Fellé Noire

Chapter One: A Black Cat in the Night

The city of London had seen its fair share of destruction from threats, but never to this extent as a monster the size of Kind Kong and made of solid rock laid waste to the city as it shouted.

The flash of a whip wrapped around its fist.

"Hey buddy, I'm new in town so let's take it easy today alright?"

The sterling silver eyes stared into theirs, two opals graced her sleek outfit of blackened pinks that stood out proudly. Hair as dark as night shone with a hint of purple through the sunlight, her tail sharing the same color of her hair and cat ears.

Neon purple eyes bore into hers as she leapt from where she stood and tried to loop her whip around its other wrist. It grabbed the whip and flung her back, leaving her stunned as it used its large hands to grab a bus and threw it at her.

The feline heroine dodged the bus heading towards her and she looked back seeing it heading towards a familiar blond head that she would never admit but stole her heart without trying.

She dove from him, and she wrapped her arms around him quicker than the bus could collide and she used her whip simultaneously to get them to the rooftops; still carrying him before setting him down a ways away from the fight.

"Sorry about that Dy- Darling, Guess you'll be walking to school today." She smiled.

"Who...Who are you?"

"Fellé Noire; Darling." Taking his hand, grazing her lips to his knuckles before leaping back into the fight.

"Hey Buddy! Even I didn't like taking the bus but I still had respect for public transportation!"

The monster roared, and ran towards her. She dove by it and lassoed her whip around its body and it collapsed into the pavement. The rock monster was consumed by a purple smoke before it became a white butterfly that fluttered away into the sky.

Fellé raced back to the rooftop, and saw that below her was her "darling" surrounded by reporters galore. A scowl appeared on her features, and she leapt down in front of him upon seeing his clear distress.

"Alright Alright! Back! Up!"

"CatWoman! How long have you been dating this blond?"

Dating? Were they serious?

"Excuse me? I'm happily single and not exactly ready to mingle. Stop bothering him, now."

"Then how do you explain romantic gestures you've given him? Is that even a guy?"

"We're done here. And my name is Fellé Noire." She proclaimed; taking him in her arms again before leaping across the rooftops towards their school and setting him down.

"Are you alright Darling?"

"I- yeah I'm okay...So, Fellé Noire, huh?"

"That's my name don't wear it out. Unless you require a dashing heroine clad in leather with cat features?"

"I'll think about it. Thank you,"

She was about to leave when she turned back and smiled at him. "I never caught your name." Even though she knew it, it would be weird if she didn't ask.

"Never threw it; Dylan, though I use Oliver too."

"Dylan, it's cute. Kinda like the one who has it." She replies with a grin before leaping away out of sight before de-transforming into themself.

Dylan walked in, and was met with Kayden embracing him tightly the moment he entered the second floor.

"So, it's going around that you were rescued by a hero today." Kayden teased him, to which he rolled his eyes and entered the classroom.