A/N: Apparently this takes place 2 years later and Violet is now in high school. I know 'Bob' is just a fake name, but I can't stand the name Robert. Typos expected(I can't stand rereading stuff) So yeah. Review!

Black, White, and Violet

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Jack Jack had only managed to fall asleep on Violet's bed, and the moment she entered she knew why. The sun was down, sky black, and open window letting in cooling gusts to the warm room. The moonlight crept across the floor, but stopped when it got to the edge of the bed. Her blanket was spawned out of place and pushed together to make the perfect pillow for Jack Jack. The gusts pushed her curtains forward, and the tree outside swayed with no sound.

She was tempted to collapse next to him and be out like a light, yet she stayed on her feet when Helen comes in.

"The easiest time with him now is when he sleeps, good thing he likes your bed." She said absently stretching her arms out from where she stood to pick him up.

Once Jack Jack was in her arms mildly squirming in his sleep she looked toward Violet.

"What happened to your book bag?"

Violet walked over to the bed sitting on the edge, and glancing at her mother.

"I left it at school, I'll get it tomorrow, don't worry." Violet suddenly felt more tired than she ever had been in her life at seven something p.m..

"Listen, I'm not mad that you tried to help out, but it was irresponsible not to mention dangerous." Her mother was scolding slightly, and quieter than usual whether not to wake Jack Jack, or because she wasn't that mad Violet wasn't sure.

"No mom." Violet started to say, putting her elbows on her knees and resting her chin in her hands. "It was stupid, I regret doing it anyway."

When exactly, Violet wasn't aware but her mother had walked closer so she was just inches away. Balancing Jack Jack in one hand she placed a hand on Violet's cheek causing her to look up.

"One day you will be a super hero, and everything you learn from this day forward is just another lesson you must hold onto. Not every mission is a success, but a waste of time." Helen pulled off the mask Violet hadn't been aware she was still wearing and set it in Violet's lap.

"I'll keep that in mind." Violet said quietly now that she was next to Jack Jack, and forced a last smile until her mother left.

She slipped into a pair of pajamas though she was sure her super suit was fine to sleep in. She pushed the suit into the bottom draw of her nightstand, and placed her mask on top next to her alarm clock. She sat down again with a sigh, and glanced at her mask.

'I can't even remember if it was a waste of time.' She thought to herself a minute before fixing her blankets and throwing them over her.

She turned to her side, glancing at the picture of her family. It was years ago before the incident with Syndrome. They were at Dash's ceremony when he was going from the third to fourth grade. Her dad's attention was focused to the side, her mother posing. She herself stood in the back, her hair still over her eyes. Dash was in middle school now, a sixth grader, while she had graduated to high school. Neither of them had changed much in two years, except Dash managed to grow an inch taller( which he couldn't be more proud of).

The wind was whistling from her window, she was slightly aware of it when was falling into a deep sleep. Maybe because it reminded her of voices, she wasn't even aware she'd heard of.

"No Violet, I caught you." She couldn't recognize the voice, it sounded faded so much though.

"Good, I made them go away." The words rang in her mind, and she seemed to recall someone else than the first, but it was still a blur.

"You are a super." Her own voice, she could even feel the words roll off her tongue.

"It doesn't matter Vi, you are already mine." Violet's eyes snapped open and her head throbbed slightly. She put a hand to it, and it seemed so familiar. It was like a dream where you slowly remember part of it when you do the same thing in reality.

She hopped off her bed and walked over to the window, placing her hands on the sill and peering out. Her eyes scanned the area as if she expected to find something, but in a minute of silence, she pulled her head back in, shut the window, and went back to bed.

Remarkably she woke up in the morning without a concern in her mind. The sun light had peeled her eyelids open, and the alarm clock was a few minutes from ringing. She turned it off before it got the chance to scream, and walked to the bathroom to beat anyone else. As she expected Dash was waiting impatiently when she got out.

"Geez so slow." He darted passed her. She turned her head but missed him for the door was already shut. "Slowpoke!" He yelled from inside the room.

"Dash!" Helen called from her parents room next to the bathroom. Violet dismissed it walking to the kitchen to fix something quick. Her dad sat at the table, all focus on the newspaper, as he whispered a few comets to himself.

She grabbed a bowl of cereal and set down with it at the table.

"So did the moon explode last night or was it just the sun?" Violet said to her father to catch his attention.

"Oh hey sweetie." He said as if he hadn't even noticed her. He read it for a few more seconds before sliding it away from him. "It's just this damn fair. It always manages to attract more attention by villains than the evil convention."

Bob looked up to see Helen walking in the room and met eyes with him for just a moment. "It is nothing Frozone and we can't handle. Some heroes can't afford missing school." She rested a hand on Violet's shoulder as she walked by.

"I don't plan to, but if school gets out it is fair game." She said sipping some of the milk that gathered in her spoon.

Helen frowned slightly, still not enjoying endangering her children. "We'll see how much of a problem arises this year, and we will go by that."

Violet left for school soon enough, grabbing a spare bag, and tucking her suit in it. She waved goodbye, but headed out hoping to run into Tony before school starts. "Violet!" She spun around to come face to face with him.

He wasn't wearing the normal smile but pressed a hand to her forehead.

"Are you sick or do you like running to crime scenes alone a habit?" He asked pulling his hand away.

"Oh. No, I just stopped at the curb before it, and they were um…looking for witness'. I was over there telling them what I saw for half the school day."

Tony frowned, whether he disapproved, or just didn't believe. "Well at least your all right."

Violet looked behind her glancing at the parking garage. Just the sight of it she got a sick feeling in her stomach and turned back around. "Do you mind if I borrow a pen and some paper, I get I forgot that too." She knocked her head softly as if she couldn't remember anything.

"Just have to get myself back together." She said aloud, but told to herself more than anyone else.