Kate's Reunion (rushed story by the drunken ferret)

[sakura_inverse]

Kate’s daily dive into her books was interrupted by a loud series of taps on her apartment door. Her attention briefly turned to her door before she decided that her book was more important. A mere fifteen seconds passed by before the same pattern of plainly sharp knocks carried through her apartment. Kate’s attention diverged again but this time it wouldn’t be without consequence. She snapped her book shut and tossed it onto a nearby table. She stood up and walked over to the door and just as she grabbed the handle, she screamed “What the fuck do you want?!”
Standing in the doorway was a surprised visitor that Kate was regretfully familiar with. Thick brown hair tied back in a ponytail hung down her back which clashed with her blue sweater vest. As Kate’s eyes glanced down, she saw another familiar sight. With a matching skirt whose hem hovered over her thighs, Kate was greeted with her lost sister Maria. Aside from the brown hair and glasses, Maria was unmistakably Kate’s flesh and blood. The only other difference between Kate and Maria was the fact that her breasts were almost a full cup larger than Kate’s. Kate’s 36B breasts weren’t nearly as fashionable and presentable as Maria’s, but the fact that Maria’s fashion was guaranteed to attract old perverts was something Kate considered to have above her sister.
Maria sighed and asked “Is this how you greet everyone that comes to your door?”
Kate’s head tilted back. Even if it was only by a few degrees, it gave the impression that she was looking down her nose at her sister. She replied “Sometimes the girl scouts try to push their cookies on me. You can’t be too sure.”
Maria’s face took a blank look as she replied “You’re still mad at them kicking you out for eating all of those smores.”
Kate knew Maria was right, so she quickly changed the subject with “Didn’t you die?”
Maria’s mind reflected back to when she was growing up with Kate. They shared a strong sisterly bond throughout their early years and vowed like any sister did to stay together. Troubling times came along when their progression into school was showing an intellectual rift between them. While Kate struggled to maintain a passing grade, Maria soared past the curve and seemingly earned one scholarship after another. Kate sensed the rift was too great when Maria was sent overseas to study abroad while She was left to wallow in Semana’s bottomless swamps. The bond between them was finally torn when news began to trickle in about a plane crash that Maria was a part of. Kate’s parents were naturally torn but there was something about their grief that made Kate sense that they felt “stuck” with her. Although Maria survived the crash and wrote home to let everyone know she was ok, the bond between Maria and Kate was forever broken.
A remorseful knot swelled in Maria’s throat. She felt like her successes in life was the direct reason for the fact that she hadn’t spoken to her sister in over three years. She softly spoke “Listen, Katie…”
Maria continued to passionately talk about the bond they had years ago, but Kate could hear a pin drop. There weren’t too many things she hated more than Semana’s bottomless swamps but being called “Katie” was easily one of them. A dark thundercloud brewed over Kate’s head as her hands clenched into fists. Her fingernails suddenly became claws and her teeth became fangs. Deep in her mind, Kate asked “Who the fuck is this bitch and what makes her think she can call me Katie?”
Maria wasn’t even done venting from her heart when Kate pounced. With a loud thud, Kate landed on top of Maria and immediately her claws went to work. They dug into Maria’s ponytail and worked their way in between her braids. Out of instinct, Maria’s hands found their way to Kate’s shirt collar and with a hard yank, she sent Kate tumbling to the floor beside her. As Kate began to fall, a distinct rip was heard throughout her apartment’s hallway. They both scrambled to stand up and they both surveyed the damage. Kate, who was wearing her favorite navy blue blouse, stood shocked at the sight of the gaping asymmetrical hole that was now her collar. The hole was large enough to where it drooped down and exposed the laced cup of her bra. Maria blushed, but managed to backhandedly say “Victoria’s Secret? At least you didn’t turn out to be a COMPLETE dyke.”
Thirsty for revenge, Kate pounced. This time Maria was ready as she pounced all the same. They landed in a heap on the ground this time with Maria on top. Maria had a firm grip on Kate’s hair and any movement would threaten to tear out Kate’s pitch black locks. Not being one to be overly self-conscious, Kate reached up and grabbed the collar of Maria’s sweater vest. Kate quickly found out that a sweater vest was much more durable than a blouse, so therefore she opted to simply pull it over Maria’s head. Maria valiantly struggled in vain but Kate’s victory was inevitable. Maria was forced to let go of Kate’s hair as her sweater vest was pulled free from her body. With only a light cotton top to stand in her way, Kate once again reached up and yanked. This time a loud satisfying rip had exposed Maria’s bra to Kate, which unsurprisingly was simple white cotton. Kate replied by saying “Walmart? And here I thought you weren’t a COMPLETE school girl wannabe.”
It would take a series of screams to rouse the curiosities of the other tenants. Directly across from Kate’s room, a guy with unkempt hair was just zipping up his pants as he opened his door. As he emerged to break up Kate’s fight, a blonde with larger breasts than Maria’s was just straightening up her top. The guy’s name was Zorah, the ex-girlfriend of Kate. The blonde, named Ellie, rushed to help Zorah hold back the enraged Kate. Neither one of had met Maria, but they knew nobody in Semana could be as vicious as Kate. While the two held back Kate, they looked back at Maria and stood aghast in disbelief. The girl who was just now gathering up her sweater vest was just like a big breasted version of Kate. They looked back at Kate and again at Maria, neither one knowing what to think. Finally Ellie broke the silence when she asked “Kate, how come she looks like you except with bigger boobs?”

