The sky was pitch black. The only light source came from the buildings far below, their light only strong enough to illuminate the streets. Above all this, resting on the tallest highrise in the entire city, sat one lone figure. Having a cloak wrapped tightly around him and coming up half-way over his face, he was indistiguishable. He rose out of his sitting position to get a clearer view on the huge expanse of buildings around him.
"So…This is the place…Magnificent."
The figure disappeared into the darkness.
Loud sirens filled the air in the surrounding area.
Police sirens were also heard echoing in the distance. Eight armed figures ran out of a huge building entitled "Federal Reserve Bank" and immediately dashed towards four black getaway cars.
Each of them then just pulled away as the police cars came into view. Without hesitation, the passenger side criminals straightened their masks before sliding half-way out of the windows and opening automatic fire upon the police cars.
"Units six and seven here! Request immediate backup!!!" The officers were barely able to keep up with the maniacs driving the getaway cars. "Need assistance!!! OVER!!!"
Suddenly, the cars broke up. Two took left and right turns while another went straight ahead. The last one did a complete U-turn and barely swerved in time to miss a police vehicle heading in the opposite direction.
"Damn, they've split up, we'll never catch them now!" One of the officers slammed his fist into the wheel in frustration before his partner nudged him. "Huh? What is it-…"
The getaway car in front of them had suddenly stopped dead. The officer had to slam his foot on the breaks to barely miss ramming the car from behind. Both officers were stunned and confused for a few seconds until:…
A man in a red suit stepped out from in front of the ruined car.
"Mr. Incredible!"
"Hello officers. These guys were caught red-handed." Mr. Incredible pulled several bags of jewels and cash out of the rear seats of the car. "There's nothing to worry about any more!"
One of the officers stopped smiling for a second as he thought about something: "Wait a moment, Mr. Incredible. There were three others. We'll never get to them in time now-…"
"No worries officer." Mr. Incredible cut the police officer off in mid sentence. "They are probably already taken care of by now, don't you think?"
Ten minutes laterParr household
A family of four just entered their house as one hyper child is rambling on extremely fast:
"And I ran in front of the drivers seat and the evil guy looked over and stared at me and I was like AGH! And he like jumped into the roof of the car and it swerved into a telephone pole and then I saw Vi appear out of thin air and make a force field in front of the next car and they crashed but then the guys got out and started shooting at her and she deflected the bullets and knocked the guns out of their hands and then they tried to escape and mom showed up a punched them out-.."
The girl named Violet finally had enough and cupped some earphones over her ears and sat down on the couch. The mother, Helen Parr, walked into the kitchen to finish cleaning up. Mr Incredible, who was now known as the ordinary father, Bob Parr, knelt down beside his son to gently chastise him.
"Hey hey! Okay now, slow down buddy, take it easy. This was only our second night patrol, I know that, but if you are too hyper you will end up making mistakes."
Dashiel Robert Parr looked up at his father and had to contain his enthusiasm when he replied "Okay dad."
"Hey, now let's see what mom is going to fix us for snack, huh Dash?"
"Snack? Yeah!" Dash immediately ran to the other room while Bob called his daughter. She didn't seem as enthused with the idea.
"Vi?"
"It's alright, I'm just going to listen to my music for a little while."
"Well, if you say so." Somewhat confused by his daughters behavior, he sat down next to her as sounds of laughter came from the kitchen. "Is everything alright at school?"
"Yeah."
"Getting along fine with everybody?"
"I guess so."
"Something wrong?"
"No."
Bob still had a bad feeling in the back of his head, yet he let it slide. "Okay, come join us when you're ready. It's a Friday, enjoy yourself alright?"
Violet looked up and gave the best smile she could, which turned out somewhat weak, yet Bob didn't seem to notice. "I will dad, thanks."
After the weekend, things seemed to have improved.
The Parr family, secretly the super-heroes under the name of Incredibles, were resuming their daily routines. There was not always time for hero work. They were not always together during their missions either. Often, they would go out alone, or two by two, but it always seemed that the family could make time for a family night out comprised of justice hunting all together.
Bob had begun working four an accounting industry. Violet and Dash were getting passing grades, and all seemed to be going well. Four months after the fight with the Underminer, the family had settled down again with a new house in the same district and all seemed to be going well.
