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Last Updated : 2026-06-14
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The world thinks The Fox is dead. That’s exactly how she planned it. Born to two of the most powerful superheroes on the planet, The Fox spent her life trapped behind mansion walls, brutal training sessions, and the crushing expectations of heroes who cared more about perfection than their daughter. To the public, General Storm and Lady Rose are icons. To The Fox, they’re the reason she learned how to survive bruises with a smile. So she vanished. With the help of the only person who ever truly loved her, The Fox fakes her death and disappears into the underground, determined to build a normal life far away from capes, cameras, and violence. New name. New city. New rules. But the world is falling apart faster than she can outrun it. Monstrous creatures are crawling out any crack. Entire cities are collapsing overnight. And when the Fox discovers the terrifying truth behind the outbreaks, she realizes her family may not be the heroes humanity believes they are. Now hunted by the people who raised her and haunted by powers she tried to leave behind, The Fox has two choices: Keep running. Or turn around and fight.
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The Day I died
BREAKING NEWS!!
IT IS FINALLY CONFIRMED!
OUR BELOVED LITTLE FOX HAS FALLEN!
General Storm and Lady Rose are heartbroken over this freak accident and have asked us to give them the space needed to grieve.
The TV was turned off immediately after the news finished talking about my "death.” It took just over a month for them to announce who the possible one death was. My nerves were starting to get the better of me as I began to worry if they were ever going to announce who died in the storage explosion. I sank deeper into the cheap armchair that sat in my lonely living room. Realization hit me as I sat in silence. I cannot believe it worked! After over a year of so much careful planning. I was free from my family. The chance at a normal life was in the palms of my hands. A NORMAL life. I am not even sure I would have been able to make this happen without my nanny, Elizabeth. She raised me my whole life. Elizabeth was more of a mother to me than my actual mother, Lady Rose. Elizabeth knew exactly what kind of hell I was in living in that place that was supposed to be my home. This is why, after I was punished for begging to go to school to be a normal kid, she and I worked in secret to make this plan fail-proof. Once we had the money and resources for me to start fresh, I just had to wait for the perfect opportunity to fake my own death.
Once I went underground, she could never know what happened to me. Or where I ended up. The ID she got me would only be temporary. I tossed them for new ones the moment I could. It was the safest way for her not to be implicated in my running away. The chaos would be unimaginable if my parents knew I wasn't dead. It did make me wonder if they genuinely believed me dead or if they thought I might be alive. Thinking I had been lying about not wanting to have an everyday life anymore, that it was a silly teenage dream from watching too many teen movies, and that I would rather train and be a superhuman like them, just without powers, of course. I would not dare to try to answer that question. If I did, I would certainly be caught.
Elizabeth gave me the name of a lady who runs an underground witness protection program for abused women and teens. They help them get new IDs and identities to start a new life. They were a group outside the law who helped people escape dangerous situations. That the courts would take forever to deal with, or worse, get bribed away, so the victims could continue being abused. Going this route gave me the best odds of success because of my family's ties to law enforcement from being heroes. I wouldn’t be surprised if someone on the police force was in my parents' pocket. I have no definite proof of anyone being in their pocket, though I had my suspicions because they would get a lot of mysterious calls at odd hours of the day and night. One time, curiosity got the better of me, and I followed them. With all the training they gave me, I was able to watch without fear of being seen. I decided I would follow them a few more times and see what I could figure out. They kept meeting up multiple times with a blonde cop with a rose tattoo behind her ear. I never risked getting close enough to get a real good look at her. From what I could see, was that she was of average build with blonde hair, Ivory skin, and then a single rose tattoo behind her ear. I had a funny feeling that was a symbol she was loyal to my mother.
Before heading into the underground witness protection program. I dyed my hair black to hide my famous red curls. I even French braided it so they could not tell how curly my hair was. I also got brown contacts to hide my green eyes. I did everthing I could do to hide who I was. The only thing I knew I would struggle with hiding once I was back in the real world was the scars on my body and the birthmark on my hand. I kept the scars on display while under ground. I used make up when ever I could to hide my birthmark. This could not fail. It took me over a week to finally get to my final destination. I would have gone further but I got nervous with the lack of my death on the news. I didn’t want to go too far just in case something happened, and I had to go back. I was passed around to five different families, who changed my name each time I was with them to hide my trail. I wonder if they knew the truth of who I was, would they still help me? With the scars on my body from ruthless training and fighting it was easy enough for the people who passed me along to believe I was abused and sold to bad people, and I had no way of getting free from it all unless I had their help. I had to be careful of how I talked because of my higher education, or the ruse would fail. Criminals don’t beat and abuse a kid who might come from rich and powerful families. They would just keep them safe and blackmail them until they got the money they wanted. Kids from poor families are the ones who are usually physically abused.Finally got to the last person on my trip to my new life, she was the only one who asked me what I wanted to have my new name be. It took me a minute to decide on what I wanted to be called from now on and it was clear who I wanted to be, I would never see this person again, and if I did, I had to pretend I did not know them, but I wanted to honor her.
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