Catgirl: Young Justice BOOK 3 (ON-HOLD)

CHAPTER 15

|Gotham City
|February 13 2016, 19:59

Amelia lifted her eyes from her work when Felix stormed into his office.

"Forget something?", he pointed to her phone, coming over to the desk.

"No?" Amelia double checked her phone for any texts. She had multiple. "Sir," she pinched the bridge of her nose, "What did I tell you about about catnip and delusions?"

"What?" Felix laughed. "You think I imagined you saying-? I didn't! I already told you, catnip doesn't-!"

"Doesn't affect you. Yes. Bastet made you immune to addictions too, naturally.", Amelia rolled her eyes. She went back to her work. "I'll have your clothes dry cleaned, sir. In the meantime, drink something non-alcoholic and get some rest."

Felix put a hand on his hip. "You think I'm psychotic." He scoffed and pulled out his phone to show her his texts.

Amelia took his phone and narrowed her eyes at the text that supposedly came from her. They didn't, but it did look that way. "What exactly were you doing when you asked for this car, sir?"

"Katherine got her cast off today.", Felix answered, not sure what that had to do with it until he said it out loud. The he knew exactly what had happened. "He fucking hacked me! That little- gimme that!", he snatched his phone back, calling the sender. "He better pick up."

Amelia's phone rang, the call going to her phone, instead of whatever device Nightwing had used to hack them.

Felix had a pretty good idea why.

He rung Katherine next.

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|Star City

Katherine's phone vibrated in her belt. For what was probably the dozenth time now. Felix, no doubt.

The way she saw it, he'd kill her for coming here anyway. By the time she'd done what she came here to do, the ghosting wouldn't even come up in the argument about what she could and couldn't do when feral.

Her coming to Star City, it'd be a win-win for her either way; do some good, or do something that should've been done years ago.

It wasn't as if anyone would truly miss Roy Harper.

If people actually cared, he wouldn't have had the opportunity to go as far off the rails as Nightwing said he was. Someone would've- should've stopped him, years ago.

Someone should've helped him.

What good were heroes if they couldn't even save their own?

Hopefully Roy would still be good enough to stop a simple robbery call from 'Bullfrog Health Food'.

"The hell even is a bullfrog?", Katherine asked, keeping her gun pointed at the cashier as they filled her bag with the registers money.

"F-Frog!"

"Well no shit." Katherine chuckled at the cashier, swiping what money had been packed already. "Keep the change.", she said, leaving the rest of the money in the register and leaving.

Katherine ran to give the illusion this wasn't completely planned- and just like that, the first arrow was fired; she'd successfully baited Red Arrow into a chase- if you could call it a chase.

He'd stopped her in less than 5 seconds.

"What was that?!", Katherine gestured the second arrow Red Arrow fired. It missed her by several meters. She went back to pull it out the ground, but couldn't get it out the sidewalk. "Only thing you hit was rock...bottom.", Katherine slowly looked up to where he was now standing, directly infront of her.