Tigra and Cheetah 3: A league of their own

Lois growled, rubbing her thumb and forefinger at the bridge of her nose, "Clarrrk take this serrriously."

Super Kitten was sitting on a couch opposite her recently felineified wife with a massive grin, "I am serious Lois, that's my offical answer 'I'm Superman,'" she purred happily, "An Clark is going into the office tomorrow as a catgirl to talk to Perry."

Lois sighed, "How arrre you going to keep people frrrom connecting the dots, be rrreasonable!"

Super Kitten smiled grabbing Lois's purse from a near table and taking out her compact, turning the mirror toward Lois, "Easy, same way we explain that Lois Lane got turned into a catgirl. Lois and Clark are Superman's chief confidants if one of them is change it only stands to reason both would be."

Lois sighed, "Allrrright valid point," Lois growled snatching back the compact, "But we can't let the worrrrld know Superrrman is a catgirrrl, can't you say she's Superrrgirrrl?"

Super Kitten's expression soured, as she looked out the window, her voice growing low and soft, "Kara is still getting over what Apocalypse did to her. They all are. Batman has locked himself up in his cave and wont come out. Jynx hasn't left Kid Flash's apartment since J'onn broke the programing. And Kara just sit out there in space, staring at the sun, she hasn't moved in 3 days, not...not an inch," Kitten was wiping tears from her eyes as Lion slipped beside her with some tissues, instincts urging her to nuzzle the neck of her husband and purr.

"Clarrrk it's ok," Lois purred softly into Kitten's ear waiting for her to continue.

"If...W-When Kara is ready to come back I want her to feel like she can just pick up, that she doesn't have to fight for the name Supergirl, that something of her old life is ready, waiting to welcome her back. I can't become Supergirl...I-I wont."

Lois nodded slowly, "Alrrright, fine. But can we make up some other name. 'Superman is turned into a Catgirl' is not going to inspire confidence. The criminal element is going to think your weaker, easier to manipulate. I can already see it now 'Super Kitten killed by Intergang, forensics report she had drunk a lethal amount of Kryptonite laced milk.'"

Super Kitten's eyes went wide as she looked around quickly, "You have milk?" she said before dashing off to the kitchen in a flash, when she returned she was tearing the top off a jug with her teeth and gouging on the contents. Lois watched for a moment before a low growl grew in the pit of her throat and she dashed over to her husband, "Mine!" as the girls fought over the plastic container it shattered raining milks everywhere and creating a large puddle between them. The two catgirls immediately dropped to their hands and feet and began licking at the puddle and each other. Any other topic of discussion was immediately dropped in the presence of milk until both of them had cleaned ever drop their sensitive noses could detect, and once that was over their new instincts turned on each other, their eyes locked with the other as they helped the other discard their clothing and preceded to groom the other clean.

Talking would not resume for several hours and after the pair had cleaned each other their turned to more carnal impulses, it would be quite some time before they could have any sort of reasonable, civil discussion.

"W-who...W-what are you?" the terrified thug cowered in the shadows stumbling back to get away from the advancing figure, lightning crashed as the figure advanced reaching out a leather glove, the exposed fingers ended in sharp claws and were covered in orange and black stripped fur.

The figured growled, flashing inhumanly sharp canines, "Where is he?" it's voice was rough, though with a hint of a soft feminine pitch.

"B-Batman?"

Tigra pulled herself into the light incredulously, "Batman? Seriously? Batman?" Tigra's tail whipped the man absently as she brushed back her hair to expose her long pointed ears, "Seriously do I look anything like a bat?" pulling the thug in close until his face rested between her ample bosom, "And what man has mamories like these." she huffed.

A figure from behind her coughed, with lightning speed she spun around with a ready leg to deliver a kick in a seconds once she confirmed her target, and the color drained from her fur, "B-Batman."

"He's getting away."

Shoving Tigra roughly aside a batarang shot from his wrist trussing up the thug in it's cables. Tigra followed behind noting Batman still war the armor of War as he lifted up the thug and glared daggers at him, "Where." his voice hard as a razor's edge.

"T-They said you were dead." the thug sputtered.

Tigra moved into position beside the Dark Knight, "I don't think he's in the mood for games."

"Star City." the thug blurted out before Batman hung him from a near lampost on his batline. "Hey-Hey you can't leave me like this."

Tigra glanced back as Batman walked away, "The Police will be by any minute." as they both vanished down a ally, Batman lancing a line to take to the skies as Tigra dug her claws into the creases of the brick work and vaulted her way up the side of the building until they were both roofside.

