Catwoman VS Katarina A crisp, gentle wind blew through the air. It wasn't the coldest night Katarina had been subjected to, but to say she was dressed appropriately for the weather would be a stretch. Leaning against a building, she let out a sigh and turned her attention to the clear, star filled sky about her. The mission should be a relatively simple one. Catwoman, they called her. She let out a nervous laugh, cracking her neck in the process. There was only room in this world for one cat woman, and she was going to make damn sure it was Katarina. She had been tracking Selina for a while, she knew the routes she normally took. Unless she were late, Katarina expected her arrival would be sooner than later. She closed her eyes, listening to the howling wind before she heard a rustling sound. In the blink of an eye she readied herself, peaking around the corner of the rooftop wall as she scouted for her opponent It was past midnight when Catwoman finally emerged from a building and landed on the roof close to Katarina. She lifted off her goggles and sat down on the roof, legs dangling over the edge and admired the pearl necklace held within her fingers. "Beautiful," she said to herself. "That'll rake in some money." A sparkle glimmered in Katarina's eye as she saw the necklace Catwoman fondled. She didn't bother estimating it's value, all she knew was that she wanted it. As stealthily as she could, she slinked her way behind Catwoman before drawing a blade to her throat. "A gift, for me? You shouldn't have" she softly spoke into Catwoman's ear. Catwoman was taken by surprise but quickly manoeuvred around Katarina so she was behind her. "Not many people can sneak up on me," she said, pocketing the necklace. "Who are you?" A startled Katarina spun around, more offended that this woman didn't know who she was more than she was impressed at her speed. "You don't know who I am?" She playfully teased, pulling out one of her many blades, rotating it around her hand. "I thought my reputation as the Sinster Blade spoke for itself" Holstering her blade, she marched towards Catwoman. "That's a pretty little necklace you've got" she said, tilting her head towards her pocket. "What say you give it to me now and save me the trouble of killing you?" "This little thing?" Catwoman asked, storing the necklace into her cleavage. "I have no idea what you're talking about, and you should know better than to come to Gotham and start a fight." A quick as lightning, Catwoman took out her whip and lashed it against Katarina's hand, removing the blade and throwing it to the side. Katarina watched as her blade sailed off the balcony. A wicked grin spread across her face as she cracked her knuckles. "I always prefer the hard way" Then, charging in, she threw a fist aimed towards Catwomans jaw Catwoman ducked the punch and backflipped away, putting some space between the two of them so she could manoeuvre her whip. She may have been less of a brawler but her agility and flexibility allowed her to move far quicker than her opponent. "You'll have to do a little better than that," she said, cracking the whip against Katarina's foot, wrapping it around her ankle and throwing her to the floor. Catwoman then pounced on her, straddling her and pinning Katarina's arms. "You really do need to do better," she purred. "Omph" Kat let out a winded grunt as her back slammed against the unforgiving floor. She felt a slight pressure on her sides from Catwoman straddling her before pinning her arms back. "I think I can" Kat grinned, disappearing in a puff of smoke before appearing behind Catwoman, giving her a kick to her butt before pinning her arms over her foes head. "Better?" Catwoman's eyes widened when Katarina disappeared from under her and let out a loud cry when she was kicked down. "I guess it is," Catwoman said before grinning, managing to wriggle her legs free and wrapping them around Katarina's throat. "But I'm still better." Kat gagged a bit, caught off guard by her opponents flexibility. She could feel her lungs struggling for breath as a tremendous pressure formed around her neck. Still, she had leverage over her opponent, and using her free fist began banging strikes into Catwoman's chest Catwoman stifled a cry of pain and tried her best to hang on to Katarina's throat but once another blow landed, she was unable to keep her grasp and let go of the woman, falling to the floor. Katarina breathed a sigh of relief as Catwoman landed on her front. "Weak women have no place in this world" she snarled, rolling Catwoman onto her back and mounting her, squeezing her foes body with her powerful thighs. She then began unzipping her top, getting down to just below her navel before continuing her assault on Catwoman's breasts, slamming blow after below into her mounds. Catwoman was in a daze and once she came to she realised she was pinned. She struggled when Katarina started to unzip her top. "You creep!" she snarled before she wriggled her arms free and tried to protect herself from the blows. Katarina laughed as Catwoman struggled underneath her. After landing an especially effective punch into Catwoman's busty cleavage, she began to pull her top down to her shoulders before pausing. "Punching you is staring to make me sweat" she muttered, taking a second to remove her under sized leather jacket before viciously slapping Catwoman across the cheek The slap that connected to Catwoman's cheek was arguably the hardest she'd ever felt as it snapped her back into a faint daze. Her body laid there, sore and weak, and in that daze she tried to pull her zip back up. "Oh, I don't think so" Katarina swatted away Catwoman's hands from the zipper before bulling it down to her belt, yanking on the sides to expose her front. Then, putting her hands together, Kat delivered an axe-handle smash into Catwoman's stomach Catwoman pressed her hands over her bra, trying to gain some modesty but it left her very vulnerable to the strike and she let out a huge cry of pain when it connected, gasping for air. "Why so modest?" Kat teased, grabbing Catwoman by her bra and hoisting her up. "Look at you, all dressed up like a pretend hero. It's cute really, but leave the real work to a real woman" then, Katarina snaped a powerful punch into Catwoman's face, slamming her back down against the ground. "Because I'm being stripped by a freak," Catwoman groaned, yelling when she was punched in the face. She managed to get back to her feet weakly, and while one hand covered herself the other landed one final blow to Katarina before her energy was completely gone. Going down fighting. Kat just stood there as Catwoman's fist bumped into her belly, barely testing the strength of her tight abdominals. "I expected more" Kat sighed, as is disappointed before delivering a spinning kick aimed at a tired Catwomans breasts. Katarina raised a brow, intrigued by her foes defiance. "You hurt my feelings" Kat whined, rubbing her eyes to feign tears. WIth her opponent on her knees Kat began kicking her in the chest repeating, the process multiple times as an audible 'smack' filled the night Catwoman curled up in a fetal position and tried her best to soften the blows, the loud smack of Katarina connecting each other was followed by a cry of pain from the thief. After several blows, Katarina keeled down in front of Catwoman, trying her best not to chuckle. Then, raising her finger, she pushed Catwoman onto her back before pinning her hands on top of her head. "Give up?" Catwoman had just about managed to do up her zip on her outfit after Katarina stopped her blows, she faintly struggled as she was pinned to the ground on her, but reluctantly, she nodded. "I give up, take the necklace," Katarina grinned. "Too easy" Cracking her neck, she grabbed the necklace, setting it aside as she looked at her opponents eyes. "I don't know why I expected more from you" she chuckled, straddling Catwoman in the process. "You don't think I'm just going to let you go even if you give me this though, do you?" Then, just moments after she spoke she slammed a fist into Catwoman's jaw before wrapping her hands around her foes neck, looking to choke her out. Catwoman let out a cry of pain when the punch connected to her jaw and when Katarina's hands closed around her throat, she gripped her opponent's wrists, trying to shake her off. "Please ... stop!" Katarina cracked her neck, releasing Catwomans throat. "I barely even woke up a sweat" she declared. "Go back to the kitchen babe" she said, standing up before walking away, stepping on Catwoman's face in the process. The End