Jekyll and Hyde
A/N: Everyone seems to be enjoying this story which makes me so very happy. I'm glad you all like Vixen. I just want to respond to a couple of my favorite reviews before starting the next chapter. There will be more violent sex near the beginning of this chapter after Vixen reacts badly to something Punk does…Those that don't like that stuff…I apologize but its part of this story so just try to skim past it.
animelvr23: I'm not often into Het either but sometimes I find one I like, I'm glad my story could be one of those for you.
NESSAANCALIME6913: Exactly what I'm going for lol. Although she's not exactly like Mox, she likes to receive the pain rather than dish it out.
sebastianm101: Vixen is trouble personified, much like Mox is, and yeah she scares me in a good way too.
Chapter 4
The next Monday night rolled around and Amalthea was going out to the ring with her brother again, he had told her he had some sort of special announcement to make to the world and he wanted her by his side. Once he started talking her eyes went wide in shock as he spewed out all of his hatred and disdain for the company they worked for and their treatment of him, he even went after the fans that made him as successful as he was. When Hunter and Stephanie came out onto the stage and started threatening him he just laughed in their faces and told them there was nothing they could do to him that they hadn't already done. Triple H just gave him a nasty little smirk and pointed at Amalthea.
"Maybe not…but we could make her life a living hell around here Punk. You wouldn't want your sweet little sister to pay for your defiance would you?"
Punk growled in anger as the Authority smirked down at them. Amalthea sighed softly as the Shield's music hit and they came storming down the steps, Dean coming to stand directly behind her while Seth and Roman stood on either side of them. Phil was just in front of her and allowed a satisfied smirk to cross his lips for a moment, though it faltered a bit when Vince McMahon came out to the stage.
"Hold on there Stephanie. I feel it might be important to share a little piece of information with you regarding a recent decision I made. I gave the Shield, and Miss Brooks, complete contract protection…which means that they can do anything they want and only I can fire them…they can even refuse any match they feel is unfair to them if they like."
Amalthea's eyes went wide and she gave Dean a raised eyebrow, smiling at the mischievous little smirk and wink he gave her in return.
"I like their style, their ruthless cunning. As for Miss Brooks, well I'm just plain impressed by her. She's not afraid to go toe-to-toe with some of the biggest men in this business…and not only that, but she can hold her own and even beat them into submission. That's quite impressive for a little lady who only comes up to five feet. All I asked in return is that when I'm out in the ring they act as my guards…no more, no less."
Vince smiled down at them and Amalthea found herself returning the smile as Dean hugged her waist from behind, much to the joy of the fans. Phil cleared his throat and addressed Vince, ignoring Stephanie and Hunter completely which only made them more angry than they already were…Stephanie's face was turning an unhealthy shade of purple in her anger and Triple H had several veins popping out on his head and neck.
"I'm glad to hear that Vince. I'm happy that my little sister is safe from the repercussions of what I'm about to do here tonight. Vince, Stephanie, Hunter…I Quit!"
Phil dropped the microphone and stormed up the ramp, pushing Stephanie out of the way and beating Triple H anywhere he could reach before moving backstage and out of sight. Amalthea was left standing with the Shield, her mind reeling at the bomb her brother just dropped on her. She felt like she was falling apart and Vixen was practically begging her to let her take control…so she did. Vixen came out to the front and let Amalthea curl up in the back of their mind to recover from the shock, and Vixen was a very angry woman at seeing her Amalthea so upset and hurt. The dark growl that came from the small woman had Roman and Seth taking hesitant steps away from her, but Dean tightened his hold on her.
"Easy Vixen, keep it together until we're backstage alright? I know you're angry, Mox is pissed off too, but just hold it together a little longer."
He managed to pull her backstage, going around to the side of the stage setup and pulling her into an unused locker room before she finally snapped. Roman and Seth decided to guard the door and make sure no one was dumb enough to try and go in there…if they did it would not end well. As soon as Dean closed and locked the door he let Moxley come out, and just in time because Vixen exploded in rage. She threw anything that wasn't bolted down and screamed in anger. Moxley thought it was possibly the most beautiful thing he'd ever seen and he just let her rage on until she finally stood in the middle of the carnage, panting heavily and glaring at him. When he stepped forward she snarled at him and snarled right back, growling at her as he shoved her into the nearest wall.
"Don't snarl at me little slut. You know what I can do to you. Let the rest of that rage out before you see your brother…our little kitten wouldn't be happy if you hurt him and you know it."
