The Cat That Stole Christmas- A Batman Arkham Origins USB ( Based on an Original Concept by hshws)

[Stormtrooper1990]

Christmas comes but once a year and it is time for my annual holiday USB tale which takes us to Gotham City. It's the night before Christmas and Selina Kyle, AKA Catwoman, is preparing for an extra special seasonal visit to two of Gotham's most notorious crime bosses; the Penguin and Bane. Her mission is to break into their headquarters and steal the two halves of the Heart of Gotham diamond, which the villains plan to sell in online auctions to buy weapons in preparation for their strike on Gotham during Christmas Day. Can Selina infiltrate the lair's of two of Gotham's worst, keep her nine lives intact and maybe just maybe find someone to hold her for Christmas. A very Merry Christmas and a happy new year to everyone on the board!


The Rooftop across from 'The Final Offer' Club, Central Gotham, Friday 24th December 2019, 17:30pm


It was the night before Christmas and all wasn't quiet. Below in the streets of Gotham City, snow dropping all around. The sound of papping car horns and the glare of headlamps signalled the many Gothamites who were rushing to get home for the holidays or embarking on last minute Christmas shopping sprees, since the local wi-fi had been hijacked by the Riddlers latest crazy ass gift to the good people of Gotham precluding any internet shopping. From her vantage point overlooking the Penguins night club, 'The Final Offer', Selina Kyle the best car burglar in Gotham smiled. She was about to embark on her very own last minute round of Christmas shopping. At the tender age of 23, Selina wore her moniker 'Catwoman' like she wore her skintight catsuit which hugged her lithe sexy form, with pride. In spite of the cold and the snow falling down around her, she had zipped down her catsuit to expose her generous c-cup cleavage, her signature whip clipped to her slim waist. She focused the lenses on her cat like headdress that covered her short dark brown hair cut tomboyishly short in a pixie cut, on the young pretty hench women that Penguin liked to surround himself with.


He had dressed the women especially for the season; with red Santa girl leotards with furry white trim on the bust, Santa hats and long knee high matching boots and elbow length gloves. Each girl was armed with a USP 45 strapped to the thigh. Selina chuckled Penguin is a vicious bastard all right but he does respect the season. And these girls are just too cute, no match for little old me but one of them will furnish me with a disguise. Poor dears, they must be freezing in those get ups. Speaking of which here's one now... Selina focused on a particularly fetching brunette, a pretty little thing with smooth heart shaped features, slender cheekbones and big blue doe shaped eyes, framed by long silky chestnut brown hair. The girl was on her way to a secluded alley behind the club, clutching a pack of cigarettes. "Well, well aren't you sweet? Your just my size sweetie. Oh I wonder what Bruce is up to?" The sound of swishing behind her answered her question. "Merry Christmas, Bruce." She said grinning turning around to face her on-off lover.


"Merry Christmas, Selina. Tell me, what brings you out on the night before Christmas?" Smiled billionaire Bruce Wayne better known to all of Gotham as 'The Batman' or 'The Dark Knight', that particular one was her favourite. Selina had to admit he always cut a dashing brooding figure in his all black bulletproof costume, cape and large bat flying across his strapping broad chest the top half of his handsome face covered by the distinctive bat mask. And I haven't even got to that tight ass of his yet. The snow dappling his broad shoulders, giving him a somewhat festive look. Grinning broadly Selina got close to him, enough for his misting breath to caress her forehead. "Oh you know Bruce the usual. Taking in the sights of our beautiful city and depriving the corrupt of their toys at Christmas. Much like the Grinch only I'am way better looking. Why do you ask? Your not going to try and stop me having fun are you? On Christmas?" She winked dancing her fingers across his chest. Smiling only briefly he then gently took her hand caressing it. "I know better than that, Selina. But please promise me that you'll take care of yourself. Penguin's girls may be pushovers but Cobblepot is a psychopath. Watch your back." Selina giggled standing on her tiptoes she kissed him on the cheek. "Aww, you do care. I'am touched." Turning away from him she unhooked her whip, looking over her shoulder. "Don't worry, Bruce. I'am the best cat burglar in all of Gotham, and I have my nine lives. Besides, you know me. Careful is my middle name." Flicking out her whip, Selina caught a lamppost and using her momentum swung across the street.


Watching the sexy lithe form of Selina swing across the street, perching herself above an unsuspecting penguin hench girl Bruce Wayne sighed but smiled. "I hate it when she says that..." Chuckling he took off soaring into the Gotham night.


Back Alleyway, behind The Final Offer', 17:38pm


Melanie Anderson shivered through the thin fabric of her festive leotard. Leaning against the dumpster she desperately tried to light her cigarette hoping it would at least warm her up. At 21, Melanie was once a student studying Law at Gotham University taking a part time job as a stripper at The Final Word to fund her course. That was until she got caught trying to cheat her third year finals and got kicked. She would have been out on the street if it wasn't for Mr Cobblepot, who said "You have the brains and looks to be one of my girls, honey." Melanie had been given a gun, very little training and a cute little outfit. The irony being that she didn't even like guns but still she relished the feeling of empowerment the job had given her. Popping the cigarette into her mouth, she let out a cry of triumph as the little white stick lit despite her numbing fingers. But before she could take a puff, she felt a pair of strong thighs wrap around her slender neck lifting her off her feet. Usually Melanie savoured the feel of a woman's thighs but all she could was choke trying in vain to pull the thighs loose, feeling the blood flow to her brain get weaker and weaker as her sexy attacker squeezed tighter and tighter. Legs weakly kicking, Melanie let out a slow cute rattle of breath as she slumped unconscious into the attackers legs, the cigarette dropping from her slack drooling lips. Her own legs dangling just off the pavement, the last thing she felt was her butt being dropped into the snow.


