Hi folks! Dash is innnnnn trooouble! Big trouble, because in this story, he's messing with love. hehehe... I couldn't resist. Dash is too wonderful as a character to leave him in his childhood.
So.. yeah, this is a story set ten years after the original movie and Dash is older. Anyway! I wrote his personality as true as I could and I hope all you Dash lovers don't mind me paring him with an OC of mine! Don't freak! She's interesting and I've made her a very fun character. Please read!
Disclaimer: I do not own Dash or the Incredibles, just a few Ocs and the story idea.
Thank you! Now, on to the first chapter!
These bad guys and their secret hide outs... Where will they camp out next? The moon? Dashiell Parr thought smugly.
He squatted high atop a ledge, looking down on what was yet another private island through his new pair of high resolution binoculars. His sister Violet had given them to him for his 20th birthday earlier that year and he was really enjoying them.
They were especially fun when spying on people from his 17th floor apartment window located down town. He'd been able to amuse himself for hours with these things. Tv was so over rated. Just watching people in every day life was amusing enough. He nearly laughed out loud remembering how he'd watched a man at a hot dog vendor accidentally spray mustard all down his shirt and pants.
Okay okay, back to work back to work, he berated himself, refocussing on the mission at hand. Even at the age of 20, it was still hard to get himself to remain completely focussed. His mind was equipped to move as fast as his body it seemed.
Alright, what have we got here? A pair of guards... typical... how many entrances? One...two... three... hmmm, just three, Dash noted all the particulars of the base and its position.
It was well placed, right up next to a steep mountain side where the only way you could get in was from the front. All the entrances were watched by guards in black, and some were wandering through the thick jungle forest and bushes, separated, but no less vulnerable. Dash noted they had wires running up to devices set in their ears. Most likely a linked comm system. If one was attacked, all the others would know it, and they'd know where he was too.
Good thing Dash had no intention of attacking any of these lame guards. He smirked, standing up and putting his binoculars away in his back pack. He closed them in carefully and stored the back pack in the bushes, knowing he'd come back for them as soon as his mission was complete.
The Incredible Dash, as he had been deemed by the adoring public upon his very first hero appearance as a child, stretched his arms from side to side as he stood with his legs spread apart. He had grown up lean and fit, his body lanky, but his muscles none the less chiseled and strong. His bright blue eyes shimmered with bold determination as he stared down through his black mask in suspense of tasting action. His short blond, bushy hair bounced when he began his jumping jacks, attempting to get his heart rate up for his upcoming run.
The red super suit stretched easily with his body movements, the strong fiber in no danger of wear or tear. The suit from Dash's childhood had gotten an upgrade, as it hadn't been able to contain him during his growth spurt. His new one was still red and black, but with an "iD" in the center.
Edna Modes had been more than happy to tell him exactly what he wanted for his next suit, still staying in the bounds of the ever popular Incredible family's shared insignia and style, but slightly customized so he could begin to branch away and make a separate name for himself. Dash had no qualms about being part of a family team though, everybody knew he was the fastest super hero alive so that was good enough for him. After finishing a fast set of 100 jumping jacks, Dash was ready and his eyes searched out the jungle path that would take him quickest to level ground. If all went as planned... which it generally did, Dash would slip by everybody with such blinding speed, no one would know he was even there...
His mission was simple. Some sort of animal activist who had decided to kidnap literally every exotic and endangered species from the most acclaimed and famous zoos in the world, was now starting a secret reserve on their own private island. It was Dash's mission to exploit this villain so all the animals could be returned to their rightful zoo owners. With this information in mind, Dash was prepared to do what was necessary.
He grinned and with a firm push of his foot against the ground, his body vanished into the air, moving too quickly to possibly be detected. The jungle trees whizzed by in the corner of his eye as brown and green blurs, Dash's body moving so expertly smooth that, even when he had to correct his direction to avoid flattening his face into a sudden tree trunk, (which had happened maybe once or twice in the past...) it took hardly any conscious effort at all.
Dash, you're so good, it's crazy! he praised himself, loving the feel of the wind sweeping through his hair, the lightness of the world under him and the over all exhilaration of moving faster than the speed of light.
It had taken many dedicated years for Dash to perfect his running form and to increase his speed and endurance capabilities. His general daily work out was 300 miles a day in 50 seconds. He was currently working on decreasing even that time, longing to finish 300 miles in at least less than 30 seconds.
Wait a minute... Is it just me... or do these trees all look... Dash decreased dramatically in speed until he was doing the equivalent of a normal jog.
His eyes narrowed as he noticed each tree he passed looked exactly the same.