"Good to see you back on your feet bats," Tigra smiled, "We we're starting to get worried."

He paused a moment as they reached the parked batjet, "How is Supergirl? Kal-El and Jinx?"

Tigra hesitated a long while, "Not good."

"I'm working on a cure." he said before leaping into the seat of his jet, the door starting to close.

Tigra's strength prevented that from happening. "You not just going to fly off to brood Batman, it doesn't work like that. Apocalypse messed you up, you need to let someone help, it's the only way your going to heal."

Gas jets around the perimeter of the cockpit came to life dousing Tigra in their toxins, as she coughed she lost her grip dropping to her knees as the batjet started a vertical lift off, "You'll regain your strength in a few hours." Batman said flatly as the batjet vanished off into the sky.

Tigra growled as she rolled onto her back and stared up at the sky. "Well that went well." Tigra groused, her ears twitching as she heard voices approaching, "And of course here come some thugs to take advantage of a prone and helpless X-Man."

"I thought I smelled a cat," the voice was low, rich, and full of power, the scent made Tigra's heart beat faster. His name was Tygrus, a massive creature, with a midnight black pelt and shining yellow eyes. He lifted the defenseless Tigra to eye level, her head listing back without her control until Tygrus used his other hand to prop the back of her head up so they could look each other in the eyes. "Tell me kitten what is your name."

"Tigra," her heart beat racing as she had flashbacks to her first encounter with the Molecule Man;

"Are you going to make me your mate?"

The Molecule Man had bested the Avengers and only Tigra had any modicum of freedom. She was the only Avenger he had let walk freely, was she really that beneath his notice? And if had had answered yes, how could she stop him? Thankfully things turned out quite differently and in the end The Molecule Man reformed, due in no small part to her words, it was one of her few accomplishments that gave her strength.

Tygrus' words snapped her out of her daydream, bringing to light she has mimicked his line word for one aloud, not just in memory.

"A tempting offer," Tygrus purred, "But you come to late, I already have a mate."

"I am not your mate," a sultry voice growled as she struck a blow to the backside of Tygrus' head, stunned he lost his grip on Tigra dropping her unceremoniously to the floor.

"Ow!"

Tygrus turned around, starring into the fierce green eyes of Selina Kyle, the Catwoman, clad in her black leather costume.

"Mate," he purred, as Tigra watched on helplessly. His large hand moved to her stomach, caressing it gently, causing Selina to close her eyes and rest her head in Tygrus' open palm. "I have been looking all over for you."

Pulling her close as they shared a passionate kiss, Selina didn't seem resistant in the slightest. "I am not your mate," Selina sounded less and less convincing, as Tygrus' hand turn into her suit stripping it free, as Selina's hand moved to the cathead pendent hanging around her neck, her form shifting into a golden felinoid.

"Where have you been mate," Tygrus purred, a hint of irritation in his voice, "And why do you hide your beautiful true form?"

Catwoman pressed her body against Tygrus as she purred, "I'm sorry mate. I've been a fool."

"Get a room you too." Tigra chuckled.

Tigra's words seemed to have woken up something in Selina's mind as she pulled away, moving toward the edge of building, pausing only a moment to look back at Tygrus and the prone Tigra, "Damn." she growled as she turned back to Tygrus gritting her teeth.

"Come back my mate.

Selina grit her teeth, grinding them as she growled, her eyes scrunched tight. "Tygrus your mate is hungry go find me some food." there was a unusual amount of authority in her voice, even Tigra felt compelled to comply as Tygrus purred and quickly ran off.

As soon as he was gone Selina moved to Tigra, hefting her up in her arms and quickly ran off.

"Selina Kyle I presume?" Tigra wondered as she was carried away, "What just happened?"

Selina growled, her voice was dangerous and low, "Ever since Tygrus...took... me...as his mate. I've been unable to resist him."

"And your...pregnant?"

Selina looked away and growled.

"How long?"

"7 months."

Tigra tried to hug the fellow catgirl but her arms were still lifeless, "I'm sorry. I know what's it's like."

Selina growled, "I highly doubt that!"

Tigra fell silent a few moments, "No...I do."

Selina came to a full stop setting Tigra against a wall in a ally and crouched low, "What happened," a much softer tone in her voice.

Once more Tigra felt compelled to answer, though she was already on that path to begin. "My powers come from being champion of the Cat People, I wont bore you with the details but at one point I was presented with a tough choice, if I was to keep operating as their champion I needed to fulfill my duties and become mate to their new king, to solidify his position as ruler."

