Hey, guys! BD and GOTA, here, with the 100th chapter of this series. We have decided to commemorate this occasion with the fourth installment of 'The Vixen.' It has been nearly two years since its release and in this chapter, revelations are prevalent. In this chapter, Vix takes Izuku to her hideaway where Blondes is awaiting their arrival. When arriving, Vix finally reveals herself to Izuku. What will happen? Read and see! Enjoy!
Vix was a very cautious driver. She had to be. In a foreign place in a rented vehicle with an ID that was phony as the name on it, she didn't want to do anything alerting the police. However, in case of the interloping peacekeepers whose supposed role was to protect and serve, she, too, came with protection.
She didn't want to be violent, but she will. She didn't want anyone harmed, but she will. If anyone or anything - classmates, professors, friends, family, the FBI, Interpol were to stop what was rightfully hers, then violence will be necessitated. As she recalled a certain civil rights leader said to the press, 'by any means necessary.'
It was the dead of night on the lone stretch of highway. Winding roads, hairpin turns, and narrow tunnels to get to her destination have her to concentrate cautiously. From time to time, she would eye her precious cinnamon roll. Safely secured on the passenger seat. Hands bound to his back, rope neatly knotted and wrapped around his waist and chest, and feet tied at ankle side. She knew that Izuku was feisty, unrelenting, dedicated to his job to become a prospective Pro Hero. Vix briefly jested at the thought. It was fun to dream, she would tell her sleeping damsel. However, she wanted him to completely abandon those dreams.
To Vix, being a Pro Hero was too distracting. He would never have time to be catered and to be doted. She saw what happened to his mentor. His exerted dedication to the job resulted in a highly stressed lifestyle and his face aged like milk. Plus, she was aware of his extracurricular activities, or his exclusive outcall work with the cinnamon roll's mother. She didn't like liars. She hated bullies. But, cheaters - an abhorrence to the nth degree. Cheaters never prosper - just a decrepit piece of rotten flesh that needs to be cast away and burn beyond asunder, unrecognizable to the human eye. She was carefully selective about Izuku. He wasn't the type to cheat, to hurt, to demean, and to betray.
After stabilizing Izuku, she was going to neutralize his mentor as his duties were going to be abruptly interrupted.
She believed in her heart that she got the right guy this time. She licked under her lips. She prayed that she had the right boy this time. Noncompliant boys were trouble. No matter how much she took care of them - waiting on every leg and foot, showering them with love and affection, it was never enough. She didn't want to let them go, but they couldn't go home. If they were released, then it meant trouble. Unnecessary trouble that could cause tension with her and her family. Coming from affluence, they didn't need that attention. Her parents were aware of her pragmatic, overzealous nature. The media was on their side, local police were on her parents' payroll, and the mayor wouldn't dare bite the hand that was feeding him.
She was minutes away from their cabin. It will be a temporary love nest for the couple. A honeymoon in a way. Vix has made phone calls with her parents to alert her that her time in Japan was coming to a close. Vix's father has the power and the political connections to ensure that Izuku will have a proper transition as he will emigrate from Japan. Vix's mother was in charge of damage control. Izuku's life as a UA student was no more. His identity as a prospective Pro Hero was over. He was close, but didn't make the mark. The media was going to report him missing. Vix's mother's background in public relations was going to be helpful as they were going to describe Izuku's sudden disappearance.
Witnesses spotted Izuku Midoriya walking along the viaduct that led to the Oe River. When spotted by passersby, he stated that he was okay and to go along with their business. A witness would later recall Midoriya taking off his clothes and folding them neatly on the ground. He would take his shoes and was seen writing something before placing it inside of his shoes before standing over the river.
The viaduct was a fifty foot drop to the river. The river led to the Pacific Ocean. The police could make the assumption that Izuku was caught in the current and was led to sea. Vix's mother could spruce the vernacular to make his disappearance a daunting tragedy.
The details mattered not. Izuku was finally in her grasp and now she could finally work on her next move - finally consummating their courtship. After all, they were going to get married.
