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Cat Fighting Story – How Ninja’s Catfight Club began

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 is never a thing where you can do your thing and won’t be watched. Ninja didn’t get the seclusion either. As Ninja began thieving more and more, her popularity began to spread. People became cautious of this thief who they till then did not know who they were, except the fact that they were very 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, we want to watch you fight. Fight, scratch your eyes out,” the men leered.

Sasha jumped at the chance. They began fighting again. More men collected below. And then one of them said, “You are both thieves! We could call the cops her right now and have you arrested. But if you give us these catfights every night, we won’t.” All men voiced their agreement.

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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Last Modified: June 1st, 2009
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