Chapter Thirteen: Black Kitty

The next day, as soon as I was free from classes, I visited the Midtown High School and managed to effortlessly scout Felicia Hardy amongst the many students. It was hard to miss her with that platinum-blond hair, stunning beauty, and well-developed body. She looked pretty much like a Veela.

But despite her pretty appearance, she seemed to be an outsider in school. I used my mind trick to make a few random guys report what they know about her. As expected, they couldn't tell much besides that she was popular with the boys. She joined Midtown High only this year and didn't make any friends so far.

So, I casually strolled into the cafeteria and took a seat at her table, waiting for the guy that just approached her to finish his little speech.

"… so we think that you would make a nice addition to our football team," the guy explained with a wide grin, puffing up his chest to look more impressive.

"Sorry, but I am not interested at the moment, maybe later," Felicia replied in a bored tone.

"You can still join us at our table if you like," the guy offered, gesturing towards a table where apparently all the cool kids were sitting. Mostly football guys and cheerleader girls in short skirts.

"Hey, can I join you guys instead of her?" I inquired curiously, drawing the attention of two pairs of shocked eyes. "I never played football, but it can't be that hard."

The effect of my Notice-Me-Not Charm lost its effect the moment I opened my mouth to ask my question. But entering this school was still stupidly easy.

"Where the hell did you come from?!" asked the buff football guy in a demanding tone.

"From over there," I said and pointed at the door into the cafeteria. The football player guy found that insulting for some reason and moved around the table to stop right beside me.

"So you think that you are funny, kid?" he growled, squeezing his hands into fists.

Felicia appeared worried about me and wanted to say something, but stopped after seeing me flashing her a confident smile. An intrigued expression spread across her pretty face.

"Do you really have to threaten me like some common street thug?" I sighed with a shake of my head, looking disappointed.

Before the guy could say or do anything, I sneakily cast a wandless Roaring Fart Charm at him. That made his backside erupt with the loudest fart ever in the history of the Midtown Highschool. The eyes of the thuggish boy eyes widened in horror when his arse continued embarrassing him for about half a minute before the farting finally stopped.

"Dude, what the hell is your mother feeding you?!" I exclaimed loudly with a gag in disgust. The echo of my voice traveled into every corner of the cafeteria.

Laughter roaring erupted the next second, and I quickly stood up to move away from the big bully. His face reddened with anger and embarrassment. He looked around to see the cast majority of the students laughing at him, even the ones that looked like his typical victims. Our eyes eventually met, and I just grinned cheekily.

"As you can see, I am very funny," I replied mysteriously.

Something in the football player guy snapped. He suddenly pulled a knife from the inside of his jacket before racing at me, screaming madly that he wants to kill me. I jumped from my seat and calmly watched him come for me, and then effortlessly evaded his attack while tripping him at the same time, causing him to leap headfirst into a container for leftovers.

Another wandless Flatuladfremo made the backside of the guy resonate with a loud and quite wet fart that sounded pretty gross. I was pretty sure that he just shat himself.

"Stinking psychopath," I sniffed in disgust before turning to the now silent cafeteria. "It might be a good idea to call a teacher or something. That guy just pulled a knife at me."

"Dude, who are you?!" asked a random student curiously.

"The new kid," I replied casually and moved to sit down next to Felicia. She didn't say anything but stared at me with blinking eyes, overwhelmed by what just happened.

"Alright, Felicia Hardy," I started, my expression serious. "You don't know me, but I know you. And I am going to change your destiny. You are going to be the best thief in history. You are going to be the ultimate Black Cat!"

Her confusion only grew now, but the mention of Black Cat made her panic a little. For some reason, I knew that she was thinking about her father and not herself. Her expression changed suddenly.

"You know my father?" she muttered silently, her eyes shining with a mix of sadness and anger. Though, she seemed to have cursed herself inwardly the next moment, angry becuase of her slip.