Laughing Selina unwound her whip from the fire escape, landing with grace by the spread legs of the unconscious hench girl. "Silent night, sugar. Let's get out of the cold and get better acquainted my dear." Scooping the sleeping girl into her arms, Selina opened the dumpster tipping in the girls body before climbing in after her. Unzipping her catsuit, a half naked Selina knelt by the hench girl with all the anticipation of a girl on Christmas morning. "Time to unwrap my first Christmas present, sweetie." Pulling off the cute little brunette's hat, boots and gloves then unstrapping the handgun Selina reached around the hench girl's back unzipping the leotard from the rear. Loosening the straps off the shoulders, Selina peeled the garment down the tight petite body of the young bench girl eyes widening as she got an extra special Christmas bonus, the girl was completely naked under her outfit. "Well, well. What a gorgeous body you have sweetie. Definitely the body of a stripper." Selina's eyes drank in the buoyant youthful breasts of the woman with circular perky dark pink areolas, small clean shaven vagina and pert plum shaped ass. "If I weren't in such a hurry, sweetie I would have liked to explore that tight body of yours. Oh well, times a wasting." She said quickly getting dressed in the girls outfit.


Has she finished getting dressed in the brunette's outfit, Selina could hear the cutie beginning to stir. "Oh no you don't sweetheart..." She said quickly fetching a pack from her suit that contained just the one syringe filled with enough ketamin to keep a woman napping for at least 8 hours. Pulling off the plastic cap with her teeth, Selina poked the needle into the soft flesh of the girls butt pressing the plunger. "Bottoms up, girl." She quipped as the young henchwoman gave off a low rattle before slumping back unconscious naked on her belly. After playfully slapping the girls ass, Selina hopped out of the dumpster. "Sleep tight and have a silent night, babe." She winked slamming the dumpster lid on the girls naked body before quickly making her way to the club's service door and out of the cold.


The Final Offer Nightclub, 17:46pm


Entering the nightclub to the tune of Jingle Bell Rock! , Selina found the place to be decorated for the season with tinsel strewn about, lined with Christmas trees and a giant bauble disco ball spinning above the dancefloor. There were plenty of penguins girls milling about, who flashed her nods of greetings which she returned but no sign of the man himself. Now I have it on good authority that Penguin as his safe on the third floor in his office and that's where he as the first half stashed. But if I don't get the combination then this little caper of mine is over. " Is the wi-fi connection safe and secure, Bridget? The Sheikh is not a patient man." The sound of an all two familiar voice caught her attention, glancing over her shoulder Selina saw the squat bird like Oswald Cobblepot waddle his way across the dancefloor, his spats ringing off the wooden dancefloor attended by an attractive buxom long haired red headed hench girl with freckled rounded features. "Yes Mr Penguin, sir. We've managed to get a secure connection, despite The Riddler's broadcasts." Penguin smiled chomping on his cigar. "Excellent work. That whackjob almost cost me a fortune tonight. Be a good girl and go get the diamond from my safe. You know the combination right, dearie?" Nodding Bridget peeled off heading up the stairs, with Selina right behind her. Time to have a little fun. I can get her to sing to me that combination, by spreading some holiday cheer. " And will someone switch off that bloody music! Can't hear myself think!" She heard Penguin yell behind her, taking the stairs two at a time.



The 3rd Floor Corridor 17:51pm


Coming to a deserted red walled corridor, lined with tacky wallpaper depicting dollar signs Selina quickly and silently advanced on the unsuspecting Bridget. Waiting until the redheaded beauty neared a broom cupboard, Selina pounced on her prey like a panther clamping a gloved hand over her mouth to muffle her cry of surprise then pinching her softly on the vagus nerve, just enough to paralyse the woman and eliciting a soft squeak of arousal. Opening the broom cupboard door behind them, Selina dragged the limp but conscious girl inside.


"Wait. What have you done to me? I-I can't move..." Slurred Bridget as Selina propped her up against the wall, unzipping her leotard from the rear and pulling the garment down to expose her generously large freckled breasts with puffy pink areolas and arrest her arms. "That's not your immediate concern Bridget, sweetie. You see I want to ask you one question and if you answer me then I will give you an extra special Christmas surprise, just for you." She purred sweetly into the redheads ear, cupping her breasts and pinching her nipples which garnered soft moans of pleasure from her captive. "But if you don't play nice then I will have to crush that pretty little neck of yours..." For emphasis she gripped the redheads throat squeezing gently but firmly. "N-no, please don't kill me! I will tell you anything." Bridget whimpered in her grip as Selina giggled gently fondling her breasts. "Now there's a good girl, sugar tits. I have one thing to ask you; What is the combination to Penguin's safe, sugar?" In between her low moans of pleasure, Bridget nodded. "Mmmm, oh my! I-its 6 left, 3 to the right and 2-" she squealed in pleasure. "to the left. N-now that's all I know. N-now let me go!"


