[i][b]"'Cat's Log: 372.1,

I've been at this a little over a year now. Trying to clean up Hell's Kitchen in the absense of heroes like Daredevil and Luke Cage. Oddly enough, several spirits have come into the neighborhood possessing the bodies of known crime bosses as if there was some bigger game. But I know that's just me being paranoid. With this 6th sense of mine and being able to see mystical energies and creatures it seems like a waste just busting a bunch of body snatching ghosts and dissipating them with iron. Night has come and it's time to go on patrol again. I'd kill for an adventure with Doc Strange right about now..."[/b][/i]

Walker donned his suit and climbed his way to the rooftop of his apartment building in NYC. He was a spoiled rich kid, so it wasn't a big deal to him that he could afford to live in Manhattan in the same building as Jennifer Lopez and Neil Patric Harris. The black and golden yellow clad 'Cat fliped and bounced off of the scenery like a large cat with uncanny speed and reflexes. Maybe he'd get to fight some up and comer in the supervillain world and really test his hand to hand skills. It looked like a long night, and the closer he got to the streets the more people he could hear. His increased hearing was still sometimes jarring, but soon he was back at the top of the city's skyline and stalking any would be body-snatchers...

~KL~