"What the..?" he now halted and looked around him, his eyes wide in disbelief as each tree and plant was an exact replica of the last his eyes had laid on.
He now stood, looking about him in total perplexity. This was NOT normal... obviously... and as soon as his mind had noticed this fact he also realized he was now completely lost.
"Gah!" he vented, stomping his foot in frustration. Everywhere looked exactly the same! The trees were situated in exactly the same distance from the last, the bushes even landscaped in perfect order.
"What the heck is going on?" he bit out, angry he was now completely without any sense of direction. Which way was the base he'd been running to? Why had he had to turn around and ruin his course of direction? Desperate to discover his exact location, Dash bit his lip and took off one random way.
He ran his super speed, passing the strangely identical trees until he stopped once more. His stomach went cold and he stood, completely without a clue what to do in this some sort of master maze.
"Come.. ON," Dash clenched his fist and growled in anger.
Think Dash, think! Dash decided next that he would rely on his hearing. He stood as still as possible and attempted to listen for any sign of guards near by. But nothing... Then... Dash heard a low growl.
Turning slowly, he suddenly saw a tiger, prowling out from the trees. How had Dash not seen this tiger before? But it was growling and it looked angry... What was Dash's plan? Umm... run?
Running would be good... Dash considered, Even if I have no idea where I'm going...
The tiger was prowling closer and closer, its sharp white teeth bared and incredibly frightening. After a moment it began circling around him, pacing as if to taunt him. Dash wasn't too ready to attempt dealing out damage to an animal, so he stayed put, waiting.
But even while his feet were planted perfectly still, Dash found he was gripped with cold fear. Oddly enough, he was probably more frightened at the proximity of this dangerous and aggressive animal than most of the villains he faced who were even more powerful than a mere tiger could ever be. Then, the tiger suddenly lunged, feet leaping gracefully off the ground and front claws poised, ready to tear. Dash turned to take off but instead of the usual feeling of his feet hitting the solid ground, the floor fell from under his foot.
He was falling.
The ground he landed on was cold and hard. His shoulder was not so pleased at the fact that it had taken the brunt of his weight from the fall. However, the first thought in Dash's head was still that tiger. The sudden fear of being off his feet with a predator still after him shook him to the core.
Upon hearing the actual roar of the tiger from up above, he shivered while getting painfully to his feet. But the hole he'd fallen down was too steep for the tiger to want to actually jump. What was he in any how? Some sort of trap? Dash turned his head about. It was a big metal square box, situated a good drop of ten feet below ground. Dash tested the metal with the pressure of his hands.
He wasn't anywhere near as strong as his father, the great Mr. Incredible, but he had a nice six pack, that had to count for something right?
"Rrrrreee aaaaarrrr... Agh!" Dash growled out, the wall unmoving.
Apparently the six pack wasn't meant for much. Just for catching girls maybe.
Dash glanced up once more to see the tiger still pacing around, glancing down into the trap in frustration. Once or twice it stuck a paw down, testing the depth of the box, and scaring Dash to the point of nearly wetting his pants, but it always retreated after a moment.
Dash tried to calm his breathing down as he realized it was beginning to echo inside the tin box. How long would it be before someone showed up to collect him? What if no one did and he was left to starve down here? That would be a slow and painful death... Especially for someone who loved food, as he definitely did.
Or... would this tiger finally get bold enough and jump down to finish him off? Terror took hold. For a super hero whose power was speed, when it was stripped from him, making him unable to preform, he was at his most vulnerable state.
Then, just as Dash's mind was beginning to race with all these possibilities, a soft, feminine voice spoke out of the silence...
"What'd you get for me boy?" crooned the sweetly feminine voice.
The woman, whoever she was, was actually quite welcome in Dash's mind, compared to the prospect of dying in this box of starvation. Dash looked up, watching in anticipation for the owner of the voice to show herself.
"Another clueless guard perhaps?" the woman snickered.
She sauntered up casually to the edge of the trap and glanced down, her tiger purring at her side. Dash couldn't see much from how far down he was, but the sunlit silhouette of a slim, attractive woman with long curly hair was enough to make him grin.
"Well well... Is that the Incredible Dash I see?" she asked in pure delight, leaning down with her hands braced against her knees.
"Is right now a bad time to ask for a lift or were you just about to feed your cat?" Dash inquired curiously.
"Actually... I'm glad you dropped in," she grinned, her smile dazzlingly devious.
So that's the end of the first chapter!
Hope you liked it! Now post a comment and tell me what you enjoyed or what I need to work on! And I warn you, I feed on comments, so without them.. I may just forget to post a second chapter... XD
