Hi everyone! This is my first fic, but I think it's good and hope you will too!

I actually started writing this in a notebook, but now I think I should put

what I've got done on here. I hope you enjoy it!

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Elizabeth

A Mirage of Violet

Chapter One

It had been three years since Syndrome had died, and everyday Mirage's guilt grew. He had trusted her, made her his second in command, and she repaid him by letting the Incredibles escape. Then again, he had almost gotten her killed. But he said her knew Mr. Incredibles wouldn't kill her, that he was sure...She shook the thought from her mind and admitted that she felt guilty. As she sat on her big bed, she pulled out a box from under it. She opened it slowly, and it revealed her old communicator that he gave her. She ran her finger over the speaker she used to talk to him on. She missed him.

BEEP! Incoming message!

Mirage jumped as the communicator blinked it's screen.

How can this be? she wondered. The only other person who knew about this

communicator was Syndrome, and he's dead...

She pushed the 'Receive Message' button and listened to the voice of her long-lost partner.

"Mirage, are you there?" Syndrome said.

She stared at the communicator before she realized he wanted her to respond.

"Yes, Syndrome is that you? Are you alive?"

She waited for a second before the communicator blinked again.

"Yes, it's a long story but I want you to come back to the island. I need your help with my latest

project."

Well, thought Mirage Syndrome asking for help? This had to be a first.

Before answering, Mirage felt the wave of guilt again, and thought she should go and repay him.

She pushed the button.

"Ok, I'll be on my way tonight."

On her way there, she felt nervous, which was very strange to her. There was nothing to be nervous about, she was probably just going there to help him with his revenge-plot again. No biggie.

Still, the nerves were growing, and she couldn't stop them.

Wow, she thought as she gazed at the familiar island, He's really fixed this place up.

It was true. He added major installments to his lair. She was impressed.

After the smooth landing, she walked into the lair's main hallway. She stared down at the end of it, at the same big door with the 'S'

across it.

Why did she feel so nervous?

She walked down the hallway as she had down many times before. She stopped at the door.

She heard Syndromes voice, and pressed her ear up against the door.

"No, no, no! That's not right! Why do I make things so complicated for myself?" He yelled.

She knew that tone in his voice meant he was working on some new invention. She smiled as she heard him yelling as he had done those three years ago.

She stopped listening and lightly knocked twice on the door.

"Come In!" he yelled.

As she walked inside, she noticed everything was the same. Same table, same big computer screen, same crazy man whom she thought she would never see again.

"Mirage? I thought you'd be here later." he said.

"I decided to come early. Why? You didn't want me here early?" she said with her hands on her hips.

Syndrome smiled. She hadn't changed.

"You sure have been busy," she said as she sat down in a chair around the big table.

"I needed to add on to this place to make room for my project."

"So," she said, crossing her legs, "How exactly did you escape from that jet turbine and survive?"

"Easy," he said proudly, "With every cape, you need to have a cape ejector. And of course, I had a parachute, it's standard. So I quickly ejected my cape off and opened my parachute."

"Why didn't you contact me earlier?" Mirage replied.

"There was no need. For the first year I added on to the lair and for the past two I've been working on my plan."

"Which is...?"

"You'll find out tomorrow."

"So what did you need me for in your 'project'?"

"Basically helping me decide on some things, things you'll learn about tomorrow."

"Why tomorrow?"

"Because it's not ready today."

"Then why am I here today?"

"Ask yourself that. You're the one that decided to come here early."

Syndrome went back to some blueprints on the table.

Should I say sorry? Would I sound stupid? Should I ask if he's mad at me? All these questions floated in Mirage's mind.

"What should I do for now?" she asked.

Syndrome answered while he looked over the blueprints.

"Well, I don't really have anything for you to do now, just find something to do and come to dinner at 6:30, you remember where the dining room is."

"I'm guessing my room is in the same place as always, too?"

"You got it." he said, and wrote something down on a sheet of paper beside the blueprints.

Mirage walked out and headed for her room.

Kind of a slow beginning, but I promise the next chapter will be much better!!!!

You can comment, but don't be too hard on me, I'm new at this!