“Yahhhh!!”
The top of her foot rammed against your right cheek with surprising ferocity, forcing you to stagger backwards, grabbing at your bruised cheek. The savage roundhouse kick connected with such forward momentum that it nearly dropped you in a groggy haze.
As you did so, she reaffirmed her glare with a taunting sneer, before rubbing her shoulder for a moment. Wincing through her canines, she yanked out the electrodes still protruding from her flesh, tossing the devices away with disgust.
“Beneath all your toys and utility belts, just a man,” she playfully hissed, before running at you. Leaping into the air, she stretched out her feline claws towards you, clearly ready to deal the coup de grace.
In mid-flight however, you acted out of pure instinct, and lashed out, grabbing her by the armpits just as she was about to slash you.
A look of surprise dawned on her, but was quickly washed out by a feral snarl. Before she could begin to claw at you, you continued her forward momentum by throwing her off, flinging the agile villainess to the ground.
Her back lightly grazed the floor before she planted herself firmly, her claws scraping against the metal floor. She kept on her fours, somehow maintaining her sense of balance as her tail continued swaying through the air in an almost hypnotic motion. In fact, that could be quite symbolic for her eyes, which studied you with a newfound intrigue.
“I had you wrong, Batman. You might put up a fight after all,” she taunted, her eyes scanning your body in hopes of finding an opening.
“I’ll finish it too,” you countered, beckoning her forward with your right hand. The classic bait-and-wait trick.
Taking your bait, she licked her lips hungrily, brandishing her claws.
Jumping to her feet, she pounced towards you in a blind rage, now relying on her natural lower-body strength to launch herself in the air. Your eyes widened as she went airborne, now a few meters above the ground. Within seconds, she had rotated a full 720, and began stretching her front leg out to execute a momentous spin kick, one that would've rearranged your face several times over.
Luckily, you jerked back just in time to evade her heel as it jack knifed the air in front of you, barely missing your nose.
Stumbling slightly upon landing, she quickly closed your window for capitalization by snapping a swift round kick your way. Instantly, one gauntlet dropped to cushion the impact, which gave her enough time to regain her footing.
Grounding yourself, you lifted one forearm to block her next downward slash, which emitted a ear piercing screech against your steel gauntlet, her potent fingernails just barely missing the soft cartilage of your nose.
She tried again with a straight left jab to your chin, but you nearly broke her arm at the elbow by ramming your forearm into her elbow, knocking her arm awry.
A pained look briefly crossed her face as you replied with a swift right cross that struck her across the mouth, disrupting her current flow. Her front knee nearly buckled in the process, as you began to press your advantage.
Shaking the cobwebs out, she replied in kind by feinting a strong roundhouse to your liver, only for you to make the rare rookie mistake.
Dropping your left gauntlet to block, you were in turn taken off guard as she suddenly swung her foot upward, out of your immediate grasp, and pivoted on her left foot still on the ground.
You had only a split second what she had been setting up for, but by then, the top of her foot had already slammed against your eardrum.
“Uuugghhh!” You grunted as her straight roundhouse nearly made you deaf in one ear, rocking your head sideways and almost scrambling your visor feed. Stumbling back, your visor finally came back in focus only to be met with a startling sight: Cheetah’s bare foot.
Forwarding her momentum, Cheetah twirled around on one foot, and in one fluid motion, nailed a smooth spinning heel kick to the side of your head. The kick, delivered with her usual ferocity, sent you in a full 360. Your visor malfunctioned yet again as the heel of her foot send you in a whirlwind of dizziness.
Lurching backwards, you nearly stumbled into a wall, before recovering. Raising your gauntlets, your eyes widened as she pounced on you once again, before swiping at you with one arm. Deflecting the blow with your gauntlets, you capitalized as her momentum betrayed her, causing her to stumble forwards.
Latching on to her forearm with both hands, you judo threw her overhead, focusing much of your body weight behind the throw. Maneuvering her body in mid-air, she instead landed feet first on the nearby wall, her toes grazing the surface.
In an absolutely breathtaking act of agility and balance, even for a split second, Cheetah was clinging to the wall, using it as a makeshift kick off point before she flashed you a taunting grin.