"I just want you for my own. More than you could ever know," she said melodically. She turned her head once more to the sleeping damsel. With her free hand, she cradled and rustled his hair. She couldn't believe her eyes that he was inches away from her. "You make my wish come true. All I want for Christmas is you."
She touched and rubbed along his ear. She trailed her finger to touch his moistened lips. She was becoming giddy as she placed her fingers onto her own lips. A tingling sensation radiated throughout her body.
"This is the best early birthday present a girl like me could receive." Vix was saying to herself. As she turned again, she saw Izuku stirring. She began cooing. "Oh, hello! Good evening, my dear!" She needed to control herself. A tingling sensation transfuted to her nether region. She was grateful that was wearing a pad or else the smell of high tide would have filled the vehicle.
Izuku's eyes were drawn to the surroundings around him. From the moment he woke up, fight or flight was kicking throughout his central nervous system. He started jerking back and forth.
"No, no, relax, little one," she was telling him consolingly. "Don't worry! Don't worry! Everything is going to be alright."
"Help me," he shouted. "Help me! Get me out of here!"
Vix could understand his plight. This was a new thing to him, something he has yet to adjust. Nevertheless, she was a patient woman. So, she knew that he needed time to adjust. "Don't worry, love. Everything will be okay," she said to him. "I know you didn't have time to say goodbye to your friends. I know that you didn't get a chance to get your things." She was cradling his chin. "Don't worry! You're with me! Everything is going to be okay. I'm your new life, your new everything. Trust me. In a few days, you will be okay. Just put your trust in me."
"Why are you doing this to me, you psycho bitch?!"
She refrained the urge to slap him. She knew that he didn't mean it. He was overwhelmed and stressed. Being around people that weren't too good for him, influencing him negatively. She was gracious to intervene at the right time or else she could have lost him.
She didn't want to do this but silently prayed for his forgiveness. "You're stressing out. It is a hurtful feeling. Especially saying hurtful things that you didn't mean." Vix reached into the console. A soaked chloroform rag in a plastic bag was prepared in case of lover's remorse - compliments of her best friend, Blondie.
She unwrapped the plastic seal. "Sorry, baby," she said to him. Izuku's eyes were wide as saucers as he knew he was becoming sedated. He watched as the plastic baggie impacted his nose. "Don't resist! Breathe in! It is gonna put you to sleep. Just relax, Izuku. Please don't be hostile. Don't be this way."
Izuku groaned as he was being subdued once again from the chemicals. He was forced to inhale the contents that was putting him in a forced slumber.
There! Sorry, Izuku. I am dreadfully sorry for doing this to you again. You must think I am a mean-spirited bitch. Well, I am a bitch. But a bitch that is looking out for your best interest. I love you, Izuku. You're with me now. You belong to me. And no one else is going to take you away from me. I love you. Just go to sleep. Just breathe it in. Let the drugs take you away to a place that is the sweetest of dreams. Because you are a sweet, loving boy. A sweet, loving boy. Just go to sleep. Sweet dreams, Izuku Midoriya!
She kissed her hand and gently rubbed onto his rosy skin. He looked so sweet, fighting and combating his eyelids to stay awake. There wasn't going to be anymore separation as this was going to the last time they were going to be apart.
She reached into her phone. She clicked on her contacts. Blondie was first on her list. It didn't take long for her best friend/partner to answer the phone.
"You're close," asked Blondie.
"A few clicks away, but thereabout," answered Vix.
"No trouble?"
"None at all. Contact Dad for me and tell him that Operation Emerald City is a go."
"Understood. And Vix?"
"Yeah?"
"What I have said to you earlier."
Vix gripped the steering wheel. She could see snow hitting the windshield. She knew they were getting closer to the mountains. "No worries, Blondes. What we have spoken about at the apartment, I can understand your feelings. About our friendship and relationship." She pursed her lips. "Friendship is about sharing. Relationships are investments. Just know that you can share him. However, he isn't yours. He is ours. But more so, he is mine."
"Thank you. You know how I feel about you and him, the both of you."
"Eternally, Blondes. Eternally just the three of us," she told her affectionately. "Oh, yeah," she said as she snapped her finger. "The apartment?"
