You know she really started out as a self insert and turned into an OC yet I don't talk about her enough
So anyways here's some info of hers down below
Name: Katherina Tanith Erebus-Lane
Nicknames: Kathy, Rina
Age: 17
Gender: Female
Race: Human/??
Appearance: She has tan skin with long black hair and indigo eyes that she inherited from her father.
Height: 5'6"
Weight: 130 lbs.
Hair style: Ponytail (season one to seven) / Edgy bob (season 8-present)
Hair Color: Black
Eye Color: Prussian/Regal Blue (Hex Code: #00416A)
Skin Tone: Cameo (#CCA289)
Weapon of choice: Mother's katana and Father's sabre. Varies most of the time.
Element: Darkness Manipulation
Abilities:
Shadow Generation -The power to generate shadows and darkness. (inspired by Lord Garmadon during the pilot episodes. We should really extend the use of that or give reason why he gave that up. Shade is capable of this as well but it was only ever in the mobile game.)
Shadow Camouflage - The power to become invisible while in shadows. (inspiration: Shade and the Shinobi from Samurai Jack)
Umbrakinetic Combat - The power to fuse manipulation of darkness with physical combat to create a devastating form of martial arts. (As it says on the tin)
Umbrakinetic Constructs - The ability to create objects and other constructs out of darkness. (Why her weapon choice varies. It is unknown if she could create entire structures or environments yet)
Personality: At first, she is standoffish, but getting to know her, you learn that she's been through a lot before encountering the Ninja and becoming one of the Kunoichi. She's tough but kind, known to be analytical but fun. Call her genre-savvy if you will.
Occupation: Kunoichi
Affiliations: The Ninja (currently), Serpentine Rebellion — through Vasuki (currently), Dragon Samurai — through her mother and "aunts" (currently), Elemental Masters (off and on)
Hometown: (Spoilers)
Status: Alive
Bio: Katherina here is the daughter of the previous Master of Darkness, Luther, and Clarissa, Lady Azure of the Dragon Samurai. She is their fourth child after their eldest, Xander and their twin girls, Mariana and Veronica. She lived in a city far away from the world of Ninjago with her parents having left that world behind in order to not let their young get involved with any fantastical affairs of the like. However they couldn't escape the world of fantasy after all. Katherina was open to the world and she grew up in it. One day, during one of her adventures while she was a teen, she had lost her brother due to a blast of magic and it would be sometime after the event of her loss that she would be framed for something she didn't do, due to her powers waking up after so long, and her grandparents on her mother's side had given her a way to get out of trouble. Unfortunately this would lead her back to Ninjago where she was needed the most. With her panicking and her powers sometimes lashing out with her not being taught to use them right, she was eventually found by Wu and the team of Ninja with their most recent addition, Sam, their wind kunoichi. It took Lord Garmadon to sift through the Darkness to reach Katherina. (Recalling how Leila, the former Master of Shadow had done the same for Luther, their old "friend".) Kathy would eventually be taught her powers correctly (more like without accidentally leaving a door open to Overlord, but she doesn't know that yet) and she joined the fight against the Serpentine. However, it was one night on her own that she would meet a Serpentine Hybrid who, for some reason, she felt a strong connection to and felt the need to hear him out and help him in their endeavor to take down Pythor and his followers.
Relationships:
Luther and Clarissa: Her parents. They are semi-strict types and protective of her and her siblings. The protectiveness definitely shows when they find out she's with Wu, someone they tried so hard to avoid yet somehow got circled back to.
Xander: Her older brother who she looked up to. The two of them went on their own adventures through the city they lived in, encountering so much and experiencing more than their fair share together until that incident happened.
Mariana and Veronica: The older twin girls. For the most part, they were cordial with her like some siblings are. They were actually studying magic and sometimes Kathy would join, trying to hang out with them and sometimes being shot down, but not maliciously. When Xander died however, their demeanor to her changed, shutting her out nearly completely until she herself disappeared one day.
Samantha: A kunoichi of wind who became her friend.
Vasuki: He is a Hypnobrai-Anacondrai hybrid she had followed, mistaking him for one of Pythor's followers. After hearing him out and being led to the border of their encampment, the Ninja had mistaken her for being kidnapped but they find out it's not the case. Events come to pass, and Kathy and Vasuki are inseparable to the point of when she was done helping rebuild the City of Ouroboros after the Battle of the Devourer, he ended up following her and eventually becoming her partner.