Your eyes widened in surprise as she instead kicked off of the wall in a breathtaking feat of agility. Rebounding towards you, that split second of hesitation might’ve cost you the advantage.
SMACK!!! Her left foot connected with your mouth, emitting the same cringing effect of flesh meeting flesh. In one fluid motion, she snapped a spinning kick right into your chiseled jaw, nearly knocking out your back molars as she executed the crisp flying roundhouse.
A revealing groan escaped your resilient lips as you lost your footing, and tumbled to the floor unceremoniously. Twirling around on one wobbly foot, you were forced to taste concrete for the first time in the confrontation, as you skidded across the ground thanks to the momentum behind her definite game changer.
You may still be conscious, but your pride had been damaged.
Out of your peripheral vision, you could barely make out Cheetah landing gracefully on all fours, before slowly, almost spitefully, rising to her full height. A victorious grin crossed her face as she began purposely sauntering your way, relishing every second of it.
You noticed a new aura of confidence surrounding her, her hips cocking from side to side, and her muscles becoming more relaxed.
“She thinks she’s beat me,” you thought to yourself, just before she reaches you.
“Aarrgh!” Cheetah drove her foot in between your shoulderblades, pushing you back down. As you cape sprawled out, she absolutely Her foot planted dominantly on your lower back, you winced in pain as she twisted the ball of her foot against your spine, relishing in your suppressed groans.
It was almost symbolic of her fighting prowess compared to you. While you were moth methodical, more reactive, she was always the aggressor, never letting up until the job was done.
“Stay down, Batman. You might not get up next time,” she sauntered bashfully, continuing to grind her heel into your spine, purposely preventing you from retorting.
“You know, I could crush you like a bug right now. Tempting, I know, but last time that meathead Bane crippled you, you had a remarkable fast recovery rate. Maybe I should just skip the pleasantries,” she pondered out loud.
Almost in a teasing way, she began tracing your muscles with her foot, as you continued to write under her weight. The humiliation was definitely present, but you had one more trick up your sleeve. Literally.
Her pointed toes continued tracing your cape, circling around your shoulderblades, and creeping up your neck. Of course, you visibly cringed, to maintain the illusion. Unbeknownst to her, your fingers began reaching into a pocket embedded within your glove, for a last resort.
Finally, her toes stretched atop the back of your cowl. Her sole began ever so subtly pressing down on your skull, her sharp toenails digging through your protective fabric. She was trying to crush your skull beneath her foot!
“Maybe you should’ve brought Superman with you, Batman. Perhaps he could finish the job that you were never even qualified for,” she smirked, before beginning to grind against your skull.
“Maybe…” You struggled to find words amongst the mass waves of pain that began circulating through the back of your neck, but you still found a way.
“But I’m not done yet.” With that resilient statement, you suddenly twirled around on your side, knocking Cheetah’s foot off.
Before she could land another kick, you rammed a miniature Batarang through her ankle, breaking clean through her fur and embedding it within her flesh.
“Aaarrgghh!” She howled with pain as the sudden realization came down on her like a cement truck, instantly engulfing her world with blinding, searing pain. Just as she started to grab at her wounded ankle, you took advantage of her doubling over to land a gloved fist right across her mouth, before bringing both feet up and slamming them into her sides.
With a grunt, she was catapulted backwards, just as a pool of her own blood began forming beside you. Working up a glob of blood and possibly teeth in your throat, you hastily spit out the contents on the floor.
Clambering to your feet, you shook off more stars as Cheetah threw herself at a display case for support. Blood was now spurting from her open wound, tainting the floor that she stood on. Wincing one after another, she gave you a hateful look as she limped to her feet, holding on to the table for dear life.
“You and your bloody toys,” she growled, before cursing at you madly under her breath. With a pained cry and tears in her eyes, she pried out the bloodied Batarang with a hushed shriek, before throwing it aside.
“There’s only one way this can end, Barbara,” you told her simply, cracking your knuckles.
“Yes…” Straightening herself out, she shot out a mouthful of blood before returning her hateful stare back to you.
“With your head as a trophy on my wall!” she snarled venomously, before dropping down to her fours and racing towards you, evoking the image of the mighty Cheetah, her namesake.
You clenched your fists as you two engaged once again in battle.
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