"An accidental fire. A newspaper was left in the toaster that was accidentally plugged in. A barbeque was planned but lighter fluid was accidentally spilled around the toaster," said Blondie to Vix. "Anything relating to Izuku or us has either been relocated or will become destroyed in the fire. Since our identities are fake, no one will ever know."
"That's why you're the best, Blondes," said Vix. "It's about to snow. I will call you when I get close to the cabin." She hung up the phone and placed it in the cup holder at the center console.
Silence resumed in the vehicle. But, she was at peace. Her prized possession was with her and with her best friend by her side, there wasn't anything to regret. Only thing left was to commence the ceremony before people will begin noticing their cinnamon roll was missing.
However, it wasn't their cinnamon roll as he was now the property of the Vixen.
Or affectionately known as Vix!
A few minutes later….
The cabin in the mountains was off the grid. Ordinary people wouldn't speculate or wander as it was on private property. Her parents had friends, friends that were once or a part of the political organization. Spies was a horrible word to describe them. They were more of observers that checked on the Japanese population and their politics. Just assurance that relationships between Pro Heroes, non-heroes, and other entities were getting along fairly.
To Vix, the cabin was their love nest until Izuku received the proper clearance from her father. It might be a day or two, but she trusted him. Passports, ID, birth certificate - everything to authenticate him for his new life was worth the wait. Somewhere in the slew of documentation was a marriage license. She couldn't wait to sign and stamped the approval of becoming a Midoriya.
"Wake up, I-zu-ku!" A savory voice penetrated his ears. As he stirred, he turned to the woman-in-question - his captor, Vix. Still sporting her usual outfit whenever they met, he could feel the smile beaming through her face mask. She stuck her finger into her mouth and used it to wipe the sleepiness in his eyes. "You look so adorable while you sleep." She giggled. "Crust in your eyes. Am I your wife or your mother, young man?" She blew into his ear. "I don't mind being both, so you know."
Izuku looked around his surroundings. He was nowhere near UA, Heights Alliance, not even his home. He was not even in Musutafu. He looked around and saw nothing but vegetation around them.
"Where are we," he asked Vix.
"My goodness! Did you say we." She clapped her hands. "You deserve a hug." She quickly embraced the bound Izuku. Izuku sat motionlessly as he was buried into her bosom. Her nose was planted on his hair. "You smell oh, so good," she said as she gripped her hands tightly around his shoulders. "So mesmerizing, so delicious." She planted her tongue around his ear. "Don't resist, baby. Let me feel you, let me taste you. It's only natural for lovers to do these kinds of things."
She pulled away from Izuku. She looked at the windshield. In front of them was a small old wooden cabin. A light turned on. It was safe to say that Blondes knew they were here.
Vix stepped out of the vehicle and opened the door for Izuku. It was quite eerie to the teen on how silent it was. The forest was a weird combination of tranquil and desolation. No sign of leaves but the sign of frost covering the branches. With animals in hibernation, there was no presence with the exception of him and Vix.
As Vix pulled him out of the vehicle, the cabin door opened. Vix saw Blondes standing at the door.
"Took you long enough, Vix," said Blondie. "It gets lonely without anyone to talk to."
Vix didn't answer. She did, however, snapped her fingers for assistance. Blondie took off her infinity scarf and tossed it back inside as she didn't want it snagged. She walked down the wooden stoop to her friend/partner.
Izuku was confused. Vix wasn't alone?
"So, this is Izuku." She presented a friendly smile. "Good evening, Izuku. The name's Blondie. But you can call me, Blondes, cutie."
Vix and Blondes promised each other to not say their real names as they weren't sure there could be potential leaks. Everything was circumstantial and suspicions until they were on common ground. Although the cabin was affiliated with her father's line of work, always be prepared for leaks, moles, and espionage.
"Izuku is shy," said Vix. "But not for long." The blonde took hold of Izuku, carrying him in bridal style.
"So nimble," said Blondes. "He even smells good." She turned to Vix. "Somebody's mother gives him the good shampoo." Once carrying Izuku, she walked toward the door, using her feet to open the door.
