Cat Fighting Story – Ninja starts her Catfighting Club
No one knew where Ninja came from but her looks made it apparent was she was Asian. Also, just like those Ninja Turtles, she had a mysterious greenish glow on her skin. She had made the Bronx her playground for her criminal activities. Yes, she was a thief – a very quick and stealthy one at that – and she terrorized the Bronx.
But the Bronx isn’t a place where you become a thief and are left alone. As Ninja snatched more and more purses, burglarized more houses than she could count and even broke into a few shopping establishments, people became wary of the shadow-footed thief. They didn’t know who it was – they just knew the thief was too fast for them.
The Bronx has a big underbelly. If Ninja was at the height of her popularity, it didn’t mean other criminals were sleeping. They were just lying dormant. Watching. Watching who it was that was quicker than them. And the one who was watching the most was Sasha.
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Sasha had been a thief also. She was of Russian origin and was a very beautiful thief with her reddish hair and her almost pale skin. She looked too ethereal to be a thief, but a thief she certainly was. When she knew about Ninja, she did not like it. She was immediately on her guard.
So Sasha prowled the alleys of the Bronx, lying in wait. And then one night, she saw her. It was a direct confrontation. She nabbed Ninja as she was trying to break into a house. The fight became ugly. Green and white skin intertwined in combat. They scratched and punched. Oblivious to them, people gathered on the scene, cheering them on.
The men began hooting. Sasha saw them. “This is the thief,” she declared, bringing Ninja forward by her hair. “She’s all yours now.”
“No, don’t break up the catfight,” the men said. “We want to see you pulling her hair out.”
At this, both the ladies resumed their fight. They began scratching and clawing at each other, even as the men goaded them on. Then, suddenly, one man said, “You are both criminals. We can hand you to the police right now. But we won’t. Just promise us you will give us these catfights here every night.” All men began cheering the man who said this.
They had to comply. In time Ninja took over. She catfought Sasha every night first and then some other women came when they realized the men had begun tipping handsomely. Thus began one of the seediest catfighting clubs in the Bronx.
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