She giggled, watching the old news report with a french fry in her mouth. She had just finished devouring some tuna and was now treating herself to a little junk food. Felicia Hardy, a smooth, sensual, rich young woman with platinum blonde hair, sat at her screen wearing only a long black shirt with a bat symbol on it.
On the screen were news reports of the Batman. There was no real footage, except one year ago detailing *the Kobra Terrorist attack. She had been scouring the internet, determined to find as many facts about this mysterious, alluring and attractive vigilante. She had just woken up, having a pleasant dream about him. Since that dream, she had plastered a smile on her face. Her entire goal, at the current moment, was to understand his methodology. She didn't know what came over her, this craving to understand him and his mannerisms but she just wanted, needed, to know more.
She threw off the shirt and walked over to her closet, pulling out her costume. Once her form fitting, black leather suit was on, the Black Cat opened her window and jumped out. She whipped her line out and began swinging through the city with a wide smirk, her destination decided.
Standing on a rooftop, overlooking a new bank that has just opened in Hell's Kitchen, Black Cat smiled mischievously upon eyeing it. She had been scouting the place several months before, learning the security patterns and such but decided against infiltrating the place. Now, there was some reason to go – a famous diamond had just been deposited into the bank and was being kept under heavy guard. Surveillance was also installed, making it hard to sneak past without disabling the systems. However, there was always a way.
Black Cat snuck into the ventilation shaft of the building, the passageway being conveniently big enough to allow a person to crawl through. That's just what she did, moving through the vents silently and passing the grates that allowed her to see inside.
After coming upon a grate that opened into an empty room, Black Cat came down and stood in the janitor's closet. Taking off her costume and mask, she tied her hair into a bun and put on the janitor's clothes. Luckily for her, the janitor was a woman.
Grabbing a mop and a bucket, she walked out into the halls and kept her head down, her hat shadowing her face. The guards paid no attention to her, as this was the time for the janitor to start cleaning. The real one was unfortunately asleep due to sleeping pills slipped into her coffee earlier that evening.
Discreetly, Black Cat slipped into the diamond room where she saw the vault. When the guards weren't paying attention, she had subtly grabbed their all-access keycards. Smiling to herself, she made sure no one was around or coming and began opening the vault. She stepped inside, gazing upon the diamond. Because of the fact that she used the keycard, the automatic lasers and defenses were shut off, which allowed her to walk right up to the glass, lift it up and nab the diamond. She closed the vault and reached down into her mop bucket, pulling her costume back out and changing. After getting back into her comfortable "work clothes", she walked over to the keycard scanner and kicked it. The malfunctioned wires turned the camera back on and she waved at the camera, blowing a kiss at it.
Not long after, the alarm began kicking off and Black Cat reopened the vault before bolting down the hall. A guard came running up to her and tried to attack her with a nightstick but she proved to be too agile, kicking him in the groin and forcing him to double over. She jumped over him and made it back into the room beyond the hall. She whipped her line and ascended to the roof, where she burst through glass. Now above all of the scrambling guards, Black Cat swung away.
She smiled, proud of herself, knowing that it would get the attention that she hoped it would. She landed on a rooftop several feet away, glancing back at the bank. Below her, cop cars sped to the scene.
"Good luck finding anything… I'm long gone."
"I wouldn't say that."
Black Cat spun around, her eyes wide when she realized that the person she thought would be there wasn't actually him. Instead, who stood above her, staring down at her was a man dressed in bright red. He had on a devil-themed costume with two large Ds on his chest that overlapped each other. He also had two red escrima sticks in his hand.
He jumped down, flipping through the air, before landing crouched, like a dark animal. He raised his head slowly, glaring at her.
"You're going to return what you stole." He told her gruffly.
"Who the hell are you?" Black Cat asked.
"Call me Daredevil and this… is my side of town." He took up a stance, holding out his sticks. "Tell me, are you doing to do this the easy way or the hard way?"
Black Cat smirked devilishly before ferally growling at him.