Selina grinned gently caressing her cheek. "Now I didn't say that did I? But you do get your extra special Christmas gift, enjoy." Leaning in she passionately kissed the squirming Bridget, pinching her vagus nerve at the same time. The henchgirl couldn't help herself returning the embrace, letting out a muffled squeak of arousal before her pretty eyes rolled back into her skull and she slid unconscious slowly down the wall. Smacking her lips together, Selina glanced down at the unconscious half naked Bridget. "Girl, you taste as sweet as a candy cane." Snatching up a roll of duct tape, she bound the girl's legs and sealed her mouth shut. "Don't go anywhere sweetie, or I might just have to put you on the naughty list." Giggling she kissed Bridget's forehead before sweeping from the broom cupboard, leaving the bound half naked girl in the darkness.


Penguins Office


Hearing the dulcet clicking of the safes locks, Selina smiled opening the safe wide to reveal some varebonds and a large object wrapped in a black velvet string bag sitting on top of the pile. Almost reverently she reached out and took it opening it, gasping with wonder as one half of the infamous Heart of Gotham diamond glistened before her eyes. "This half alone should be enough to keep the orphanage open but I'am not done yet." Every Gothamite knew the story of the Heart of Gotham, stolen last year during a raid on the Gotham Museum of Art staged by both Bane and Penguin at the same time. The two psychopaths had decided to split the take and settle for half the diamond each as a form of truce. Now they were selling them to buy tools of death. It was a testament to the effect Bruce was having on Gotham's underworld if these two were this hard up at Christmas. Looping the bag over her shoulder, Selina was just about to exit the office when the alarm sounded. "Oh shit!" She cursed loudly. "They must have found the first henchgirl, which means I need a new disguise. Think, Selina think." Slipping out of the corridor she weighed up her options. Reaching the broom cupboard she darted inside and peered through door. "Time to hide for the moment, kitty cat."


The Final Offer, Ground Floor, The Same Moment


"Who the bloody hell turned the alarm on!? And where the hell is Bridget with my diamond!? My meeting with the Sheikh is in five bloody minutes!" Roared Penguin in the middle of the dance floor, his pretty but useless girls scurrying around him. Looking up he noticed a particularly tight looking ebony skinned number run up to him, a harried look on her face. What the bloody hell was her name? Crystal? Hope? Ugh! I can't ever remember. "What the bloody hell is going on, girl!? Spit it out!" The attractive girl looked nervous. "Um, Mr Penguin sir. We've got a situation. We found Melanie around back in a dumpster in the alley. Out cold and stripped completely naked." She said wringing her gloved hands. Penguin groaned banging his cane into the ground. "That means we've got an intruder! And I know exactly who it is! Selina bloody Kyle. Well what are you still doing standing around?! Do I pay to just to stand around and look pretty?! Go and do what everyone else does when we've got an uninvited guest." The clueless girl stood expectantly for a second. "And what's that sir-ow!!" Pinching his nose, Penguin hit the back of her shins with a cane. "Useless girl! Must I do everything myself?! Call the bloody coppers!" Massaging her shins, the terrified girl ran to the nearest phone. Turning away from her, he sighed. "You just can't get the help these days."


Twenty Minutes Later


GCPD officers Samantha Hargreaves and Owen Decker strode into The Final Offer, towards a waiting and very furious Penguin. Both were dressed in the winter uniform of Gotham's finest; black fur lined parka's with their nameplates, badges on their chests with the US Flag on the left shoulder, department logo on the right with radio, matching trousers with blue piping down the seams, gun belts around their waist and black winter boots. Underneath which they wore blue long sleeve uniform shirts and white undershirts. Both officers had been on Penguins payroll for a little over a year, often doing whatever dirty work he asked of them and getting paid way more than their weekly salaries. 29 year old Officer Hargreaves, a pretty square featured cop with big hazel eyes and ash blonde hair tied into a bun underneath her flat police hat, needed the cash to help pay the bills and pay off her gambling debts. While Officer Decker just had his first kid with his pretty young wife Tracey to support. As soon as he caught sight of them, Penguins bird like face broke into a grin.


"Well if it isn't my two favourite GCPD officers. Merry Christmas!" The two officers smirked returning the seasons greetings. "I hear you have a little pest problem, Mr Cobblepot. How can we assist?" Hargreaves said resting her hands on her belt." Penguin nodded gesturing with his cane. "Yeah, a little cat problem. The bitch as stolen something valuable of mine and I want it back. You can "arrest" her and dump her body in the Gotham River. Do this and I will see to it that your Christmas stockings get a little bit fatter." The two officers nodded. "It will be done Mr Cobblepot, she won't get past us." Replied Decker, a young dark haired officer as the two walked towards the staircase. "Oh and officers." They turned as penguin called back. "She may be dressed as one of my girls, so watch your backs." Nodding they proceeded up the stairs. "Alright, Decker. Sweep the first and second floors, I've got the third. You see her, put a round in her leg and call me. Don't be a hero." Decker winked as he reached the second floor landing. "You got it Sam. Let's get the bitch." Shaking her head, Hargreaves trudged up the stairs whipping out her Glock 17.


