The parking lot is harder to hide in, too open. So she finally saw the other person, tho a struggle since they actually know what they're doing. Blonde, but it's a wig. The red strands she caught in her vision gave that away. And she was almost trying too hard to not be seen. All the tricks in the books.
The man tho clearly wasn't trained, bulky and openly staring at her from a few cars away. Annoying. But smart, have one not trained and the actual tracker staying back so the target focuses on the obvious.
Shrugging it off she put her groceries in the back of her truck, bringing the cart to the pick ups and turning back to her truck. Almost immediately facing a blonde man. Bold.
"Uhhhh excuse me." She smiled, stepping to the left. He went to block her and she spun on her toes, diving around him. Quickening her pace she almost ran to her truck. Jumping in she locked the doors, a shiver of fear running along her spine. Someone else was in the car. Holding her keys tightly she turned towards the woman in the seat who was staring at her.
"You're ha-"
"Get out." Cat hissed, glaring at the woman who seemed to be taken by surprise.
"What?"
"Get out! I don't know HOW you got in my vehicle but get out before I call the police!" Cat screamed, acting like a normal panicked person.
"You're Catherine aren't you?"
"NO!" Cat lied through her teeth, the woman seeming even more surprised. She left the vehicle and Cat locked everything back up, smirking and flipping off the woman as she finally realized what happened. Cat put her truck in reverse and peeled out, driving home on back roads to avoided the cameras and possibility of someone trialing her.
What the fuck? Why is everything NOW going to shit? It was JUST FUCKING FINE last week. Ugh. Annoying.
Her stomach growled and startled her, nearly making her swerve into incoming traffic. Guess it's time for food-
Grumbling she went to a fast food place on the way home, getting a meal for herself and Isa. Sipping on her sweet tea she headed back home.
A black vehicle caught her attention but she pushed it aside, parking her truck and grabbing the groceries in one hand and the food in the other. She glanced back at the car and took in as much detail as possible. Illegal tinting, but roughly 3 people inside, fake and expired plates, filled to the brim with tech.
Shield. Damn.
Sighing she kept her keys in hand, rubbing the pepper spray as she headed for the stairs. The car parked behind her, a shiver running up her spine. Someone dangerous was in that car. Very. VERY dangerous. Shaking her head she hurried up, opening the door and slamming it, locking it almost immediately.
"Get into the bunker. now." Cat hissed, shoving the bags into Isa's hand. Isa looked confused for a second but a knock rang through the room. Isa nodded and headed for the wall, tossing Cat her toys and the bracelets as she headed in. Cat quickly put the bracelets on and hid the weapons, closing the entrance as another knock rang out. Taking a deep breath she headed to the door and opened it.
The two from earlier, and Nick. Fuck.
"Cat." He growled. Immediately she slammed the door in his face, locking it back up.
"Nope. Not dealing with you." She grumbled, turning off all the lights and heading for the bunker as they started pounding on the door. She slid inside and put everything the way it should, including the 'false' wall in case they moved the bookshelf.
Quickly running down the stairs she grabbed Isa's hand, dragging her through the dark halls in absolute silence.
"Shield?"
"Yep. Now shhh." Cat whispered, pulling them both into one of the farther rooms. She closed the door and sighed.
"They should leave after a couple hours. But we still need to be quiet." She murmured, holding Isabeth as she slowly started crying. Lord today is FUCKED
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White Panther
Fanfiction(yes, this is a thing now) Born with the powers and traits of the panther Catherine Aura was an odd one, with unmatched speed, agility, balance, strength, and intelligence. She was 16 when she was forced onto the streets and became known as the Whit...