Fun Facts:
Originally, she was a self insert in an RP years ago back on DeviantArt. That was until I gave her a different name and watched other material that would make up her backstory. If you've seen my old DeviantArt journals, you'd know what I had laid out for her. However the story did change quite a bit.
She didn't actually have an official ninja suit design that wasn't customized to her. The most I ever got was her color. Now her suit is based off of several things. There's the unused Leonardo concept, Karai's armor, and that one Ninja costume from this site. That's basically the three main things that helped.
The names her family members, notably her father and brother, are called aren't their real names but by middle names.
She is a middle child. However, her younger sibling Tsukiko would have been born around the time she became a teen, aka the time her powers were presenting itself, so she didn't get much time to get to know her.
There is a reason Vasuki and Katherina already feel so familiar with each other around their first meeting. Of course, that is spoiler related and only one other person knows about it.
She only has so few abilities because her father is keeping the other half of the Element of Darkness so she cannot reach true potential until after he gives it up. (He does not give it up willingly, of course. Especially after he's learned that using too much of the Darkness Element would lead Overlord to an open door. He doesn't want that for her.)
She will get an appearance in another fic. The current Ninjago fic I'm writing is another OC, one by a friend, and I still love her so.
I was going to give her the Romanian version of her name, Catalina, but the more I thought about it, I realized she didn't really look like a Catalina, not even a Catina. Maybe if she were vastly different, I would do so but Katherina had been stuck to her for so long that it feels wrong to give her another name.
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𝐂𝐚𝐭 𝐆𝐨𝐭 𝐘𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐓𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐮𝐞? | 𝐌𝐮𝐥𝐭𝐢 𝐱 𝐎𝐅𝐂 | 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐎𝐧𝐞: 𝐑𝐞𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐞𝐝
Synopsis — Decades have passed since the horrific massacre of Brooklyn’s infamous crime family, all its members supposedly wiped out in the most notorious unsolved cold case in the state’s history.
All except one.
Katherina Vitale, the Don’s daughter. She’s known to the public as Felina, the Seven’s Fiesty Femme Fatale and the Deadly Darling in the Shadows. But to those with the clearance, she’s the company’s safety net in case a certain well-known supe goes off the rails.
After the Vought Senior Vice President of Hero Management's plans to force the woman into early retirement are put on hold by the untimely passing of one of the Seven, Katherina is welcomed back to the team. This time with a new stance on her place in the world when she learns the truth of what happened that fated night.
Will she remain loyal to the corporation responsible for her family’s demise? Or will she join William Butcher and his Boys in the fight against her own kind?
Pairing(s) — Black Noir x OFC, Billy Butcher x OFC, The Homelander x OFC, Queen Maeve x OFC, Minor The Deep x OFC
Fandom — The Boys - All Media Types
Status — in progress. Masterlist
Warning(s) — Graphic Descriptions of Violence, Implied/Referenced Past Sexual Assault, Referenced Past Child Abuse, Science Experiments, Canon Typical Violence, Swearing, Angst, Manipulation, Survivor's Guilt, Loss, Substance Abuse, Manipulation, Betrayal, Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder, Freeform, Dark Comedy, Discrimination, Soldier Boy has issues, Everyone Has Issues, Possessive Behavior, Explicit Sexual Content, Corruption, American Politics
Tag(s) — Star-Crossed Lovers, Past Relationship(s), Grey!OC, BAMF!OC, Nerd!OC, OC is Catwoman of The Boys Universe, Switch!OC, Sexual Tension, Sub Kevin | The Deep, Top Billy Butcher, BAMF Billy Butcher, Sub The Homelander | John, Switch Black Noir, Italian Mafia, Women In Power, BAMF Women, Women's Rights, Song: Brand New City (Mitski), but if I gave up on being pretty I wouldn't know how to be alive, Other Additional Tags To Be Applied
“I have a very exciting surprise for you. Both a member of the Seven, and the Deadly Darling in the Shadows,” Stillwell said, her brow twitching, like the words were venom on her tongue—the only evidence of her disdain. Maddie Stillwell, so well-trained.
Beams of heavenly light cast a pale glow on the stage, highlighting every faint line on the golden-haired woman’s shiny face. Even from where she stood yards away, Katherina could smell the fresh botox under the woman’s skin, invading nerve cells and paralyzing her facial muscles.
