I'm sorry I haven't updated in such a long time but I've been having trouble writing the story and stopped me from logging in. Anyway, here it is!!

(Oh, and to answer the question, I am not suggesting that Violet listens to Avril Lavigne, it was just the first song that popped into my head)

Disclaimer: I don't own crap

Chapter 4

"A five and a twelve??" Helen screamed. Dash cringed, sinking lower into the couch. Bob put his hand on his forehead.

"Not to mention the fact that you and Violet have been bunking off school to fight. But Violet still has good grades. I just don't understand Dash," he said softly. Helen paced the room, her neck growing longer as she became even more furious.

"If this goes on Dash…then I forbid you to fight with us." Dash leapt up.

"What?? You can't do that!!" Dash cried, a choking feeling rising in his throat.

"Oh yes I can and I will Dash. School doesn't seem to matter to you anymore Dash!! Why can't you work hard? The only time you get good grades is in gym!! Unless you manage to bring your grades up then you are not going to fight with us anymore. I'm sorry Dash." Dash slid down into his couch, tears running down his cheeks. Bob tried to put his arm around his son but Dash pushed him away and ran to his room.

"I HATE YOU!!" he screamed before slamming the door. The whole house shook. Helen sighed.

"Maybe I was too harsh on him," she said softly.

"Yea, you were," Bob said. She glared at him.

"What??" he asked defensively. She groaned and sat on the couch, putting her hand on her forehead. Violet crept in.

"Where's Dash??" she asked softly. Helen motioned to Dash's room. Violet put down her bag and cautiously knocked on the door.

"Dash??"

"Go away." She tried to open the door but it was locked. She knocked on the door again.

"Come on Dash. I'm sorry I laughed. I really am!!" she said.

"Leave me alone." Violet knocked on the door again. She was getting a bit impatient.

"Dash, please," she said more persistently.

"I said go AWAY!!" Dash screamed. This went on for a few minutes until finally Dash opened the door. His eyes were red from crying and his hair was messy from running.

"What do you want??" he sniffed.

""Why are you crying??" she asked. He wiped away the tears and muttered something about 'not crying.' Then he slammed the door in her face. She screamed in frustration and started to slam on the door.

"Open up or I'll blast you!!" she screamed but felt someone pull his away. It was her mom.

"Leave him sweetheart." Violet hugged her mom.

"What did you say to him??" she asked.

"I banned him from fighting with us unless he brings up his grades," she said. Violet's eyes widened. They sat down on the couch. Bob held his arms out and they hugged each other. Violet forgot about all her problems as she squeezed her mom and dad tight. Helen picked up Jack Jack and he joined the family hug.

Dash watched them, frowning sadly. They looked so perfect together, without him. He closed his door and sighed. Then he jumped onto his bed, tears running down his eyes. He didn't usually cry. It was usually only when he got hurt. Dash closed his eyes and dropped off to sleep. He started to dream.

"Violet?? Where are you??" Dash called. He heard someone moving behind him and whirled around. It was Tony Rydinger and his gang.

"Tony!! Where's Violet??" he asked. Tony sneered and held out his hand. Suddenly Dash was being flung backwards, into the wall. He coughed and stared up at Tony, confused.

"How did you do that??" he asked. Tony sneered.

"You and your family aren't the only Supers in the world." Dash's eyes widened. Dash stood up but Tony twisted his hand and suddenly Dash was in the air and twisting about painfully. Then Tony relaxed and Dash fell to the ground.

"Why are you doing this??" he whimpered. Tony scowled.

"Revenge." Dash suddenly felt himself sinking into the ground. John Rydinger was touching the ground softly and the ground was melting slowly.

"You see, two months ago you met my father, and you killed him. Now I can't have that!! He might be an idiot but he's still my father. So I decided, I can't get revenge on Bob Parr of Helen Parr because they are too strong. So, I thought, hmm, what do they care most about?? At first I thought of Violet, but she's too powerful. Then I thought of Jack Jack, but he's also too powerful. So then I thought of you!! It was simple, you're the weakest in the family!!" he said, snapping his fingers. Dash, was getting bored. Tony was not a good storyteller. Suddenly he shot up.

"I'm not weak!!" he screamed. Tony scoffed.

"Prove it."

BANG!! Dash shot up, gasping. There were shouts and screams coming from outside. He quickly put on his super suit and rushed outside. He saw his family outside, already fighting the monster. Dash rushed in, twisting around the machine's legs.

The machine was like a robotic dog, except much bigger. Dash twisted his legs together and tripped the dog up.

"Dash, go back!! You are banned from fighting, remember??" Helen cried. Dash turned around at the sound of her voice and felt something hit him in the back of the head.

"Ouch," he muttered, rubbing his head. Helen grabbed him and quickly stretched her way to the house and dropped him on the doorstep.

"Stay home." Then she left. Dash frowned. It wasn't fair. He turned around and sped off, wanting to get away from the fight. He felt tears run down his cheeks. He stomped on the sidewalk, wanting to tear it all up to pieces. He felt the rain drench his hair and pouted. Great, just great.

"Hey kid, you lost??" a man said, appearing on the sidewalk. Dash glanced at him, shaking his head.

"Some pretty nice running you got there. You a super??" the man asked. Dash frowned suspiciously for a second. Then he nodded. The man grinned, showing ugly yellow teeth.

"Cool, we could use you on the team," the man said. Dash's ears perked up. A team eh??

"What sort of team??" he asked suspiciously. The man smirked.

"Team of Supers of course. Only the best can get in," he said. Dash nodded for him to go on.

"We fight for good or for evil. It doesn't matter. We got a boss, he tells us what to do, we do it," the man said casually. Dash thought for a second. His family had banned him from fighting. If he went on the team he could easily fight.

"I don't have to go to school right??" Dash asked. The man nodded. Dash held out his hand.

"Dash Parr a.k.a The Dash," he said. The man frowned.

"You're going to need a better name than that if you're joining the team. Anyway, Theodore Rail a.k.a Blade," he said, knives suddenly shooting out of his hands.

"Bladed wrists. I also know how to sword fight better than anyone on the planet." Dash's eyes widened in awe as Blade twirled the daggers in his fingers expertly. The man motioned for him to come with and Dash followed as he walked away.

"Where are we going??"

"We're going to HQ."