Jackson Parr: The Incredibles Captured
This is a story about twelve years form the end of the movie. It's about John "Jack" Parr but all main characters are mentioned. New people as well.
A crash on the interstate has killed six school students and injured thirteen. Oil is spilling into the wild…
Terrorists by the name of God's Haven have raised three bomb warnings in the last week causing chaos…
A sports crowd become out of control last night…
Murderer on the loose…
Three people have been suspected of the organised kidnapping of Hanah Bevington aged 6…
John glared at the boy sitting next to him. That kid was always messing with the radio like one channel wasn't enough. The boy ignored him…And what's this? Dash is here! A right and a left. Oh! The man is down folks! The robber is down for the count. The chest has been recovered. One more baddy off our streets. Now for the weather…
Dashniel pushed past the crowd of reporters and was blocked by a row of TV vans. He cursed under his breathe. "Mr Dash please tell us about-" Dashniel turned around and smiled. Cameras flashed. "Dash please sign this-!"…"Would you be available to do an exhibition match at-"…"Reporting form the CBD-"…
"Hello all, I'm sorry I cannot talk right now. More people to save!" With that Dash glimpsed an escape route and dashed for it, no pun intended. Once out of the view of the reporters Dashniel sighed. "Sometimes I think they take us too seriously, how did Dad do it?"
"Excuse me, Mister, Excuse me!" Dash looked down. A little girl half his size was looking at him pulling his shirt. "I've lost my mummy. Can you help me?" Leaning down to her level Dash smiled at her.
"Oh course, what's your mummy's name?"
"Mummy." The girl said simply.
"Well that makes sense I guess. Ok what's your name?"
"Mimic." Her face changed slightly.
"What sort of name is-"
"Attention!" The PE teacher stood in the front of the call. He was overweight and had this delusion of authority. The kids shuffled over. "Quick-smart! Basketball today." A group of boys whooped everyone else looked at the floor silently cursing. John placed himself way out of the view of the teacher. "Ok…um…6E! That's Dash's little brother's class." John cursed as the class all turned to him. "Ok, John and…You," The couch pointed to a stick of a kid named Callum cowering at the back. When it came to the PE teacher losers were always first up.
They both moved up to the front, John trying not to appear too obvious. Callum tried to look confident but one of the other boys tripped him on his way up. He just managed to put his hands in front of his face before landed on the wood floor. John stepped away and kept walking. The boy wiped his nose and stood up looking closely at the boys. They laughed as he passed.
"Now! Pick teams; a girl, then a boy and so on." The teacher yelled.
"Ah…Um…Jessica?" Callum pointed at a girl wearing huge glasses and tracksuit pants. Jessica went right around the class avoiding the tripping Callum got.
"Hannha." John said and the most athletic girl in his class came strolling up. She glanced at the two nerds huddling together and nodded at John. She obviously thought he had more brains than those two which wasn't likely.
"Lee." The two nerds said together and the boys all laughed. The kid did speak English and looked up curiously wondering who called his name.
"Kevin." John said calling out the only name he knew of the other team's tormentors. Kevin walked up. He slammed his hand into John's back and John winced. Kevin picked the rest from then on. The teams were so completely unfair that the left overs groaned when they got Callum's team and jumped with joy when Kevin called there name. Everyone seemed to forget John was the team captain.
It was good having all your kids either going to school or moved out it gave Helen a bit of shopping time. It felt good. "Oh! I do love this." Honey pulled out a turquoise dress form the rack. She held it on her body and spun around giving her the 'Do I look hot or do I look hot' look. Helen smiled and nodded.
"Paper or plastic?" The two women laughed and Honey added the dress to the ever increasing pile of clothes.
"So how's Jack going?" Helen sighed, her son was the complete opposite of Dash or Vi and she hardly ever knew how he was going anymore.
"Well, he's going."
"The boy just needs to get into the business, you know? Fight a few villains, is all."
"That's the thing Honey, he doesn't want to fight. He hates using his powers, he hates family outings and sometimes I think he doesn't like me." Helen pulled out a blue top glanced at it then shoved it back.
"Oh don't say that! He's a teenager, that's just what their like these-"
"Hello ladies. Can I help you with anything?" A tall handsome staff member entered their conversation.
"Nowhere fine."
"Oh? Are you sure, because I'd just love to help, Elasticigirl or should I say Helen Parr?" The man smiled and Helen could no longer move.