Reader Emily Captures Lucas

Note: This pathway will be from female perspective, with you, “Main Girl Name” Emily as the one capturing Lucas, the “Main Boy Name” character.

It’s the first day of summer vacation. You smile, excitedly. This means it’s finally time for the beginning of the Gender Wars. You’ve been looking forward to this day for a while. The plans have been taking place starting since you were elected the leader of the Girls at the start of the year. You dove right in head first along with your two best friends Valerie and Natalie making sure that everything was just the way you wanted it. Perfect. You strive for perfection. Realizing that while it may not be always achievable, the closer you get to it the better you are. Even if you aren’t perfect, 95% is still better than 94%. When it comes to the Gender Wars, every percent can be the difference between a Win and a Loss, you think.

“Alright girls, it’s time for our first leadership meeting. Thank you all for coming in and ing me. Today, we launch Operation Lasso. The plan to catch Lucas on day one of the Gender Wars and immediately, swiftly dismantle and decapitate their leadership structure before they can do anything about it or have any plans in place to get on the aggressive. We take the initiative and we launch our attack first!” You say as the girls all applaud and cheer at the plan. They love you. Gone are the days of the girls being soft and waiting for the boys to screw things up, only for them to have the time, patience and energy to slowly pick off the girls one by one until eventually taking the leadership down when there’s nobody left to them.

This year, things will be different. Last year was last year. This is the Emily Era now. You are the boss. You are taking charge. You are the leader, and you will make sure the entire schools knows it. The girls are going to win whether anyone likes it or not. Any girl who’s not on board with this strategy will be cast aside to do their own thing. Their help isn’t wanted or needed. The group you have is loyal and firm believers in this plan. They know you, and you know them. They trust you, and you trust them. This *Will* work. No exceptions, no excuses, no failure accepted. Lucas will get caught. Today. Period.

“Gone are the days of us waiting and being all quiet and patient and soft, hoping the boys will be nice to us because we’re girls and be all charming and romantic and sweep us off our feet. Those days are over. Those girls teams of the past never win. They fail. Repeatedly. We are not accepting failure. Failure is not an option. It is not acceptable and anything short of success is a disaster.” You say charismatically, again the other 4 girls there cheer for you. “So, we have studied Lucas very closely over the last 6 months. We know his plans, his routines, his habits, his patterns and we have the perfect plan set up to complete Operation Lasso and claim Victory on Day 1. To tell you more, here’s Natalie who is going to lead our capture operations this year. Natalie, take it away!” The girls applaud, as you sit down at the head of the leadership table and watch Natalie present the plan to capture Lucas on Day One.

Natalie is an outgoing girl. She’s enthusiastic, adventurous, and very charismatic. While she doesn’t quite have the same willingness and ability to listen to everyone with patience as much as you do, her energy and enthusiasm is unmatched and infectious. She can be very serious when she needs to be and very focused and strict, but in general she’s a fun, happy, positive person to be around otherwise. It’s abundantly clear why Anthony likes her so much. She’s a great girl, talent and accomplishments and everything else aside. The charisma, motivation and ion she brings will certainly be helpful in crushing the boys spirits. She’s the perfect girl to lead the Punishment and Justice Division under your re-organized leadership.

Natalie Finishes presenting her plan for you and the other three girls in the leadership group meeting room. The four of you applaud politely and respectful upon completion of the presentation. Natalie asks for questions when Valerie raises her hand.

“So… You really think this is going to work and we’ll be able to capture Lucas right away today?” Valerie asks. Natalie nods.

“Absolutely. We already have a plan drawn up for where he’s going to be held, what our punishment options are, and how we go about taking him down, crushing him, and dismantling the boy’s spirit before he even has a chance to realize the Gender Wars have started. Emily is going to handle him once we catch him, while the rest of us focus on taking down what’s left of the remainder of the boys. We’re leaving that boy up to her. She wants to take him down? She can. No questions asked.” Natalie looks at you smirking happily and excited.

She’s not wrong. You want Lucas all for yourself. Being able to be in charge and control of the most powerful, most popular, most respected boy in school? It’s exhilarating, thrilling, and there would be no greater feeling in the world than having the leader of the boys bowing at your feet, begging that you go easy on him when you don’t have to. Valerie looks a little bit concerned and worried that this plan may be a bit too bold and aggressive and may backfire into motivating the boys to put a target on their backs.

“Are you sure this isn’t just going to motivate the boys to be more aggressive and mean and rude and harsh towards the girls they end up capturing? Won’t this make things worse for the girls they end up catching? I would feel bad if it did…” Valerie says.

Valerie is definitely the most calm, respectful and polite girl of the group. She’s the traditional “the boy should take the lead” kind of, “I want to be impressed” type of girl. She still thinks that the hottest boys are the ones who fight to win her over and the ones who show they want her by taking care of her and by being nice and kind. She thinks that by going easier on the boys, it might make them more kind to the girls, but you, Natalie and Madison know that’s not the case. This is the Gender Wars. This is a battle. A *War*. While it’s important to have balance and not be overly harsh and completely cause chaos that will completely break the fabric of the entire school, it’s important that the girls are not seen as weak, or soft, or ****, and that the girls deserve respect and recognition too.