Selina pulled Tigra into her arms, "How did you get away from him?"

"A long story, I avoided my fate, did not have to become his mate. But he was not the first time I have been close to someone's mate." Tigra paused a long time as she sighed, "One day my luck's going to run out."

Selina was silent before suddenly hefting Tigra up on her shoulder again and rushing off, "We need to keep moving, keep out of Tygrus' radar, before my luck runs out and I run off to the jungle to sput out litters and spend all my days getting fat and breeding all day long."

"How did you get him to go away, he seemed quite...determined."

Selina dropped into sewer and picked up her pace, the over powering stench made Tigra gag, "Ugh did you have to use the sewers, your never going to get that flotsom out of your fur."

"Yes, need to muddy out scents."

Tigra gag again vomiting a bit down Selina's back, "Sorry."

"I'm going to do the same in a few seconds."

Selina's own gagging sound made Tigra's stomach turn and she vomited again.

"Anyway as for Tygrus I've always had a empathic connection with felines my...transformation seems to have heightened it greatly."

"Guess that makes you the lucky one."

Selina growled, "Yeah lucky."

They traveled a bit more until emerging into a alley where Selina climbed a wall and slipped into a small warehouse through a open window. As soon as she landed she set Tigra down and transformed back to her human form, slipping away where the sound of running water could be heard. "I'll be out in a bit with food and milk darlings."

Tigra didn't have long to wait before she felt, saw, and heard dozens of house cats and even a couple tigers approach her, nuzzling her affectionately. Her fingers starting to twitch, "Alright!" she exclaimed, "finally getting some feeling back."

Selina emerged from her shower still wet and immediately transformed back to catgirl form as she dropped to her paws and padded over to her tigers nuzzling them lovingly as her cats milled about you, "Momma home, it's alright dears, and look I brought us a new friend," she paused looking to Tigra a moment, "Tigra was it."

She nodded, "And thanks for the save."

Selina padded away, "It's perfectly alright," moving to a ice chest where she started doling out bowls of milk the felines peeling off to move to the placed dishes as tigra forced herself to her feet, she got two steps before they gave out and she dropped to face.

"Owch."

Selina slid a milk bowl under Tigra nose and they both began to drink from it as she set a raw fish on a plate next to them, the other cats had their own fish or kibble dishes. "I'm actually glad I ran into you. I wanted to thank you."

Tigra looked to Selina a moment on confusion before it dawned, "Right Cheetah's pendent."

Selina nodded, "Originally yours right?"

Tigra nodded, "Never used it anyway figured someone should get some use out of it," then she paused glancing around, "I thought Catwoman liked to live in luxury isn't this place a little run down."

Selina growled, "Have to keep moving, one step ahead of Tygrus."

Tigra nodded, "You seem pretty happy as a catgirl though."

Selina stopped cold and stood up, moving to a wall with a mirror laying against it, one that had long since been smashed creating several reflections. "I hate this," she said looking at her left paw, her body changing back as she gripped the pendent with her right hand, "I love this."

She growled shifting back, "I am a cat burglar, a socialite, and a activist, I am not a animal, a pet, a mate," she growled the last part.

Tigra dragged herself over, forcing herself to her legs and she wrapped her arms around Selina, "I'm no one's pet, and choose my own mates but I am a animal, a dangerous, wild Tigra, mrowl. But I can understand how everyone is not a tiger at heart."

Selina turned around staring into Tigra's old emerald orbs, "Thank you." tears running down Selina's face as Tigra stepped back waving a hand dismissively, "No big deal."

"Greer! When did you get back in town!" Perry smiled as Tigra entered his office dressed in a suit and tie, though like her X-Men uniform her toes were exposed.

"Hey Perry, oh you know us pan-dimensional catgirls, we go where the Boomtubes blow. Was hoping you might have some work for a catgirl to earn some pocket money when in a foreign dimension."

Perry walked over as he swung a arm around her and smiled, "Oh I'm sure we can find something for you to do. Besides maybe you can help Lois and Clark deal with their own changes. Poor kids, it was bad enough when the Legion of Doom targeted them for being Superman's voice to the press and now even he's putting them in danger."

Tigra looked confused a moment, "Say again, what did Superman do to Lois and Clark."

"Red Kruptonite turned him into a catgirl, you should know about that right?"

'Kal went with "turned into a catgirl?" I thought Lois was going to talk her out of it.' Tigra paused a moment, "Yeah I heard about that."

"Well he won't go over the details of how but apparently the red stuff gave him the power to make catgirls and he can't reverse it, but he knows the trigger now so it shouldn't happen again."

