(A/N: A sai is one of those knives things that Raphael (from ninja turtles) and Mileena (From Mortal Kombat) uses)

As soon as he's golden eyes met her's, she launched herself and him with a sai waiting to puncture his blue fur. He successfully dodged the sai, but he didn't even see her fist flying toward his face. Nightcrawler was forced to the floor with his hands on his nose. He has taken a few punches before, but this one was fierce. As soon as he was able to open he's eyes, he took a look at who was attacking him.

A woman. Good build. Long brown hair. Red bandana. Black leather skimpy top and pants. She grabbed her other sai from the door and took an attack position with her weapons in hand. Nightcrawler tried to ignored the pain in his nose, as hard as it was, and prepared himself for a fight.

"I don't want to hurt you," the elf said calmly.

The woman laughed in response. "I don't think I'm the one you should worry about!" she yelled as she launched a kick toward Nightcrawler. He used his knowledge of martial arts to block a kick or two, but she was way too fast. Too experienced. She eventually got the best him and gave him another cut. This time in his mid-section. She pinned him down with one sai to his throat and the other one just above his head. He knew what she was going to do.

The sai was heading straight for Nightcrawler's head, and he didn't really want to stick around for the out come. The woman watched the blue elf vanish in a BAMF and a cloud of smoke. She quickly stood up and coughed after inhaling the smoke. He reappeared right behind her, but did not attack. He just stood there on his feet and one hand, tail in the air, waiting for her to catch her breathe.

"And I didn't even lift a finger," he joked with pride. How he did that wasn't really in the woman's thoughts right now. She just had one...to stop him. She grabbed her weapons and charged towards the elf. He jumped out of the way, but she wasn't letting him get away. She didn't look all that old. Could be twenties...or even teens. Well built too.

The elf had to find a way to disarm her, but all he could think about right now is if Peter's having as hard of time as he is.

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"So this is how you get you're kicks?" Spider-Man asked angrily as he dodged a swipe from someone who was thought to be his friend. He jumped onto the wall, and she was not far. He looked into her eyes. It seemed like she did not want to do this. That gives him hope.

"I don't expect you to understand," she yelled trying her hardest to sound angry, even though the emotion she's feeling right now is anything but fury. Spidey jumped off the roof and landed on the wall. She continued to try and hit him. He continued to dodge.

"I understand you're trying to kill me right now," Spidey shot back. "I understand that you work for Fisk. And I understand you've been deceiving me from the start."

She finally succeeded in tackling him down. He grabbed his waist and pinned him to the floor. It was right then when she realized the Spider-Man had the upper hand in this fight. He wore a full mask...he doesn't have to worry about making the wrong face. Black Cat put on an angry one, in hopes that she will win this fight.

"I wasn't deceiving you!" she shouted as she struggled to keep her foe down. She never realized how good of a fight he really was. "I didn't spy on you for him if that's what you think."

Spidey finally broke free from her grasp and jumped onto the ceiling. He spun a web from each hand and stuck her to the floor. He knew he didn't have much time before she released herself, so he made sure the web was strong.

"Then why are you doing this?" he yelled. "You seemed to go from thinking I'm a ball of string to thinking I'm tuna in record-breaking time!"

As predicted, she quickly broke free from the webs and once again tried to swipe at him. He anticipated this, thanks to his spider-sense, and jumped off the roof. She continued to try and swipe him, and was successful a few times. Nothing major, just a few annoying scratches. He tried to punch back, but she caught both of his punches and dug her possibly-fake nails into his arm. He tried to reframe from shouting because of the pain, but he wasn't very successful.

"That's none of you're business!" she yelled at him.

"None of my business?" Spider-Man asked trying to talk through the pain. "You digging those needles into my arm kinda makes in my business."

She eventually released him and the both jumped backwards. It hurt Spidey to stick to the wall. He looked at his arms to realize that blood seemed to replace the red and black material on his forearm. He has no choice but to live with it.

"Get out of here," she said fiercely.

