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Insanity...

There was a cheetah cub, in human years she was only about a preteen. She was an orphan and a bit of a rebel. She didn't obey anyone or anything. But she wasn't too different than any teen, except she had this burning fire within her, and she was smarter and wiser than anyone else her age. Her caretakers hoped she'd use this for good and they tried to raise her right. Well one night she was out getting ice cream, the only thing that brought her joy anymore. When she was out she was kidnapped quickly, and she never saw her home town again. She was taken because a group of furs feared she had been a witness in a crime, when she insisted she didn't know anything they told her it was too late and she knew enough just by being in their vehicle. The cheetah's life was never good, but it will never be the same from this day on.

She was in an underground hideout, she did not know where. There were many things marked toxic. Her paws were tied and the big furs around her pushed her around. There were strange gasses all around, some were clear but some made the air pink or purple. The large criminal furs took a look at her, touching her face and she glared back at them. She wasn't afraid. She wasn't sad. She was angry. She let out a low growl at them as they talked about her.

"What should we do to her?"

"Sell her?"

"Killer her?"

"too much work"

"Keep her?"

"No that's a dumb idea"

"What do we feed it 'n stuff"

The cheetah looked over at them, masks covering her face, but she could assume some of their species, all males. A green serpent, a huge black wold with a scar over his right eye, an orange fox, some type of large bird, and some kind of species she couldn't identify. Maybe a hybrid? It was black and, curly? She didn't have a good view through the gas and it was dark wherever they were. The big wolf seemed like the leader of the jerky group. They decided on keeping her until they found something to do with her. Over the weeks the cheetah learned the group worked for some other boss, higher up. She didn't know how high up the thing went. Over the course of the months, the cheetah became thin and underfed, she was dehydrated and surrounded by toxic gass, but she did learn the other member wasn't a hybrid, he was a big black ram with brown curling horns. Over the next few years, the low food and water rations made her body weak and susceptible to the gasses. They played games with her mind, she saw things that weren't there, she sometimes fainted for no reason at all, and she started behaving differently. Her rebellious nature and cockiness amplified by them. The criminals exposed her to murder and after a while she became desensitized to it.

She was captured as a preteen and kept hostage until a little after she was 15. Then knowing it was her only way to accept the outside world, she became one of the criminals, copying their habits. She easily became an expert assassin and could rob any place she wished. Then she killed the furs who kept her hostage as revenge, her first solo murder. She left their bodies in the same underground hideout they had held her hostage in for so many years. But it was too late, the brain damage had been done, the cheetah would never again be the same.

She rejected her old name, "Nisha" and had everyone call her "Baby". Then she set out into the city to cause chaos. She hated government, she hated school, she hated criminals, she hated everything and was going to set things straight, but she needed power to do so. She choose a weapon from the hideout before she left, a large hammer. She painted it black and pink and green and blue, and she dyed her hair various colors. First she dyed her hair pink, and pulled it back into two pony tails behind her ears. She wore a black spiked collar.

Then she went, like a hurricane she was an unstoppable force, and she sought to gain power...