Telling Max

A/N: Hey guys, this story is set about ten years after the movie and it's mainly about Violet trying to tell her boyfriend that she's a superhero. She also discovers some new abilities and has to deal with a new villain. So, everyone except Max Murado, Lindy Walkins (Viridian), Duke Borden (Blaze), and Shane Vonn (Sundew) belong to Disney. Those belong to me.

I nimbly leapt across the rooftops, following the man I had been pursuing all night long. He was so close, but I couldn't catch him yet. I had to wait until the appropriate moment. He had to be unsuspecting, careless, surprised.

I glanced up at the darkening sky, worried about being late…but only for a second. Then I was back in the zone, right on this guy's heels. I had seen him make a run for it after robbing a gas station and had been following him for almost half an hour. And now was the time to catch him.

"Hey, buddy!" I yelled, causing the guy to stop and turn suddenly. I held my hands up, creating a force field around him. He glanced around, bewildered as he tried to get out. I smiled.

Then, my cell phone rang. I sighed, looking down at my belt where my phone was currently hanging. Glancing back up at the trapped criminal, I reached one hand down and picked it up.

"Hello?" I asked, trying to maintain my force field's strength.

"Hey honey." I heard Max answer.

"Hey Max, what's up?" I asked, a slight smile on my face as I turned away from the trapped man for a moment.

"Well, I was just wondering what you wanted from the Jade Dragon. I think I'm going to go for the orange chicken. What do you think?" He asked. I was about to answer him when I felt pain ripple through my body.

"Augghh!" I cried, almost dropping the phone. The man had broken through my weakening force field. I needed to stay concentrated if I had wanted him to stay put.

"Vi, are you okay?" Max asked, concerned. I turned around, seeing the man starting to run again.

"Oh, yeah, fine. I just… there were some stairs I tripped on. I'm fine." I told him, bounding after the criminal. He was reaching the edge of the roof, and I needed to stop him before he tried to get away.

"So, what do you want me to order for you?" Max persisted. I made myself invisible, gaining on the man. I saw him look behind him, wondering where I had gone.

"Ummm, what did I have last time?" I asked softly as I slowed. I picked up a plank of old wood that was lying on the roof, sneaking around to the back of the man.

"Why are you whispering?" Max asked.

"Shortcut through the library." I told him, balancing the phone between my ear and shoulder as I held the wood above my head.

"Oh,okay." He whispered. I swung the piece of wood at the guy's head. He screamed in pain.

"What was that? I thought you were in the library."

"I-uh, just walked outside." I grunted, trying to fend off the criminal who still couldn't see me. "Yeah, there's someone listening to a radio or something." I tried to convince him. I managed to throw the guy a few feet away. Turning away, I switched the phone to my other ear. "So, what did I have last time?"

"Uhh, I think you had the moo goo gai pan." Max answered as the man came back at me. I dropped the wood, and just started kicking and punching.

"Moo goo what?" I asked, standing on the edge of the roof. Looking behind me, I saw that it overlooked an alley. I could hear sirens far away.

"Gai…are you sure you're okay?" he asked. The criminal came back at me, and I realized that I wasn't invisible anymore. I had lost my concentration again.

"Yeah, positive." I answered cheerfully, watching as the man pulled out a gun and held it shakily. I quickly shot my legs out, my hands still holding onto the ledge, and wrapped my feet around the guy's neck, pulling him towards me. His gun went off as he dropped it, and we both fell over the ledge.

"What was that?" Max asked.

"A car backfired, it was loud." I answered, wrapping my legs around a fire escape and, hanging upside down, quickly made a force field around the man before he hit the ground. "You know what? I'll just have some sesame chicken." I panted.

"Alright. See you soon." Max replied.

"Bye, be there soon sweetie." I smiled, hanging up the phone and putting it back into my belt. Grabbing the fire escape with my hands, I let go with my legs and dropped to the ground. I then brought my force field slowly to the ground, the criminal still trapped, just as the police pulled up.

"Nice work, Spectrum!" The chief clapped me on my back. I smiled up at him, releasing the criminal from my force field. He made a feeble attempt to run away, but was quickly caught by two police officers.

"No prob, he was pretty easy to catch." I shrugged.

"How about a picture for the paper?" a reporter asked as I tried to make my way back to the fire escape. I was about to say no when I had an idea.

