The next day. Evening.

Wilbur was on his way to the Parr's home. After the second bank robbery last night he had been in the storage facilities of Robinson Inc. today - at least he had tried to. As the son of the founder and conductor of Robinson Inc. Wilbur had no trouble getting into the high security departments.
Howver, because of the current police investigation many areas were cordoned off for securing possible evidences and therefore were not accessible.
That's all he was able to find out: nothing was missing. No one had tried to break in or to steal something.
The police was in the dark ... just like our heroes. There was not the slightest hint. Somehow Wilbur was relieved and concerned at the same time. Since the police had found nothing in the whole company yet, it could be assumed that it was nobody from Robinson Inc. To blame. On the other hand, it had to be someone else, and this unknown stranger, who was still somewhere out there, made him uneasy.

The attack yesterday had been even more devastating than the last one. And now it was sure that there was in fact a super who worked together with these criminals. This ominous figure had caused quite a havoc, not to mention that she had disarmed the team within seconds without any problems and had caused a damage from totaling several million dollars.

Flame had was effected by this defeat the hardest again... Wilbur had inevitably think of her outburst, as he is now stood infront of the Parr's house, and hesitated for a moment, wondering whether he was tired of life and really wanted to take the risk of entering that house.

He then rang. Dash opened him, but was too busy to greet him. He had wedged the phone between his ear and shoulder and wwas holding a small notepad and a pen in his hands. He waved Wilbur with the pen to come inside, after that Dash he immediately continued to phone.

"Under no circumstances! No matter what this salesman says - you won't accept this carbiners! We still have the ones from last year - ... I don't care if they are better, those things are junk and don't sell!" Dash cried into the phone as he walked back into the kitchen. Wilbur followed him with his eyes while he walked toward the living room. He then discovered Sybille in the kitchen. She waved friendly and then pointed at the ceiling. This way she wanted to tell him that Violet was up, so he didn't need to go into the living room. He understood, thanked her with a nod, and then hurried up the stairs. But Vi's room was empty.

We're in my room, he heard a familiar voice in his head. He walked down the hallway and entered Emely's room. Vi and M sat there with serious expressions on the young girls pink bed.

In the basement. He heard M's voice again. It was the answer to a question that he had not asked aloud: "Where is Flame?"
Flame never sweated, yet she also felt hot when doing sports - but way hotter than normal people. Therefore, the basement of the house was thermo-insulated, so that she could train without the tremendous heat turning the rest of the house in a fiery oven-sauna.

"She's been all day down there sulking" M said loudly.

"I can imagine," said Wilbur seriously, while he set down on the bad next to the girl.
Not only that the robbers and the Super had escaped, no, Flame had also got a cash box right into her face and then was enclose into a vault. It had taken two hours before the police had finally freed her. Since they thought, however, that Flame was one of the criminals, the policemen wanted to spray her with fire fignting foam immediately and arrest her - fortunately Flame was able to escape last second. She had managed to escape, otherwise her secret identity would be broadcasted on all TV channels right now.

"And how are you?" asked Wilbur the little blonde girl. Instead of answering, Emely stood up.

"Ew!" Vi made and covered her eyes, "I can't see that!"

Wilbur swallowed. M then turned her back on them and pulled her shirt up to her shoulders, so that you could see her bare back. The metal door, that had hit Emely hard and had knocked her out so that she had been unconscious for a few seconds. Now a giant contusion, with a color scheme from black to purple, blue to yellow and green, showed where the door had hit her. The bruise extended from her pelvis right up high to the shoulder - a miracle that no bones were broken.

"Oh my God!" Wilbur exclaimed, "Man, M, that must hurt! Don't you want to get to a doctor? "

"So Mom and Dad find out what I'm doing in my spare time? Certainly not!" Emely replied, as she pulled her shirt back down.

"But perhaps you are seriously injured," Wilbur insisted. He had jumped up and was gesturing wildly with his hands, "You should at least get a medical examination!"

