Vile Eyes
Chapter One: Complex Influence
After Artemis became a father, he realized he was now the first generation of his Prower family, and his kids were the second. During their childhood, Artemis made sure he had taught them well on manners and the principles of life. He had felt family was most important, and stressed this with his kids a lot to make them know he was serious about his claims. With Artemis being promised to live one million years by the Desert Fox, he had made it his duty to watch over his family, and to protect them for generations to come. Jenna Prower, one of the family members in the four-hundred and ninety-ninth generation, peaked Artemis' interest about what had changed for lifestyle, phrases of life, and habits of their time. He decided to watch her further to see what could happen during these different times.
On a random street...
A red vixen with green eyes ran down the street clutching the straps on her bookbag and turning the street quickly. Her school uniform began to sway through the wind as she continued running fast. "Oh crap how could I have slept late?!" she panted. The vixen saw the desired building and began to let out a burst of faster speed and reached the double grey doors that led into the building. She dashed through the school halls and reached her class. She opened the door softly and then peeked inside. She panted slightly hard as she looked at the teacher turned towards the board. The vixen said nothing and then almost tiptoed to her seat. "Ms. Jenna Prower, that's the fifth time this month you've been late to class." the teacher remarked, still faced towards the board. The vixen almost squealed and then slowly turned back around to look at the teacher. "I'm sorry Mrs. Yale, it won't happen again." she said softly. The teacher said nothing back and Jenna slowly began to walk to her seat. A red fox with royal blue eyes smirked at her as he brushed his slick red hair back. "Jenna... you're always doing stuff the hard way. Shame, I expected more out of you." he stated.
Jenna glanced over at the red fox and looked at the smug look on his face. He had a charming voice that he used quite well for his age. He acted as though he was a high ranking person, which pissed Jenna off a lot about him. She knew though that he was from a popular family. His father had many connections to major corporations and companies. He also had many ties with the government, something his son had been interested in for his personal reasons. "Vincent Taylor I don't have time for your sassy mouth." Jenna almost hissed. Just the sight of him almost irritated her, and it was worse when he smirked at her remark. "Oh, so sorry." he said softly. The vixen didn't make any replies as she crossed her arms and then scoffed. Vincent only looked back at his paperwork and then focused on his stuff. The two red foxes looked at the board and then at each other, trying to figure out the lesson of the day. "I'm sure we'll figure it out Jenna, I mean, the other nitwits in here surely couldn't comprehend what's going on. Only we two could understand the meaning behind this." Vincent remarked. "Jeez, thanks for the boost of confidence Vincent." Jenna said sarcastically and began writing down notes on her pad. He had always found some way to let others down while boosting another person up, it was just how he was, something else she didn't like. But all in all he was nice to her, and she didn't feel that he sucked up to her, he just found her interesting, and in a weird and unexplainable way, she found him interesting too. "No problem Jenna... any time." he said with a sly grin.
After school...
Jenna sighed as she walked out of the school building and then towards her house. She looked up at the violet sky and then down the road she was walking. 'This bites... all this homework to do and only a few hours to do it...' she thought. The red vixen walked silently for a couple of minutes before making it to her house. She walked up to the porch and then took out her set of house keys. She unlocked the door and let out a sigh of relief. "Finally, lazy time." she mumbled and then flopped onto the couch. An older red fox walked into the living room and then looked at Jenna who was lying on the couch. "Get your lazy behind up! We're going to the baseball game today." he remarked as he adjusted the jacket he was wearing. "Awww... but I just got in Daniel." she protested. But her older brother gave her a cold look and then grabbed her hand after adjusting his cap. "Oh no, you're not escaping this time. Let's go, Edwin said he's gonna be there too." the teenage fox continued as he pulled his younger sister outside the door. "Great... that's if he stops taking down criminals for the day. You know he loves his job as a cop most of the time." she remarked. "Shut up... he's coming." Daniel replied and then walked towards his car.
A few hours later...
Jenna watched as Daniel made a connected hit with the bat and then began to run quickly to the first base. The other player on his team before him quickly stole the third base and Jenna watched as Daniel clapped his hands. She sighed in boredom as she looked at her watch. "And what are you in such a rush for?" a voice called out from behind her. Jenna quickly turned around to see another red fox with a warm smile on his face. "Edwin!" Jenna almost shouted and hugged the fox. "Good to see you too Jenna." he laughed as he was hugged hard by the vixen. "I didn't think you were going to come." she said softly. The red fox adjusted the police hat on his head and then cleared his throat, "Yeah I can see that. Well honestly I'm not supposed to be here, I'm supposed to be out on patrol, but I figured I could take this time out to watch Daniel's game." he said and then pointed his finger down at one of the players. "Is that him?" he asked. Jenna nodded, "Yeah, you haven't seen him in awhile I know." she replied. "Hmmm... I'll have to hang out with you guys more..." he began, when he was cut off.
