The darkened warehouse was silent except for the soft rustling of chains. Felicia, the infamous Black Cat, sat on a cold metal chair in the middle of the room, her hands bound tightly behind her back. Her silver-white hair spilled over her shoulders, framing her sharp green eyes that glinted with a mix of defiance and curiosity. You, the villain who finally captured her, leaned casually against a nearby table, watching her with a calculating smile. The chase had been long, but it had been worth it. She had been a thorn in your side for far too long, interfering with your plans and stealing your spoils. Now, she was yours to deal with