"This Red Kryptonite stuff sounds crazy."

Perry nods, "Each one is different, one time it compelled superman to wear hats."

Tigra laughed.

"Yeah that was a riot, the time it turned him into a dragon, or a infant, or made him immune to green kryptonite but not silver, gold, aluminum and diamonds, drove him insane for 48 hours, robed him of all his powers, and his memories, or into a giant."

Tigra shivered, "And now he's a teenage catgirl."

Perry nods.

Supergirl floated in space staring out at the sun, still clad in her armor of Death, she had not moved a inch since she came up here. Her gaze fixed on the sun as Super Kitten approached her position pausing as she saw Supergirl's hands starting to move, with slow shaky motions she looked down at her hands her eyes tracing her armor as she stared down in silence, before suddenly stripping her clothes from her body letting them drift in space as she hovered there naked. Kal-El speed over wrapping her arms around her cousin comfortingly, "Kara speak to me."

"I'm a monster." Kara's voice was cracking as tear began to stream, Kal-El turning her around to pull her into her arms, purring softly.

"Your no such thing Kara, you're a victim." wrapping her cape around the both of them. "Come on let's get you a new costume and some food."

Kara nested her head in the crest of Kal-El's neck crying softly, "I'm sorry Kal, sorry was so weak."

Kal-El nuzzled her purring, "You're not weak, you're my cousin, you're stronger then you could ever imagine."

"But Kal I..." Kara looked into her cousin's eyes sadly, giving Kal a kiss on the cheek, "I want to go home."

Kal tensed at the kiss, making Kara pull away, "Kal? Am I really that repulsive I can't kiss my own cousin?"

Kal grabbed Kara's wrists quickly looking her over panicky, "Kara do you feel ok? Hot? Queezy? I don't see any fur yet, you feel normal?"

"Kal your scaring me," she said nervously as Kal turned her around quickly, "What's going on."

"It's my change, the Red Kryptonite, if I kiss someone they turn into a catgirl." she said quickly.

Kara pulled Kal close to her chest as the catgirl began to shiver, "Kal it's OK. really I'm fine."

"Oh God, fur, I feel fur! Kara I'm sorry!"

Kara chuckles pulling Kal's hand away from the base of her scalp, "That's my hairline," she laughed kissing Kal's forehead, "I'm fine."

Kal took a large breath of relief, "Thank goodness, I was scared there."

Kara smiled as Kal-El removed his cape wrapping her in it, "Let's go home."

Kal-El smiled, "Ladies first."

Selina paced nervously outside the Hall of Justice, "This is such a bad idea," she said to herself as she paced about, hidden in the shadows until Fire came to the door, looking around, "OK what's the problem?"

"I need to speak to Super Kitten," Catwoman, human and in her costume, emerged from the shadows, "Please it's important."

"You, your the cat bugler who broke into Star Labs."

A strange device fell at Fire feet, "You can have it back , please this is important."

"Fire looked cautiously to the device before picking it up, leading Selina inside, "What is this about?"

"I need to talk to Super Kitten, it's a catgirl thing."

Fire paused, looking to Selina who looked uncharacteristically nervous. "Wait here, I'll see what I can do." walking off after leading Selina to a holding room, the door locked behind her but Selina did not have to wait long before it opened again.

Tigra was waiting, "What's up Selina?"

"I need Super Kitten's help, I...I can't do this alone."

"Tygrus?"

"No bigger then that, you know what I stole from Star Labs, why?"

"Psionic Amplifier right, suppose to increase Psionic Powers."

"Was hoping it would boost my empathic powers to get Tygrus out of my life for good."

"But it did something else."

Selina nods, "I heard, I saw, cat people, they were in trouble. Another dimension...I...I can't just leave my kitties like that, I need to help...I need the Justice League, only they could find a way to that dimension. And I need Super Kitten for fire support."

Tigra paused thoughtfully, "I'll talk to her, just wait here."

Selina nods.

She waited a few more minutes before the door opened, this time Lois, Tigra, Cheetah, and Super Kitten were there, Tigra smiled, "The Justice League doesn't like solo missions, hope you don't mind a pride."

Tears streamed from Selina's eyes and she ran over hugging Tigra, "You don't know what this means, thank you." Glancing over at Lios however caused her to stop. "Who'se she?"

"Lois Lane," she smiled flexing her claws, "Not every day a reporter gets to see another world, besides these claws aren't just for show."

Selina chuckled, "You have a plan to get us there."

Super Kitten smirked, "One or two."

Fin