“With respect, I don’t think that’s what the Gender WAR requires.” Madison starts. “I mean, it’s called a War for a reason after all. We appreciate you looking out for us, and making sure we follow the rules and everything is important, and we definitely appreciate your help with everything you’re doing to help us capture the boys and stuff like that, but when it comes to Lucas specifically, I think we should leave that one up to Emily and Natalie. They’re the only two girls in this school equipped to deal with him at this point.”

Madison is probably the most like you in the group of 4 you’ve assembled to help advise you. She’s a little bit more on the outgoing side more consistently than you, and she’s not as afraid of being bold and aggressive a bit more often than you are, and there are some times where you do need a little bit of space and calm all to yourself in a way that she necessarily doesn’t. However you definitely tend to share a lot of the same viewpoints and you respect your gym teammate a lot for how she’s able to be ive and still provide constructive criticism when needed without being harsh in the way that Natalie can be too much some times.

“Thank you Madison. Now, we’re going through with this plan as Natalie described it. We’re dedicated to this and we’re making sure we get this done. I want Lucas in Cell L16 by tonight. Whatever it takes, whatever the cost, we will win this war on Day 1 before it even truly begins. Got it!” You speak charismatically, motivating the girls. “Meeting dismissed! Let’s Go Girls!” You add as the girls all high five and celebrate the conclusion of the meeting and the plan.

You then head to cell L16. The specific cell you had designed in the girls hideout specifically, only for Lucas. You smirk looking at it happily. It’s perfect. Exactly what you wanted. Every single detail. You were meticulous and careful with this one. Designed it completely from scratch. While most of the other cells aside from the ones designed for Danny, Anthony, Nathan and Mason that your advisory team designed are pretty standard and canned and basic, this one was a primary focus for you. You stand before the completed room proud of what your girls accomplished putting it together. The only thing missing from it that would make the months of hard work complete is the boy who belongs in it. Lucas himself. You envision what he’ll look like in there. All the different humiliating things you have in there for him. All the punishments. Everything that a boy could hate that would drive any boy insane. Then you picture his cute little face, frowning slightly at the frustration and the limitations and the punishments, but trying to imagine him hiding it to look tough and boyish for you to avoid embarrassing himself as much as possible while knowing deep down inside he wants to cry his eyes out.

“Emily, it’s time, he’s almost at the field.” Natalie takes you out of your head space, as your smile disappears instantly, bringing you back into focus. You take the syringe, filled with the formula you discovered in Chemistry class that you call by the code word “Ice Cream” and look at it, smiling. You have confirmed repeatedly multiple times during multiple trial runs it abides by the rules of the Gender Wars. No long term damage or impacts. It simply paralyzes through the same process a brain freeze does, only multiplying the strength exponentially to cause a 2-3 minute long state of shock and paralysis, giving you the time you need to secure the boy and complete the capture. All you need to do is make sure he doesn’t see you with the syringe before you inject the “Ice Cream” formula in him, ideally in his arm near his shoulder. You make sure you have the surveillance cam access on your phone. You smile as you see him right on time. The setup is perfect. You head to your spot where you’re going to confront him, quietly, secretly, wearing a nice and cute aqua blue outfit you think he’ll find attractive when he eventually does get around to noticing you again. He stumbles a little bit over the stick you had set up perfectly in the right position, and right as he recovers, you stick the syringe in his arm and quickly empty the “Ice Cream” formula into his skin.

He stops immediately. Pausing completely, frozen, unable to move an inch. All he can do is see straight ahead. Your trials indicate he has no hearing, no sense of smell, no taste, and can’t feel anything and is completely numb. Only his eyes remain open and he can see straight ahead, but he can’t move them either. You have two minutes. Three minutes tops, to secure the prize.

Step one, you handcuff him. This is obvious and necessary. He can’t be able to use his hands once he unfreezes. This will be how you guarantee his capture.

Step two, you take his phone, turn off his location tracking, for his phone and every app inside of it that has it ed, and turn off his code so that you can access his phone in the future as needed whenever you wish to later.

Step three, you put a collar around his neck, and attach the leash to it, then attach it to the handcuffs as well so that the leash in your hand attaches to both his neck and his wrists.

Finally, step four, you put two ice cubes inside his underwear, one in the front and one in the back. This process not only will make him uncomfortable for the walk back to the hideout, but will also override his brain to begin resuming normal functions again.

By now he should be able to smell your strawberries and cream shampoo and conditioner and or your lavender perfume. He should be able to feel his wrists tied tightly behind his back, and he should be able to hear your soft, cute little giggle at the success of your plan, knowing that he’s been caught. The realization should be dawning on him, but just in case it hasn’t, you step in front of him, revealing yourself to his eyes, smirking widely.

You are the one who did this to him. He is stuck. He is caught, and he is yours. All yours. There is nothing he can do about it. If he dares run, you have him leashed. He can’t fight back with the handcuffs. Any effort to resist is futile. He can still try, but he won’t get anywhere. You have won. You have captured him. Lucas is now yours- all yours.