The Third Floor, 18:27pm


Sweeping the corridor with her handgun, Officer Hargreaves took things slowly checking her corners. As she walked past an innocuous looking broom cupboard, Samantha heard the door open behind her spinning around in time to see one of penguins girls emerge, with a suspicious bag. "Ma'am! Hold it stop right there!" Holding her hands up the girl turned. "Oh my god! It's good you're here, officer. We've got an intruder!" She was an attractive girl with tomboyish slender features, big brown eyes and short dark brown hair under her Santa hat. Hargreaves had a feeling that she seemed awfully familiar. "What's in the bag, ma'am? Take it off slowly, alright." The girl smiled innocently slipping the bag off her shoulders. "What you mean this old thing!" Samantha blinked she finally recognised the woman from her wanted poster. "I know you! You're catwoman-!" She yelled raising her gun as Selina Kyle laughed tossing the bag at her. "Here catch!" She moved too fast for the officer to get off a shot, Hargreaves felt Kyle's hands clamp around her throat forcing her to the ground and straddling her knocking her glock from her grasp. Unable to cry out, Samantha felt Kyle pinch the pressure points on either side of her neck. Letting out a soft aroused rattle the experienced cop felt her consciousness fade. The final sensation she felt before slumping unconscious on her back was Selina Kyle kissing her heavily on the lips.


"Mwah! Seasons Greetings Officer....Hargreaves." Selina smiled reading the woman's nameplate. "My aren't you a pretty one? So good of Penguin to gift me your uniform. With it I can get out of this dump and get to Banes' compound. Come on officer, let's get you naked." Stopping to pick up the woman's handgun and the half of the diamond, she dragged the sleeping cop by one ankle into the broom cupboard. Only to be greeted by a screaming Bridget who had just woken up. "Mmmph!" She mouthed into her tape gag, tears streaming down her sweet freckled face. Dropping the officers ankle, Selina sighed turning to her. "Looks like someone's on the naughty list, Bridget." She smirked raising her right hand thinly like a blade, approaching the struggling redhead who was pleading with her through tear stained eyes. Selina answered them with a swift neck chop, which put the half naked girl back to sleep with a brief pained squeak slumping back against the wall. "Nighty, night sugar tits." Rubbing her hands together, Selina knelt by the unconscious blonde cop. "Now Officer, its time to unwrap my second present. Ready when you are." Giggling she stripped off her Santa girl disguise.


Removing Hargreaves' hat, gunbelt, coat, radio and unlacing her boots pulling them off along with her white thermal socks Selina unbuttoned the officers shirt getting a glimpse of a camisole under the undershirt, covering slightly smaller B-cups. Hargreaves' uniform was a little big for her, the woman herself being taller and just a little more athletic but Selina was confident it could her get past Penguins dumb sentries. After all, it's not the first time I have relieved one of Gotham's finest of her uniform and it won't be the last. Heh, Bruce gave me hell on that day... After slipping off the cops shirt, Selina pulled her undershirt up over her head, revealing a salmon pink lace trimmed camisole with a charming little bow between the breasts. "Well, well. For a tough dirty cop chick, you really are just a girly girl. Makes me curious to see what you have down south. Let's take a little look. Shall we?" Unzipping the officers trousers and whipping them down her long toned legs, Selina got her answer. "You are a girly girl after all, they're really cute." She smiled as she beheld Officer Hargreaves' matching hipster shorts protecting her modesty and shapely ass. Chuckling, she quickly dressed in the officers uniform.


"Well it fits me better than expected, thanks for you help Officer." Now fully dressed in the cops uniform, Selina bit off more duct tape wrapping up Hargreaves' ankles and wrists before gagging her with a strip. When she finished, she dragged the unconscious scantily clad woman over to the half naked Bridget where she lay head on the girls right breast. Hands on hips, Selina admired her handiwork." I definitely got some practice in with my Christmas wrapping. Merry Christmas ladies, and thanks again for all your help. You never know this may be the start of a beautiful relationship." Shoving the diamond into the cops coat and holstering the pistol, Selina switched off the light leaving the cop and the henchgirl in darkness.


Second Floor Landing, 18:38pm


"10-4. This is Decker. Finished my sweep of the first floor, heading to the second. How copy, Hargreaves over?" The cops radio bleared into life, as Selina began her descent to the ground floor. She sighed pressing the receiver. "This is Hargreaves." She replied mimicking the cops voice easily. "Negative, I have just completed my sweep of the third floor and heading to check the second. I need you to stay on the first floor and stand by on the service door, just in case she tries doubling back, over?" Decker sighed. "Alright Roger that, good luck. Decker out." Switching off the radio, Selena took the stairs two at a time tilting the officers cap forwards to blend in as she entered the ground floor.


