Wow! I am humbled. Thank you everyone who is reading this. I honestly didn't expect very many people to find this story in this odd corner of crossover fanfiction. Special thanks to my reviewers. You are awesome. Anyway here is the next chapter.

Disclaimer: Let me check. Nope, still don't own it.

I love this new chapter. Catwoman is just fun to write. I wish I knew more cat puns.

Catwoman

Clouds covered the rising moon as a black shadow ran across Gotham's rooftops. Conditions were perfect for the woman leaping across them. Selena Kyle, a.k.a. Catwoman, was in her element. Everything was going her way, from the tip off to the weather. She licked her lips like a cat with cream. Selena knew that a visiting drug lord had just purchased a number of beautiful necklaces for his mistresses, necklaces Catwoman would be delighted to relieve him of. The target was only in town tonight, so she had to move fast but her sources said security should be minimal. Hopefully, it will be a quick in-and-out job.

She leaped across an alley way and landed on her desired roof top, one that over looked the balcony of her target. She settled down to watch the place and purred to herself as she held up her binoculars. Yes, her source was right. Only two men, though they were pretty big, and no visible security system. She was about to stand up and ready herself to start the job when she saw the man in question walk in. She snarled silently because he brought four more huge bodyguards with him. Really, where did these guys find henchmen like that? As she watched, tense on her perch, the brute gave orders for his security to leave the room. One man stationed himself on the balcony that she was planning to use as her entrance, a stumbling block for her plans but not impossible, while the others went out the front door. Then he removed the horrendous painting of hunting dogs (yuck), revealing the safe. Really, the man was an idiot, buying a cheap safe like that. Catwoman caught her breath, hoping that she was about to see his combination. That would certainly make things easier for her. She was practically purring again. He ruined it however, when she got a good look at the electronic pad next to the safe. Instead of entering his combination, he activated a security system. It electrified the safe and set the alarms on the windows and doors. Catwoman recognized the setup, of course. She was a professional. It was a good one; one she had broken before but not without special tools that she couldn't get on short notice. Even Batman wouldn't have anything to short out the alarms safely, at least nothing he would give her. Pity, that.

She sighed and got up to leave. She wasn't stupid or completely reckless, regardless of what Batman might think of her. She knew that this was one bird that would fly the coop, but there would be others. She was about to take off for home to lick her metaphoric wounds when she heard someone shriek in the alley below.

A thug was attacking a pretty young woman with long orange hair. It looked like he had come up behind her and grabbed her, hence the shriek. Catwoman readied herself to leap to the girl's rescue, excited to let out some of her disappointment on the man. Before she could however, the girl proved herself capable of taking care of the man on her own. She pulled out three blue metal rods which she connected and swung back at her attacker, hitting him in the head so he let her go. She spun to face him and held her weapon in a defensive position. When he tried to grab her again, she poked him in the chest and he seized like he was tazed and fell without a sound.

Selena was impressed. "Nice work," she called down before swinging from the rooftop to land beside the redhead. "How did you do that?" She nudged the twitching man with her toe.

The woman looked her up and down in suspicion but answered, "My Perfect Climatact. I created a little lightning to knock him out."

"Really?" Selena gasped. She was thinking quickly, maybe tonight wouldn't be a complete waste. Maybe she could strike a deal with this woman, or just steal her weapon. Either way, Selena decided to be upfront with her from the beginning. "People call me Catwoman, I'm a thief. You are?"

"Nami, the cat burglar," the girl said with a smug smile. "I'm also a pirate and a navigator."

"Really?" Catwoman repeated. She liked this Nami especially that she was proud of her "cat burglar" title. Maybe they could work together; a partial score is better than nothing. "Want to help me pull a job?"

"I usually only steal from pirates," Nami said. She seemed honestly disappointed about that. "Besides, I need to find the rest of my crew. We were separated." She started to turn, like she was leaving.

Catwoman smiled and threw her arm around her new friend, trying to put her at ease and not letting her get away. "Trust me girl, this guy is worse than a pirate. He's a drug lord, a parasite, and I was hoping to relieve him of several diamond necklaces he bought for his many mistresses. Tell you what, you help me nab the ice and I'll help you find your friends."

Nami smiled, and Selena swore she could see dollar signs in her eyes. To be honest, it was a little disturbing. "Deal," the pirate-woman agreed. "Lead the way, Catwoman."

