Operation Ragnarok: A Synlet Story

Written by: FossilQueen1984

Dedicated to: Inc234, Pink-Pencil-Girl and I am a firetruck

Disclaimer: Here is my full-fledged Synlet story. This is going to have romance, drama, political intrigue and ROMANCE. Please take note: the major subplot will be looking at the LGBT community and the AIDS epidemic from the POV of the Big Bad and my OC villain, Vesuvius/Villanova. Please do not flame me because I support LGBT rights, I am writing this story as it is set in the very early 1980's. In this universe, Syndrome and Violet are married in 1983, supers are slowly emerging from the sidelines, and magic users are starting to flex their muscles while religious hatred towards sexual minorities is rising at an alarming rate. That said, I hope you stick around and I promise to try my very best to keep everyone in character and relate the times in a realistic manner. Also, characters from the How to Train Your Dragon duology, Frozen, and the Endless will be making appearances. I don't any characters mentioned, except for General Pericles and Vesuvius.

Suggested soundtrack: A Hilly Town- Joe Hisaishi, Drive Away- A Series of Unfortunate Events, For the Dancing and the Dreaming- How to Train Your Dragon 2

Chapter 1: Tokyo Ho!

At the age of just 21, Violet Jane Parr felt that she had accomplished a lot in the short time superheroine-dom had been pushed upon her seven years ago. Back then, she had been a lean, stick of a girl, with one real good friend. She had flirted with anorexia and longed to be seen by Tony Rydinger. He did see her, but with all of the other girls fawning over him like Steve Tyler, who was she to stand a chance?

When her father had been caught by his ex-fan, her entire life got thrown around. Not only had she been forced to start using her powers, which had been kept under wraps most of her life, she had to learn on her feet. Not only had she been caught by the guy who used to idolize her father, he would have to be a total looker. Seriously, Syndrome was one hot looking villain, and she had secretly ogled his latex-clad backside while he gloated over her captured family. Thankfully, Dad had been too busy apologizing while she, the only sane woman in the room besides her mother, had freed them. Elastigirl was proud of her daughter, Vi was thinking for herself.

As the years past, Vi came out of her shell and it was the added self-confidence that anchored her powers. After starting a dating career with Tony, Violet discovered a new power that she used to gloat about to her moron kid brother Dash. She could alter people's memories, making it impossible for folks to understand she was also Invisgirl. Dash was insanely jealous, how come his Wednesday Addams sibling got to do cool Jedi Mind tricks?

"It's not a Jedi Mind Trick, Dash. Its covert memory tampering," she had told him one night over dinner. They were all eating over at Frozone and Honey's after watching The Empire Strikes Back. Bob was putting Jack-Jack down to bed, apparently the whole revelation about Darth Vader's true identity was too scary for the preschooler. Dash thought the lightsaber duel had done it, and the older ones were in agreement.

Even with all the praise from her elders, there were times Violet wished she could tell somebody outside her family about being a super. It was not meant to be, the consequences would be devastating, so said E and Rick. They were sympathetic, the teenager really needed to have someone else her age to talk to about these fears and dreams.

Oddly enough, it would be Kari Johansen who would be the first real person Violet would confide in. It had started innocently enough, when the girls were researching old newspapers at the neighborhood for a project in history class. Both girls were using one of the microfilm machines, when Kari let out a small, happy gasp.

"Kari, you okay? Please tell me you're not drooling over Omar Sharif again!"

"I'm not drooling, I just saw a picture of the coolest person ever! You gotta look!"

"Oh, all right! Shit! Kari, do…do you know who that is?"

"Of course I do! It's Mister Incredible, only THE GREATEST super ever! It's really too bad those dumb politicians made them all go away, they were just doing what they do. I mean, come on. How was Mister Incredible supposed to know the guy didn't want to be saved? Superheroes aren't Jedi Knights, they're human beings."

Kari's normally hyper tone of voice had softened, as though she were letting Vi in on some, dark secret. Violet couldn't help bet let out a silent war whoop, Kari was a closet super otaku! Who knew? She grinned, "Yeah, supers were pretty amazing." Kari smiled, finally somebody understood her devotion to underground heroes. As a matter of fact, the entire Johansen family were a bunch of wild conspiracy theorists.

Violet decided to hold off on revealing her identity to Kari until she felt they could be left alone, no parents, no villains and no annoying little brothers. It had been high summer then and the Johansens had invited Violet to spend two weeks with them at their lake house in North Adams, Massachusetts. She had of course said yes, in between fighting villains and schoolwork, Violet Parr had no time for relaxation and this was making her very grumpy parents. Robert and Helen were glad to get their angst-ridden teen out of the house for a fortnight. Dash was really happy, now he could read his sister's diary in peace and then blackmail her into doing his summer school work him! It was genius!