The Final Offer, Ground Floor, Five Minutes Later


Seeing no sign of Penguin, Selina strode with the authority of a GCPD officer towards the front revolving doors of the club noticing the police cruiser beyond parked just outside. The only thing in her way was a pretty ebony skinned hench girl, holding her catsuit and whip Probably waiting for the dirty cops to hand it over to them once they "arrested" me. Well, time to get it all back. Approaching the girl, who flashed her a sweet smile Selina cleared her throat. "I'am heading back to the station to get some back up, the cat sure is a handful. Could I take Ms Kyle's effects, ma'am? For evidence in her trial you understand." The pretty if dim girl nodded, holding them out to her. "Of course, officer here you go. Should I tell Mr Penguin where your going?" Accepting her gear, Selina shook her head. "I think it's best we keep this our little secret, ma'am. You have a very Merry Christmas now." She winked walking past the girl, through the doors and into the squad car. Placing the diamond and gear onto the passenger seat, Selina switched on the engine. "Nice looking girl. Bad judge of character!" She quipped as All I want For Christmas is You! by Mariah Carey blared out over the radio. Singing along Selina pulled out onto the road, following the signs to Gotham's North Docks and Banes territory.


Outside Banes' Compound, 19:20pm


Using the siren on the police cruiser, Selina made good time cutting through the snowy streets of North Gotham boulevards illuminated by Christmas lights going into a district of Gotham few sand Gothamites or even GCPD would travel; the North Docks. Home to Bane and his ex-military dropout meathead brigade. Parking the car just across from a massive wrought iron gate, guarded to Selina's relief by a pretty young sentry armed with an M4A1 assault rifle, she got out and approached the gate the snow was falling even more heavily now. The girls eyes narrowing as she got nearer. She was an attractive sexy little latina; with slightly tanned heart shaped features, high cheekbones and bright hazel hairs. Her light brown hair under her black beanie was cut short into a tomboyish pixie style, much like her own. Under her matching black woolly combat jumper, over which she wore black US Army webbing, arctic camouflage pants, gloves and laced combat boots, Selina could tell she was lean and had a very fit tight body. And just my size, Christmas as come early. As Selina stopped just short of the gate, the Latina jutted out her chin.


"What the fuck you want pig? Are you collecting for the "policeman's charity ball"? Or do you just have a fucking death wish? This is Banes' little slice of Gotham." Selina doffed her stolen cap. "I'am going to have enter the property. We have had reports that your boss as the other half of the Heart of Gotham." The sentry snorted sardonically looking behind Selina at the solitary cruiser. "Do you have a warrant, little piggy? Because I don't see an army of cops behind you. So why don't you fuck off and go celebrate Christmas? Make love to your man or woman or whatever before I put a cap in your bitch ass." Selina just flashed her a smile. "You have a Merry Christmas, ma'am." The sentry just sneered as Selina doffed her cap and walked to the right seeing a fire escape that would allow her access into the compound. "Yeah, yeah. Merry fucking Christmas, bitch." The girl said behind her back as Selina jumped on the ladder climbing up, out of her sight.


Crouching at lip off the roof, Selina looked out over the gate area the pretty latina guard was still standing by the gate blowing into her gloves to ward off the cold, her breath misting in front of her. Selina smiled as she saw the 6 foot drop which would allow her to sneak up on the sentry, put her out of action and steal that snug looking uniform of hers. With the agility of her namesake, Selina dropped silently to the ground and crouched quickly advancing on the pretty latina, feet barely breaking the snow.


Maria Gonzalez blew into her gloves hands, rubbing them together wishing she was somewhere a hell of a lot more warmer than here. Somewhere like the inside of her climate controlled guard hut or wrapped up in a woman's arms. Her brow furrowed as she noticed the police cruiser still parked across the street. "Hey pig! I thought I told you to clear the fuck out!" She shouted but receiving no answer. Feeling suspicious she moved her finger up to key into her earwig but before she could activate it, Maria felt a pair of strong legs lock around her slender neck pulling her into the snow. All her of training melting away, the sentry began to panic feeling the thighs of a woman lock around her cutting the blood flow to her brain. She tried desperately to break out of the hold, her feet scraping against the snow leaving deep furrows but to no avail. "My my, you're a feisty one aren't you? Little Miss Scrooge. But it's all going to be over soon." Maria whimpered hearing the cops voice hiss in her ear which turned into a low cute rattle of breath as she slumped unconscious into the officers thighs.


Panting from the sheer adrenaline of choking the sentry out, Selina caressed the girls cheek. "I hope you enjoyed that much as I did sweetie." Unwrapping her legs from around the latina's throat, she grabbed the girl by her webbing. "Now let's get somewhere a little warmer and get you out of those clothes, babe." Giggling Selina dragged the limp sleeping sentry through the snow over to her guard cabin.


Stripping out of Officer Hargreaves' uniform, Selina knelt by the unconscious Latina quickly stripping her out of her clothes. After pulling off the girls gloves, hat and unlacing her boots pulling them off along with her black thermal socks, Selina leant the sentries body against her own unclipping the girls webbing then sliding the jumper up over her head along with the black thermal top revealing lush C-cup breasts covered by a black slazenger sports bra. "Mmmm, such impressive toned musculature. Do you work out, girl?" She asked the unconscious girl admiring the tanned forearms and tummy letting her unconscious half naked body flop back onto the floor before unbuttoning her camo pants, whipping them off her hips and down her long toned divine legs. "And legs to die for. You sister are blessed." Selina quipped seeing the latina's matching black panties, the slazenger logo on the hip.


