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Catherine...she's...she's...; ...alive?
Topic Started: Jul 9 2010, 11:11 AM (39 Views)
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Hand in hand, Blink and Catherine run through the city streets laughing through bated breaths.

Catherine: In here!

Without giving any further mention, Catherine turns pulling a giggling Blink in behind her as they stop inside of the alley where they quickly duck in behind a couple of trash cans. Catherine peers up over one of them and watches as three thugs meet up in front of the alley and start looking around.

Thug1: You seen where they went?

Thug2: No, but they couldn’t have gotten far.

Thug3: Fuck those bitches!

Not a call of surrender, but more so one of frustration before they split up in search of both Catherine and Blink who, after assessing the safety of coming out, start up laughing again.

Blink: Wow…they’re really upset.

Catherine: Well it’s what they get for trying to have their way with me.

Hearing that, Blink’s expression slowly drops. As soon as Catherine notices this, she lands a hand over her partners shoulder reassuringly.

Catherine: Hey, it’s okay. I’ll admit it was sudden and maybe a bit much,

Blink lowers her head by Catherine picks it back up with a couple of fingers beneath the chin.

Catherine: But it’s okay, really. We’ll work through it. Okay?

Blink doesn’t seem so certain, but feels she should at least take the shot and nods her head. Catherine smiles at the sight of this and leans forward to give Blink a quick peck on the forehead. Blink gently lands a hand on the spot as Catherine pushes herself up to her feet prior to giving herself a quick dusting.

Catherine: So! What do you want to do now?

Seeing her already beyond the incident, Blink can only admire her spirit as she takes hold of Catherine’s hands before being pulled up to her feet.

Blink: If we hurry we might get in some good time in the gym before they close.

Catherine: Gonna get in some training for Clay, are ya?

Blink: I figure it’d be the smart thing to do.

Catherine: That’s good. That guy can use a really good ass kicking and while I was hoping I could be the one to do it…

Blink: Lara will be there.

Catherine: She had damn well better be, the little whore. Think I should carve in “Cathy” or go for the full “Catherine?”

Blink: Definitely “Catherine”.

Catherine: Let’s go then. Lead on, fearless leader.

Catherine smiles as she extends her hand for Blink to take hold of. She doesn’t have to think about it twice as she wraps her own hand around Catherine’s and, per the request, begins leading the way. After a few steps a sudden wind kicks up causing Blink’s hair to flow in all sorts of directions. Turning with a smile to see just how Catherine is fairing in this sudden wind, Blink is startled to see she’s alone.




From the perspective in the front pew, Blink can only really make out Catherine’s face, hands resting over her bust, and tips of her feet as they protrude over the open casket. So peaceful looking, Catherine is dressed in a flowing black gown and surrounded by flowers that reside along with her. Blink looks around to see who’s there and first notices a brunette woman seated in the other front pew dabbing her eyes with a handkerchief. Not someone she’s ever met before, but judging by her appearance Blink can guess her to be the mystery girlfriend Catherine had spent so much time telling her about. If only she could go over to her and say that.

In the corner are four individuals who seem upset enough to remain quiet even in a group, but fight back whatever real emotions they have to unleash later when they’re all alone. Two men, one larger than the other, and two women. A blond and a dark haired girl. For a moment, Blink stares intensely at the dark haired girl because she can swear that she looks just how Catherine did when they first met. But after getting a good look at her face, Blink realizes the similarities stop there.

A few pews in behind her are Emily and Cyndi. Kind enough of them to come, yet Emily seems to be reserving her own emotions and using the “how long is this going to take” expression. Blink smiles knowing exactly what that look means. Cyndi seems a little more stoic as if something rests on her mind. Her eyes are fixed on Catherine’s body lying in the casket and eventually mutters something under her breath.


Cyndi: Shouldn’t have threatened her to push herself so far.

With no one else here, Blink turns back toward Catherine and simply remains there staring at her former partner.

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Blink steps out of the Bad Girls locker room stopping to gaze up at the sign wondering how long it’ll be until someone comes along and either tears out or crosses off the plural. She knows she can easily do is right now, but can’t find the willpower to even raise her hand up to take hold of it. Further down the hall, Toby, along with his usual set of friends, turns and spots Blink standing staring at the doors label.

Toby: Hey, Blink! Over here!

Blink just looks at the Toby and his group before turning to make her way down the opposite end of the hall.

Friend: Maybe she didn’t hear you.

Toby isn’t so certain of that as he continues to watch Blink make her way down the hall and out of sight.