He was precious cargo after all.
As he was dangling, he was looking at his surroundings. The cabin was a far contrast from the outside. It was quite modernized. It looked like more of a hotel than a cabin in the woods. A flatscreen television was mounted on the wall containing the latest electronics. A small kitchen was across from the living room that contained the latest appliances.
"Quite warm and cozy," said Vix. She began sniffing. "Is that dinner I smell?"
"I've spruced something up," replied Blondie as she placed Izuku on the leather couch. "This is going to be our first night together as a family."
"Family," questioned Izuku softly.
"That's right," retorted Blondie. She saw her infinity scarf and placed it around Izuku's neck. "Just getting you toasty for the time being. We still need to get you comfortable for...tonight."
"Indeed," responded Vix. She began to take off her face mask, her sunglasses, and her baseball cap. "Finally, I can breathe." She cracked her knuckles. "Being covert can be hard." She walked over to Izuku. When Izuku saw Vix, his eyes were wide as saucers.
"No!" His body began to shake. "No! No! No! Not you! Mother of God! You?!"
"Yes, my love. It's me! Your wife, soulmate, mother of our kits, your everything."
He was shivering. A wet spot could be seen around his pants. "W-w-w-when did you...when did you…"
Her amber eyes stared deeply into the windows of his soul. "Did you ever think you can run away from me, Icchan?"
"But Mom said you weren't supposed to be out until you're twenty-one."
She peered over him and gave him a flick to the forehead. "Good behavior, love!" She gave him another flick. "Plus, are you aware of who my father is, Icchan?" She clicked her tongue. "I knew you were cute and adorably dorky, but how could you forget your uncle?"
Blondie looked over to Vix. As much as she enjoyed the idea of sharing Izuku, she became confused about this encounter. "Do you two have history?"
Vix nodded happily. "We do. A history that was a storybook chapter of true love between true lovers." She clasped her hands. She turned to Blondie. "We were kids back then. Hopelessly in love. Thick as thieves. He was the Butch to my Sundance. The Lone Ranger to my Tanto. The yang to my yin."
She developed a Cheshire cat grin. "Things went awry. We were forced to split. We were only children. They didn't know better. Icchan was brainwashed by the mean words they said about me. But, he is my everything. He was my first time holding hands, my first kiss, even our first…." She grabbed both sides of her cheeks as if she was gathering nuts. She was giggling in delight.
Blondie nodded. "It makes sense. It should have been obvious. I'd thought he was some random boy that was love at first sight."
She wagged her finger. "No, he isn't. He was the boy that got away. He is my one and only." She narrowed her eyes. "And I will see to it that nobody separates us again."
"B...B...B…" Vix placed her fingers to his lip, rubbing it affectionately. "I know this is all confusing. You may not recall the things that led us to this lovely reunion of our courtship." She clapped her hands. "We have so much catching up to do. Five years worth, my darling Icchan!"
Doctor, will Izuku be okay?
He is heavily sedated as of now. You are fortunate that you have brought him here in time.
What happened to him?
Well, Mrs. Midoriya, Izuku was given a drug that contains large quantities of atropine.
Drug? What kind of drug?
Rare around these parts. It comes from berries related to the potato. Ever heard of nightshade?
No, I haven't.
Nightshade is a plant related to the potato, typically having poisonous black or red berries. Several kinds of nightshade have been used in the production of herbal medicines. However, if abused, it becomes poisonous and deadly, known as a belladonna. A belladonna is a deadly nightshade that contains large amounts of atropine. In overdoses, the muscles tense up, blurred vision, dizziness, nausea, extreme confusion, hallucination, and heart palpitations.
My God! Why would she do such a thing?
Right now, tend to your son. An investigation is being conducted. Your son is going to be okay. But there are going to be side effects, specifically dealing with memory.
To be continued….
BD: Vix and Blondes are finally revealed as Blake and Yang. For the record, we have decided on their identities way before we were indulging with other stories a few years prior.
GOTA: Poor Izuku (again)!
BD: Our 100th chapter. Here's to a hundred more (hopefully)! Stay tuned!