After she finished getting dressed in the latina sentries clothes including the thermal top, Selina taped up the sleeping beauties ankles and mouth before handcuffing her to the table. "There you are, sweetie all trussed up and ready for Santa. Maybe if you're lucky all you'll get is a lump of charcoal, Miss Scrooge. Thanks for the outfit it's very snug in all the right places, tata." Cheekily snapping the girls pert rounded ass, Selina swept from the guard hut. Feet crouching in the snow, she entered Banes' compound.


Banes Compound, 19:31pm


According to her sources, Banes' office was in the upstairs floor of this particular warehouse packed to the brim with mercenaries and stocked with as much ordinance to take over a small country. If I find the big bad boss man up there, then I will have to deal with him. Not that haven't before but he never goes down easy. Walking past a line of Stryker APCs, Selina came to two mercenaries both male standing near a row of shipping containers. Both male, one with a black velvet bag tied around his waist and in deep conversation. Ducking behind a crate, she listened in.


"I'am telling you Ray, when Bane opens his safe and finds the Heart of Gotham missing he's going to pissed." Said Nigel leaning on the hood of a hummer, opposite him Ray shrugged. "So what, Nigel. By the time he finds this bauble missing, you and I will be sipping piña colada's in Mexico banging some hot latin ladies." Nigel sighed. "You've think you've got it all figured out, man. Banes' not the type of guy you cross." Ray crossed his arms. "Why? Are you going to run off tell him? Because I have enough following his orders and getting my ass kicked by that bat freak." Nigel shook his head. "Hey I've got your back alright. I'am going to hit the head then we're putting this dump in our rear view." Fist bumping his friend, Nigel left him alone by the shipping containers. Sensing her opportunity, Selina rounded the corner.


"You must have some serious balls stealing off the boss man like that, man." She winked approaching Ray who looked her up and down appreciatively. "Why don't you shake that sweet little ass over here and I'll show you just how big my balls are." Selina caressed the man's ski mask covered cheek, giggling before turning her back on him. "Well, as much I would love to see your cajones Ray. I'am here to relieve you of the Heart of Gotham." Ray snorted. "You some jumped up little new girl? Come and get it, bitch!" Sensing the mercs intent, Selina grabbed his flailing punch sidestepping it before planting a kiss on his lips and flipping him over her back where he landed on his head with a dull thump unconscious on his back. "Don't mind if I do, sugar." Kneeling Selina yanked off the bag from his waist and tied it to her belt. That was then for the second time tonight, an alarm went off.


"What the hell? Seriously? They found the body already. It just isn't my night." Suddenly Selina saw several lithe black clad figures of both genders crash through the roof top skylight, clad in tight bodysuits, boots gloves and armed with throwing blades sheathed in their arms who immediately set upon Banes men. Some with silenced MP7 SMG's and faces covered with black ski masks. She sighed she knew the insignia on their belt from anywhere. "The League of Assassins here? Is there some underworld Christmas party I wasn't invited to? That's just great! Looks I need to update my look, hmm?" Looking up she spotted a female assassin drop last through the shattered roof. Getting an idea, Selina quickly climbed on top of the boxes jumping onto the balcony ledge where the girl landed and whistled biding her time.


Junior Assassin Kasumi Abe, landed with the grace of a cat into the mercenary compound. Her mission like that of her brother's and sisters was to kill Bane and retrieve the Heart of Gotham. Drawing her blade from her back, Kasumi was ready to shed some merc blood. Then from the corner she heard a curious whistle from the ledge, advancing cautiously the young assassin creeped towards the source of the noise. Peering over the ledge she saw the battle below but nothing more. Turning to leave, Kasumi felt two legs clamp around her slender neck. Dropping her sword in shock, the assassins arms shot up to try and pull them free but it was too no avail. The legs squeezed tighter and tighter, cutting off the blood flow to her brain. Choking and seeing tiny black spots in her vision, Kasumi's eyes rolled back into her skull as she slumped unconscious with a low choked rattle. Arms dangling limply by her sides.


Releasing the assassins body letting her crumple to the floor Selina, in a remarkable feet of dexterity rolled onto the first floor balcony crouching by the fallen female assassin. "I really now how to pick them. Come, sweetie let's get you out of that gear and quickly." Grabbing the assassins ankles Selina dragged her behind a row of crates and stripped out of her sentry disguise. "Time to unwrap my third present." She grinned pulling off the ski mask to review a sweet rounded face of a Japanese American, with high cheekbones and brown slanted eyes framed by shoulder length jet black hair. "I have saved the best to last it seems. I just love Asian girls, always ready for anything." After unstrapping the girls belt, sheathe and pulling off her boots and gloves it took Selina no time at all to unzip the bodysuit from the back, peeling the garment from the assassins lithe sexy little body leaving her wearing only her sheer grey thermal vest and matching thong. Admiring the girls peaking nipples through the thin fabric of her rising chest, Selina quickly got suited up, retrieving the assassins sword and sheathing it. Leaving the assassins body hidden in the shadows, Selina climbed up through the roof ignoring the sounds of battle below.