"Can't do that," replied Spider-Man. "Not yet." Not until he sees the signal.

"Get out of here," she repeated. "Or I will kill you."

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She grabbed his arm and pushed a pressure point bringing him to his knees. Nightcrawler yelped at the pain and remained determined to complete his mission. The woman put the sai to his blue, furry throat mildly cut it. He felt the warm blood oozing from his neck, which brang shivers down his spine. "What do you want here?" she asked viciously

BAMF!

Nightcrawler reappeared behind her quickly and grabbed her into a choke hold. "I can do this all night, Dame," insisted the elf as he tightened his grip. "So you can either leave right now, or-"

Suddenly, the woman broke free from Nightcrawler's grasp and threw him against the wall. Nightcrawler couldn't help but think how the hell Peter can take this every night.They were foot to foot. Eye too eye. The sight of Nightcrawlre's blood put a smile on the woman's face. That means that she is able to kill him. "Or what?" she challanged. He didn't seem like much of a fighter, and if the only weapon the elf has is teleporting, then the woman is not worried at all.

"Or..." He began as he resumed his balance.

BAMF!

He was gone.

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"You're one of those girls that goes crazy when you're boyfriend didn't call you at 7 o'clock sharp, aren't you?" asked Spider-Man trying desperately not to lose grip on the wall.

Black Cat tackled Spider-Man down once again and pinned his arms to the floor. "This isn't a game!"

Spider-Man easily broke free and kicked Cat off of him. "Then why is this so fun?" he shot back. He was lying of course, he wasn't having a blast. It's just some mindless chatter to keep his foes off balance. It usually works, but Black Cat seems to be on top of his game. They never actually fought before, and for seem reason, the thought had always infatuated Spider-Man.

The fight continued, and neither of the two showed any signs of backing down. Spider-Man gained a few more scrapes and Cat gained a few more bruises.

"So, this is how he deals with his hard-to-beat enemies, I take it," because Spider-Man. He needed an upper hand, so he tried the talking card. "Sending a supernatural beauty to do his dirty work. Out of curiosity, how many people have you killed?"

She tackled him down and pinned his arms to the floor once more. "None," she responded bluntly.

He rolled her over then pinned her arms to the floor. "None? I'm impressed." He spat as if he was her superior. He didn't wait for her to kick him off her, he jump to the ceiling on his own.

The clinged onto the ceiling and felt the pain in his arms from Cat's nails pulsing. He couldn't help but to look around the room he was in. The office was thrashed. It looked like it belonged to a important man in Fisk's business. Maybe even Fisk himself. That would be funny. He spun a web onto the doorway of the room and prepared to swing out. He thought that maybe a little chase would ware her down. He jumped off the ceiling and swung to the door, but suddenly, the webline was cut.

He landed hard on the floor, gaining a few more bruises and cuts after rolling over a few pieces of broken glass. He quickly looked up to see the one who cut his line. Another woman. Before he could say anything, she beat him too it.

"I hope you're a better fight then that demon," she spat taking a fight position with a weapon in one hand.

"Demon?" he asked. Now Spider-Man was worried. "What happened to him?" he yelled. "What did you do to him?"

"Nothing," she said in asultry soft voice. "He escaped all on his own."

Spider-Man's stomach dropped. He couldn't believe what he had just heard. After carrying around tons of confidence, the knews of Kurt's escape made it all disappear. Suddenly, he was alone. In a building full of people waiting to kill him. Toe to toe with two vixens who are working for the most powerful criminal in the world. But one thought stood ontop of Peter's mind. One through that will take along time for Peter to shake. Kurt abandoned the girl...and him.


Fight for honor, fight for your life. Pray to god that what I'm doing is right. Even though we won, I still may loose. I see my childhood filled without cares. Grew up so fast. Where did those years go? Memories wont let you cry unless I don't return tonight. So many soldiers on the other side, I fight for my life, but I will not take their's. Taste the Blood. Taste my fate. Live for suffer. Live for victory. One last breath. One last dance.