Kate kicked the empty air between herself and Maria. She eventually paid attention to Ellie long enough to say “Aww, did I interrupt your sex?”
Ellie and Zorah blushed. Ellie was especially embarrassed when she looked down and found a dark wet spot soaked through her top. They both had nothing to come back at Kate with, but Maria had no problem answering Ellie’s question with “She’s my sister.”
Almost in complete unison, Ellie and Zorah turned white with complete shock. A torrent of words with a Tourette’s like syndrome had jammed themselves in Zorah’s throat. All that was able to escape a few sounds that reminded Kate of someone dying from dehydration. Part of Zorah’s loss for words came from his divided attention between Maria’s face and her boobs. Ellie couldn’t help but catch Zorah staring at the new girl’s breasts, but ultimately put her jealousy aside when she concluded that her boobs were bigger. Eventually Zorah managed to semi shout “You never told me you had a sister!”
Kate, who didn’t look the amused even in the slightest bit, said “Oh shout at me like you have a pair.”
Without missing a beat, Maria said “I think you’re ballsy enough for the both of us.”
A brief flash of red overtook Kate’s face before she lunged at Maria again. Maria was more than ready to rip off Kate’s shirt, but then again Zorah and Ellie were more than ready to stop the two from fighting. Each of them grabbed a sibling and held on tight. While Zorah’s strength was needed to latch onto Kate, Ellie was content with firmly grasping Maria. A brief moment of jealousy tempted Ellie into whispering “Mine are still bigger than yours” but thankfully Maria was too busy to hear it.
Kate eventually calmed down long enough to let Zorah shout “If you want to kill each other, take it outside.”
Ellie responded to Zorah’s statement with an unusual flash of intelligence by asking “Why can’t we just make them do it in the swamp?”
Zorah looked over to Ellie and said “Good idea, Kate could use another mud bath”
Kate looked over to Zorah and shouted “Yeah I bet you’d love to see me and my sister get it on in the mud you sick pervert!” She made it a point to raise her voice enough to where the whole apartment complex could hear her.
Zorah rolled his eyes and said “Oh save it for Sakura. But I’m not going through the trouble of hiding your body when this is all said and done, so you’re going to kill each other in the swamp.”
Before Kate could protest any further, Zorah lifted her up on his shoulder and casually walked outside of the apartment. Ellie, who quickly figured that she’d be better off if Kate won the fight, gently motioned Maria to follow. They made their way out of the apartment, letting the other tenants hear Kate’s fading screams.
The cover of darkness saw their passage into the swamp. The full moon penetrated through the dead twisted trees. Ellie knew the swamp well and prodded the ground ahead of Zorah who was carrying the now brooding Kate. Each of them knew all too well about the bottomless quicksand that had claimed countless wonderers. Anyone who was lucky enough to survive the quicksand realized first hand that there was no chance for any form of buoyancy. Knowing this, Ellie ventured here countless times to wallow in her favorite quicksand pit. She had every intention of leading Zorah and Maria there, although sadly she wouldn’t get to explore its depths this time.
Ellie’s clearing was essentially a platform of solid ground that floated on top of a sea of mud. The clearing allowed the moon to bathe everything in a soft white light. A full moon in Semana was just as good as sunlight was in the outside world. But even as Kate and Maria stood at opposite sides of Ellie’s clearing ready to fight, the moon seemed to radiate peace and calm.
Zorah stood in the wide space between Kate and Maria. He cleared his throat before saying “Maria and Kate have chosen a peaceful night such as this to fight. The rules are as follows. While we would like to avoid death, in this swamp death is a very real hazard. Therefore no word of this fight shall leave Ellie’s clearing. The two ways to win this fight is to either incapacitate the enemy by means of a beating or by falling into the quicksand. The first person to fall into the quicksand will have to live with defeat, even if it is only for a few minutes if rescue is not possible. If there are no objections, Ellie will determine the official start of the fight as this is her clearing.”
Zorah looked over to Ellie, who was inexplicably in her underwear holding a sign that said “round 1.” Zorah’s eyes went round as Ellie proudly displayed her underwear thoroughly stained with mud. While Zorah was aware of this, he had to ask “Umm…why are you in your underwear?”
Ellie replied with “I thought this was a fight”

