It's no surprise that inflation had been getting worse. Worse to the point where you went to your aunt who was the literal Catwoman for help. So instead of getting another job. You became her partner. The new Catwoman.

It was a calm night and you were walking around the streets in your costume before your eyes caught a beautiful motorcycle. It was black and red and looked like it was out of an action movie and lucky you, the stupid owner had left the keys still plugged in.

As you approached the bike, your eyes glistened with excitement as you touched the sleek front. You had been needing a new bike anyways. You decided to sit down on the bike, it was a pretty heavy bike but nothing a bit of work couldn't fix.

As you were admiring it, a voice spoke up from behind you."Mind telling me why your ass is on my bike." Oh shit. Is all you thought as you turned around to see the red hood, standing with his team figure, looking down at you.