Chapter 3 - [AT] Cat Fight!

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"I'm don't usually kill people but you know my identity and I can't let it get out!" She proceeds to pounce towards me. It was quick thinking on my part to say that the memory stick had a tracker in it otherwise I wouldn't be able to explain how I found her.

"Stop dodging you slippery bastard! Your worse than the bat!" She is continually attacking me but with my advanced spider senses and my Shield training provided by Earl I keep dodging her. Honestly it's mostly my spider senses, I may have training and mastered a few martial arts but I don't have the actual experience and my supernatural senses are making up for that.

Leaning back from a hand swipe that looked like it would have hurt. "Listen, miss Kyle I won't tell anyone about your identity, I just really need that memory stick, MY LIFE DEPENDS ON IT!" Oh shit, she just tried to kick my BALLS in!

"How would I be able to trust you!" She makes a fair point, quick think, how can I get her to trust me. "I don't have a way for you to fully trust me but if you help me I could point you towards a big score, it will certainly raise a lot of money for your charities." Human greed is universal... right?

Oh.. It seems to be working, she's stopped.

Wait, she's taking her belt off.. Is she trying to seduce me? It might wo- OUCH WHAT THE F.U.C.K, THATS NOT A BELT ITS A F.U.C.K.I.N.G WHIP! That didn't work and now my face is f.u.c.k.i.n.g stinging.

I keep trying to talk to her but she just keeps swinging her whip, I've travelled through most of her condo and she's corralled me towards a corner with only a singular door behind me which I've been forced into. Back flipping into a corner of the room, I take a moment to observe it. It seems to be her bedroom and has all the items you'd expect of an 'uptown girl', there also seems to be some really s.e.xy lingerie laid out across her bed.

"You like my new lingerie hmmm" Oh shit, I didn't even realise she was standing at the door. "You know, you've given me a way to trust you, if only a little. It would only be fair if I come up with a way for you to trust me."

She begins to walk to her dresser and rifle through her makeup.

"What do you say? Are you up for it big boy?" She questions while walking towards me. She's applying some delicious strawberry lipstick to her lips. "I think we should start.. Trusting.. each other, do you agree?" She's right in front of me now and I'm star struck, I can't speak.

She takes of her top and shows me her bra covered b.r.e.a.s.ts. She grabs me by the sides of my head and draws me closer to her, she repeats her question "Do you agree?". I go to speak but it's too late, she's already kissing me and I don't want her to stop.

Suddenly she backs off and I'm confused. "I thought we were starting to.. Trust.. each other?" I question but she just smiles at me and says "Have a nice nap".

Wait... What does she- I begin to stumble and just before everything fades to black I see her pulling her lipstick out.

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God damn it. She just drugged me using her lipstick. F.u.c.k.i.n.g rookie mistake. Where am I?

I look up and see her sitting at a computer, I try to get up silently but I can't. She's put me on her bed and she's used ropes to tie me to the four bed posts, I'm also completely n.a.k.e.d for some reason with no cover. She looks up, she heard me straining the rope and pulling the post.

"Your up quick. That usually lasts longer" She turns around and starts to walk towards me. "What can I say s.e.xy, I'm a better starter than most" I start to flirt to see if I can distract her.

She just looks mildly amused "Cute. What ever happened to 'miss Kyle'?" I nod towards my nethers "I think we're past that point in our relationship. In fact, I think we're way past it" She just smiles.

It's getting silent, I don't do well with silence. "Can you let me go? I won't tell anyone anything, I won't say anything about you taking advantage of me while I slept!" Huh. I guess Peter rubbed off on me more than I thought if I'm starting to make crappy jokes, I suppose I should call them quips. Heh.

She ignores what I said. "I took off your clothes to make sure you didn't have anything in you. Like a tracker." Oh. " I've also found that memory stick you were talking about but there's a password and I can't get into it." Shit I can't tell her the password.

"I'm not telling you the password. I can't let anyone have the information on that stick." She just squints her eyes at me. "I guess we are at an impasse then and I'm going to have to get rid of you" Shit, quick think. What does a kleptomaniac want most?

"Wait.. Your a cat burglar right? And your a lone wolf, surely there's some places you wouldn't be able to rob on your own. I can help you, I could even serve as a distraction!" She looks bewildered. "W- What?" She questions.

I press on. "Yeah, you know I'm capable. I'm stronger than a normal human, I'm more flexible, I'm trained and I can stick to walls! I should be able to help you, and this way you can get some dirt on me as well and I can get my memory stick back!" Don't you just love it when a plan comes together.

She takes a few minutes to mull it over. "Okay, I do have my eye on something and I could do with some help but you ain't gonna get a cut. Your only getting the memory stick back" Great. "That's fine I only want the memory stick" she walks towards her wardrobe and starts to undress.

"Hey, not that I mind but what are you doing?" She starts putting her Catwoman costume on. "I'm going to put this memory stick somewhere where it won't be able to send out a signal so you won't betray me when I let you go." Right. I said it has a tracker in it.

I quickly stop her when she goes to leave through the window. "Wait, I need you to bring me some things so I can help you steal whatever it is your going to steal. I just need some old watches, some equipment(basically a chemistry set) and some chemicals which can be found in household appliances." I then begin to list the chemicals.

She starts to go to the window again and asks me a question. "Where do you think I'm going to find a bunch of old watches?" I stare at her blankly. "Because your a thief, you probably have a whole box full of stolen watches!"

She doesn't refute it. Before she goes I ask another question. "Who are we robbing then?" She smirks at me. "We're robbing Gotham's most ill.u.s.trious playboy billionaire. Bruce Wayne." And then she jumps out the window like she didn't say she's going to rob the F.U.C.K.I.N.G BATMAN IN THE NEXT FEW DAYS!

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