"Alright," I said, going back over to the criminal. I smiled as he was handcuffed, and right before the reporter took the picture, I turned myself invisible.

"Thanks," the reporter smiled, not knowing that he had taken a picture of an invisible person. I nodded, trying not to laugh, as I climbed back up to the rooftop. Running back the way I had come, I returned to the rooftop where I had changed quickly into my super suit.

Glancing quickly, making sure no one was around, I turned myself invisible again and quickly slipped out of my black and purple suit and back into my jeans and t-shirt. Reappearing, I sighed happily. To think that I had once hated my powers!

I climbed down to the sidewalk and started walking towards Max's apartment. I gazed at the warm, darkening sky and smiled. It was amazing to be a super, especially since the government had allowed us to come out of hiding and help save people again. There had been a noticeable crime decline in the past few years, and I knew that every time I saved someone that I was contributing to the fact that it would be a long time until the government questioned the abilities of supers again.

My phone rang again and I picked it up.

"Hey Violet, what're you doing tonight?" my friend Lindy asked.

"I'm going over to Max's; I thought I told you that." I replied.

"Oh, that's right! I totally forgot! I was hoping that you could maybe hang out with me tonight so that I have an excuse for Duke to leave me alone. Oh well…" she sighed.

"Come on, why don't you give him a chance? What's the worse that could happen?" I asked encouragingly.

"He could set our apartment on fire." She stated, and I had to laugh.

Duke Borden was a friend of ours, and had been set on going out with Lindy for the past few years that I had known him. He was funny and somewhat charming, but I think he also annoyed Lindy whenever he flirted with her. She was being serious though, about him setting our apartment on fire, because Duke is a super also. Known as "Blaze", he can control and manipulate fire.

"Okay, so that's true. Hey, I have an idea. My family was supposed to go bowling tonight, you could go hang out with them. You know how much my parents like you." I told her.

"Alright, that'll work. Hey, by the way, how's Dash doing? I heard he won some competition." Lindy asked.

"When doesn't he win a competition? He's just psyched because it's his senior year. He can't wait to move out and go to college like the rest of us."

"I don't blame him, highshool's a nightmare. Well, have fun at Max's tonight!"

"I will!" I smiled, once again hanging up the phone as I got into the elevator. I put my cell phone into my bag and waited to reach the ninth floor. As the doors opened, I made my way to room 903, Max's room.

Max, Lindy, Duke and I all go to Roan University in Metroville. Me and Lindy were friends in high school, and Duke once he moved there in junior year. I had had an on again off again relationship with Tony for awhile, but once he left for college we both decided that it was time to break up. Then, at college, I had met Max in one of my classes and we had started dating the beginning of sophomore year. We had now been dating for about a year and a half.

"I'm here!" I called out as I entered the room. Max always left the door unlocked when he knew I was coming over.

I could smell fresh Chinese food, and saw that Max was in the kitchen area. He had rented a movie for us to watch tonight and now looked as if he were popping popcorn.

"Hey Violet, you're just in time! The food just got here." He called out, grabbing two sodas from the fridge.

Max was slightly taller than me, with curly brown hair and big hazel eyes. He wore glasses, but only when he was reading stuff. We both had an undying love of music and he even liked reading some decent books, a rare hobby among boys.

"Yeah, I thought I was going to be late. I meant to get here early, but something…came up."

"Another project? Is it a research paper, because you can finish those in about an hour, I'm convinced." He smiled, plopping on the couch. I joined him, dropping my messenger bag by the door.

"No, it takes me longer than that; closer to an hour and a half." I smiled back. He laughed and we grabbed our food, putting the movie in. I looked over at him as I turned the lights out, and noticed him trying to eat with chopsticks. He ended up getting orange sauce all over his shirt, and he grabbed a handful of napkins, furiously wiping at the imminent stain. I shook my head, sitting down next to him as the movie started.

Max wasn't a super. In fact, he was quite awkward as just a normal person, but I still loved him. Of course, I hadn't told him I was one yet. I mean, I wasn't going to trust him with my secret identity if we were just going to break up a week later. No, I wasn't going to tell anyone unless I knew they were going to be in my life a long time.