She turned her head and sank her teeth into his arm, drawing blood and causing him to curse loudly and smack her ass hard. He smacked her several times before pulling her crop top up over her breasts and pressing them against the cold steel of the lockers, earning a little hissing sound from her as the steel met her heated skin. He tangled a hand in her long brown hair and yanked back hard, making her body arch into the metal. While she was distracted by that he used his other hand to pull her tight little shorts down to expose her to him. The little growls and snarls she made only aroused him more and made him want to force her into submission again. A hard yank and shove had her on the floor with him pressing a hard knee into her back to keep her in place.
"You made a big mistake biting me little slut…because I bite back. I'm gonna leave this pretty ass of yours so red you won't be able to sit down for a fucking week."
Moxley whipped off his belt and used it to tie her hands to one of the benches in the room before poking his head out the door for a moment to speak to his brothers.
"Hey…can I borrow your belts guys?"
Roman and Seth exchanged wary looks but shrugged and handed them over, earning a wicked little smirk from Moxley before he once again shut and locked the door.
"Why do I feel like we just handed the devil a new toy?"
Roman snorted at Seth's question and the two winced at the angry screech from inside the room. Moxley had gone back in and used one of the belts to tie Vixen's knees together and to the other end of the bench. She was draped over the bench with her knees on the ground, hands stretched over her head, and her ass exposed to Moxley's hungry gaze…not that any of that stopped her from thrashing and cursing at him.
"You're only digging yourself into a deeper hole slut…now shut up or I'll be forced to gag you."
Moxley let out a dark, almost sinister laugh as she kept on cursing him, reaching down and stuffing her little shorts into her mouth to muffle her curses and grinning at the glare she gave him.
"Much better slut…now…I have a third belt here that isn't seeing any action…whatever shall I do with it hmm? How about I use it to beat your naughty ass black and blue?"
Vixen struggled against the belts holding her down as Moxley began wailing on her ass and thighs with the belt, hitting her as hard as he could every time until every last inch of her skin was bright red and covered in raised welts, already small bruises were starting to form and he could see she had long-since stopped crying. Her eyes had glazed over into a state of bliss, the pain morphing into pleasure and sending her into a special place that Moxley had only ever heard about but never actually seen before. He opened his pants up and drove himself into her hard, fast, and unrelenting until they both screamed out their releases and he momentarily collapsed against her back. When Moxley untied her Vixen just laid there, panting for breath, until he pulled her into his arms and smoothed the hair back from her face. His voice was soft and filled with concern as he spoke low in her ear.
"You alright now princess? Was that too much for you?"
"Hmmm? No, it was…perfect. No one's ever…been able to…really do that right. Thank you Mox."
"Anytime princess. Believe me, anytime."
The two of them sat there for a long while just basking in their afterglow and, for Vixen, coming down from the pain-induced high. A soft knock on the door, followed by Roman's voice, brought them out of their own little world and back to reality.
"Guys? They're gonna be closing up the arena shortly so we need to grab our bags and head back to the hotel."
"We'll be out in a minute. Come on Princess…lets get you looking more presentable here."
Vixen managed to pull on her shorts, with Moxley's help, and then pulled her top back down into place. She didn't even remember when her corset-coat had come off but she slipped that on and gave Moxley a saucy little grin.
"We can do that again sometime right Mox?"
"Like I said princess…anytime. Never forget that you're mine now princess…and I don't share my toys pet. We might want to let our other halves back out for a while though…otherwise Roman and Seth might see some shit they don't want to on the drive to the hotel."
Vixen let out a pleased little laugh and then closed her eyes for a moment, when they reopened they were a lighter brown with a lot more blue back in them and there was a shy little smile on her face. Moxley gave her a tender little kiss.
"Welcome back kitten. Feel better now?"
"A bit, yes. You?"
"I'm not as angry now so yeah…better. I'm gonna let Dean come back now…little shit's pacing and growling at me in here."
Amalthea giggled softly and then smiled as Dean's bright blue eyes took over and he pulled her into his arms, kissing her tenderly and carrying her out of the room. Roman and Seth refused to even look at either of them, and the one time Seth tried he flushed bright red at the sight of her red welted thighs.
"God your other halves are like animals…"
They all shared a laugh and went back to the hotel. Seth and Roman each had their own room in the three-room suite white Dean and Amalthea shared the third one. The two curled up in the big bed, her head on his chest and his arms wrapped around her as he watched her cry herself to sleep. He wasn't used to caring so much about someone else but it made him hurt to see her so upset.