Zorah face-palmed as he said “save it for the apartment, but would you please let these two kill each other already?”
Ellie quickly said “Oh right, Now let’s kill each other!”
Zorah face-palmed himself for a second time, but Kate and Maria charged at each other. Both of the combatants jumped up in the air and immediately collided. While the collision and the fall hurt them both equally, they both got up and grappled each other. Maria had some experience with judo which helped her flip Kate over. Kate fell hard to the ground and immediately swung her legs up to kick Maria. Her toes landed squarely in Maria’s midriff which sent her reeling back. The physical pain was only temporary, but this did untold amounts of damage to Maria’s psyche. Despite physical appearances, she could not imagine her sister doing something like this. The idea that this was a fight to rescue the Kate she knew quickly rooted itself in her mind. Not only did she recover, but she was now burning with a tenacity Kate would soon come to realize.
Maria responded to Kate’s kick by grabbing Kate’s top and ripping it off. Thanks to the hard tug it received earlier in the day, Kate’s top came off rather easily. Kate’s hands instinctively covered her exposed bra, which was a black lace design meant spur the wildest of sex drives. Eventually Kate’s hands left her breasts, but it was just in time to block a kick hurled by Maria. Any damaging properties that the kick might have had were neutralized, but the force behind it carried into Kate’s body. She tumbled over to the edge of Ellie’s clearing. She was perilously close to the edge and she quickly realized her predicament. While she had no time to get into a safer position, she did have one last trick up her sleeve.
Sensing she was close to ending this fight, Maria had charged once again. She jumped up into the air as she rapidly approached Kate, positioning herself for a kick that would send Kate tumbling into the mud. Kate however figured that her sister would try something like this so she feigned her vulnerability. At the last possible second, Kate ducked with the full intention of letting Maria crash and burn. While Kate’s plan was effective, it was too little too late. Maria did crash and burn, but her momentum did catch enough of Kate’s prone body to send her tumbling in the same direction. In true kamikaze style, both Kate and Maria fell into Semana’s mud with sickening splats that signified the end of the battle. While the decision as to who had won wasn’t clear, the peril that faced both Kate and Maria was.
Kate landed on her back which sent thick ripples across the mud. Maria however had the unfortunate luck of landing two feet further away from Kate, which placed her further from the shore. Ellie dutifully called for the end of the match and conspired with Zorah to rescue the two sisters. Kate immediately sat up and sank rear first into the mud. Maria had straightened out her legs and was stuck fast by the mud’s relentless grip.
Through her repulsion, Kate looked over to the sinking Maria and said “Looks like I won bitch.”
Maria looked back and although the mud was lapping up her soft rear, she managed to reply “The rules said ‘the first one to fall into the quicksand’, looks like you haven’t won.”
Kate smirked and said “At least I’m floating and I’m closer to shore. Good luck getting out sis.”
Maria struggled with the quicksand she had never been in before. Kate knew better than to struggle as she stayed perfectly still. Even though the mud was beginning to soak into her skin, disgusting her to no end, she still reveled in victory. True warfare had no rules and she was mere minutes away from settling her grudge. Even if Maria was rescued, this would be moment Kate would never live down.
