Chapter 3:

"Vi?" said Dash as he went inside Violet's room. "Vi, is it true, do you really wanna quit?"
"Stay out of this twerp, or else I swear I'll pound you!"

Violet glared at Dash, she didn't want to talk to anybody about this yet, and she certainly doesn't want to talk about it with her brother. Dash, however, was being his usual self and was trying to make jokes out of it.

"Sitcks and stones may break my bones but—OUCH! Okay, they're already broken."

"OUT!" cried Violet as she prepared to fling another pillow at Dash. But he, being so quick, was out the door in less than a second.

Violet flung herself back on her bed and buried her face on her pillow. All I wanted was to be normal. I just wanna be one of the other kids. I can, can't I? I don't even want to have these powers! This is a curse…for along with the powers I am chained to the task of saving the innocent. Helping the powerless and saving all the people from villains. I'm sick of it. I hate being a super, from now on I promise to turn away and stop using my powers… from now on, I'll be normal.

With these words, she cannot stop the tears from flowing down her cheeks. Drops hit her pillow and she continued to sob. They all think it's easy, they all think it's cool, but it's not. I hate it! Having these stupid powers made my life miserable. It's hard enough to cope with school, with my friends, with everything! And yet, they present me with even more problems. I hate my family, I hate my life. Sometimes I wish that I'd just die! I want to escape from all this craziness!

Violet let her head drop on her pillow, still sobbing. And probably because of the exhaustion, her eyes closed slowly and she fell asleep.

Helen in her room, and cautiously sat on her bed. "Vi?" she called softly, "Vi? Are you awake?"

She looked at her sleeping daughter, who looked so peaceful. She stroked her face, and pulled a strand of hair out of her eyes. My poor baby, she thought, she's going through a lot now. I know she may be confused at this age, but I hope that it'll all turn out okay…I hope that she turns out okay.

She gave Violet a small kiss on the forehead and headed for the door. She then streched her arm more than a normal person could, and reached for the lamp. "Goodnight Vi."

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Violet was running late the next morning, so she hurriedly took a shower and went downstairs for breakfast.

"Good morning Vi," said her dad as she sat down at the table.

Her mother was making breakfast at the kitchen, which was adjacent the dining room. Dash was hurriedly slurping down his cereals while talking to his Dad, and Jack-jack as usual, was making a mess, throwing his food everywhere.

"Vi, why so quiet?" asked her mom as she reappeared from the kitchen.

She didn't say a word but merely shook her head and busied herself with her food.

Just then, Jack-jack suddenly threw his mashed banana across the room, towards Violet's direction. Violet instinctively threw her hands up in the air, and prepared to launch her forcefield. She, however, decided against it at the last minute for she wanted to prove to her family that she can manage just fine without her powers.

"Jack-jack! That was bad!" shouted her mother, "And Vi, why on earth didn't you put up your forcefield?"

"I told you mom, I don't wanna be a super!" answered Violet as she wiped some banana out of her eyes.

"Tee-hee…Violet! You look so stupid!" giggled Dash from the other side of the table, Violet shot him a look and he dashed off, "Gotta go to school! Don't wanna be late, ya know!"

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When Violet was walking home from school that morning. She stuffed a paper inside her backpack as she walked. It contained results from her latest exam, and she had gotten a D. "Why the hell did I fail?" she said to herself. But inside, she knew why. She was out fighting crime with her family that night, and she didn't have time to study for she was just too busy.

As she turned into an alley, she heard a gruff voice, "Shut up, just give me your money if you want to live."

Violet stopped dead in her tracks, it sounded like the person being attacked really needed help. She slowly peeked around the wall to see what was happening, and saw two men—college kids maybe, pointing knives at a wealthy-looking man in a suit.

They don't even have guns. I can take on them easily. And Violet instinctively started becoming invisible. Wait, I can't. I promised that I wouldn't use my powers. Violet didn't know what to do, but the man as really in trouble. So she just tried to think what any normal person would do. She got out her cellphone and dialed 911.

Author's note: Sorry if it took so long, I've been really busy. I know this chapter's just really short, but I promise I'll do better next time.