The next morning Amalthea tried to call her brother but he refused to answer, after about 6 tries she gave up and Dean couldn't help the little growl that escaped at seeing how upset it made her. He waited until she went to wake up Roman and Seth, which was always entertaining because Seth was a whiney little kid in the morning and Roman was a growling bear, and scrolled through her phone to get Punk's number. He waited until she was busy fixing them all some breakfast, and he could hear Roman and Seth trying to cheer her up, before making the call on his cell phone. Punk's irritated voice answered and Dean cut him off before he could get another word in and halfway through his rant Moxley took over.
"Hello?"
"Listen to me Punk, and listen good. I don't care how pissed off you are at the company, the bosses, or even yourself. You dropped a major fucking bomb on your little sister last night and left her reeling in shock and hurt. She let Vixen take over last night because she couldn't handle it all. She cried herself to sleep in my arms last night because you quit and then just left without a single fucking word to her. Then today you refuse to answer your fucking phone and talk to her like a man and for what?! She's hurting right now and if you don't make shit right with her I swear on everything you have ever given a damn about in this world I will hunt your ass down and beat you senseless. You understand me Punk? I will end you if you keep hurting her like this. That sweet little kitten doesn't deserve it and you know it."
Moxley hung up before Punk could say a damned word in response and went out to join the other three in the kitchenette, laughing at the sight that met him. Amalthea had Seth in a headlock and was rubbing flour all over his face while Roman had literally laughed himself off his chair and onto the floor.
"Looks like I missed the party here huh? What'cha fixin' kitten?"
"Pancakes, bacon, sausage, and eggs. Which do you prefer Mox?"
"Surprise me kitten. I'm not real picky on food."
She smiled at him while Roman and Seth looked at them in shock. It had taken the two of them ages to be able to tell Dean and Moxley apart and she could tell almost immediately. Roman finally got himself back into his chair while Seth went and washed his face off, letting out a small shriek at finding the white stuff in his hair as well.
"Damnit Thea!"
The woman in question just giggled and Roman snorted softly. Moxley raised an eyebrow at them both and tilted his head to one side curiously, staring at Amalthea's ass as she practically danced around the kitchen in a little pair of boy shorts and a tank top.
"The fuck did I miss anyway?"
"You're a bad influence on Babygirl that's what. Seth made a comment about her shorts being too small and she threw flour at him, when he tried to retaliate she pulled him into a headlock and…well…you saw the aftermath of that."
Moxley just smirked and shrugged at his brother. He wasn't going to try and deny being a bad influence, he was and he knew it, but she wasn't complaining so he didn't really care. Roman rolled his eyes and then inhaled the scent of the food she set in front of them.
"Damn babygirl…this smells like heaven."
"I made plain pancakes and chocolate chip. I like the chocolate chip…I'm a bit of a chocoholic really. Dig in boys."
The two men shared a look before doing exactly that, Moxley went for the chocolate chip and Roman took a couple of each kind. They both moaned at the taste and looked up at her in shock.
"Holy fuck…you can cook kitten. This is…I swear these are the best fucking pancakes I've ever had…totally beats Ihop man…"
Roman nodded in agreement, not wanting to stop eating long enough to talk. Amalthea giggled and sat herself in Moxley's lap, much to his pleasure. He was happy that she was as comfortable with him as she was with Dean, it touched a place in his heart he'd though he'd lost a long time ago. He used his free hand to curl around her waist and keep her there, feeding her little bites of pancake and grinning at the happy little noises she made. Seth finally came out of the bathroom after washing his hair and sat down to eat, his eyes going wide in his head with a happy little moan escaping his lips as he took his first bite.
"Oh my God…what the hell did you put in these things? They're so damned yummy."
"Yummy two-tone? Really?"
Seth flipped Moxley off and went back to eating, the only sounds in the room after that being the appreciative noises the men made as they ate their breakfasts. Amalthea tried to move off of Moxley's lap to clean up after they were done but he tightened his grip and refused to let her go anywhere.
"Mox…let go…I have to clean up the mess."
"Nope. Seth can clean up since he's being a prissy little bitch about his hair...as usual."
"Hey!"
"Come on Seth, I'll help you clean up since Moxley is…otherwise occupied right now."
Seth grumbled his way to the sink as Roman just chuckled softly. Moxley carried Amalthea into the living area and sat down on the sofa, settling her down to straddle his lap and smirking at the red that flushed her cheeks. He ran his hands up and down her toned thighs and nibbled gently at her neck, whispering to her as he did so.
"Relax kitten. I'm not gonna fuck you in front of my brothers. I don't share. I just needed a little taste of my sweet kitten. How are you feeling today hmm? Feeling any better kitten?"