"Not directly, but I know of him," I replied with a shrug. "He likes to steal stuff. I like to steal stuff. You like to steal stuff, too. My plan is to help you train and surpass your father. You are going to be the Black Cat. I can even help you obtain a superhuman physical condition if your skill as a thief reaches a high enough level."

She let her eyes wander around in the cafeteria. Nobody approached us so far, but people were searching for a teacher to take care of the guy that was still buried in the container with the leftovers. He was packed with muscles but too heavy to pull himself out on his own.

"Why do you think that I want to be a thief?" Felicia asked with a faint, mischievous smirk.

Smirking back, I grabbed my favorite gemstone from my mokeskin pouch, stealthily showing her a beautiful, deep-blue sapphire of the size of a mandarin without letting the other students see it. Her wide eyes began to radiate with greed and …lust?

Seeing that she was about to drool, I closed my palm and put the sapphire back into my mokeskin pouch. Felicia's eyes flowed each of my movements, a confident smile spread across her face.

"Do you have a name?" she breathed seductively, her voice slow and soft.

"Mike Rotchburns," I replied with a flirty wink, distracting her.

"Mike Rotchburns, that's an interesting-…" Felicia stopped midway. She gaped at me in outrage when she saw my stupid grin. "You jerk!"

"Sorry, couldn't resist it," I chuckled cheekily. "But my name will stay a secret for now. At least until I know that I can trust you."

"You don't find me trustworthy?" she pouted, looking offended.

I nodded. "No, but you are pretty."

Felicia huffed, crossing her arms below her well-developed chest. "Fine. But I will call you Dragon until you tell me your name."

I blinked at her in surprise. "Can I ask you why you picked that particular name?"

"My instincts tell me that you like to hoard treasure like a dragon," Felicia replied while playing with a lock of her long, wavy, and platinum-blond hair. "And I guess that you want me to become a thief because you want me to steal for you. That's what greedy dragons do, isn't that so?"

"That wasn't my plan, but I find myself liking this idea," I responded with a series of slow nods.

"You know what, my little Dragon?" Felicia said and stood up from her seat, gesturing for me to follow her. "I like you. There is something special about you, and I am going to find out what it is. But I am hungry right now, and you are going to pay."

I followed after her and noticed that there was still no teacher coming to solve the situation. The bully that I just humiliated was still stuck in the leftovers container. None of the students seemed willing enough to help him out either.

As for Felicia, she wanted us to visit a coffee shop around the corner. I luckily had enough dollars in my mokeskin pouch, involuntarily gifted to me by the various bandits I beat up during last week.

After we entered the coffee shop, my companion got herself a crispy chicken strips salad and a coffee. I was satisfied with a cold and freshly pressed orange juice.

"Alright, so I know this girl, Jessica Jones. She is a rookie superhero but pretty strong with some serious skill in martial arts," I said while Felica was casually munching her salad. Her bright bottle-green eyes studied my face.

"You will still need to seek out a professional trainer and learn something suitable for you, but I think you and Jessica will be good friends," I continued. "She is beautiful like you and strong-willed, but also rude, sarcastic, and gets annoyed easily. But she will be a great friend and will be able to help you when I am not able to."

"Hmm, Jessica Jones…" Felicia mumbled thoughtfully, her green eyes searching for something. "She has pink hair, right?"

I nodded. "Pink hair and eyes."

"Oh, then I know her already," Felica announced with a smile. "She saved me not so long ago from a group of perverts that was following me after I left the gym. Jessica beat them up and threw them into a passing garbage truck. But she had to leave before I could talk to her. I didn't saw her again ever since."

"Yeah, she had some problems with a perverted purple-skinned villain that could mind-control people," I explained with a shrug. "I saved Jessica, and I think that she and I are friends now after we spent a day at the Caribbean beach."

"Caribbean beach?" Felicia repeated curiously.

"Since I am a hero, I possess some nice superpowers, and one of them is teleportation," I explained with a smug smile.

"And you can go wherever you want?" Felicia asked with awe covering her features.

"Mostly only places I have visited before, but I can visit foreign places too if I have enough visual information available," I replied and leaned back in my chair to look all proud of myself. "So, how awesome do you think am I?"