"Don't worry! It's just a bruise ... The doctor can't change that" Emely said reassuringly, and sat down on the bed again. Wilbur was still visibly shocked.

"Does it hurt a lot?" he asked as he sat on the bed again too. M's expression changed, her gaze became gloomy.

"What do you think?!" She asked irritably, as if she was annoyed that he even asked about it.

"Did you find out anything?" Vi asked a little stressed (to change the subject).

"Huh?" Wilbur ask puzzled.

"At the company" Vi helped him, and her voice now had a slight irritated tone.

"Not much," Wilbur admitted. M groaned disappointed and Vi and cursed silently. Wilbur was sorry to disappoint the girls.

"If someone has broken into the storage facilities," he continued, "then he was damn good because he didn't leave the slightest trace - no DNA, not even fibers ... Currently, the police is checking the employees."

"So nothing ..." asked Vi soberly.

"Absolutely nothing ..." agreed Wilbur exhausted and buried his face in his hands. Violet let herself fall backwards on the bed and rubbed her tired eyes.

"We racked our brains too..." she began after a while. Wilbur turned and looked questioningly at the girls.

"About that super..." added M.

"She can fly - and she appearantly has magnetic powers" Violet said.

"Magic powers?" Wilbur asked, horrified. It was a joke, but Violet punished him with an annoyed scowl. Emely chuckled however – but she had to stop that because laughing hurt. She was holding a hand on her side in pain.

"Sorry!" Wilbur reeled, but M gave him a soothing smile to reassure him.

"But why magnetism? It might as well telekinesis aswell-" he began then.

"That was our first hought, too, but we've gone through all of this again. She merely moved metal objects. Otherwise, she could have blocked off the table, the M had thrown at her" Violet explained.

"I also couldn't feel the use of telekinetic powers." M added.

"Great," Wilbur began after a pause, "So there are two thugs, of which we don't have the slightest trace, and an unknown Super with magnetic forces ..." he stated soberly.

The mood was depressed. They had no clue where they could begin to solve the matter. It was a paradoxical situation: everything they could to catch these criminals was to wait and hope that they would strike again.

"One thing is weird ..." M began after a pause. She looked intently at the others before she spoke.

"Before this floating door has knocked me out, this girl said something strange..."

"Like what?"

"When the police helicopter showed up, she said that we were the ones who were coming to jail... as ... as if she thought that we were the criminals."

"And what does that mean?" Wilbur asked in surprise.

"I thought -"

"I think that's their intention," interrupted a voice from outside, then suddenly the door opened and Flame stood in the room, "Just like the first time. They try so to make it look as if we are the ones who did the crime. This way, we are busy to defend against the police while they can escape unnoticed, and the police believes we are the perpetrators and doesn't even consider to look for the real ones." She said angrily, her hands akimbo.

"You think this was planned?" Violet asked skeptically.

"Sure! That's genius!" Flame yelled as she stormed out and slammed the door shut.


Three weeks later.

Meanwhile, nearly every bank had been robbed in greater area of Todaylands. However, there were no more evidences for activities of the unknown portal-criminals.
Now it seemed as if the mysterious super acted on her own. But she left little traces as well. Her magnetism didn't only disturbed the alarm systems and sensors, but also made almost all cameras inoperative, so that only blurry, fuzzy schemes of a female could be seen in the newspapers and on TV.
And our team was powerless. When they arrived at the scene, it was usually too late. They met the unknown super to times, but after a brief fight she disappeared every time.
And if that was not enough trouble for Violet already, Liz continued to change.
Today she came into the cafeteria in one of her new outfits. All the boys turned to look at her, no wonder, because she was wearing a wide-cut red top and a black leather mini-skirt, which was criminally short.
Otherwise, she behaved normally - well, normal in the sense that she didn't do extremely freaky things, like biting off the head of a bat. But she did not act like she used to. She was no longer silent, and her shyness was blown away!