Rooftop

Jump rolling onto the snowy rooftop, Selina rose to her feet backtracking towards the GCPD cruiser. But before she could take another step forward, she felt something light hit her on the back of her head. Letting a cry of pain, Selina saw the snow covered roof rushing up to meet her then lost consciousness.


Retrieving his batarang, Bruce Wayne had a feeling he recognised that particular grunt of pain from the fallen assassin. Taking a deep breath he rolled the woman's body onto her back before yanking off her ski mask. "Oh damn it Selina! How did you get here?" Sighing he scooped up the sleeping prone from of Selina Kyle activating his comm-device. "Alfred. We have a small problem." The clipped British voice of his faithful butler chuckled. "It wouldn't happen to be the young Ms Kyle per change, master Bruce?" Bruce nodded leaping from the roof walking towards the waiting bat mobile. "Yes, Alfred. I'am putting her in the Bat mobile and sending her back to the Bat cave. Make sure she gets a change of clothes and some warm food. She looks like she's had a really rough night. I'll finish up at Banes and see you soon." He could hear the smile in the butlers voice. "Right you are, Master Bruce." Laying Selina inside, he activated the auto drive, breathing a sigh of relief as he watched the car speed down the street. Then swooping back onto the roof top, he dropped back into the warehouse to continue the fight.


Wayne Manor, 2 hours later


"Whoa! Easy there, Selina. Get up slowly." Hearing a familiar voice, Selina blinked her eyes open seeing only a white plaster ceiling. Groaning she gently rose, rubbing the back of her sore neck finding herself in a four poster bed with red drapes. She smiled seeing the handsome face of Bruce and his loveable old butler Alfred. "Hi Bruce. You know you don't have to knock me out to get me into bed with you." Alfred made a scandalous sound has Bruce simply laughed, a pleasing sound to the thief's ears. "Why Miss Kyle. Have you no decorum?" Selina laughed leaning against the head board. "Hey, Alfred. Long time no see. How are you?" The elderly butler smiled despite himself. "Never better, Miss Kyle. I will fetch you some Eggnog and leave you in the capable hands of master Bruce." Waiting until the butler had left them alone. Bruce came to sit next to her on the bed.


"You look like you've had a long night, Selina. How is it you pissed off Penguin, Bane, the Assassins League and the GCPD all in one night? And have the two halves of the Heart of Gotham?" Selina sighed gently caressing his handsome face then filled him in on the nights festivities. "...I didn't annoy the assassins, they were just as much a surprise to me and the cops were in Penguin's payroll. You have to believe me, Bruce. I stole the two halves not for me but for the Hopewell Orphanage. You know the place where I grew up? It faces foreclosure in the new year and I wanted to give the sisters an anonymous donation to keep the kids from being put back into the system." Bruce took her hand, kissing it. "I do believe you but you should have said something before. I could have helped you." Selina shook her head. "No you have enough trouble with this bounty on that pretty head of yours. Besides, you know me I work better alone." Smiling Bruce rose from the bed. "Well you're not alone now. Gotham's a dangerous place at Christmas. I will fire up the McLaren and gift you a lift to the orphanage." Laughing Selina followed him. "Thanks, Bruce. But first I'am going to have some of Alfred's world famous Eggnog.


En route to Hopewell Orphanage, Gotham East Side, 22:00pm


"So about this bounty on your head, Bruce? Are you sure it was smart for you to be out tonight? You have me worried." Selina leant into the plush leather seats of the McLaren as Bruce kept his eyes on the packed seats. "The bounty is for The Batman not for Bruce Wayne. You and Alfred are the only ones who now my true identity." She giggled admiring his chisel jawed visage. Well, If anyone lays a single hair on that handsome head of yours Bruce. I will scratch their eyes out. Because no one puts a price on my Bats head." Bruce grinned looking at her sidelong. "Don't worry, Selina. You know me I can take care of myself." She laid a hand on his squeezing it. "Still, I will always have your back..." She looked down at his crotch. "...and your front too." They both burst out laughing.


With the laughter dying down, Selina turned back to him. "So what about this Joker guy? Who do you think he could be?" Keeping his eyes on the road, Bruce sighed. "That he could be the perp who killed my parents..." Letting out a gasp of shock, Selina touched his arm. "Damn, Bruce I'am so sorry I didn't mean to bring them up." Bruce merely shrugged. "Like I said, he could be anyone. And with the scum we have plaguing Gotham, nothing would surprise me anymore." Selina winked. "Well if you need anything then give me a call. Even if it's just to well you know...talk." she said biting up lip as the McLaren pulled up outside the Orphanage.


Hopewell Orphanage


Dropping the two halves of the Heart of Gotham into the collection box Selina walked back to Bruce, who was standing watching carolers launch into a rousing rendition of 'Come all ye Faithful'. Flashing him a smile, she laid her head on his shoulder. Bruce squeezed his gloved hand into hers. "Selina? Why don't you come back to the manor and spend the night and morning with me. Alfred will be making his prized roast turkey." Turning Selina stroked his cheek then passionately kissed him on his lips, eliciting giggles from their audience. Pulling out she smiled. "Only if talk of turkey is just the start..." He flashed her a coy wink. "...then in that case how could I possibly refuse. Thanks Bruce, I have been alone at Christmas for too long. Let's take a break and enjoy the holidays. Just be...us." Giggling like a pair of young lovers, the couple left change then walked back to the McLaren. The snow falling all around them.