Felicia snorted in amusement. "You need to do more if you wish to impress me."

"Oh, you will eventually see that I am a pretty impressive dragon," I said with a toothy smile. "And since I take your words as a challenge, I will make sure to prove my awesomeness to you. But I can't show you the good stuff because I have to stay low for now. At least until I finish my education."

"Yeah, I want to finish mine too before I focus on anything else," Felica agreed with a nod.

"Mine lasts for at least five more years… maybe less, but I don't want to pressure you anyway. I just want to push you a little bit so you can at least learn how to properly defend yourself in a few months," I said while sipping from my orange juice.

"Call it magic, but I have a small power for divination, and I saw something bad happen to you," I continued in a more serious tone, shocking Felicia. "It's nothing that you can't resolve on your own. You only need to learn how to kick a guy or two in the nuts really, really hard... if you understand what I mean."

It was a little lie, but I wanted her to understand that I wasn't just fooling around. She needed to be able to handle the situation herself. I would support her to my best ability, but I could hardly go around and get rid of every Ryan I came across.

"Y-Yes… I think I do," Felicia replied, a little bit green. "My father has a good friend that is an expert in martial arts. She was my babysitter when I was young, and I think that she will teach me if I ask."

"Sounds good, but do not worry too much Felicia," I said in a reassuring tone. "It's not like something bad WILL happen. The future is always flowing, and I am pretty confident that you will turn super-awesome just like me soon enough. Remember that I have a way to give you superpowers, but it will take some time because I need to steal something well-guarded first."

Seeing her pleading expression, I chuckled to myself and continued. "It's the holy treasure or something of a secret country called Wakanda. The object we are looking for is a heart-shaped herb, and consuming it will enhance your body, giving you almost superhuman physical abilities."

"Keep that information a secret if you want us to ever succeed in getting it," I added in a warning tone. "If the Wakanda people know that someone is after their sacred herb, they will relocate it behind countless security measures and traps. They are at date the most advanced country in the world and have access to a near-indestructible metal called Vibranium."

"I understand," Felicia replied with a nod, her eyes sparkling with excitement. "You will help me surpass my father, and I will offer you my services at a discount price. Deal?"

"Deal," I chuckled.

Telling Felicia about all these secrets didn't felt like a bad idea at all. I was confident that this was the right move to make our relationship work – honesty. Sure, I can tell her that I know so much of her due to my past life and so on, but I would make sure to be as honest as possible with my allies and potential allies.

Because… well, if I can't be honest with my allies, they aren't worth being called allies.

And if someone betrays me, I would only become aware of the face of another enemy. But I don't think that I spilled any information so far that could seriously harm me. Wakanda can hide their herb, but they can't hide their mids from me. Getting any kind of information would be a child's play as soon I learn and master stuff like Legilimency or the Imperius Curse.

…

We both agreed to visit Jessica after Felicia and I finished our small chat at the coffee bar. The pink-haired rookie heroine told me that she would take a short vacation from being a hero. Her plan for the next few weeks was to do nothing but relax with some wine and a good book.

So, when Felicia and I appeared in Jessica's kitchen, the pink-haired heroine started choking on her noodles due to the small shock she received. I was forced to give her back a good slap.

"Sorry for that," I apologized awkwardly while scratching the back of my head. Jessica just glared at me before turning to Felicia. Her gaze softened a bit when she saw the platinum-blond girl.

"Hey, you are that girl that I saved a few weeks ago," Jessica pointed out before turning back to me. "Johnny, what is she doing here?"

"You two are going to be best friends," I told Jessica as if I was a mother talking to a socially awkward kid. "You show her how to kick ass and will protect her from any perverts that lay their lecherous eyes on her."

Seeing that she was about to protest, I continued, "In exchange for your services, I am going to help you unlock your flying ability."

Jessica's eyes narrowed for a moment before widening in surprise. "You can do that?"