However, Lindy and Duke knew, but mainly because they're supers too. Duke, as you know, is Blaze. Lindy is known as "Viridian". She is telekinetic and uses biological manipulation. Basically that means that she can move stuff with her mind and that she can heal people. She prefers her healing abilities though and rarely uses the more psychic powers she has. She's not very confident yet, so she's not someone who gets in the papers that much, but she has great potential.

I, as you know, am Violet and am also known as "Spectrum". I can turn invisible and create force fields. I usually just work by myself, but I like teaming up with Duke and Lindy when we fight crime sometimes. Sometimes my brother Dash comes also, which is always encouraged by my dad. He just came up with his own super identity, "Speed Demon".

We all had our own outfits done by Edna, of course; she insisted. Mine is black and purple and has an "s" in the shape of an oval on the chest. Lindy's is mainly a light grey with darker grey on the inside of the legs and shoulders with a green upside down triangle on her chest, and black gloves and boots. Duke's is orange and white with a flame emblem, and my brother's is red and black. As is standard to all supersuits, they compliment our own powers, such as Dukes being able to catch on fire without being burned and mine turning invisible when I do. None of us have capes.

My mom has retired from super work, but my dad still clings to it. I think he's going to keep being Mr. Incredible until he's a hundred years old. Jack- Jack (just "Jack" to his friends) is "too young to go out and fight crime" my mom insists. When he was younger, he had tons of superpowers that seemed to include all of what our family had (such as dad's strength or dash's speed); however, some of his powers faded as he grew and now his only powers are flying, intangibility (meaning he can pass through solid objects), and limited shapeshifting.

Max's family mainly consists of just him and his mom. He told me that his dad had died when he was little. I couldn't imagine having such a small family, or losing someone in mine.

Max loves his family (even though it consists of only two people), and he loves hanging out with my family too. My family liked him also, although my dad had taken a while to convince. Now he was welcome as much as Lindy or Duke, or any other super friends.

The movie was almost over when Max reached for another soda. When he opened it, the drink sprayed all over the room (well, mainly us). I jumped up, gasping in surprise as I was drenched in the cold soda. Max joined me, shaking his hand to get the sticky liquid off. I turned the lights on, my hair dripping wet. Max was trying to wipe his shirt off when I walked back over to him. He glanced up at me and paused, noticing my wet state.

"Oh, Vi, I'm so, so, so, so sorry!" he apologized, grabbing some paper towels and trying to dry me off.

"It's okay; just let me go clean up in the bathroom, okay?" I asked, trying not to laugh at him. He could be so clumsy at times.

"Yeah, sure, whatever you need to do!" he shrugged, gesturing towards the bathroom. I grabbed my bag as I ran inside, locking the door behind me. I sighed as I went over to the mirror, gazing at my soaked clothes and hair. I blew a gust of air out of my mouth, lifting a strand of hair away from my face.

I decided that the best thing to do was to take a shower and borrow one of Max's shirts. My jeans had escaped from being soaked, but only because my shirt had taken the brunt of the attack.

I took a quick shower, feeling slightly uncomfortable in the situation, before stepping out onto the rug in the middle of the bathroom. I toweled off and brushed my hair.

Suddenly, as I started to get dressed, the lights flickered. I paused from pulling my jeans on, looking up at the fluorescent lights above the mirror. Suddenly, I felt strange. I closed my eyes and a blinding purple light flashed in the darkness. Opening my eyes quickly, I glanced at my hands as I held my arms out. There was a small, transparent purple orb in each hand. They lit the room with a faint violet tint, and their light fluctuated as I stared.

"Violet?" I heard Max ask. Immediately, the orbs disappeared and the lights slowly flickered back on. I heard the door jiggling and I hurriedly jammed myself against it, forgetting that it was locked.

"Hey Max, could I borrow a shirt?" I asked, hoping that he would just leave for a moment until I figured out what had just happened.

"Yeah, sure." He replied, and I heard him go back into his room. I slid to the floor, staring at my hands for a minute before looking up, puzzled.

I shook my head, standing back up. I'd have to tell Lindy once I got back. Maybe she would know something. I finished pulling my jeans on as Max returned. He knocked softly on the door.

"I got you a shirt, Vi." He told me. I unlocked the door, hiding behind it as I leaned my face out to him. "It- it was the smallest I could find, but I'm pretty sure it's not going to fit…" he stuttered on, handing it to me. I grabbed half of it, Max still clutching to the other side.