[rufusluciusivan]

I definitely got some practice in with my Christmas wrapping. Merry Christmas ladies.

That quip...



Love the mental image of Bridget and Officer Hargreaves locked bound and gagged together in the broom closet.

I see you (and hshws) ventured in the realm of "Mainstream-Comicbook-inspired works" (albeit DC instead of Marvel). They do have a lot of potential, and a very stimulating lore and cast of ready-made characters. As a cat burglar, Catwoman is the obvious candidate for USB tales. A lot more obvious than Harley Quinn in my opinion, which is why I'm always a bit surprised Quinn has a lot more "canon" scenes than Selina.

It seems you had tons of fun writing Catwoman - really ramped up her seducing / sultry sex-appeal factor there. It made for enjoyable USB scenes. And that banter with Bruce when she mentions she has his back... and his front. Though she too must be on Santa's naughty list - it's probably why both times her perfectly (purr-fectly?)-laid plan backfired because these pesky sentries were found too soon.

(So Catwoman makes a Grinch reference, but no Cat in the Hat? Preposterous! Then again, the abomination portrayed by Mike Myers is best suited for Halloween...)

[Stormtrooper1990]

I definitely got some practice in with my Christmas wrapping. Merry Christmas ladies.

That quip...



Love the mental image of Bridget and Officer Hargreaves locked bound and gagged together in the broom closet.

I see you (and hshws) ventured in the realm of "Mainstream-Comicbook-inspired works" (albeit DC instead of Marvel). They do have a lot of potential, and a very stimulating lore and cast of ready-made characters. As a cat burglar, Catwoman is the obvious candidate for USB tales. A lot more obvious than Harley Quinn in my opinion, which is why I'm always a bit surprised Quinn has a lot more "canon" scenes than Selina.

It seems you had tons of fun writing Catwoman - really ramped up her seducing / sultry sex-appeal factor there. It made for enjoyable USB scenes. And that banter with Bruce when she mentions she has his back... and his front. Though she too must be on Santa's naughty list - it's probably why both times her perfectly (purr-fectly?)-laid plan backfired because these pesky sentries were found too soon.

(So Catwoman makes a Grinch reference, but no Cat in the Hat? Preposterous! Then again, the abomination portrayed by Mike Myers is best suited for Halloween...)

Hi Rufus

Thanks my friend, that line just popped into my head while I was writing and thought it would be exactly be the kind of thing that Selina would say. I'am glad how it turned out.


Yeah, the both of them; clueless henchgirl and corrupt cop both snuggled together all nice and warm in various forms of undress ready for Christmas; who knows what could happen next? Such a cute couple the blonde and the redhead.


Indeed, personally I'am going to say that I prefer DC instead of Marvel largely because of characters like Selina and Bruce who aren't your cut and dry good guy types but your gray complex heroes, trying to do the right thing but often misunderstood. This makes for as you rightly pointed out, a rich potential of potential USB scenarios for writers like us. And it's good to see another Selina fan, don't get me wrong I like Harley but Selina will always be my favourite. As Gotham's best Cat Burglar, she as more reason and opportunity to steal uniform and/or clothing from the good women of Gotham to fulfill her aims. I might sound controversial here but I do think Harley is a little overrated but that's just my opinion.


I did have a lot of fun writing Selina and I wanted to do her justice by making her what she represents to me, a sultry seductive bad ass chick who can get into the most secure of place by stealing an outfit or two on the way. While she may be bisexual, Bruce will always be her true love. Yeah, I'am also a huge Bruce/Selina fan and love when they are together, since I'am a sucker for a good romance story. The recent Batman movie with Pattinson and Kravitz won me over because of the chemistry the two had. Which provided further inspirations for their interactions in this story.


Well, what actually happened in the case with the second alarm was the League of Assassins dropping into Banes' compound. His mercs haven't even found the unfortunate Maria. The joke being that they are even more incompetent than Penguins girls.

( I couldn't agree with you more, that Mike Myers mockery almost destroyed my childhood memories of Cat in the Hat . Let's hope they don't show it over Christmas or Selina might have to pay someone a visit... )

[rufusluciusivan]

Yeah, the both of them; clueless henchgirl and corrupt cop both snuggled together all nice and warm in various forms of undress ready for Christmas; who knows what could happen next? Such a cute couple the blonde and the redhead.

What happens in the broom closet stays in the broom closet.

And it's good to see another Selina fan, don't get me wrong I like Harley but Selina will always be my favourite.

Team Selina indeed.

[Stormtrooper1990]

Yeah, the both of them; clueless henchgirl and corrupt cop both snuggled together all nice and warm in various forms of undress ready for Christmas; who knows what could happen next? Such a cute couple the blonde and the redhead.

What happens in the broom closet stays in the broom closet.

And it's good to see another Selina fan, don't get me wrong I like Harley but Selina will always be my favourite.

Team Selina indeed.

Oh yeah and perhaps Officer Hargreaves and Bridget might learn crucial life lessons just in time for the season; Penguin is a horrible boss.


Hear hear, Selina all the way.