Selina escapes to return to the Pride.

Running as fast as she could away from the activity behind her, Selina Kyle stopped only to catch her breath after turning the corner of a building and hide out of sight. The moment she could see explosions blasting from the street she escaped from, the woman turned and ran further, eager to escape whatever was happening there. Clutched in her arms was a paper bag filled with her groceries, there weren’t many shops left still open in the martial law Dracula had imposed on the city, cutting it off with a literal ring of fire. But she needed to get supplies, she was compelled to.

Continuing to walk the empty streets of Gotham back to her high-rise apartment, Cat Woman left the elevator when it reached her floor, opening the door to her apartment and swiftly closing it behind her. Stepping into the living room of her apartment, Selina placed her belongings on the coffee table, just as the rest of her home’s occupants finally acknowledged her presence.

“Oooh, she’s back, did you get the tuna this time?” Chirped Gluttony, one of the many werecats that now occupied her home, rummaging through her bags as the rest of them gathered around. “YES! She did bring tuna… Took you long enough.” Huffed Pride, plucking a can out of the bag and swiftly turning around with a haughty air to her. The seven deadly sins they called themselves, all born from Selina by Umbra in his plans to create a pack of werecats under his rule, a necessity in his plans to bring balance to the city. After all, he couldn’t do it on his own.

“No fair! I want some too!” Decried Envy, the lithe werecat fighting with Greed for her share of the spoils while Green hissed and swiped at her sister. Wrath impatiently tried to open the can with her teeth while lust was distracted with simply licking the item in the hopes of getting into the delicious contents within. Gluttony had simply tried to cut out the middleman and gnaw on the tiny can in her teeth before giving up with a yowl. “Not so loud! I’m trying to sleep!” Yawned Sloth from her perch on top of the couch, licking her paws sleepily.

“Honestly my sisters, you’re too impressionable.” Scolded the final daughter of Umbra, Basset gracefully walked out of the bedroom to scratch loose her long flowing black hair, her triangular ears twitching on her head at the many complaints from the others while her long tail snapped and swished behind her. She had finally recovered from her ordeal sensing the arrival of the legion of spirits that hover over Gotham and the arrival of Castle Dracula, yet her temperament remained short “Sigh…What I would not give to feel the chase of the hunt, yet the only good chase in this city are the rats.”

“That will soon change in time Basset, when our plan is complete, this dead city will attract life once more, life for you to chase to your wild abandon.” Purred Umbra, joining the alpha female in the living room as he traced a finger under her chin, eliciting a purr of her own. Turning his attention to Selina, Umbra’s lips curled into a grin. The woman was standing stiff at the entrance to the door, her eyes glazed over from the hypnotic trance he had put on her, along with other things he had done to the woman.

“Now Selina, what have I told you about maintaining that form when you’re with the pride?”

Nodding sluggishly, Selina closed her eyes and exhaled. Pitch black fur crept up her arms and her neck, her ears changing position to rest above her head to twitch and tilt like cat ears. A tail spouted behind her and swished at her ankles while she slow grew taller. Removing her cloths, the changing cat woman wrinkled her nose as whiskers formed, her arms and legs becoming more toned as she passed 7 feet tall. Yet despite the changes, her body remained lithe and athletic, built more for agility and speed than raw power like the werewolves that had plagued the city of Gotham. Completely disrobed and covered in black fur, Selina squinted her eyes and purred, now becoming a literal cat woman.

“You’re late… That rarely happens.”

“I… I saw someone, he looked at me like he knew me.” Holding herself tightly, Selina looked to the side defensively. “I thought he looked familiar too, but I’ve never seen him before… Then the explosions and the gunfire… I ran.”

“Interesting.” Purred Basset, moving up to stood face to face with Selina and point a clawed finger at her mother’s forehead. “Show me.” The instant her claw made contact; Basset’s eyes fluttered as the last hour’s events played in front of her. Basset was something else among her sisters and father, like her name sake, her connection with the umbral plane was powerful, rivalling the red wolfess of the werewolves. “I SEE him, you encountered the no-life king… And he recognised you, but not AS you… Recognised a former life perhaps…” Pulling her hand away, Basset turned to Umbra and smiled like a cat that caught the canary.

“The undead king sees our Selina as a prize to be won, a living memory he wishes to reclaim.!”

“Interesting indeed.” Said Umbra, embracing Basset from behind and nuzzling her cheek. “Perhaps we can use that, a plan to bring balance where once was chaos.”

Giggling from the attention, Basset’s mind ran with ideas, putting together the big picture of their plans for Gotham. “Yes…He sees her as a bride lost to time, but time eventually relinquishes what it devours and so she stands here, with us.”

The rest of the pride had joined in on their Alpha’s musings, looking their mother over inquisitively.

“So, the corpse king wants HER? Hmm, better her than me.” Smirked Pride, flicking Selina’s ear.

“It should be ME!” Meowed Envy, wringing her paws. “Oh please, it should be me.” Husked Lust.

“None of you will do sisters, the no life king has a connection with our mother.” Cupping her hand under Cat Woman’s chin, Basset smiled, baring her fangs. “To think we had a such a prize in our possession, yes, we shall use her to ensnare Dracula, turn him from the city, and balance will be restored.”

“Would you like that Selina?” Purred Umbra as he pulled the Catwoman close, smiling as she cooed and whimpered into his embrace. “You could be the bridge that connects us to the no-life king, to sway him to our needs, do you want that?”

Selina’s eyes were still fogged over, for weeks Umbra had his way with her, turning her into a were cat and use her to expand his pride. If he told her to jump off the Gotham bridge she would have, thankfully he wasn’t so cruel. “I’ll do whatever you want me to…”

“GOOD! Though it is a shame I would share you with the corpse king, had I time I would have made you a mother of cats.” Chuckling at his musings, Umbra pulled Selina’s chin up for a kiss, his rough tongue brushing against hers as Selina fell limp into his arms and swooned with the attention. “I would have made you bear many prides to confront the wolves, like Basset you would have been treated like a goddess… But a puppet is just as useful.” Pulling Selina closer, Umbra hoisted the female werecat up and plunged his erection into her already moist folds, leaving Cat Woman to instinctively wrap her legs around his waist and gasp at the sudden intrusion, purring as she rested her head against his broad chest. Feeling him thrust into her, Selina mewled with pleasure, clutching onto his shoulders. “You will seek out the one called Dracula, entice him, seduce him, when he feels that you have become his, whisper into his ear to leave the city…”

“Yes…”

“THEN, you will be in a position of power… Power to spread our kind across his lands as well as here, stewards of balance to keep an eye on the wolves and the vampires.”

“Yes, YES…” Tightening her grip on Umbra, Selina began to pant and moan as his thrusts increased in strength and intensity, her daughters smiling back at the scene, knowing all too well their mother’s limits.

“Do this Selina, and you shall be the countess of the undead… And Mother of cats.”

“YES! YEAAAAAOOOOOOW!!!!!”

Sharing a laugh at their mother’s explosive orgasm and collapse into Umbra’s arms, the pride cheered their alpha’s plan. They could not wait for it to unfold.