Cat Fighting Story – How Ninja started her Cat Fighting 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 done well as a thief too. Her beautiful Russian looks – auburn hair and pearl white skin – glowed in the night light, but there was a thief under that pristine visage. Now she felt threatened. She wanted to find out who was stealing her bread and butter.
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.”
And so the fight resumed. The crowd that gathered was huge. Then one man said, “We know you both are thieves. But we let you go if you promise us these catfights here every night. The day you stop, we hand you over.”
This was how the catfighting club began. First it was only Ninja and Sasha who fought each other. Then, when the men began throwing tips, other women joined the fray too. Bronx now had its own catfighting club.
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