“Live and in person, the Fiesty Femme Fatale, Felina!”
A stunning, long-legged woman sauntered across the stage, every man in the audience shifting in their seats as their pants tightened in an almost-pavlovian response to seeing her. Katherina never failed to enrapture, with the skin-tight fabric of her raven catsuit shifting with every elegant movement of her body.
Fuck the costume department, the woman thought every time she pulled it on. Pushing down a wave of disgust, wood splintered around her nails as they made indents into the podium’s sides.
“Thank you. Aw, thank you, everybody,” She purred in her smoky voice, rapidly reading the fast-moving words off the teleprompter with an ease granted by her sharpened senses and decades of practice. Her full lips curled up into a wicked smile, flashing the audience her pointed canines as their eyes widened in awe. As if it never got old. “After a long, distinguished career with the Seven…”
Katherina paused, just as the teleprompter instructed. The audience held their breath in anticipation.
Stillwell raised a brow as the silence drew out.
The woman took a deep breath, her throat threatening to close up. “I, Felina, have decided it’s time to file down my claws and retire.”
“Let's give her a big ‘thank you.’” Madelyn said, cutting in with a picture-perfect smile painted on her lips. Goddamn cunt. You’re just counting down the fucking minutes, aren’t you? Katherina thought as she suppressed a glare, her smile widening instead. “What do you say? Thank you, Felina!”
Once the applause died down, the woman continued, “But now, as we turn towards the future, I'd like to introduce someone very special.” Her eyes narrowed in cringe at the next line. How fucking clever. “And I, for one, can't wait to see her shine. Please welcome, Starlight.”
The woman stepped away from the podium with a tight smile, clapping her gloved hands together as her fresh-faced replacement was pushed on stage.
Annie’s nerves seemed to be momentarily forgotten as time slowed down and she took in the sight of her childhood hero up close for the first time, committing to memory every mole and scar marring her pale-ivory skin.
The most notable one was a faded pink scratch starting from above the bridge of her arched brow, running across her eye, and ending on the edge of her left cheekbone. Self-inflicted during the traumatic first manifestation of the crime boss’ daughter-turned-thief-turned-hero’s powers, if Annie remembered correctly.
A pointed look from Stillwell made Katherina sigh. She swallowed harshly and drew Starlight in for a friendly embrace once she approached.
Annie’s knees nearly gave out when she felt the woman wrap her long arms around her. She was sure Felina could tell how nervous she was, the beat of her hammering heart so loud, she wouldn’t be surprised if the audience could hear it too.
Katherina pulled away, releasing the younger woman before wiping her hands down her midsection to smooth out some nonexistent wrinkles. The loud pulsing of blood vessels in her ears was nearly deafening as it mirrored each thundering clap of applause from the audience. She dropped her head, making her signature contrasting hair fall in front of her face.
She remembers how taken back she had been at the beginning of her time at Vought to see her condition be embraced in such a positive way, fully prepared to dye the hair until her scalp bled as Stillwell’s predecessor had planned.
But the public had spoken, the striking color-blocking of light and dark being picked up by girls across the country in a rapid spread alternative trend of the early-90s when she officially debuted.
The years had gone by so quickly. Katherina’s gaze grew distant. Now the symptom of her poliosis manifested in white highlight streaks throughout her voluminous layered locks, the only visible sign of her aging.
Felina’s dazzling smile seemed to falter, making Annie eye her curiously for a moment before she was guided by Stillwell to the podium.
“Let’s give Felina one last round of applause,” Madelyn said, turning towards the woman with a shit-eating grin, her words laced with a deeper meaning. Just as quickly as it had gone, Felina’s irresistible smile returned. This time it didn’t reach her eyes. “Thank you.”
Katherina nodded in appreciation before retreating off-stage in a daze, pushing past Ashley and her stupid fucking clipboard as a dull ringing absorbed her enhanced hearing.
The woman sat calmly in the outside air, her fingers absentmindedly caressing the velvety pages of her worn book. She scanned hungrily through the printed words, as if reading them for the first time again.
Her leg was bent to her chest, resting on the surface of the balcony’s balustrade while the other swung numbly over the edge, completely uncaring of the long distance down to the ground. No need to worry when she knew she’d always land on her feet.