"Hard way it is." Daredevil began running forward while Black Cat held out her hand and shot her finger-claws at Daredevil, who flipped back and avoided them. She then immediately let out her grappling hook, swinging away from the rooftop. Taking out his own line, Daredevil threw it and began chasing after her. They eventually stopped on top of a higher building than the last one, the two facing off against each other.
"Enough of this." Daredevil said, his tone one of finality. He burst forth, sweeping off her feet and onto her back. He pinned her down with his knee to her stomach and held his stick to her neck. "You've been beaten."
Black Cat grinned, glaring up at Daredevil. "No… I'm not trying to fight you. You see… I'm just stalling."
As if on cue, batarangs suddenly flew through the air and Daredevil was forced to jump back to dodge them. Stepping out of the shadows, a tall, dark figure walked forward.
"Leave her." Batman commanded.
Daredevil furrowed his brow. "I can't hear his heartbeat… his footsteps are silent… even his breath..."
"Who are you?" Daredevil demanded.
Batman didn't answer and simply walked over to Black Cat, holding his hand out to her. She smiled and took it, rising up beside him. She leaned over and whispered in his ear, "Give him hell, baby." She then walked away, leaving Batman to face Daredevil.
"I could still hear her as clear as day but I still can't hear anything from this man… He's almost too silent…"
Batman sprung forward and threw several more batarangs at Daredevil, who blocked the projectiles with his sticks. The two began engaging each other, trading punches and kicks.
Batman's slightly stronger build allowed him to withstand Daredevil's agile attacks as well as pack a stronger punch but Daredevil's sharper senses gave him the ability to stay aloof from Batman's strikes.
Batman dropped down and did a low spinning kick. Daredevil jumped above it and tried to kick Batman in the head. Batman blocked it with his arm before grabbing Daredevil and throwing him to the ground. The man recovered, landing on his hands and using his other leg to kick Batman in the stomach, knocking him back. He was unfazed by the attack and retaliated with a sidekick to Daredevil's ribs, the man cringing slightly from the blow.
Daredevil recovered quickly and ran forward, tackling Batman off the roof. Batman grappled the rooftop and the two swung through the window glass, rolling on the ground. Daredevil groaned, sitting up but feeling Batman was no longer there.
Daredevil readied himself and stood up. He exhaled and tried reaching out his senses, attempting to find his location, to hear is heartbeat.
"This man is good… silent, unmoving… I can't even hear his heartbeat. Has he slowed it to the point where it can't be heard?"
Tension flew through the silent air as the man in red attempted to sense the Batman but to no avail. "How? Where is he?"
Daredevil began looking around wildly, unable to hear or feel him therefore making him unable to "see". "Where..." He whispered softly, the sound coming out like a breathy gasp. "Where are you?" He said this more clearly, more apparent. "Where are you?!"
"Here."
BAM!
As if from nowhere, Batman sprung from the shadows and docked Daredevil in the jaw, a black bat-themed brass knuckle in his hand. Daredevil twisted in the air before falling to the floor. Wasting no time, Batman pounced on him, grabbing his color and bringing the man close to his face.
"Next time you see that woman, you'll stay away from her. If you don't, I will hunt you down and I will make you feel as if your worst nightmare has come true… I'll make you feel numb, without any of your senses and all you'll feel is what you felt on that day… the fear of true blindness, of true pitch-black darkness. Goodnight, Murdock."
Batman raised his head and hooked him in the head, knocking Daredevil out and then dropping the man to the floor. Batman then turned off the gadget he made to block out the sound of his heart.
"A useful gadget… I may have to make more use of this in the future."
He reached for his grapnel launcher before firing it up to the air and flying to the rooftop, where Black Cat stood waiting.
"Well, it's about time you showed up." She stated nonchalantly, hands on her hips.
"What were you doing?"
"Doing what I do best."
"No, you weren't. You were trying to get my attention. You let yourself get seen on camera, something you would never do, so that it would be seen on the news channel by me. However, I knew from the area that you were in that the first person you ran into would be Hell's Kitchen's vigilante so I decided to prepare myself."