His shoulder radio began to emit frantic voices and then Edwin quickly leaned his head towards the radio and pressed a button. "What's going on?" he asked seriously. After a frantic response from the other cop, Edwin quickly stood up and then looked at his younger sister. "Sorry Jenna, I have to go... Tell Daniel I came by... but things just got in the way." he said and then quickly ran across the bleachers. Jenna tried to protest, but she had already seen him dash halfway across the bleachers and then down towards the exit. She sighed heavily in disappointment and then put her chin in both her palms as she set her elbows on her legs. 'He's always busy...' she thought. She knew that he was doing his job, and that he couldn't help if there was an emergency call, but she or Daniel had not seen him in over seven months, and for the first time seeing him, it seemed like only five minutes. 'Hopefully that will change though...' she continued thinking. She watched as Daniel ran to home base and then got a point for the team.
Two years had passed and Jenna was now a senior in high school. She had shown remarkable skills in her classes and was deemed as very intelligent. She was known for creating things between mechanical and technical things. She didn't mind getting dirty or greasy and was usually seen working on experiments in her parents' garage. Vincent didn't seem all that behind her either. He was quite intelligent in math, and knew a lot of historical facts as well as economical knowledge and was a lot smoother in his talking capabilities and charisma. This was one of the rare things that pissed Jenna off a lot, as she saw him usually with a lot of different girls or was always around a lot of people in suits. She figured they were connections that his father had set up for him, but with a smooth tongue that she was very aware of, she was sure he could surpass his father.
At the house...
Jenna began to turn the ratchet in her hand as she tightened a bolt on the new machine she was making. She wasn't sure if she was making it truly perfect, but she knew she was quite close. All of the experiments she had done so far had done well for a while before breaking down. She wanted to make a new generator, fairly simple if she had the right parts, but working with only a limited battery and a few encasings, she knew it would take some time to get it to work. "Come on..." she grumbled as she stuck out her tongue on the side of her mouth as she concentrated on her task. The garage door opened slowly and another red fox walked into the room. "Jenna... we need to talk..." a strong voice stated. The red vixen glanced behind her to look at her father. "Hm?" she replied, still tightening another bolt.
In the living room...
"Now... I know we talked about this from time to time Jenna..." he began. Jenna quickly caught on and then flailed her arms up in the air. "Dad I don't need to talk about..." she began, but her father cut her off. "We will talk about this, it's near prom and I want to get something straight. You won't be having any after parties, and you won't be going to any boy's house... do I make myself clear? I know whoever you choose to be with you, you'll make the right decision. You have a straight head on your shoulders and you know how to take care of yourself. I'm sure your brothers will be watching somehow." he snickered. "Yay... woo hoo..." Jenna said while rolling her eyes. "Anyway, don't make any mistakes, I don't want to hear that you were in the moment and it just happened." he warned and then stood up. "Ok dad, I got it..." she mumbled and then stood up as well. She walked back towards the garage as she grumbled about her being able to take care of herself and the need to get a new battery as she sat back down near her project and started working again.
The next day...
Jenna blushed slightly in embarrassment, anger, and shyness as she looked over at Vincent. He was simply working on the assignment that the teacher had given them. He was bent over his paper and was reading over the work. But what made Jenna angry was the various females that seemed to be not only eyeing him, but seemed to be plotting to get to him after class. She wanted to be the one that he asked to go to prom, despite the little fights they got into, she believed she was really close with him. The red fox sat up slightly and then brushed back his new ponytail. Jenna thought the new hairstyle fitted him perfectly, but she never knew why. She went back to work and then wrote down some answers, looking over the information she needed in order to complete the lesson.
After school...
