You were running through the back alleys of Nueva York, your black catsuit making you blend in with the night. You were carrying some stolen goods that you took from a jewelry store, and being the infamous 'Black Cat', you effectively outran the cops.

Just when you thought you had escaped, red webs wrapped around you and stopped you in your tracks.

Spiderman 2099. Aka, Miguel O'hara.

"Odio a los gatos." He mumbled, walking over to you. "Especially you."