THE VOICES IN MY HEAD HAVE TRIED TO CONVINCE ME THAT I OWN THE INCREDIBLES, IT IS UNTRUE, SO THEY HAVE FAILED
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"I can't believe I went along with this."
Ben flashed a quick smile at the thin air that had spoken. "It worked, didn't it?"
Violet rolled her (now invisible) eyes as she responded, "That's yet to be seen. We're in this meeting now, but that doesn't mean that we'll find out what's going on, or that we'll be able to stop it."
"Well if you're just going to be negative about it, then we may as well give up."
"That's not what I meant." Violet sighed, her invisible shoulders relaxing. "I'm sorry, I'd still be moping around doing nothing if not for you. Thanks for trying to help."
"Don't mention it, or at least, not until we find out how much my help can do." Ben turned to face her directly, as far as he could tell. "As long as I have anything to do with it, everything's going to be o... kay?" Ben had attempted to rest his hand on Violet's shoulder, as a gesture of comfort. His eyes widened in confusion as his hand was slapped away in mid-air. "Something wrong?"
"Not exactly, just, don't touch me."
"Huh?"
"I'm not dressed."
Ben flushed a deep crimson as comprehension of what Violet said slowly dawned on him. "You're... not... what?"
Violet was not sure what shade her cheeks were, though she could feel them burning as she confirmed, "Dressed. I'm not dressed. I didn't bring my super suit to school with me."
Seeing the confused look on Ben's face, Violet felt the need to clarify, "I can't turn my normal clothes invisible, and I didn't bring my suit to school, so I had to undress or else people would be able to see my clothes floating around in mid-air. Understand?"
Ben brought his hand up to scratch the back of his neck as sweat-drops formed on his forehead. "Sure, great. Just make sure you stay invisible 'till you have your clothes back on, alright?"
"Definitely."
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Violet and Ben made their way toward the back of the auditorium, away from the main seating area. As the other people attending the meeting found seats, Violet was stunned by the sheer numbers.
Leaning over to put herself as close to Ben as she dared, she whispered, "There's more than three-quarters of the student body here!"
Ben nodded his agreement, but hushed, "I think the meeting is starting."
Violet turned toward the stage to see Tony walking across it. The boy stopped at the podium set up in the center, bowed, then spoke out in a clear voice, "The first meeting of the S.A.S.S.I. has now officially started!"
The main bulk of people cheered emphatically, and Violet began muttering to herself. "Okay, it's started. Can you tell us what it is now?"
Tony began his speaking with thanks to all the different people who had helped to claim use of the auditorium, setup stage, and other random acts. He then began a long-winded intro to whatever the meeting was about, and Violet realized that he was purposefully dragging his speech out simply to hear the sound of his own voice; she was starting to nod off by the time that he finally got to the point.
"Too long have the supers been living among us! Too long have they crept along, hiding in the shadows! It's time for us to reveal them as the true super-freaks that they are!" Tony stopped for a few seconds, allowing the audience to applaud, then continued, "These supers have been hiding among us, right under our noses, pretending to be normal! My ex-girlfriend, Violet Parr, was one of them." He stopped again, this time for the gasps and exclamations of disbelief. "I went out with her for years, never having any idea what she actually was!" (Wow, he's almost as good at the dumbatic effect as The Psychiatrist was! Oops, sorry again, it's still supposed to be dramatic.)
"People have a right to know who it is that walks beside them! People have a right to know who works beside them, who eats beside them, who goes on dates with them! But how are they going to know these things? They are going to know these things, because we will tell them."
The crowd hung on Tony's every last word as he explained his entire plan, how they were to reveal all the supers identities and fulfill everyone's (non-existent) right to know about who the supers actually were.
"We know now that Violet Parr is actually the super heroine, Violet, from the Incredibles team. That, combined with the already known fact that the Incredibles are a family, tells us that her father Robert Parr, is actually the super, Mr. Incredible. Also, her mother, Helen Parr, is actually Elastigirl, and her brother Dash is the super known as Dash."
A person in the audience cried out in alarm, "Wait! Isn't Dash Parr the star runner on the junior high track team?"
"He is," Tony answered. "And that's why we have to tell everyone about the supers' identities! All the other kids on that team are normal, they work hard to become fast enough to be on the team, then do their best to stay on it. Dash, however, doesn't have to! If we, the normal people, do not know who the supers are, then how are we going to keep them from taking advantage of us? All the normal kids on that team had to work to get where they were, all Dash had to do was use his powers!"
The auditorium became filled with indignant muttering, but was quickly silenced as Tony began to speak again. "That's why we have to tell the world what we know. We know who the Incredibles are, and how they use their powers to give themselves unfair advantages. It is our duty, then, as normal people, to reveal our knowledge. We need to tell everyone who the Incredibles are, but not just the Incredibles! We need to find out who all the supers are, and reveal them all! REVEAL THE SECRET IDENTITIES!!"
It became a chant, echoed across the auditorium by everyone present, and Violet began to be afraid that it actually might happen. The meeting had suddenly become an angry mob, and if hundreds of angry students suddenly poured out of it and began telling everyone they met, the very least that would happen is that her and her family would no longer have secret identities.
Violet again leaned towardsBen, and spoke in a voice only just audible over the noise of the crowd, "So, we know what they're planning to do now, how do we stop it?"
Ben turned in his chair to face the direction of Violet's voice. "I may have an idea, but I'm not sure if it will work."
"That's more than I have. If your idea doesn't work will I be any worse off than I am now?"
"No, I don't think so. It'll either work perfectly, or have no effect at all."
"Then what do you want me to do?"
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