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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.
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.
And the Bronx is not a lonely place even for the criminals. Other no-gooders were watching Ninja’s every move. One of these people 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.
She found a pattern in Ninja’s visits and then, one night, she saw her in the act. Ninja was just preparing to break into a house. Sasha pounced over her and clawed her. Ninja was startled, but then she gave back what she got. It was a great sight – two lithe beauties, one green-skinned and one white-skinned, in mortal combat. They didn’t know it then, but a crowd of men gathered to see them in their catfight.
“She is your thief,” Sasha said to the men when she saw them, tugging Ninja by her hair. “Now she’s yours.”
“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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