"When puberty means that I transform into a slut, then please shoot me!" Vi thought aghast. At that moment Liz already came towards her and greeted Vi with a wave. Now Vi saw that even her make-up was very flashy. Her lips shone in a slinky red, her eye-lashes almost looked like they were artificial and she wore her curly hair open.

"Hi Liz," Vi greeted and slid a little on the bench to make room for her.

Despite Vi's concerns about Liz' attitude change, she felt reassured nevertheless, because Liz apparently didn't have an interest in Wilbur any longer. She hadn't talked about it for weeks now. Maybe it was just a phase that was over now.

"I'm thinking about to join the cheerleaders," Liz said, as had sat down. Vi felt queasy. How much cooler should this girl get?!

"Um, yeah, sure - you've got the ... the ideal conditions for that" Violet replied with half-hearted enthusiasm.

After lunch Violet and Liz walked down a hallway to their next class, when they met Wilbur. He greeted them friendly, when suddenly something happened, that scared the crap out of Vi.

"Hey Wil, have you already planned something for tomorrow night?" asked Liz charmingly.

"Um, no ... I don't" he replied a little surprised.

And now, a little insight into Violet's thoughts at this moment:
"OH GOD! Please make it stop! Plan, plan plan plan!"

"Well, would you like -" Liz began, when Violet abruptly interrupted her.

"Don't you have to babysit your sister tomorrow?"

An awkward silence surrounded them, Wil and Liz looked at her confused. Vi felt more then uncomfortable in this situation.

"I'm sorry, but not that you two arrange something and then you have no time..." she added sheepishly and began to play around with her fingers unconsciously. That was a lie, just a pathetic attempt! It only gave her time, it would delay the inevitable for just a few seconds.
Suddenly Wilbur struck his hand against his forehead.

"Right! I have to take care of my sister" he said, as if he had just remembered.

"Oh ..." Liz started a little disappointed, "Then how about Saturday?"

"Sounds great! To the movies?"

"Eight o'clock in front of the Eden Palace?"

"Perfect!" Wilbur said, charmingly.

"Awesome!" Liz grinned and clapped her hands happily. When she saw Vi's peculiar expression, she turned to her.

"Do you want to join us?" she asked her best friend friendly.

"No, I ... I have plans for saturday night already" Violet lied. She couldn't go to the movies with those two again. The two should date if they wanted to - but she would not witness it from close range again.

"What plans?" Wilbur began, who wanted to know what Violet possibly had better to do, but at the same time Liz also spoke.

"Well, too bad! Then it's just the two of us!"

At that moment the bell rang, and the three had to hurry to their classes.


Violet couldn't focus on the courses no longer for the rest of the day. She just wanted to go home, press a pillow over her face and shout it all off – her anger, the sadness, the annoyance, the embarrassment – just everything.

"This cann't happen, that can't not happen! What do I do now?" She thought over and over again. She was completely stressed out.

When school was finally over, Vi brought her books to her locker before she went home. Actually it wasn't necessary, but she hadn't the strength to meet Liz or Wilbur once again today. She would drive with Flame, to she avoided the way home with Wilbur.
However, there she was too happy too soon. When she came arounded the corner into the corridor where her locker was, there was someone waiting for her already. She froze in shock for a second when she saw Wilbur, who was leaning against her locker and who had obviously been waiting for her. It took a lot not to dissemble her surprise.

"Hey," she said, trying to hide her bad mood. He only gave her a smile. She put away her books, then they walked together to the exit. Wilbur - contrary to his nature – remained silent all the time and was just grinning. That stupid silence made Violet almost insane! Even before they reached the exit, she couldn't keep it any longer.

"Well..." she began, "So... you have a date with Liz ..." she stated the obvious. Wilbur's grin widened and he nodded, but still said nothing. Why was this idiot so frikkin happy?!

"Excited?" Violet asked, forcing helself to stay calm.

"Not particularly. I'm looking forward to it though" he replied causually. Then he gave her this calculated, relaxed glance, as if he knew exactly what was going on. It made her uncomfortable. She swallowed and looked casually at her watch.

