Cat Fighting Story – How Ninja started her Cat Fighting Club

She was of Chinese origin. She lived in the Bronx. Alone. Because of the slight greenish tinge on her skin, people automatically started calling her Ninja. Her name was helped by the fact that she was quick as lightning on her feet. In time she became a thief, much dreaded in the by-lanes of the Bronx.

However, you cannot be a loner in the Bronx, whatever you do. Ninja wasn’t left alone to do her thing too. As her infamy spread, people began rumoring about the mysterious green thief that burglarized their houses at night. But they were certainly at a loss as to how they could book this sly thief.

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’s peak of thievery had been threatened by the presence of Ninja on the scene. Yes, Sasha was a thief, and a very beautiful one that too. She had the fairest skin one could ever see on a human and she had almost flaming red hair. She had raw Russian looks that really set her apart from everyone else. She was quite alert about this threat called Ninja.

She began tracking Ninja down, through her criminal activities, and then she found there was a pattern about her. And, one night, when Ninja was in the middle of her act, Sasha literally pounced upon her. It was a brutal fight after that. Ninja gave back exactly what she got. The green and white skins began tearing at each other. Their grunts and screams brought a crowd of men at the place.

Sasha saw the men. “Here’s the thief that’s been terrorizing you.” She held Ninja by her hair and presented her. “Do what you want with her.”

“No, we want to watch you fight. Fight, scratch your eyes out,” the men leered.

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.”

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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