catwoman

Selina Kyle, wealthy, beautiful, tough, was well-known as a philanthropist and something of a recluse. Most in Gotham City vaguely believed that her wealth came from investments of various kinds. Hardly anyone knew that she had made her fortune as a thief who targetted the Batman Syndicate, a criminal organization of enormous reach and power, their genius leader controlling the corrupt and violent city. She had grown up on the streets, seeing firsthand the damage the Syndicate could do, and had donned the costume of the heroic Catwoman, beloved of the poor and downtrodden, in order to protect herself from the Syndicate's enforcers.

She was at a party in her posh penthouse, the wealthy mingling with social activists who were trying to convince them to part with their money. Selina had coached them well and the activists she chose never left a party like this without at least one new backer. "Always trying to get the money to where it will actually do something good." she thought to herself. Her eyes flicked once towards the hidden entrance to the secret passageway to where she kept her Catwoman crimefighting gear.

Little did she know that her heroic acts had brought her to the attention of the goddess Aphrodite, who, lacking a champion, was considering the mortals who dared to fight the darkness and evil of Gotham City, the deepest of cesspools. All she knew was that the remarkably beautiful woman who had arrived without an escort was not on her guest list, and she was suspicious.

As Selina smoothly glided towards the disguised Aphrodite, suddenly...Unbeknownst to Selina, the Huntress, a raven-haired, buxom assassin whose crossbow bolts had snuffed out the lives of dozens for the Batman Syndicate, was even then infiltrating the party disguised as a caterer. Her tight-fitting costume was hidden under her drab white chef's outfit. After she'd passed the security checkpoint downstairs, she slipped into a side room of the kitchen and slid on her mask, threw away her blonde wig and unfolded her high-tech crossbows.

The Batman, the evil and shadowy untouchable crime boss of Gotham City had sent her here to kill a nosy do-gooder reporter who had been trying to stop his **** distribution ring. It shouldn't prove too hard, these fat rich folks made her sick, and her anger fuelled her martial arts skills. She vaulted suddenly from her hiding spot into the main room of the party - someone screamed - a glass dropped...

Selina gasped, the Huntress, here! She instinctively moved forward to try to engage her but hesitated. How could she stop her without giving away her secret identity as the Catwoman? Selina Kyle was supposed to be a brainless party-girl of the wealthy set, not the two-fisted crime fighting Catwoman!

The Huntress knocked aside a thick-shouldered man and levelled her crossbow at her victim, who screamed, lifting her arms...