"Thank you Max," I smiled. He smiled back.

"I'm really sorry about that… I didn't know it was going to happen." He shrugged, still not letting go.

"Its fine, my shirt was the only casualty." I replied, still smiling. He nodded.

"Yeah, I know. Sorry about that." He replied.

"It's okay," I said, looking up at him.

"I'm glad, I mean, it wouldn't be cool if you had been upset and all…" he rambled on. He always did this when he was nervous.

"Max." I said.

"And I promise I won't do that again, I just-"

"Max!" I cried out, finally getting his attention.

"What?" he asked.

"Could you let go of the shirt?" I asked. He looked down at his hand, which was still clutching the shirt.

"Oh!" he gasped, finally dropping it. "I'm really-"

"Yeah, I know, really sorry." I laughed, closing the door softly and slipping into the large striped blue shirt. I grabbed my bag and walked out. Max was leaning against the wall. There was an awkward silence hanging over us that I had to break.

"Well, I have to go. Lindy's probably wondering where I am." I told him, making sure my bag was closed.

"Alright. One last time, I'm sorry." He told me. I smiled as he came closer.

"One last time, it's okay. Tonight was…interesting. But I had fun."

"You did? Even with the whole exploding soda thing?" He asked, wrapping his arms around my back.

"Even with the exploding soda." I giggled softly before we kissed. I closed my eyes, wrapping my arms around his back. Max may not be the smoothest guy on the planet, but he sure was a good kisser.

I finally pulled away, starting for the door.

"Just make sure that next time you get the non-explosive soda." I laughed as I walked out into the hallway. Max stood in the open door, smiling as he watched me get into the elevator. I waved at him as the doors closed, smiling at him.

"So let me get this straight," Lindy asked as she paced through our living room in some flannel shorts and an old, oversized grey shirt. "You were in the bathroom when suddenly, purple glowing hands." She waved her hands around dramatically.

"Yeah, it was really strange." I nodded. "Any ideas?"

"Well…" she sighed, "maybe your powers aren't fully developed yet and are just now growing." She shrugged, sitting crossed legged on the couch with me. "Or maybe you're developing new powers."

"You think that could be it?" I asked.

"All I know is that it happens sometimes to supers. Look at Jack-Jack, I mean, his power refined itself over time."

"Yeah, that's true." I nodded. "Speaking of Jack-Jack, how was tonight?" I asked her.

"Well, I had fun with your family…and Duke." She rolled her eyes.

"What?" I asked.

"No, he shows up, all set to hang out with me on an 'unofficial date', and I tell him about going bowling with your family. Next thing I know, he somehow gets himself invited to come along!" she cried.

"No! really?" I asked, laughing.

"Yeah, he can totally get away with anything!" she cried, exasperated. Glancing over at me, we both burst out laughing.

Lindy has curly, chin-length red hair and these beautiful green eyes. She's shorter than me, and sometimes more shy. Still, she's the best friend in the world.

Duke, on the other hand, is just like any class clown; he'll do anything to get a laugh. He's the tallest of our group and had short brown hair and brown eyes. He is quite cute and can get a few girls, but he loses them fast enough because of how immature he is.

"Sooo… you took a shower in Max's apartment?" Lindy asked, smirking.

"No, no way are you changing the subject. Besides, I wasn't going to take a half-hour bus ride feeling like the floor of a movie theater." I explained.

"That is his shirt you're wearing though, is it not?" she asked pointedly.

"Well- yes, it is…but, you see, there's a good reason…" I stammered. Lindy raised her eyebrows. "Okay, I'm going to give it back to him…eventually. I just- my shirt was drenched. You would've done the same!" I told her.

"True." She nodded. I smiled, resting my head on my arm, studying the shirt I was wearing. The way I felt around Max was…unlike anything before. He made me feel so comfortable.

This was probably the first time in my life I had felt a desire to tell a non-super my secret identity. I just…there was too much uncertainty right now. I'd have to wait until the right time. And whatever I did, I could not, under any circumstances, bring it up to my family.

A/N: Yea for new story! All right, I'm going to be gone for a week or two for Yellowstone, so you're going to have to be patient with this story. This chapter had a lot of background info in it, but mainly cause it was the first chapter. The others will have more content and more action. Please review! Feedback makes my stories better!