That is, until we begin approaching the events that are obviously going to come into this story eventually:
Violet was dropped off at school at her normal time once again. Dash had already been let off at his elementary school, so when Violet began walking up the school steps, Helen headed home. Bob was already at work by that time.
Violet ran through her usual thoughts of how boring school was as she opened her locker, just to find her friend Kim running up with her usual greeting:
"Hey Vi! Nice weekend?"
Violet shrugged as she gathered her first class's subject matter. "You could say so, I guess. How about you?"
"Fine." She then bent a little closer to Violet as she spoke in a lower tone. "Did you hear the news???"
Violet suddenly became interested. Violet had dated Tony for nearly three months when, out of the blue, things just died off between each other. It was obvious to both of them, because seeing each other was more of a labor than a pleasure, until finally they both agreed just to be friends. Violet didn't know why or how something came between them, just that it was easier for them just to be friends.
Violet closed her locker and secured it before starting down the hallway while questioning her friend. "What happened? Is there trouble?"
"Uh, actually I don't quite know. All I heard was that there's a new guy in this school!" Kim told Violet as they pushed past a bunch of grade niners. "But I heard it was really serious. I was here early and I could hear a whole lot of shouts and complaints coming from the principles office!"
"Huh? How come?"
"It was actually pretty funny. From what I could barely overhear from the loud conversation, the was refusing to say his name and the principle was refusing to allow him into any classes with that kind of attitude. You should have been there!"
Violet gave a small laugh. "So, what happened?" Violet listened as they headed upstairs.
"Well, I wasn't there for the end of it. But I think he was finally allowed in."
"Huh? How?"
"I don't know, but I think a few phone calls and apologies were made. They decided that if he didn't have a name, they were going to give him one. So he chose one instead that they weren't very happy about."
"Huh? What was it? He didn't tell them his name?"
"No. They say he wanted to be called Incognito…which means 'he who has no name'. Though I would never be able to see him entering a classroom and being called that." Kim broke off laughing. Violet herself had trouble seeing teachers being forced to call a kid a name like that. Then, a question dawned upon her.
"Who's class is he going to be in?"
"What? You haven't heard?"
"No! I just learned about the student now!"
Kim stopped at her locker briefly to gather some supplies while she spoke. "Damn, I don't know either. I hope he comes to ours, they say he's a transfer student outside of the country. I also heard he's pretty cute."
Violet then rolled her eyes. "Man…that's all you people look for…"
"Hey! That's not true!"
For the remainder of the time before the bell, Violet and Kim had an argument about…well…people's preferences of mind over matter if you will, excuse the quote.
The teacher wasted no time after the bell to begin his course: "Okay class. I believe we will have a new classmate coming today." He paused. "Darn, we're almost out of desks. Never mind, get into the groups assigned yesterday. We only have the remainder of this week to work on the projects before your deadline. I suggest you make good use of your ti-…"
The classroom door opened cutting off the teacher in mid-sentence. A boy, only a few inches taller than Violet walked in. She was surprised that he was wearing clothes that looked suspiciously like a cloak, around him. His black hair seemed to fall like a waterfall over one eye. The first impression she had of him was someone kid trying to play 'cool' on the first day of school.
He was rather good-looking, but she didn't care an ounce for people like that. Tony was proof of that. The teacher's voice then interrupted her thoughts.
"Oh, you must be the new student. Welcome to B-512 English class and-…what's this?" The new kid calmly walked over to the blackboard where the teacher was standing and passed him a note on dark red paper. The teacher read it silently to himself in the front of the class while everyone patiently waited. Violet barley noticed the teacher's eyes narrow. "Ah, okay. That's interesting. So your name's Kevin is it? Causing problems so early in the year I see?" Not getting any retort the teacher seemed to look slightly disappointed. "Please have a seat at the back. Choose any seat, it's up to you."
The dark haired kid walked calmly to the back and chose a desk in the further most corner from the class, which was only two desks away from Violet herself. As he passed by her, she noticed a weird twinge around her, as if the air had suddenly become slightly more cold. Violet didn't realize she was staring after him until the teacher called to her for attention and she quickly turned away.
Dash was in the middle of laughing with his two friends during his physical education class. They had just observed one of the more lanky kids trying to run as fast as they could and ended up tripping over their own legs.
"You see that?!" One of the friends joked, laughing so hard he was clutching his chest. "I can't believe he just did that. My god!"