"Well, I've been a bad kitty and I just wanted a big, strong bat around to hold me..." She sultrily said, wrapping her arms around his neck.
Batman remained unfazed, looking down at her and into her eyes. "Where's the diamond you stole?"
Black Cat shrugged. "I must have dropped it. But, if you're still not sure…" She reached for the zipper on her suit and pulled it down until it was just under her navel, revealing her ample cleavage and slim stomach. "Feel free to do a strip search."
"I'll pass." Batman stated, yet not backing away from her or speaking harshly.
"Too bad." She said, keeping the zipper down. She wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him. At first, Batman didn't respond but eventually complied, passionately returning her motions. His hand flew to the small of her back and other hand on the back of her head as her leg pressed up against his hip.
Before the kiss could lead to something too heated, Batman stopped the kiss but didn't push her away, simply staring into her eyes while breathing softly. She smiled up at him, an odd innocent look in her eye as she licked her lips slowly and tenderly.
"I've researched you."
"Have you now?"
"I learned about what you are… not the man underneath but this as you are now…" She grinned from ear-to-ear. "And I don't think I've ever been more thrilled about learning something. I know what thrills you too..." She stepped back, walking over to the edge of the roof. She reached into her suit and pulled out the diamond she had stolen earlier. She winked at him before shooting her line out into the city. "Chase me, Batman." She dared before swinging away.
As she swung away, Batman smirked slightly before firing off his grapnel launcher and swinging after her.
She glanced back when she saw the Batman chasing her and she smiled. "He's so sexy..." She thought as they gracefully swung through the city, playing their game of cat-and-mouse. "He wants to make it authentic, as if we're really enemies. He wants to catch me first."
Their shadows whipped past the windows, their dark figures colored by the moonlight. Batman pressed forward, getting close enough to tackle her. They fell through the slide door glass of a nearby apartment, Batman hitting the glass first. With Batman on his back, Black Cat straddled him, her lips hovering over his.
"Where are we? Your apartment?"
"Mhm." She smiled, purring.
Batman and Black Cat kissed each other again but this time with more familiarity and adventurousness. Black Cat sat up and pulled the top half of her suit off, fully revealing her upper body to him. Batman removed his belt and Black Cat leaned back down, pulling up the top half of his suit. Just before she got to his lips, Batman grabbed her shoulders and said in low voice, almost like a growl, "The masks stay on."
Black Cat smiled upon hearing this. "I would like nothing more."
After that, the two needed no more words. They're connection of the flesh was enough to nearly knock over or break everything in the room. It would be many hours before the notion of rest even crossed their minds.
Batman and Black Cat lay in her bed, Batman with his hand resting behind his head and Black Cat laying on his chest. The makeup that covered up *his long vertical scar had partly come off. The two had a single blanket over the lower halves of their bodies as the only article of clothing left on them were their masks.
The sun was beginning to shine through the curtains but the two, so wrapped and enticed by each other, didn't notice it. They were so consumed by the other, that, in fact, they had not slept the entire night.
"Tell me..." Black Cat started softly, her hand running up and down Batman's stomach. "Has anyone told you how sexy you are?"
"Not in the last few days, no."
She kissed him, hard. "Consider yourself told."
A.N.: Alright, chap 3 done! I hope everyone enjoyed it and no, don't worry, it is not over yet. I still have one more chappie to pump out and then it's all over. Honestly, writing this chapter, makes me almost want to replace Catwoman with Black Cat and just never introduce her. Almost. I don't hate Catwoman as a pairing but Black Cat feels different and, I don't know, more fun to write. I'm actually considering making her a regular Batman pairing in my main Chronicles series but I don't know. What do you think? Let me know along with your thoughts on the story in general! Thanks and see you next chapter!
Green out.
*That incident takes place in the story Batman Chronicles: Origins, another story I wrote that took place a year and a half before this story's events happened.
*See profile for description.