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Catherine: A nobody? Me? Hon, maybe you’ve never heard of me but everyone else out there knows my fucking name. Except for this one guy. One time I hit him so hard with my crowbar I swear he got amnesia.

Blink: Yeah, well,

Uh-oh, it’s the “hate to break it to you” arrogant tone of voice…

Blink: But here you’re just another goth girl nobody. Even says so on the board here.

Catherine: What? Lemme see.

And see she does as Catherine begins reading the little write up blurb from their match. A bit of a low muttered sarcastic tone as Catherine reads over the star pupil portion and with deep sigh she continues reading the rest right up to the end. And that’s when she gets silent as her eyes dart back over the sentence once more. And again. Blink, almost a smug grin on her face, just barely turns away in time when Catherine smashes the glass with her crowbar. Not so smug now, are you?

Blink: Jesus!

But by now Catherine is just looking down both ends of the hall expecting something to happen, maybe someone to run up at her and ask her what just happened. But nothing.

Catherine: Hm. Nothing.

That’s what I said.

Catherine: Try again this weekend.

Almost like shattering glass with a crowbar was an every day event, Catherine casually walks down the hall-leaving Blink still in her cowering yet still standing position.


Blink stares at the bulletin board silently for a little while before turning away from it to make her way out through the front doors.

The sidewalk seems a little busy but for the most part nobody seems to mind when Blink stops and stares down.


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Catherine: But while we’re here…

Blink: Huh?

Blink turns her head to find Catherine stopped and staring back at her with a smile on her face.

Catherine: Suicide?

For a moment Blink stares at her but eventually comes to a determined nod. With that, both girls ready themselves before giving out the standard “ready, set, go” routine as they begin running down the sidewalk. Both girls are currently neck and neck as people jump out of their way as Blink lets out a giggle.

Blink: I don’t know why you challenged me! With those big, hulking boots and that outfit there’s no way you can beat me!

Catherine: Then won’t you be surprised when I lap you ten times over!

Both girls continue running to the end of the sidewalk where they touch their fingers down and turn to run back up. However it’s Blink who runs up alone as Catherine slows down to a halt watching her partner go with a smile.


Quickly dismissing the memory, Blink starts running forward brushing past person after person until she gets to the end of the sidewalk where she presses her fingers down on the end and turns to run back up the sidewalk but, like Catherine, she slows down to a stop no longer feeling the urge to run. Once more Blink is left standing there before she finally turns around and continues along the sidewalk like everyone else.

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Catherine: The fucking-fuck is this? Ill tempered? I’m newer fucking ill tempered, the fuck does that fucker know about ill fucking temper?

Blink, without pausing her routine, speaks during her two-second break intervals.

Blink: You did break…that glass covering…and got us…disqualified when you…hit T-Bird upside…the head with…your crowbar.

Catherine: First off, fuck you. Secondly,


Blink smiles to herself while walking along the sidewalk.

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Catherine: Secondly, the crowbar has a name and it would be very appreciative if you used it. Thirdly…thirdly

Blink’s pink ponytail; now turns in a completely different direction when the younger star turns her head momentarily toward her partner.

Blink: The disqualification?

Catherine: You were in trouble, as your partner I had to do something in order to save you.

Blink doesn’t respond really, other than to hop her feet back together and start stretching her left arm via bringing across her chest pushing against it lightly with her right forearm.

Catherine: Alright, sorry. Is that better? Can you sleep now at night?

Blink: A little. I’ll just be glad when I lose this tournament and we can continue on track with—

Catherine: Whoa, whoa…when you lose this tournament? Don’t you mean “win”?

Blink: Lady Emily sent me on a task; none of people I’m after are a part of this tournament so why bother pushing forward? It’ll lessen my chances of—

Blink stops when she feels far more pressure building against her arm as Catherine grips hold of her wrist and pulls back keeping the pink haired woman’s other arm pinned against her chest in the process.

Catherine: Listen, this is your one solid chance at living greatness. You’re here for a while, give something to yourself first.

Blink: But…Lady Emily…

Catherine: Fuck that Emily whore!

A look of astonishment on Blink’s face as she spins around using the momentum as a surprise to Catherine causing her to release her grip. Not only that, but the momentum also forces Catherine back first against the wall in a seated position. By the end of it all, Blink is standing above Catherine glaring down at her.

Blink: Never speak ill toward Lady Emily. Say what you will about me, but the next time you even utter my ladyship’s name I will kill you. Got it?