Unfortunately, Helen caught him in the act and not only did Dash have to do his work under parental supervision, he was grounded to the house for a month. Instead of going to the movies or swimming pool with his friends, he spent his mornings completing the packets from school for math, science, social studies and English. In the afternoon, he would pull the weeds from Edna's Mode's rock gardens and assist his father with handyman chores around the house. To be honest, he liked helping his dad fix stuff around the house, but being eleven years old, he was prone to whining more than Luke Skywalker.

Further south, Violet was having the time of her life. Every morning, she and Kari would pack a picnic lunch and then bicycle of towards the pier, where they would wander around the lake, looking for wildlife to provoke, the occasional dip in the lake, maybe a trip to the nature center to gawk at the obviously overdressed tourists from Boston. For once, Violet knew true freedom and relished every moment. She knew once they headed back to Metroville, regular life of being a super would resume, but this rare moment of calm, Violet would cling and guard these memories as some of the greatest in all her life. Of course, the penultimate day would have to be the day a villain, and a zero rate one at that, would have to ruin everything. It would also be the day Kari learned Violet's secret, and happily welcomed it.

The day was warm and overcast, any rain had moved towards the coast in the overnight hours. Kari and Violet were biking down to the lake to roast hot dogs and go bird watching. A few days earlier, Vi had spotted a nesting kingfisher. Kingfishers were an unusual sight in that part of the state, and the local Game Warden had given the girls permission to locate the nest and submit a report.

Well, no sooner had the girls parked their bikes, Vi's superpowers started reacting. Why, oh why, did a villain have to attack her on vacation? Whoever it was, he/she/it was swimming around the lake like an alligator. Excusing herself, Kari grabbed her mask and dove into the water as she went invisible. No sooner had she come up from air, she whacked her head on the underside of the metal dock. BANG!

Silently cursing, she turned around and hissed, "Okay, whoever you are! I know you're in here, so we can do this the easy way or the hard way." Treading water, she soon came face to face with… a heavyset person her own age with an unusually flat nose and triangular teeth. The hair was the color of overcooked pasta and the voice squeaked, "I am P-tah!"

At the mention of the Ancient Egyptian god, and then looking at the youth, she burst into laughter. There was no way that this guy (or was it a girl?) was not much of threat, so she used her force field to whack him upside the head. Rolling her eyes at the absurdity of facing off against such a lame-ass villain, she swam off to rejoin Kari. By now, there were more boats out, so she had to walk around the lake.

Not wanting to be recognized, Vi dipped into her invisibility and made her way back to where Kari was, when she felt her jaw go slack. Standing on the shore was P-tah and he was fighting Kari! Kari was sporting a shiner, but she was holding her own and attacked him with the frying pan from the beach house. "How dare you attack my friend, you weird-o! I don't care –bang!- if she is a super-whack!- Violet Parr is my best friend. You wanna know why? She is the only person who has ever accepted me for who I am. Even if I do believe that aliens exist and the CIA used the Cubans to ax JFK because he was pro-Magics, Supers and normal people can be best friends. I trust her with my life." She finished this with an awesome blow to the head, and waved at Violet who was completely stunned.

She was just about to say something when P-tah bowled into her. Violet, not missing a beat, gave P-tah the mother of all atomic wedgies ahead of wiping his memory. As they made their way back to the bikes, Kari glomped Vi and just grinned, "You really are cool, Invisigirl." Violet blushed and hugged her back.

On the bike ride back, Kari promised not to tell a sole. Just knowing and being trusted was a big enough treat. Of course, Rick Dicker had been observing the whole thing. He and Kari's dad were old friends, unbeknownst to the girls.

When the girls did get back, they typed up the report and turned on the TV. Kari's folks were celebrating their anniversary and would be back late tomorrow morning. The only thing on were reruns of MASH, so they decided to ogle Alan Alda, shriek with laughter when one of Klinger's hare-brained scheme back fired and shouted at the jerks who would second guess the ever lovable Radar. Halfway through the marathon, Violet decided to warm some leftovers up for dinner. "Anything you want," she inquired as she walked towards the other side of the house. "Nah, anything'll be fine, so long as it's not Asian. I don't think last week's pho agreed with me," Kari hollered back.

Settling back into the sofa, Kari let the smells of leftover pizza drift over her, and while she dozed off, she accidentally kicked the remote and the channel changed… over to Alfred Hitchcock's Psycho. Neither girl was really into the horror genre, anything along the lines of Edward Gorey was fair game.

Kari had never seen the movie, and so far it didn't seem all that scary. However, with each passing second the soundtrack grew more sinister, the rain fell heavily on the roof and the lights flickered as the power chords went mano-a-mano with the storm cell. Suddenly, the front door gave way! Ignoring the fact Vi was still in the kitchen, Kari grabbed the nearest heavy object and attacked the rain soaked man!

"AHHHHHH!"

Violet had just put dinner down in the den when she heard Kari screaming. She dashed into the den…to see Kari scream bloody murder at Rick Dicker, of all people. She helped Rick to his feet, and asked what he was doing here.