"Yep, I can give you the necessary push," I explained with an insidious grin. "You won't like it, but it will help you unlock your flying ability. I promise."

"Johnny, I will beat you into a cripple if you are going to tell me that I need to have sex with you," Jessica warned, impaling a piece of noodle with her fork.

Felicia giggled, appearing to enjoy Jessica's blunt and uncouth ways.

"She thinks I want to sleep with her becuase I called her body a ten," I explained to Felicia, causing her to raise an expectant brow at me.

I nodded in understanding. "Well, your body is obviously an eleven out of ten, your face is a ten, and your personality is a… hmm, a nine and a half."

"Eleven?!" Jessica screeched with a mouth full of pasta.

"Yeah, I mean… look at her. She looks like an angel," I replied, gesturing up and down at a blushing Felicia.

Jessica nodded in reluctance. "Fine, I can see your point."

"Please, you are at least just as hot," Felica grinned back with a mischievous glint in her eyes. "You must have seen the fires of passion in Dragon's eyes when he talked about you."

"Dragon?" Jessica questioned curiously.

Felica gestured towards me. "My nickname for him until he tells me his full name."

Jessica scoffed. "Pah, you will only inflate his already enormous ego with that."

I rolled my eyes at that.

"Yes, that's why I am calling him my Little Dragon," Felica nodded in agreement, smirking towards me. "At least until he is older and a real man."

"Just you wait, I show you girls what a real man is one day," I announced with an air of gory, focusing my magic to my eyes to make them glow with power. "That day, you will witness what the saying a dragon amongst men truly means!"

Jessica shuddered. "Please stop. You are making me cringe."

"That's what you get for tickling the dragon," I retorted before fishing some dragon meat out of my mokeskin pouch. Felica's face morphed with surprise.

"Johnny can do magic," Jessica explained when she noticed the expression of the younger girl. "He can teleport literally everywhere he wants, summon a massive fiery snake, and he has a magical pouch that can store a ridiculous amount of stuff."

Felicia gave me an odd look after hearing that. "So… you can use your magic to make people fart?"

"Yeah, it's one of my many prank spells," I replied with a grin. "But I can't openly use my true magic around non-magical folk. It's against the law of my people since we prefer to keep our existence a secret. I have to wait until I am powerful enough to be above the law."

"There are people with magic living amongst us?" Felica questioned in wonder.

I shook my head. "Not really. Maybe a few, but most of my kind live in some kind of separate pocket-dimension that warps reality, space, and so on. It exists and also not."

Ever since the Second World War, after Hydra betrayed Grindelwald, these Nazi guys kept abducting magicals from all over the world. Mostly purebloods or half-bloods that failed to properly blend in when they traveled into the mundane world. These abductions caused a lot of hysteria. People began to remember the times when wizards and witches were being burned at the stake. So, most individuals of a magical nature avoided the muggle world, or they lived in very secluded areas.

"Hmm, I see…" Felicia hummed, licking her lips before smirking at me. "But you are still breaking these rules. Why?"

"Because I am a mighty dragon," I replied, filling my lungs with plasma to make my mouth exhale tongues of fire. My eyes also started to glow like hot embers, making Felicia gape at me with wide eyes.

"Fuck," she exclaimed loudly. "Are you really a dragon?! Can you transform into one?!"

I grinned. "No, but I am starting to really like that nickname you gave me."

Jessica groaned loudly. "Well done, Felicia. You have created a monster."

Suddenly, without any warning, the pink-haired heroine rushed into her bedroom and leaped on her bed, covering herself with thick blanked before promptly falling asleep.

*WTF?*

"Ehm… well." I was just as dumbfounded as Felicia over the new situation.

"What now?" my new companion asked.

"Hmm… I don't know," I replied with a thoughtful look. My face split with a grin the next second. "We could teleport to the Sahara desert, and I can show you my big snake if you like."

"Is your snake really that big?" Felicia inquired with an amused expression.

I nodded, my grin growing larger. "The biggest and mightiest."

"Fine," she accepted with a nod. "How do you teleport us now?"

