A zipper finishes it's climb to the top of a crimson leather corset. Viktoria turns in her mirror approving of her outfit. Crimson stiletto thigh high leather boots, one piece crimson leather corset, and shoulder length crimson gloves. All of them zipped up the back. She finishes her body inspecting with prideful narcissism. She address her new assistant Trina.

"You're the first person to ever please me. I hope this work will continue."  

Trina stands proudly. Mentally basking in her accomplishment. "Thank you mistress." Viktoria hears a new voice yelling in the other room. She struts off to investigate. Her heels clomping down the hall. Upon entering the company R&D lab she finds an older gentleman angrily yelling at her servants. She does not approve of this. The mans shouts out, "just who in the hell is this woman you're all talking about!?"

"I am." He turns his head towards a menacing figure in the shadows. She asks, "Just who might you be?" with stern demand in her voice. She walks towards the man. He finds his gaze rising upward as she approaches. She is within a meter of him, and he finds his eyes barely waist level with what appears to be a a half cat woman. A cat's head on top of a towering amazonian frame. Covered in grey fur. Her orange eyes shine down at him. Her voice deep and feminine, adds a layer of intensity to her already dominating presence.

"Answer my question." She demands with a calm yet assertive tone. At the shock that this giant cat woman can actually speak his knees give out and he falls on the ground. Viktoria steps forward so that she is standing over him. He looks down at her massive crimson heels and realizes that her foot is about the same size as his torso. She addresses him again.

"Answer. My. Question…"

He finds his voice. "I am CEO of this company. Just who are you to order around my employees."  

"First…" Viktoria scoops him up by the throat holding him eye level with herself. Her tub the width of his neck, and middle and pointer fingers wrap around his head due to her immense size. "I, am in charge here, not you. And they are MY workers. Which as of this moment includes you. And second, YOU will be dedicating all of your available resources to ME. Understand."

"I don't, I can't." He struggles to both understand the situation and wrap his mind around just what is this monster he's speaking with. She tightens her grip on his neck only enough to cut off his airway.

"If you cannot, I'll find someone who will."  She Explains. He coughs out an "I will" She releases him and he falls on his back grasping his neck. She places her boot next to his head. He looks over at it and understands his situation.

"What is it that you require…ma'am." He says between gasps.

She stares down at him. "Everything."

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Jake awakens the next morning with a massive headache. He walks out into the living to find Amy and Snowball watching TV. Amy on the couch munching on her cereal and snowball sitting criss cross on the floor in front of her. Jake looks at the TV to see a report about a demolished train yard. He then spots the plastic around the opening Snowball left in the wall yesterday, now hangs slightly tattered. He puts two and two together and looks at Snowball. Her eyes widen and then look away as if she has no idea what happened. He just shakes his head to stop himself from arguing the situation.

He hears a knock on the door. Without giving thought to the fact a giant cat is in the room he opens the door to a man in a suit and very slick hair. He talks very quickly.

"Name's Smith, Howard." He barges in pushing past Jake. "I'm looking for something and- " he stops at the sight of Snowball. "And that would be it."

Snowball looks over at him and with a smile says, "Hi." with high pitched kitten like squeal.

"It talks." Smith notes

"Just how do you know about this?" Jake questions.

"Because." Smith begins. He walks towards Jake who backs himself into a wall as Smith draws closer.  "You think a giant cat can smash a whole in the side of an apartment complex and destroy a train yard without anyone noticing? This isn't a comic book, kid."

"I'm 25"

"mm hm." Smith observes, still uncomfortably close to Jake.

"And just how do you know about all this?" Jake asks nervously.

"I'm with the CIA kid, we know everything."

"I knew it."

"Knew what?"

"That the CIA knows everything. Everyone knows that."

"Really…" Smith leans in uncomfortably close and says with absolute seriousness. "Then how come we don't know that?"

Jake's eyes shuffle in confusion. "So why are you here?"

"I'm here to confirm our suspicions." He turns and quickly snaps photographs of Snowball on his phone. Then presses a button. Any jumps up and wraps her arms around Snowball.

"You're here to take her aren't you. Well I'm not letting anyone take away my kitty." She says stroking Snowballs chin. Men in white radiation suits come barging into the room. Each of them carrying a geiger counter. One of them walks up to Snowball and points it at her. It makes a very worrying noise. Snowball looks at it in confusion as to what it is. The man turns to face Smith.

"Sir, very high levels of radiation coming off of it." He says.

"Hey, she's not an it." Amy corrects. Another man in the kitchen also addresses Smith.

"Looks like the microwave is the same way. Showing intense readings from this thing." He says. Smiths turns to face Jake. "I'm going to be Frank with you- "

Snowball hears a dinging noise through the opening in the wall. She ignores the arguing and crawls over to the hole to investigate. She looks trough the hole and can see down the road. A tanker truck is stuck in the middle of a railroad crossing and a train is headed it's way. Only one thought passes through her head, 'supa hero'. She leaps through the opening and heads towards the truck.

The truck is stuck between two cars. The driver slams on the horn but no one is able to move. The crossing dings, the trains rumbles and blares it's horn. The driver jumps out of the truck and runs down the street waving his arms and screaming for people to get away. He stops at the sight of a fast moving white blur the features a cats head.

Snowball arrives and shoves the car behind the truck out of the way. She grabs the rear bumper of the tank and drags it back from the tracks. The trains barrels down the track and misses the front of the truck by and inch. Snowball whips her arms into the air in celebration while shouting "Supa Hero!!!"

Her celebration stops at the realization of people gawking at her. Others getting out of their cars. Mouths open and silence. She lowers her arms and begins growing nervous at all the strange people. Cell phones recording video of the increasingly frightened titan standing there. She hunches down onto all fours in fear. The ringing of the train crossing bells coupled with the noise of the train is worse than any rainstorm she's been in, and it's scary. Strange people staring at her without smiling. What did she do wrong? She doesn't know. She was just being a supa hero.

Jakes car pulls up followed by Smith and his agents in a black van. Jake and Amy try to calm Snowball by telling her everything is okay but she can't hear them over the sound of the train. A few agents fire grenade launchers with gas grenades at Snowball. The white smoke engulfs her. She tries to flee but only makes it a few feet before collapsing.

Smith exclaims, "We got a hell of a mess to clean up."

Back in Russia:

Viktoria is relaxing in her newly built quarters. Cold metal walls, a bed, an easy chair, television monitors and computers needed to overview her workers and the world. She has them working on some simple things at the moments. Mostly military weaponry beyond our current time. After all, you need weapons to raise an army.

Viktoria is in the process of removing her boots and gloves to relax in her corset after a long day of being in charge. After all it's only been a few days since she became perfect. Just as she finishes stripping down to her corset her ever faithful assistant Trina rushes in the room.

"Mistress! You have to see this!" She shouts as she changes the TV station to world news. It breaks into a rather intriguing report.

"Videos of what appear to being a giant catwoman have surfaced on the internet. Police appear to be present at the scene reportedly firing some kind of gas, perhaps sleep gas at the creature. No word yet from officials…" The story continues as Trina looks up at Viktoria. She sees confusion in her eyes as she mutters, "This changes things…"