"Hm." was all she said. This information was absolutely destructive, devastating! She now really had to get used to the idea, that the two would probably become a couple soon.

"I know you're upset about how she had changed within the last few weeks," Wilbur began suddenly, when they were outside. The sun was shining, but it was still colder than the last few days. Anyway it seemed Vi like this.

"But I like her." ilbur added finally with a grin. That drove Vi up the wall. NOW he liked Liz suddenly, though he had never before been interested in her! It was the same with all the guys at school (except Pete). And that's just because Loz was dressing all provocative and sexy now! That was insane! Apparently you simply had to show a little leg and boobs and promptly everybody was fallen for you!

"Yes, how can you possibly not like her?" Vi blurted, "She has a lot of character!" she said sarcastically, as an allusion to Liz's provocative style of dressing.

Wilbur replied nothing, but only gave her this knowing glance again and a mischievous grin.

"What ...?" Violet asked, annoyed. Suddenly Wilbur could no longer hold it back, and burst into laughter. Now Violet was confused.

"What's so funny," she said irritably. Wilbur was holding his stomach, laughing.

"You're so cute!" he finally exclaimed, but then had to laugh again so that he could hardly speak. What should that mean? Was that a compliment or was he making fun of her?
When Wilbur had finally calmed down, he put his arm on her shoulder and looked deeply into her eyes.

"I know what's going on here ..." he said, and had to suppress a laugh again. Violet gasped.

"You do?" she said terrified.

"Yepp," he chuckled and began to poke her in the side. He sang, "You're jealous! You're jealous!"

"Man! Stop it!" Violet cried, trying to fend off his proking-attacks.

"Violet Parr, you are sooooo jealous!" Wilbur grinned from ear to ear! Violet was speechless. How should she now talk herself out of it?
"No excuses, tell him the truth now!" thought a part inside her, "This is the perfect moment!"

But she couldn't... she was scared. She had no boyfriend for a reason, she didn't feel ready for it, and Wilbur of all people? What if something went wrong? What should she say now? What to do? She needed to say something that sounded plausible ...

"You're right ..." she admitted with a grimace, avoiding his gaze, "But! ... It's just... I was always the cooler one of us, I was the outgoing and talkative one, and Liz was always just, well, my sidekick. And now she emancipates and becomes cheerleader, she looks better then I do, she dresses better than I do and everything! She is now much cooler than me!" she cried, looking carefully to Wilbur, wetther he believed that superficial excuse. He just grinned at her sympathetically.

"And now you're hanging out with her much rather than with me, because I'm not cool enough!" She cried all melodramaticly, wailing plaintively and fell into his arms so he couldn't see her face.

"Oh, nonsense, that won't happen," Wilbur replied and hugged her. She pushed away, pretending to be offended.

"Yes, it will happen! You two already go out without me!" she cried reproachfully.

"She asked if you want to join us -" Wilbur defended himself.

"I leave the sinking ship!" Cried Vi theatrical.

"I thought you had plans for Saturday?" Wilbur asked knowingly. Vi was taken aback. Then she put her hands akimbo. He had seen through her.

"And you have to babysit tonight ..." she countered.

"Touché, Madame, touché" Wilbur began, "Don't panic. I won't start dating Liz" he grinned. To Violet it seemed like the sky would break up, a heavenly light would shine upon them and the angels sang 'Hallelujah'!
However, she tried not to show her boundless relief.

"Oh really," she said casually, and had to force herself not to shout and jump up.

"Come on, Pete is my best friend. What do you mean how he would feel if I tell him, 'Hey, I'm going out with your ex-girlfriend'" said Wilbur, as they walked.

"This is... very generous of you." Violet said, suppressing a grin.

"That's how I am" Wilbur replied, while put a hand on his chest and bowed gallantly.

Oh dear, Violet thought. This time she got away again, but she had to confess her feelings to him soon...

"Liz won't be thrilled," Vi said.

"Oh, she'll understand." Wilbur replied casually.


Author's Note: One one more chapter, then this story is over! :D