the storeowner said happily. But unexpectedly, Catwoman slammed her fist into the owner's face, knocking him out instantly. "Whatever, I just want what I came for in the first place." Catwoman said as she went inside the store, amidst the wailing of sirens. Promptly stealing the pair of exquisite and expensive diamonds, Catwoman ran to the rooftop of the store and ran rapidly across rooftop to rooftop until she got to a large water tower.

Sighing, Catwoman let the shine of the diamonds flash her eyes as she stood admiring them. "They won't help me. But it's a start." Catwoman said as she quickly tossed them around her neck. "I remember dreaming of owning things like these. And now, it's mine. And no one in New Gotham can take it from me, not even him" Catwoman said with a mix of delight and fear. Freeing herself of the mask, a woman with shiny ebony hair and a pair of emerald eyes stared at the moonlight. "I still remember that day…" as she started to recollect, the woman put her head to a comfortable position on the tower.