Welcome to Chapter 13, finally! I had a real bad case of writer's block and couldn't seem to think of a good direction for this story. So, I returned to my catwoman comics and books and found some real genuine ideas for this story. So, It looks like this story is good to go! In this chapter, there'll be a bit of switching between Keira and her alter ego Catwoman. I thought that, looking back, Catwoman herself hasn't had much action or been too prominant lately. But enough useless drabble on to the story!
----- Keira held tightly onto Jak's waist as he flung the zoomer around a tight corner. Keira had to admit to herself, Jak could drive a little faster. Even though he was already flying around corners at incredable speed, it just wasn't fast enough for Keira. She just wanted to get confronting Erol over with so she could get home and work on her "pride and joy".
That "pride and joy" was a project that she had in motion for a while now. It was a "cat-cycle". A special zoomer that was custom built just for her. It could reach incredable speeds that no "normal" person could handle or react to fast enough to prevent a collision. It would also have a special body style. It would be sleek and black, with headlights in the shape of cat's eyes and a unique exhaust pipe shaped like a cat's tail. She was even planning on putting a cat face plate over the engine. It was her dream to have a zoomer meant for her special cat-like abilities and to satisfy her need for speed.
She glanced up at the sky. The sun was almost completely set which created a tint of red and orange to the sky. It was like a pool of colors for the sun bathe in and just a marvel for the eyes to watch. She observed her surroundings. To Jak, the buildings were a blur to his eyes as he sped the zoomer along. But to Keira, to Catwoman, everything seemed to move in slow motion. She could see every detail of the buildings, down to the slightest crack in the walls. She noted that her destinationwas mere yards away.
Jak slowed to a stop in an alleyway close to the elaborate house, which stood out like a sore thumb. 'Just Erol's style: flashy and gaudy.' Keira hopped off the zoomer and just as Jak was about to follow her, she stopped him. "Thanks for the lift, but I can take it from here."
Jak was taken aback by the comment, "What, I can't lend you a hand? I--"
"I won't have it." She said quickly. "First, this is my problem and second, I like to work alone."
Jak sighed. Judging by the look on her face he wasn't going to change her mind. "Ok, but promise me you'll be careful..."
"I can't promise anything." And in an instant she was gone.
---- Jak hopped back on the zoomer and drove off. It was something that he was going to have to get used to. Keira would never be the same again. At times, she'd be her plain old self and at other times she'd be Catwoman. Because of Catwoman she has a tendancy to have fierce independant streaks and the need to be alone and aloof. But one thing was for sure, it surprised Jak that she could adapt to her "new self" so quickly. And seeing that gave Jak hope for himself.
---- It was completely dark out now. She pulled off her white top and purple pants to reveal her black leather clothing on underneath. She fished around in her purse for her mask and pulled it on over her face; she grabbed her whip.
Keira, now fully Catwoman, scanned the general vicinity of the large, beige house for a way in. 'Too easy' She thought to herself. Catwoman leapt onto the roof. Her feet landed quietly so that not a single footstep could be heard. She approached a window and raised her gloved hand to it. She took a claw and drew a huge circle in the window; she gently pushed the glass out.
She entered. 'Piece of catnip.' She glanced around the room. Much to her surprise, there was nothing worth taking. Just a bunch of personal belongings and worthless pictures and figureines. She exited the room and entered a large hallway. No lights were on anywhere and she didn't hear the slightest breath being made. She assumed that Erol wasn't home yet.
It was obvious that she was on the third floor. She approached the banister and looked over it. She looked down the spiraling staircase. As she turned her head, she saw light bounce off of an object. 'It just might be valuable...' Cats in general seemed to have a fedish for shiny objects and tended to be attracted to them. Hence "Cat Burgulars".
Though she was still disappointed that Erol wasn't home right now. She'd have to wait, but she was going to make it a point to take anything valuable from him. She quietly slinked down the stairs and headed toward that object she saw. For some odd reason the first floor had a strange feel to it so she was espicially quiet. She examined the object carefully. It was a crystal clear glass statue that stood six inches high and had 'cat's eye gems' for the eyes. It was simple beautiful. She ooohed over it for a moment before extending her hand to take it.
"I wouldn't touch that if I were you." A voice from a dark corner in the room threatened. It sounded a bit muffled, so who's voice it was, was a bit to hard to make out.
Catwoman snached the glass cat and casually put it in her purse. She didn't seem the least bit surprised or intimidated by the voice. "Who are you? 'Cause if you are here looking for Erol, you'll have to get in line because I was here first."
It stepped out of the shadows; she gasped at what it was. It was like a six foot robotic cat, but something about it didn't seem completely robotic... It was jet black like the outfit Keira was wearing and could easily be mistaken as Catwoman from a distance.
"You can call me CyberCat. And, yes, Catwoman...you have met your match."
Catwoman eyed her opponent. It was obviously a woman. "Look, I'm not here to fight. I'm just waiting for someone."
"Aww, pussycat too scared to fight?"
One thing was for sure: never call Catwoman a pussycat. She was feeling fired up now. "Ok, bitch now you're asking for it. " Catwoman showed her claws to CyberCat.
"Ha, is that all you've got! Two inch claws?" CyberCat released her claws from her mechanical looking hands. Each claw was ten inches long. She charged toward Catwoman and Catwoman charged back.
Catwoman jumped into the air. She spiraled in midair, just missing CyberCat's claws, and she landed a strong kick on CyberCat's face. "Owwww!" Catwoman staggered back. CyberCat laughed. 'That has to be metal plating. The body movements are too fluid and the voice too human. It has to be a suit. Someone has to be inside of CyberCat.' Catwoman had to think fast.
"My turn." CyberCat threw her claws out at Catwoman. She tried to dodge it, but she was caught by the tail end of the claws. They tore at her stomach leaving three claw marks. Catwoman let out a howl. CyberCat took another swing aiming for her head this time.
Catwoman ducked and landed on all fours. CyberCat leapt after her, her claws ready to dig into Catwoman. Catwoman threw herself to the right and spotted a vase. She grabbed it and threw it at CyberCat. Crash! It slammed against CyberCat's head. It didn't even leave a dent, but it appeared to take the breath away from whoever was in that suit.
She went for the opprotunity of tripping the CyberCat. Catwoman dropped to the floor and threw both legs underneath CyberCat. CyberCat fell to the floor and Catwoman pulled out her whip to give this person a nice whiplash.
CyberCat laughed again, "You're just a scared little girl playing dress-up." CyberCat jumped up, missing the tip on the whip. "Now to finally eliminate this little pest. You should have stayed home, little girl." CyberCat raised her arm to Catwoman and in a split seconds time five missle launched out of a spring loaded turret.
Catwoman jumped backwards into the air, twisting and turning just right to avoid the oncoming missles. Catwoman realized what she was dealing with and jumped out of the window and dashed into the dark of the night.
CyberCat stared at the window Catwoman flew out of. "You don't know what you are dealing with..." She said to the air. "You wanted to find your killer and you did, Keira. I was standing right in your face. And if you can't beat me now, you never will."
Back on the banister of the third floor a cat's tail could be seen twitching in the moonlight.
Ohhh...this is getting good and I'm getting to the fun part. I had a great time coming up with the fight scene. The boring, more talkative scenes I hate doing, but I love trying to bring action to life. I'll have the 14th chapter up as quick as I can get it up!
Oh and PLEASE R & R. I KNOW that there are other people reading this story, I have over 1,100 hits, so could some of you kindly review this for me. I'd really like to hear what you like about the story and what I can improve!