Catwoman led the way back up to the roof. Nami was surprisingly agile considering she was only wearing a bikini top and skin tight jeans. Selena's cat-suit was just as tight but at least it was practical. When they reached the ledge overlooking the mark's balcony, Catwoman pointed out their obstacles. In order: brute on the balcony, alarm on the door, electrified safe, the safe itself, the muscle outside the suite, and getting out unseen. Nami nodded as Selena explained, completely at ease. However, when Catwoman started to explain her plan, (which she was kind of making up as she went, trying to fit the other women into her plans), Nami stopped her with a raised hand.

"Please, leave it to me," she said with a smirk. She twirled a section of her pipe and little bubbles came out. Inside the bubbles were little black clouds that, when the bubbles popped after Nami waved them across the street, formed a black cloud the size of a large cat right over the head of the clueless goon. "Watch this," Nami said with a wink and sent a different kind of bubble floating across. Catwoman could barely make out a yellow crackle of electricity inside. When the new bubble hit the cloud, it created a streak of lightning that knocked the guard out.

Selena had to admit she was impressed. That feeling only grew when she went to swing across the street with her whip.

"Wait," Nami said and did something complicated with her pipe again. She swung it in front of them and took hold of the whip alongside Catwoman. "I created a mirage, so no one will see us on our way over."

"Purfect," Catwoman whispered and together the women swung across the street, landing neatly on the balcony. Leaving the pirate to keep watch on the street, Selena examined the door, trying to tell if the alarm was still active. Luckily for them, Nami's lightning had fried the wires, but not tripped the alarm. It was beautiful and soon the two cat burglars were standing before the safe considering their options again.

"Would more lightning short it out?" Nami whispered. She had already tried a light zap, but it didn't work.

"No," Catwoman frowned. "Last time I turned it off with a stolen hand print scan, but I've heard that grounding it could work." She was frustrated. Earlier she thought the lighting would work, but it looked like a bust.

"What about water?"

"What do you mean?" Selena turned to her new friend.

"I could make a rain cloud and blow it into the box and break it that way. Electronics don't do well in wet right?"

"I knew I liked you for a reason," the older woman preened.

Nami's plan worked like a charm and it only took half a minute for Catwoman to crack the safe, revealing their treasure. Within moments, they were swinging back across the street, their pockets bulging with diamond necklaces. They ran all the way to Selena's apartment, high on the endorphins of a successful job.

Inside the penthouse apartment, Nami lounged on the couch petting Selena's cat, Isis, while Selena laid out the loot to split. Catwoman liked her new friend even more than before, since Isis had given her seal of approval.

"I can't believe how smooth that was," Catwoman congratulated her accomplice as she split the take 50/50. She had tried for a 20/80 split but Nami talked her into a more even share, on their way back. Despite herself, Selena was impressed. The girl could haggle.

"I know, much easier than stealing from pirates," Nami agreed as she lazily grabbed a necklace to evaluate the quality of the stones. She laughed when Isis batted at it. "Much, much easier than pirates, though most pirates don't rely so heavy on worthless security. Anyway, this was fun, but now I need to find my crew."

"I said I would help you with that, didn't I?" Catwoman said as she locked up her share in her own safe, a much better quality one than the one she just cracked. She sat down next to Nami, allowing her other cats to swarm her as she considered their options. Penguin usually had a good network, and she'd have to go to him anyway to fence some of the necklaces. He wasn't trustworthy though and would demand a high price from Nami. They hadn't known each other long but Selena knew that Nami would hate to spend that kind of money. Who else would be able to help a poor lost pirate? Not really a pirate though, Selena thought, more like a damsel in distress. Who did she know who would always help a damsel in distress?

"I know just who to ask to; a man who has his fingers on the pulse of this town. If your crew is in the city he'll know." She looked out the window to see the batsignal light up the sky. "And we don't even have to call him ourselves. Come on, Nami."

The two women returned to running along the roof tops, heading to the source of the light, which was on top of the police station. Suddenly, Catwoman stopped, struck by a sudden thought.

"Nami, two things before I introduce you to Batman," Selena said carefully. "First, don't talk about our job tonight and don't introduce yourself as a pirate and a thief. He's a bit of a sour puss about breaking the law."

"Okay, gotcha," Nami agreed with a shrug. "And the other thing?"

"I saw him first, so hands off."