The red vixen walked out the front double doors and walked slowly back home. She was sure that if someone didn't ask by now, then she wasn't going to be getting a date for prom. There were rumors saying that the only reason most guys didn't ask her was because she was Vincent's girl, though she confirmed many times that the rumor wasn't true. But nonetheless the rumors had caused her to be dateless, and was certain that Vincent had already gotten a date for the prom. She sighed heavily and decided she would go with a couple of girlfriends, she still wanted to go, after all, it was prom. Just as she was about to turn the corner to reach her street, a hand went onto her shoulder. Thinking immediately that it was an attacker, she made a round house kick to the mysterious figure's face. The figure caught her foot easily however and gave off a smirk. She realized immediately that it was Vincent after seeing the smirk. "Vincent... what are you doing following me?" she asked. "Actually, I'm more curious on the fact on how you know how to make such a fast swing like that. That's quite impressive." he complimented. She began to get angry at the way he tried to divert away from her question. "What do you want?" she grumbled lowly. "All I wanted to ask was if you would like to go to prom with me... but I can see you're highly busy..." he said and then turned away after letting go of her foot.
Seeing that he was walking away, Jenna quickly extended her arm and then called out. "Wait! ... I want to know what took you so long?" she asked, a little nervous again now that she knew that he wanted to go with her. She also thought about the possibility that other girls turned him down, or that he was using this as a plot for something. But most of her wanted to believe he JUST wanted to go to prom, and that was it. He glanced at her, but didn't turn back around. "Honestly I was busy... that's my excuse, now I found the time to ask you. So will you go or not?" he asked bluntly. Jenna saw that he could have an irritated side as well, and she didn't like to think what he was capable of if he was pissed. "Well..." she began, trying to think it over. She felt she had no other options, and he was the only true friend that she could count on, so she nodded slowly to his question. "Yes... I'll go with you." she answered. "Good." he replied and then began walking away again. "My limo will pick you up at five thirty sharp, please be ready at that time." he said and then disappeared from her sight. Jenna only let out a breath that she realized she had held in after answering his question. She turned back around and then began walking back home. 'That went well...' she thought.
As the red vixen entered into the door, she heard the sound of dishes being washed and the light sound of humming from the kitchen. She slowly walked in after setting her backpack onto the couch and then saw her mother washing the dishes. "Mom?" she called out. "Oh... hey Jenna? How are you?" she asked, a happy tone in her voice. "I'm... fine... what are you doing home from work? I thought you went this morning?" Jenna questioned. "I was, but I felt terribly sick, so I decided to come home. I'm sure just one day out wouldn't kill the company you know. Why? Doesn't sound like you want me home." she began. But the red vixen cut her off as she hugged her, "Actually mom, I'm really glad you're home. I wanted to ask you something..." she trailed off, not sure if she had the guts to ask. "Hm? Go ahead and ask, I'm listening." the vixen encouraged. "Well... how do you know... when you have the right person?" Jenna asked. She was referring to the dance, she believed she didn't want to be going with someone just because there was no one else. The vixen stopped moving the dishcloth and then slowly turned around. She set the cloth on the counter and then looked at her daughter. "Jenna... well... you have to be sure for yourself, it's the person you feel comfortable with, and someone you truly love." she lectured. "Ohhh... well... that makes sense... but when do I know I love him?" she asked.
"Ummm... it's a feeling... you feel like he's the most wonderful man in the world. He's gotta be doing the right thing and wants to keep you close to him, and make sure you're not being harmed; that helps a lot too ya know." she responded. "Oh... I see... well thank you so much mom. I guess that's how you found dad huh?" she asked with a smile. Her mother blushed and then began looking the other way. "Actually... other reasons... but anyway we better go pick up that gown I ordered for you. You didn't even think about that and the prom is in a week." she remarked. Jenna became wide-eyed. "What?! You got me a gown?" she asked excitedly. Her mother nodded, "Yes I did, now remember, I'm sure your father talked to you like a million times about keeping them closed..." she remarked and slapped Jenna's thigh. This made her blush heavily, "Mom!" she called out. "But if you feel he's the right one... make it a special night for him... that's seriously how I found your father, and I don't regret it..." she said and smiled softly. "He wasn't complaining during our prom when I..." she began but Jenna covered her ears. "Mom I don't want to hear that. Ewwwww!!" she groaned and then ran towards the garage to get in the car. Her mom only smirked and then walked slowly towards the garage, 'She'll make the right choice... I know she will.' she thought to herself.
To Be Continued
Editors Notes: Hey everyone! It's your favorite editor, Ultima the God, from ! I'd like to welcome you readers back to another exciting story involving the Prower family line! It looks like the hero in this story is Jenna Prower, and it appears that she is getting ready to go to the prom with that rich boy, Vincent Taylor. Heh, not much to comment on here, so I'll leave now. Please read and review!
-Ultima out-