"Hey, better watch it," started Dash, "I bet he could pulverize you anytime ya know!"
"Hah, no way-…"
Dash's attention was caught suddenly by an old woman walking down the block. Since his class was outside and the field was only fenced in from the road, he could easily see what was going on in the streets. He was shocked to see a much broader man wearing sunglasses walk straight into the old woman's path and push her into one of the alleyways nearby.
"Teacher?" The Phys. Ed. Teacher didn't seem to hear Dash's plight as he was explaining to one of the kids proper form of running. This time he spoke louder. "Hey! Teach! I gotta use the bathroom!" The teacher still acted as if he couldn't see anything. "Darn it. Fine, I really have to go, I'm just going to take one right here-…"
"No! Wait, fine." The teacher straightened up and shook his head. He had too many problems with Dash anyway. "Get to the bathroom, but be back in no less than five minutes Dash!"
Dash smiled as he passed the teacher running slowly for his standards. "Five minutes is all I need," Dash smiled as he ran to his locker.
That night at the Parr household, each family member was in a rush to talk about their days. Helen was hard pressed to keep them in order and to make sure they actually ate and enjoyed the food in front of them as they spoke.
"And then," Dash spoke dramatically, "I rushed straight for the guy and he didn't even see me coming as I blew past him and he must have felt something because he turned around so I flew past him again and this time I ran back and jumped into his as hard as I could from the back with my foot and he flew like ten whole feet before he fell and then the lady thanked me for saving her and I wasn't even late for class-…"
"Wait," said Helen sternly, "you mean you didn't wear your uniform?"
"No I did! I got in so fast and then out of it that it was so easy!"
Bob was enthused. "Hey! That's my boy!" He reached over the table and gave Dash a good rub on the head as Helen herself began to recount her day.
"Jak-Jak said his first word today!"
"Huh?" said Bob. "At this age? Amazing! What did he say?"
"Here, watch!" Helen raised a spoonful of baby food around Jak-Jak's head and immediately started joyously crying 'mamma.'
"That's amazing honey." Bob paused to scoop some more food into his mouth before he turned to Violet. "How about you Vi?"
"Um, nothing to report."
"Hey c'mon," started Dash, "I have a hard time thinking your life's so boring as long as Tony's around-…"
Violet immediately retaliated. "There's nothing between me and Tony! I already told you that shrimp!!!"
"Hmph, I'm a shrimp now am I."
Helen noticed the danger signs of a sibling's fight brewing and quickly changed the subject before it went out of control: "Here Vi, have some more mashed potatoes."
Silence at the table for a few awkward moments. Then Helen broke in again. "Well, any new things at school at least Vi? New teachers?"
Violet finished the food in her mouth thinking about her day. "Well, there was a new student, but that's all."
The family finished the rest of the meal in silence.
Though, Bob did have the last word: "A new student huh? I thought I heard something about that in the newspaper."
"It's probably your imagination honey." Teased Helen as she picked up the dishes.
As the cops arrived on the scene, every single one was puzzled by the scene in front of them.
Earlier in the day, one car had successfully made it past both the cops and the supers. Here they could see two men with arms tied behind their backs on the pavement while their new black Dodge Viper, it looked like, was completely ruined.
"What happened here Bill?" Asked one of the officers, obviously flustered. "Is this the work of a super?"
"Must be Joe," started the other one, "but, at the same time…no. I don't think an ordinary super would be this destructive." The cop spoke as he leant down to check one of the bodies. The person was still alive. "Just that, would someone really go through such destructive lengths to apprehend some robbery suspects?"
Joe moved over next to his colleague after calling for backup. "These day, ya never know. This don't look like any work done by the supers we know of in this city."
"Well, we'll just have to file a report on this. There's no matter, we got the offenders in one piece. We'll leave it for the jury to decide."
"Good idea."
The cloaked figure watched from thirty stories above the police and they rounded up each criminal into their marked cars. Pushing his black hair to one side, he grimaced as he held his ribs.
A/N As you may have guessed, there may be a few ACC characters in this story. Fear not, they're not as bad as you might imagine, a lot of work has gone into this.
The main theme for this story is that fact that during the movie, there weren't any super-villains. Bomb voyage used bombs, which aren't that hard to use, plus Syndrome just made huge inventions with his above average IQ….or was he more? Anyway, I'm going to explore the possibility of super-villains coming into this dimension…
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