Private Finished Sleepy Fox

Looking down at the dead bodies of the Phase Brothers, Jun clicked his tongue. While they had been challenging, he defeated them with ease. Their fighting style relied on swift and precise use of their phasing power. Which means at some point, they had to be solid. Taking advantage of that, Jun slowed time enough to place a blade inside each of their bodies. It would tear them up from the inside when they solidified.

"Morons..."

Suddenly receiving a call on his phone, Jun answered to find a frantic Mr Kitty. Vix had been taken, kidnapped by some unknown force. Jun felt something tug at his heartstrings and the trashcans around him folded in on themselves. His Vix had been taken while he was away... he needed to find her

"Someone is going to die"

Returning to the office, Jun opened the secret room in the back where he kept his less than safe items. Mr Kitty stood in front of the door and refused to budge when Jun tried to leave.
Jun wasn't having any of his crap and tried to shove the cat away. Mr Kitty hissed and pawed at Jun.

"What do you think you're doing?"
"I'm gonna save Vix!"
"Without a plan?"
"MY PLAN IS KILLING EVERYONE WHO GETS IN MY WAY"
"That is NOT A PLAN"
"YOU'RE SAYING WE SHOULD JUST LEAVE HER THERE?!"
"NO I'M SAYING YOU USE YOUR HEAD YOU MORON!"
"OH! USE MY HEAD?! WE CAN DEBATE THIS KIND OF CRAP LATER... VIX IS IN TROUBLE!!!"
"Jun... would Vix want you to leave half-cocked?"

Jun felt shame at his actions, he had yelled at Mr Kitty because he felt helpess. He had lost Vix, who gave him reason and purpose. Now he was taking out his anger on his friend Mr Kitty. Sitting down, Jun placed his head in his hands...

"If whoever kidnapped her knows who you are... they'll know how to counter your every move... the Phase Brothers were sent to distract you so Vix could be taken"
"If they know me so well...what do I do?"
"The blood of the Witch-Queen runs through your veins... use its power on them"
"NO...please...I can't....I DON"T WANT TO END UP LIKE HER!!!"
"Vix must mean more to you than that?"

The call had come as Jun and Mr Kitty began their training. If Jun was to save his precious Vix, he would need to get a better handle on the art of Telekinesis. Jun was in the middle of trying to move a cup. Hearing how scared Vixen sounded only angered him, crushing the can instead of lifting it.

"You'll never lift anything if anger serves as the only fuel for your magic..."

Laying on his back, tear streamed down Jun's face. He was useless, the worst boyfriend ever. He was going to lose Vix just like he lost his parents. Against an opponent who planned this far ahead, his magic was worthless. He was afraid of using this power to harm people like his birth mother did. Turns out he couldn't even use it properly without stooping to her level...

"Jun...crying won't save her....you can... use your weak ass feelings to lift the cup"

Rubbing his eyes, Jun sat up and slapped his cheeks. As he reached out for the cup, he thought of Vix. Her tired smile, her wistful gaze, her controlled laughter. Memories of her flooded his mind. As a single tear landed upon the ground... the cup began to float...

Jun was ready...

The night was cold and breath was visible. Jun stood atop the warehouse on the opposite side of the harbor. His gaze was locked on the warehouse where he knew Vix was held prisoner. Covering the bottom half of his face with a scarf, he jumped to the ground. His feet made no noise as they hit the concrete. Jun was a professional, noise had no place in his missions. Moving from shadow to shadow, Jun snuck past the patrols guarding the area.

Seems the warehouse where Vix is holed up is locked with a keycard system...

All of these guards were packing heat, military grade too. It seems these assassins were well funded. Noticing a plastic card attached to a belt, Jun followed its owner into a dark alley. It would seem he wanted to relieve himself, rookie mistake. Sneaking up behind him and snapping his neck, the guard fell dead. Pulling the keycard to his hand, Jun wandered over to the guards watching over the main warehouse.

"You will let me in..."

Waving his hand in front of their faces, the guards were thoroughly unhypnotized. Okay, seems he wasn't good at mind tricks. Plan B was knocking their heads together and opening the door. Now inside, Jun melted into the shadows and began searching for his beloved....

He finally found Vix, she was in the middle of being threatened by sinister looking man with a knife. Jun took note of the sword at his hip, hoping to face Jun one on one perhaps?
What was his motivation for taking Vix and tying her up?

Walking into the dim lights, the dark robed Jun revealed himself. The men and woman around him immediately took a few nervous steps back. This robe was functioning quite well, despit having no purpose. These people have no doubt heard of the dangers time controlling "Magus Hunter". Having a guy in a dark robe pop out of seemingly nowhere put fear into their hearts.

"Assassin...why have you done this?"

"You.... you're her son... you should know"

So this was about Fioren Maxwell, her victims had never stopped hunting him for retribution. All his life Jun had been hunted by assassins, demons and monsters. This was all because his birth parents were two of the worst beings to ever exist. Even now his lineage was hurting his beloved Vixen...

"Enough of this... I am not responsible for what Fioren Maxwell did while leading the Maxwell Witch Clan... this woman has even less to do with it...free her...or die"