A startling realization comes to Blink as she quickly rushes up the sidewalk finally smiling for once as though she has it all figured out. Blink’s running eventually takes her to the gym changing room where she flings open the doors letting out an elated laugh through her heavy breaths.

Catherine: Summer?

Blink’s elation slowly begins to slip away however when she comes to the realization that the changing room is empty save for herself in the dooway.

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Catherine: Whatever, I think Jenny being champ and all kinda disproves any feeling that women shouldn’t wrestle. Then again there’s the question on whether Jenny’s actually a woman or not.

Pulling the sleeves up over her arms, Catherine lets out a laugh you’re only hearing now because she’s certain Jenny is nowhere to hear this little question being brought up.

Catherine: And where does he get off insulting this show like that? I mean I love this show! Not really, I wish everything about this show would burn to the ground so that I can dance around in the ashes. Heh, heh, heh.

The look on Catherine’s face would suggest that she’s mentally picturing just doing that and maybe punching out Victoria while she’s at it while stomping and stomping and stomping on her while cheering herself on with glee. It’s then that Catherine puts on the first act she’s ever performed.

Catherine: “Oh how I love this show! I love the cameras filming me 24/7 everywhere I go, capturing every movement I dare make. The money I don’t get, the boss who hates everything about me…really, it’s like a dream come true!” Bleh…

Catherine slams the door to the metal locker shut and starts buttoning up the two middle buttons and leaves it at that.


Blinks hand slowly slides down the doorframe as she turns away from the changing room and takes her leave of the gym entirely.

Without really thinking it, Blink soon finds herself in the doorway of her house and looks around casually before she feels a tight grip as two hands grasp hold of her chest from behind.


Yakuhara: Still missing Cathy? Well I’ll help you get over it…

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Catherine’s door bursts open.

Catherine: Yakuhara!


Blink: In hell!

Without even realizing it, Blink has elbowed Yakuhara in the gut and spun around kicking the side of his face sending him flying out through the open door. Blink stares in astonishment for a little while before closing the door. With that interruption out of the way, Blink turns and finds Catherine’s door still open. Slowly, the pink haired hellcat begins to approach it letting her hand enter first.

Blink: [size0]I haven’t been here since…

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Blink: I said shut up!

Blink slaps a hand fiercely across Catherine’s face knocking the blue haired hellcat off her feet causing her to land face first back on the bed.


Blink lets out a sudden gasp over that little realization but doesn’t let the emotions control her that much as she steps inside the room and finds everything still the way Catherine had last left it. The one thing she reaches for is a photo of the two following their first match. Blink with a little wear and tear smiling bashfully with her head slightly hung forward and eyes toward Catherine who seems more into the moment with her arm thrown around her partners shoulder and grinning like she’s just won the lottery.

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Catherine: I know a few of the things I’ve done in the past have brought harm to you, but ultimately I did them to protect you.

Blink: Pro…tect?

Even though she’s the one who initiated the hug, Catherine certainly doesn’t get too much into it as her attention is drawn more so to the hall in behind Blink.

Catherine: For so long I’ve only ever focused on myself, even with my girlfriend around it was always about me. I don’t get that sensation around you; you were the first person to ever question me. Your innocence, your kind unwanting attitude toward others. Those alone are something I want to protect, along with this new sensation I feel. So I’ll always be here, by your side whenever you need me, to protect you against those who would do you severe harm here, those who would try and hurt you out there,

Catherine looks toward Blink’s face and runs a thumb under her partners’ right eye.

Catherine: And those who would hurt you without reason. So whenever you need me, even if it’s just to cry, just call me and I’ll come.


By now Blink is lying on her side on top of the bed hugging the framed photo close to her chest while staring straight ahead at the blank wall.

Blink: Catherine...

Blink closes her eyes tight with enough pressure to squeeze out a few tears.

Blink: I need you now.

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Catherine: The look you’re giving me right now; stop it. [size0]Please…

It can’t be helped on Blink’s end and it certainly now can’t be helped on Catherine’s as she repeats the same look of despair. Blink’s grip tightens as she stares back at Catherine who musters up enough strength to smile once more before mouthing something out.

Catherine: Seeing you here at the end is the best I could ever hope for.

Catherine’s smile retains its warmness almost to the moment where her eyes slowly drift downward. Blink watches silently uncertain of what’s just happened until her grip loosens and Catherine’s hand falls limply over the side of the bed. Blink follows this up with a loud, long wail.
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