"A bit…still not happy but…it's his choice…he's an adult. I just wish he'd warned me before we went out there instead of blind-siding me like that."
"I know kitten. Just relax now. Let Mox take care of you kitten."
A knock on the door had Moxley glaring at the offending piece of wood and Amalthea laughed softly at him. Roman just shook his head and went to answer while Seth finished washing the last of the dishes. Roman glared at Punk as he stepped through the door, slamming it behind the tattooed man and smirking when he flinched at the sound.
"You better be here to apologize because otherwise you can turn right around and leave Punk. If not then the three of us have boots with your name on 'em."
"Easy Mox…settle. Phil…"
"Thea…I'm…I'm sorry. I should have told you what I was planning. I just can't take it anymore. I keep getting sick from the stress, and they keep putting me in one match after another against guys that try to rip me apart. I just had to get out Thea. I'm only sory I didn't give you any warning first. Can you forgive me?"
"Maybe…"
"Aww hell, Thea…come on…what do I have to give you to get forgiveness?"
"You know the routine Phil. I want a crop-top with Shield's logo on it."
"Like…from the Avengers?"
"Umm…no…this Shield. My boys."
"Ugh…do I have to? Wait…your boys? Since when?"
"Sicne they've been there to protect me and take care of me. If you want me to forgive you then yes you have to buy it for me."
Phil grumbled a bit but whipped out his smartphone and ordered one for her, earning him a hug and happy smile. Moxley had started off glaring at Phil but know he was just watching with an amused smirk as his little kitten managed to get exactly what she wanted.
"There…I ordered it. The costuming people should have it for you by next week's Raw. Happy now?"
"Very…and you're now forgiven."
"Thank god."
The two shared another hug before Amalthea went back to sitting on Moxley's lap, his arms coming around her waist and his chin resting on her shoulder as Punk just huffed softly.
"I really don't need to see that shit Thea."
"Then don't look. I'm comfortable so you can piss off brother dearest."
Moxley chuckled softly and ran his fingers through her hair, smiling when she snuggled even closer to him in response. Roman and Seth came in and sat on either side of the pair while Punk took the armchair nearby. Roman and Seth shared a look and Seth nodded at Roman to speak up for them both.
"Seth and I were talking last night while Mox and Vixen were…umm…working out their aggression."
"So that's what we're gonna call it huh?"
"Shut it Moxley. As I was saying…we think it might be a good idea for Babygirl to join the Shield…officially. With Punk gone she's gonna have a huge target on her back and it'll be easier to protect her if she's with us all the time. What do you two think? Mox?"
"I'm all for that plan. Keep my kitten close to me all the time. I'll never let anyone hurt you if I can help it kitten. Dean won't either."
"I know Mox. I trust you two so much more than you know. Roman, Seth…I'm in."
The three men shared a smirk and put their fists out, Mox giving Amalthea a little nudge and nodding towards their joined fists until she added hers to the circle. They all shared big grins and hugs, welcoming her to the team and she felt happier than she had in a long time. She loved her brother but she'd never felt like he really needed her with him, or really wanted her there a lot of the time. She knew he loved her but he was so focused on that damned championship that he let her fall to the side in his quest to keep it. Only now did he see how badly he'd been hurting her, now that the lust for the belt no longer clouded his judgement, and it made him feel like the biggest asshole on the planet.
"Congratulations Thea. You'll be safe with them. Just don't forget about your big brother huh?"
"I won't. What will you do now Cheesesteak?"
"I hate it when you call me that…"
"I kow. Now answer my question."
"I've got an offer to train for UFC so I think I might go do that. April is going to finish out her contract and then she's leaving as well. I just hope they don't hurt her to get back at me."
"She's a wildcat Phil…she'll be just fine. Besides…Cena and Ziggler are still her friends so they'll keep her safe."
"I hope so. You stay safe Thea alright? I don't want to get a phone call telling me you're in the hospital again."
"I'll try my best."
"That's all I ask little sister."
The two shared a long, emotion filled hug before he finally had to leave to go to an interview. Amalthea immediately returned to Moxley's lap and curled back up, much to the men's amusement.
"I see why you keep calling her kitten…she kind of acts like one."
Amalthea flipped Seth off without even moving from her position and Mox laughed at the two as they started bickering back and forth. Roman sighed softly and rubbed the bridge of his nose. He was absolutely positive he was working with children most of the time, but they were his family and he'd do anything for them. Amalthea had wormed her way into their lives, and their hearts, and none of them could even think about hurting her…and all the forces of heaven and hell would not be able to protect anyone that dared to try it.