Katherina's head snapped up, feeling the energy shift in the air. A shiver crawled down her spine, raking each vertebra as it descended.
A whoosh followed by a thud from behind her made her sigh. If not for the electrical impulses traveling lightning-fast through her nerves, quicking her reflexes, she definitely would have jumped. The loose-spined book in her grasp fell shut easily while she swiveled in her seat, facing the New York City skyline completely and letting both her feet dangle off the edge.
“You’re what, now?” A deep voice called out. “Why didn’t you say anything?”
Katherina closed her eyes, pressing them tightly shut as she was once again painfully reminded of her fate. She smiled bitterly and whispered, “I found out this morning.”
“What?” He replied dumbly.
Katherina took a deep breath, her throat burning with suppressed emotion. Pushing down the anger flaring up in her chest, she turned around and finally met John’s perplexed gaze. “Stillwell called me into her office this morning. Thought she’d pitch a rebranding of that fucking lingerie line again or some stupid shit like that. Imagine my surprise.”
“This has to be some kind of mistake,” He said definitively, shaking his head as if he had any say in the matter. Oh, John. Even after all these years, you still haven’t learned your place. Katherina used her cat-like agility to slide elegantly off the balustrade and moved to slip past the man. A tight grip on her upper arm made her tense, claws threatening to come out. “You promised me, Kat. Don’t you remember? You promised me that you’d always have my back.”
The chemical plant’s remains surrounded him, still steaming. The scent of blood and smoke clinging to his nostrils was nearly suffocating. John narrowed his telescopic gaze on the woman desperately crawling towards the flashing red and blue lights in the distance.
Slicking back his stained golden hair, he turned and readied his laser gaze. A sudden shadow looming over the woman made him stop short.
He watched as Noir helped her to her feet, meeting the fuming look in John’s red eyes with silence.
The glow in them suddenly dissipated as John watched him take the woman’s head in his hands and snap her neck, letting her body limply fall off to the side.
John furrowed his brows. Noir approached him with his arms raised apprehensively. He felt his confusion grow when the masked man in front of him suddenly froze.
“A little trust goes a long way, John.” The young man’s eyes widened, taken back by the appearance of the familiar hero. She dropped down from her perch where she had been quietly observing their interaction and sauntered over to the men.
John tilted his head, watching her intensely as she gingerly moved past the two before disappearing around the corner. His eyes widened again once he saw with his x-ray vision what she was hiding.
The cowering man yelped as she kicked him into view.
“We’re a team now,” She trailed off, gently taking the man by the chin, ignoring his pleas. Her claws made a quiet ringing sound as they unsheathed, the razor-sharp, metal-plated nails growing on command in the blink of an eye. She positioned them on either side of his head, lightly digging into his scalp before raising her head and meeting John’s entranced gaze. “I’ve got your back, John.” A crack entered the air, the man’s body going limp in her grasp. “Always.”
“Of course I remember. This is Stillwell, not me.” She hissed, her faded Brooklyn accent reserved exclusively for off-camera getting thicker as her blood began to boil. Katherina tore her arm away from his hold before stepping back into the warmth of her den.
As detached as she felt from the luxuries that Vought provided, knowing it all came with a cost, the opulent two-story penthouse had become somewhat of a safe haven for her over the years. A sanctuary free from the cameras and the deceit, even if for a few moments.
“I’ll talk to Madelyn and sort this out,” The man followed her inside, the vibrant color of his spandex suit a stark contrast to the dark minimalistic interior design of her home. “I’ll find a way, Kat. I promise.”
That’s what I’m worried about.
Katherina sat crouched in the cramped space, gazing down at the conference room through the slats in the ceiling vent’s metal grate. Simply watching.
She was too light on her feet for any of the Seven to detect her presence, but based on the glances she saw Noir keep throwing up at the ceiling, she knew he had his suspicions. Katherina inwardly sighed.
“Beginning to wonder if you'd even show up. I mean, all that pressure, it's a lot for anyone to swallow." She heard the Deep say, smugness tainting his words of concern. Her brows furrowed, carefully observing the man. Her vibrant emerald eyes narrowed as she saw his features light up with amusement before they widened with realization. That motherfucker.