"You must hug me tightly," I explained, forcing my smile away. "It's the safest way."

"Little Dragon, I will bite you if you touch me somewhere inappropriate," Felicia warned before she pulled me into a tight hug.

"Felicia, I would never dare," I hummed in utter satisfaction, melting away on her sinfully curvy, pleasantly warm, and delightfully soft body.

*bampf*

We reappeared in the same area where I teleported Killgrave and Jessica about a week ago. Felicia continued to hug me for several seconds and only let go when she noticed my goofy expression.

After recovering from her marvel that we truly teleported, I pulled my wand from my pants and presented it to her with a proud expression.

Then I summoned Dremoria. Felicia was almost ready to run away screaming when she saw the massive king cobra in all her fiery glory. My platinum-blond companion only stopped from doing so because she realized that the monster before her was truly under my total command.

"Can you see it, Felicia?" I said with a smug smile. "Can you see how awesome I am?"

"Yes, Little Dragon, but does the giant, fiery snake mean that you are compensating for something?" she inquired cheekily.

"Not at all," I replied with a flirty wink.

After finishing our business in the desert, Felicia and I returned back to New York. She wanted to take me to her home so I can visit her directly.

Felicia and her mother lived alone in a luxurious and spacious apartment that was part of a high-profile complex located in Queens. All her neighbors were rich folk of the pompous and annoying sort. The platinum-blond beauty explained that her mother was a financial advisor and an art expert, and that they lived here because it looked better for her mother's image to be part of the high society.

As for Felicia's father, she simply said that he was away. But when I told her that I know about her father being a famous thief, the Cat Burglar, or also known as Black Cat, she finally admitted that he disappeared not so long ago and that he was most likely in trouble again.

Her mother was just as frustrated over his disappearance and even started to loath her father for disappearing once again. However, Anastasia Hardy still remained married to him because she took the holy bond of matrimony quite seriously. Felicia's mother was a burglar herself but started to rather enjoy living amongst the rich and wealthy. She stopped being a professional thief after amassing a fortune along with Felicia's father.

That said, Felicia took me to her room and continued to tell me that her mother started to meet with other men, despite claiming that she was still loyal to her father. Felicia skipped school a few times, and one day when she hid in her room to avoid getting caught by her mother, she saw her mother inviting one of her wealthy clients into their home. They had sex almost everywhere but in her room.

Because of that, Felicia started to hate both her parents. Her father, because the irresponsible guy, kept disappearing for long periods of time, leaving his family alone. They had enough money to live a carefree life, but her father couldn't stop himself from going after the next big treasure to steal. He was most likely addicted to stealing stuff.

As for her mother, Felicia was disgusted that her mother would actually sell her body in exchange for money. She wasn't sure if her mother wasn't just sexually frustrated, but knowing that she had sex with her arrogant, pompous, and stuck-up client left Felicia thinking that her mother was whoring herself for money.

I wasn't really sure what to say besides that she was soon old enough to start her own life, to walk her own path. She seemed to like that thought.

And after I offered her my support, Felicia and I talked about the future. She wanted to surpass her father and become better than him. She was also interested in becoming a hero. She wanted to fight corrupt individuals that amassed their wealth through the suffering of others.

We eventually started talking about the wizarding world and my magical abilities.

"You're lucky because I want to be an enchanter and craftsman," I said while sitting on Felicia's bed, covered in her blanket with only my head sticking out. "That means you will have access to magical equipment."

Felicia hugged her pillow tightly, grinning with excitement. "Can you make something that allows me to turn invisible?"

"Well, we have Invisibility Cloaks…"

The next hours passed quickly as I told her about the various magical objects that already existed. I also showed her the Disillusionment Charm and pieces of magic that automatically turned me into a master burglar. I could cast the Disillusionment Charm on Felicia too, and we ended up playing some kind of ninja games where we snuck around and tried to ambush each other.

Before I left, Felicia pulled me into a tight hug and pressed a kiss on my cheek, saying that it was my reward for giving her an amazing day.

…