Maria was inching her way down into Semana’s swamp. While she waited for Zorah and Ellie to mount a rescue, she grabbed her sister’s feet which were sinking at a much slower pace. Kate’s claws wrapped around Maria’s wrists and tried to pull them away. Maria wasn’t about to let go. Panic started to rise within the inexperienced sinker as she desperately wanted to get free of this new medium. Kate wasn’t about to let Maria out so easily. Unlike Maria, Kate had been trapped in Semana’s swamp before. While she hated the slimy feel of the swamp’s quicksand, she took a comfort in knowing that Zorah would have to rescue her first.
Zorah quickly approached the bottomless quicksand and instinctively offered his hand out to Kate. In reaching out to Zorah, Kate had to let go of Maria’s wrist. Not one to waste an opportunity, Maria lunged for the rest of Kate’s body. While Zorah managed to keep his grip, it was impossible for him to pull Kate out of the swamp. Kate, who was sitting in the mud up to her chest, was suddenly dragged down to her shoulders. She screamed in protest, squirming to break free of Maria’s new grasp. Maria, who was now slipped rapidly past her midriff, struggled to find a way to keep from sinking. Zorah resorted to shouting “Calm down! I’ll get you out later, just let go!”
Maria choked her fears back and let go of Kate. As she watched Kate get dragged free from the mud, the bottoms of her breasts began to kiss the disturbed surface. She shivered knowing that their struggles had loosened the mud’s texture. Tears began rolling down her cheeks as she watched the half-naked Kate stand on the solid ground she once took for granted. What was worse were the words Kate had said to her when they both became trapped. Could her own flesh and blood really hate her this much? Even as she halfheartedly reached out to Zorah, she felt like letting the quicksand claim her. Being smothered in an unknown medium was preferable to having a bitch that her heart would always know as her sister.
Zorah was having trouble pulling Maria free but she was beyond caring. Zorah motioned for Ellie to help out, to which she did by jumping into the mud next to Maria. Despite her jealous feelings for Maria, Ellie couldn’t stand the thought of watching someone dying in her clearing. She grabbed Maria and did her best to give Maria any leverage she could. While this helped Zorah to gain precious headway, he couldn’t shake the feeling that he was pulling on dead weight. To top things off, now he had to rescue Ellie when this was all said and done. Maria just didn’t have the willpower to get free of her sorrow.
Maria closed her eyes and thought about letting go of Zorah’s hand. As her grip began to loosen, she felt a new grasp on her wrist. She opened her eyes and found Kate helping Zorah. With a renewed will for survival, she began to pull herself out with the help of her rescuers. Before she knew it, she found herself sliding across the mud’s surface and onto solid ground. Maria gasped for breath as she crawled on her hands and knees towards Kate. She looked up through her tears at Kate, hoping for some encouraging words. Instead she heard Kate say “Don’t think this means anything, I still hate you.” The eyes were the windows into someone’s soul and Maria could tell by looking at Kate that something deep inside of her truly didn’t echo that sentiment.
Zorah’s attention turned to Ellie. In his determination to rescue the two sisters, he failed to notice that Ellie was still in her underwear as she was sinking up to her midriff. In the full moonlight, Ellie looked like a Greek goddess calmly descending into darkness in despair. Unlike Kate and Maria, Ellie had no fear of the mud which was shown by her serene look. She locked eyes with Zorah and euphorically asked “Can you two find your way back to the apartment? I need some private time with Zorah-Kun.”

[Northerner]

Wow, those girls have it out for each other. The genre catfighting + quicksand genre can always use more good entries such as this!

[Viridian]

That was dirty in more ways than one!

[PM2K]

Love it!

[Kwaza]

Kyaaatfight!! Another exclelent read Sakura!

[nachtjaeger]

Awesome!