“Yeah. Don't worry, I'll be fine. I'm here. And I'm not going anywhere. ” Her replacement—Starlight—replied. Katherina rose a perfectly-manicured brow, her intrigue spiking. The new model had a backbone, who would’ve thought? She supposes there was some strange comfort in the fact that her place wasn’t being taken by a complete pushover.
“Can we get back to this, please? This is a serious crime. These assholes pirated my movie three weeks before release...” Without fail, Katherina began to zone out as she always did when Translucent started talking. The woman elected to shift her focus elsewhere, like at the man seated at the head of the v-shaped table, who was being unusually quiet.
A spike in her nerves made her lean back and curl into herself, just as he turned his attention up at the ceiling. She heard him sigh, as if disappointed to find the space empty. She silently thanked the ingenuity of the zinc lining her suit.
“What the fuck? You got four points?” A-train exclaimed, bringing Katherina’s focus back on the conversation.
“And clearly better lawyers…” Maeve interjected before taking a swig of her drink, making the corner of Katherina’s mouth twitch up in amusement.
When her vision suddenly blurred, Katherina leaned back again, sitting on her heels as she blinked away the moisture gathering in her eyes. Fuck.
She’d miss the stupid fucking banter. She’d miss the exhilaration of riling up a crowd with just her presence. She’d miss the sidelong glances filled with yearning exchanged between her and Earving during the drawn-out team meetings.
Vought had taken so much already. Made her live her life under a microscope and threatening her with more pain and more suffering if she didn’t ‘behave’. Play the part of the brainless sex kitten of the Seven but be ready to bring out the claws when it was expected.
How much had they given, but taken even more in return?
She didn’t stay until the end of the meeting.
…
Landing on the polished marble floor in the barren hallway, Katherina brushed the coat of dust off her hands and knees before beginning the short trek to Madelyn’s office.
The click of her heeled feet echoed around the hallway, the woman quickly slipping into her professional persona as continuing walking, greeting every faceless person she passed with her signature smile.
“Have a nice evening, Felina.”
“Good afternoon, Felina.”
“What’s up, Felina?”
Felina. Felina. Felina.
Jesus Christ, it’s a wonder how she made it so far without snapping at one of the members of Vought staff equally as fake as her. Katherina narrowed her almond-shaped eyes in a half-hearted attempt to hide her disdain.
The hair on the back of her neck suddenly stood on end as she sensed a presence on her tail. Katherina’s gaze hardened, mind now on the alert.
Turning the corner, Katherina made sure the coast was clear before leaping up, balancing herself over the hallway. The surface of the ceiling dug in around the tips of her sheathed claws. She quietly waited for the presence to follow after her and reveal themselves.
A darkly-costumed man soon came into view. Katherina pressed her eyes shut for a moment and allowed herself to slip down, landing without a sound on the tips of her feet behind him. The faint sound of her heels relaxing against the floor as she leaned back on them made the man pause, turning his head in the direction of the sound. “Noir.”
She saw him freeze. Katherina took a tentative step forward, taking him in as he shifted his body completely to face her. He tilted his head to the side, an unspoken question.
“Stillwell’s orders. Speaking of which, I’ve got somewhere to be,” She answered dismissively, holding her breath as neared her old ‘friend’. She felt the ghost of a hand on her shoulder, gently halting her step. Katherina shook her head, dropping her voice to a whisper. “I’m sorry, Earving.”
He felt his throat tighten, wanting so desperately to talk to her. Beg her to stay. To not retreat into herself. He couldn’t lose her. Not her. Not again.
She gently removed his hand and took it into her own, drawing imaginary patterns into the plates on his gloves before letting it fall to his side.
“I’m sorry.”
That fucking bitch.
The meeting with Madelyn hadn’t gone at all how she anticipated. John had made good on his promise, so now she had to stick around and babysit the girl taking her place too.
Katherina finally pulled on her black satin slip, taking care to not smudge the lotion freshly applied on her thick skin. The bright glare of her vanity lights made her expression fall as she ran her eyes over her creamy complexion. Focusing on the scars disfiguring her plump face. She sighed.
“Just to help Starlight get acclimated. We want to make the transition as smooth as possible." The older woman had said, the smile on her lips widening at the fire building in Katherina’s eyes. Why not start by giving me a little time to prepare then?
She finished her nightly routine almost robotically before slipping into the safety of her bed. Her eyes fell shut as soon as she made contact with the smooth texture of the silk covers.
To Be Continued...
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