After getting Kari to calm down and apologize, Rick let out a deep breath. "Sorry about the intrusion ladies, but it seems Lukas and Katerina got stuck in a ditch outside the next town over, and phoned me to check up on you two. Luckily for me, you two got off easy."

"What'dya mean, got off easy? That greasy fatso attacked us earlier, you call that easy," Kari yelled, the color rising in her sun kissed cheeks. Rick rolled his eyes, P-tah was thankfully not a supervillain, but his father was something else altogether. P-tah's daddy-o was none other than Kingpin Ozmodyas, a mid-level biker gang leader, drug runner for Hell's Angel and constant Top 10 most wanted by the ATF. When said offspring returned home with no memory of what happened, Kingpin began scouting around the alleged scene and found out that two girls had been arguing with him.

Kari and Violet exchanged nervous glances, were they in any danger? Rick assured them they were fine, but Kingpin was demanding an apology. "His son, Peter, is Kingpin's pride and joy. You really should apologize." Both girls felt they should, and the sooner they got this over with, the sooner they could go back to watching MASH.

Rick drove them to the run down ranch sitting behind a gas station. Shooing them out, Rick watched as they rang the doorbell. A fat man with a matted, blonde beard and a thick Scottish brogue gazed at them in distaste, "So, yer the wee lassies who thought you could tease poor Pe-tah. Hey, Kingpin, them's guttersnipes are 'ere." Slowly standing up from a table in the next room, a tanned man covered in tattoos knelt in front of them and bellowed, "So, you've come to apologize, have yew?" His breath reeked of stale beer and hot dogs.

Swallowing, Violet interjected, "I'm really sorry about hurting Peter's feelings, Mister Ozmodyas. It was wrong, and I would like to make it up." Kingpin smirked, this one was honest and meant well.

He clapped her on the back, "Aye, yer an honest one! I like that, yer folks raised you right. Boys, get the instruments, we're having a Viking forgiveness dance." Neither girl knew what that entailed, so Kingpin explained it to them. Violet would have to dance with Peter with their arms intertwined while someone sang the Viking wedding song.

It seemed the whole gang were big Celtic music, and no sooner had the Irish harps started up then the two teens started the awkward dance. P-tah/Peter was happy and Vi was just relieved to earn the boy's forgiveness.

It was a long song, and very pretty. As the two teens danced, Kari started to nod off, when seemingly the scene changed around her. P-tah was too flabby and danced with two left feet, so why was she dancing with…Syndrome? Syndrome?! What was he doing here? Struggling to get up, she found herself in the middle of a dance floor of some private residence. Somebody was getting married, because everyone was dancing on the floor. As the music reached a crescendo, Kari saw her best pal waltzing with the enemy…and she was quite pregnant. The mismatched duo were obviously in love: what was going on here?

The vision ended just as abruptly as it started. Kingpin showed them the door and wished them a good night. As they left, he turned to his blond brother and queried, "The skinny one with the braces, she had a vision?"

"Aye, that she did. She's a latent that one, only a matter of the time before she's a target."

"And the other?"

"A super, most likely. I like 'em both. May the Rebel Gods bless them."

When everyone got back to Vermont, Rick debriefed the Parrs about what happened between the girls and P-tah. Bob and Helen weren't sure what to think, could Kari really keep a secret even though she had handed Jack Jack over to Syndrome? Kari was a little hurt by this, in her defense she argued that Violet was still her dearest friend, superhero or not. Powers had never mattered, just the chance to be accepted for who you were. Having spent x amount of years underground, the adults could relate.

A year later, Violet inadvertently revealed her powers to Tony during a power outage at school. When he was left speechless, Kari threatened him under the impression he was horrified. He wasn't even the least bit phased, somehow he had always known, but never said anything. In his gentle, quiet way he had accepted her. This upset Violet a bit, and she promptly broke up with him. Kari had been pissed and let Violet eat her extra chocolate pudding during study hall.

Later that evening, Tony dropped by to apologize, "I'm sorry I didn't say anything earlier, but I wanted to let you know… you are a really amazing girl and even if we aren't dating… I still want to be your friend." Violet relented and a friendship blossomed. In a lot of ways, having 2 friends to rant to instead of one helped a lot.

By now, Violet wanted to break away from her family, to become a heroine in her own right. Her parents were nostalgic, but they felt Violet was old enough to start fighting on her own. Three days after her nineteenth birthday, Violet, Helen and Kari visited Edna Mode for a whole new look.

Edna asked all sorts of questions, and finally came up with a design that would work. The unitard was a deep violet, with black striping and details. A black chian-san like tunic fell around her like a fitted tunic-the hems were fitted together by tiny gold chains. Invisigirl was no more, Violet Parr now answered to Persephone. Her long, raven locks were pulled up into a high ponytail. Instead of boots, she had slim ballet flats.

"Oh whoa, you look fabulous," Kari gushed when she and Helen looked at Persephone for the first time. Violet couldn't help but laugh, she felt different, and she was an adult now.

When the chance for a deep cover mission in Tokyo came up, Violet jumped at it. Tokyo ho!