Hi again!
I'm trying very hard to type this up quickly, because I want to get what I've already written in my blank books out on here. I'm going to try to type at least one chapter a day, but it might not happen everyday. I need to set this goal for myself though, or else I won't update very much at all.
In this chapter, Violet has to be in between the ages of 15-17. I wasn't sure what age she was at in the movie, but I guessed it was around 13-15. So you can pick what age, but I thought she would be 15 in this.
Anyway, here's Chapter three!
Chapter Three
"Violet!"
Violet walked out of her room into the living room to see her mom getting her coat on.
"Oh there you are Vi. I'm going to need you to watch Jack-Jack while I'm out."
Violet sighed. "Fine..."
She watched her mom drive away through the window.
She hated this. Babysitting was so...boring. So...not her. Violet knew she wasn't right for this kind of job.
CRASH!
Oh no, she thought, Jack-Jack must have broken something again...
She rushed to his room only to see Jack-Jack sleeping soundly in his new bed (he was now 3).
"What the-"
CRASH!
She looked out the window to see a huge metal ball rolling over cars. It was heading straight for their house.
She panicked.
Should I fight? I know I can't beat it alone...but Jack-Jack will be in danger if I don't...she thought.
She ran to her room and pulled on her super suit. She knew she had to protect Jack-Jack.
When she opened the front door to find it in the driveway, she noticed it was like an exact replica of the robot in the city tree years ago.
"Syndrome.." she whispered, "He's alive?!"
The giant robot smashed an arm on the pavement, grabbing a huge block of the street over it's head.
"Uh oh," she said quickly.
She turned invisible and ran behind a tree.
The robot dropped the chunk of street, and sprayed out some sort of dust all over the area, spraying Violets leg which was just in front of the tree.
The robot suddenly jumped next to her, grabbing her leg.
"OW!" she screamed.
The powerful claws of the robot started to dig into her leg and it pulled her up towards the sky.
Suddenly the wind blew harder. Violet was dangling upside-down and saw a sort of helicopter-like plane in the sky.
"Stop! I don't need you to kill her..."
Syndrome flew out of the plane and by the robot.
Violet quickly used her invisibility.
He doesn't see me...she thought, He thinks I got out and ran away...
"You do know I can see you, right?"
Syndrome was right in her face.
Shocked, Violet lifted her hands in front of her, making a force field around her body.
"I thought you would do that..." he said as he flew backwards and clicked a button on his wrist.
Violet turned her head to see a homing missile coming toward her.
She smiled. She knew it would be blocked by her force field.
As it got closer, she suddenly felt scared.
What if it didn't block the missile? she thought.
The missile ripped through her force field, shattering it into dust.
The pain felt like 1 million bombs blowing up inside her.
She swung far back from the impact, which hit her right ribcage.
"Well, that takes care of your force fields, and your invisibility is over, too..." he said.
Violet touched her ribs to see if it was bleeding. It was.
"So it looks like we're ready to go."
He pushed a button on his wrist again, which made the robot drop her on the ground.
By now Violet was in severe pain, with broken ribs, many slashes dug into her leg, and now a huge bruise on her shoulder from the fall. She could barely move now.
"Crap! My Zero-point energy won't work," Syndrome said as he pushed a button on his wrist furiously.
He sighed. "Looks like I'll have to carry you to the plane..."
He swooped down, scooped her up, and flew off into the plane high above.
As the plane flew to the Island, Violet was locked in some sort of chamber, laying on the ground.
She didn't dare to move, she was afraid the pain would worsen if she did.
The door opened.
Syndrome stood in front of the doorway, then closed it.
"Well, since you obviously can't move, let me tell you my plan and why you're here," he said.
Great..Violet thought, Rub it in my face that my powers suck and I can't help anyone...
He paced the floor.
"It worked out quite well, actually," he started, "I was planning on having the robot fight your entire family, but luckily only you were home. I would have gotten you anyway, but this was so much easier!"
"Gotten me anyway?" Violet said, turning in his direction. It was hard for her to move, but she tried.
"Yes, you see, that was my plan. I was going to get you so that your family will come to my island and step right in to my amazingly built trap!"
"Why me?" she asked.
"I don't know," he said, "It didn't matter really who it was, actually. We just had some dis-invisa powder left over and thought we should use it somehow. And what better way than this?"
"So that's your evil plan?" Violet said in a sarcastic voice.
"Hey I don't need any of that little girl. This is a great plan! It's working so far, isn't it?"
"Actually-" Violet started.
"Of course it is! And you know why it's working? Because I thought of it! And when we get back to the island-"
"Wait, the island? Didn't they figure out you lived there and took you out? Wait, everyone thinks you're dead! How-"
"Right! Exactly!" he interrupted. "I went back to the island and when they came to check it out, I simply said I was someone else who bought the old lair. Well, actually, one of my assistants did because they would have known it was me if they saw me, obviously..."
"Yeah, but how did you-"
"Escape? Why should I tell you? I barely know anything about you, so you won't know anything about me."
He laughed and walked out.
Violet sat there, staring at the wall. She suddenly grew tired, and took a long nap on the cold floor of the jet's chamber.
Thank you soccergurl1990! You gave me my first review!
I'm probably going to type my next chapter tomorrow, so look for it!