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Am I dead?

No, but it would seem like that. Busy, and this is just a clip of a chapter.

I'll get back with the what three chapters when I'm on vacation.

I am NOT giving up on this story, it just may have a few problems here and there.

Remember that.

Black, White, and Violet

As she ate slowly Violet realized for the first time there wasn't any security around her. The woman Caroline had lead her here, and leaned against the wall again. Around halfway through Violet's meal though she glanced at a wrist band Violet hadn't known was even there. It was white, and thick with a few near invisible square buttons. Caroline looked at it for a moment before turning and leaving without another word.

Violet watched her go, and waited a minute expecting her to come back. She didn't though, and when Violet peaked out into the hallway it was empty.

'Funny, I would have expected more guards.' She told herself but looked at her hand turning it invisible. For a few minutes she debated on taking off the suit and making a break for it. But then she thought back to that man. He did help her—why would she run?

Violet stepped out into the hall and walked to the left, the opposite of the way she came.

The way she figured it was that she would take a look around, and if no one found her she would go back. She wouldn't leave though, not just yet. No danger was posed to her as if yet.

Violet walked down the hall, clearly in sight but her nerves on edge. The hallway didn't change, the same color throughout the entire way. The light only dimmed slightly as she walked down and the shadows collected in the corners. She paused when she arrived next to a door, and she listened carefully leaning against the wall. A trick she had learned from Dash.

"Isn't she a bit young?"

"It won't matter in the end. Did you try that?"

"And it doesn't bother you at all. Just seems like torture."

"Was it torture when they did it to you? Leo has the power to go into memories, not thoughts. He just rearranged some things, yet she came on her own accord."

"But couldn't she still remember?"

"Only if she sees things directly linked the majority of the missing memories. Then, but it is a powerful trick so I don't think that will happen."

Violet pulled away. She could comprehend the words that were coming out of their mouths but it didn't make any sense. It was like she was sleep deprived and couldn't concentrate. Violet sighed tempted to rub her head again but she continued down the hall with both hands dangling at her sides.

Were they talking about her? Had someone wiped her mind, and that is why she couldn't think? The shadows grew until it formed into pure darkness and there was a single door at the end. Violet tugged at the knob and she pushed it open with some effort.

Why would they wipe her memories? And how could she accuse them of such things? They seemed so nice…

The room was dark, it's only light a few flickering computer screens. Violet walked in very carefully and glanced at a screen. She looked at one screen, the nearest one to the door. It was locked out, and needed a password. Violet rested her hand on the desk while examining the computer, and looked next to it. A cell phone lay facing down. Violet picked it up for a minute, and turned it on. The blue light shined at her and she bit her lip. Surely no one would mind if she called her family, but then he had said there was something going on. He had said she could stay here until the heat wore off, and she believed him.

Violet decided on calling Edna, surely she wouldn't be involved, but still know enough to help her out.

She dialed the number hesitating as she tried to remember the numbers.

'She is the best person to call.' Violet reassured herself as she listened to the ringing. To her surprised a message machine answered.

'If this is a meeting for an appointment, press one.' Violet listened to the options nervously glancing at the door. Option five was to leave a message, and Violet choose it quickly. The heard the classic 'Beep' and glanced at the door one last time.

"Hi, Edna, this is Violet Parr. I know you can't return this call, being this isn't my phone, but if anyone is worried. Maybe including yourself, can you reassure them I'll be fine, and back in awhile? That would be great." Violet struggled for words but hung up for a minute later.

She put the phone down the same place she believed she found it and turned toward the door.

It was at that moment she froze in place, and watched the door with wide eyes. It seemed like a distortion when your eyes turned to fast whenever you cranked your head to the side, but the more she gazed the closer it came. A second later what appeared to be shifting of shadows turned into person, and Violet recognized her as Caroline.

Violet looked passed her to the door which was still remained clearly shut.

"You are a super." Violet mouthed, now making the connection.

Caroline meet her eyes for a minute, and Violet scrambled to think of something to say. She didn't have to however.

"The boss requests your presence in your own room before you manage to stray." She reached out to grab Violets shoulder with the arm that had the white device on it.

She went to pull Violet forward but before they made contact Violet pulled her shoulder back to avoid the touch.

"I could imagine everything else, but this are getting a little too strange. You are a super!"

The woman paused and pursed her mouth as if thinking of a plausible excuse. She settled on something which wasn't quite the answer Violet expected.

"I won't lie to you."

Violet grit her teeth and stared straight into Caroline's eyes.

"Then what is going on? Who is your boss?"

"He means no harm to you."

"Okay, so I'll slow my rush out the door." Violet said as a matter-a-factly putting her hand to her head. "Just when I think I figure something out."

"Don't think too much, you only get in trouble when you think to much. Come, I must escort you back to your room."

She pulled Violet forward and Violet realized that it wasn't a question. Backing up they pulled her out through the wall, and Violet was still silent.

"Walk with me." She said releasing Violet and turning to walk down the hall.

Violet trailed behind, and for the first time she began to see the extent of what she had gotten herself into. She had so many questions she wanted to ask forced herself silent, maybe Caroline was right, maybe she'd get in trouble if she kept trying to figure these things out.

Though the idea was a bit obscure, she forced herself to stop thinking, and followed Caroline down the hall.

'Just for now.' Violet told herself. 'And once I know what I'm doing, I'll act then.'

Yet Violet didn't know she didn't have that much time to figure out what she was doing.