Robert Parr looked upon the pictures hanging on his study wall. They were reminders of his past, of the great things he accomplished. Before he was Bob Parr, loving father and husband, he was Mr. Incredible, hero to millions. It had been three years since the Syndrome incident that led to the Supers being unbanned. Mr. Incredible was able to come out of hiding and once again save lives from the scum of the city. With his family by his side, Bob Parr had everything he wanted...or so he thought.

Bob opened a locked drawer on his desk and pulled out a large yellow envelope. He opened the metal tab on the top and slid out a bunch of pictures, drawings and letters. He held up one of the pictures...a picture of a young Mr. Incredible and a young boy...a boy who was his biggest fan....Buddy Pine. Bob couldn't help to think...what if he would have just let Buddy help him? What if he just let him be Incrediboy? Mr. Incredible made a decision long ago and who paid for it? Gazerbeam and all the other Supers...they paid with their lives. If Mr. Incredible would have just...if he would have just...

He was lucky...if he and Lucius hadn't been moonlighting, Mirage would have never discovered him. He would have never have been invited out to Nomanisan and Lucius could have been dead. If there was any saving grace in this whole debacle, it was that those most important to him...Helen, Violet, Dash, Jack-Jack and Lucius were all still alive. But still, what about all of those who never met Buddy, who had never done a single thing to him... It always came back down to that. It haunted him, consumed him.

Bob looked down at the mess of pictures on his desk...a picture of him and Gazerbeam...the picture of him and Buddy...a newspaper clipping about the Supers being banned...a picture of Helen and him on their wedding day surrounded by their Super friends. They were always here for him, but he brought them death. No....not him...Syndrome brought it to them...but he was still at fault. If he had only.....

"What if...?"

Before he could finish his thought, a knock came at the study door and Bob rushed to hide everything back in the envelope.

"What is it?", Bob asked as he rushed to hide the envelope in his desk.

"Bob, it's time for dinner. C'mon, your steak is getting cold."

It was his loving wife Helen. No matter how bad things got, one little smile from her and everything was alright in his world. Bob stood up from his chair, but raised the envelope out of the desk one more time. He slid the wedding picture and the picture of him and Buddy out of the envelope and lowered his head.

"I'm.....sorry..."

Bob slid them back into the drawer and locked it. Steak sure sounded pretty good right about now...


Violet Parr couldn't help but stare at the rain pouring down outside. It was times like these that she used to crawl up on her bed and cry herself to sleep...times when she used to despise her damned powers and just wanted to be normal. That was before she learned to embrace the gift that was her birthright. That was before she helped bring down the psychotic villian Syndrome and his Omnidrome machine.

If it wasn't for her powers, her family may have never escaped from Nomanisan Island. If it wasn't for her powers, her brother would have died...both on the island and in the battle with the Omnidroid. If it wasn't for her powers, who knows how many innocents could have been injured in the years after. Back then, Violet just wanted to be a normal girl. Luckily for everyone, fate had other plans. Invisigirl was the newest superhero sensation. She learned that maybe being normal wasn't what she really wanted. She had everything she had ever wanted and more; a loving family, overwhelming fame and an adoring boyfriend. Nothing could go wrong. Nothing...or so she thought.

"Violet....I love you, but I don't think this is going to work out. I don't know how to explain it. It's not you, it's me. I'm sorry." She can't get those words to stop running through her head over and over and over again. Those were the last words that Tony said to her before walking away...walking right out of her life. What had she done wrong? Was she too controlling? Was she not there enough for him? What caused him to rip her heart out and crush it right there? Why couldn't she be happy? Thanks to the heroics of her family, thousands of people have had happy endings. What about her?

The tears started to stream down Violet's cheeks. She didn't want to cry, but she had been holding it in all day. She still hadn't told her parents about the breakup. She should have at least told her mother. She would have understood, would have consoled her. Her mother always knew what to say to make everything alright in her world, so why didn't she say anything? Why did she hide it?

Lightning started to illuminate the sky as Violet curled up in a ball on her bed and just let it all come pouring down. The tears were starting to soak her pajamas, but she couldn't stop. Tony was her first kiss, her first love...and now he's gone. A knot began to form in her stomach and Vi felt like she might just throw up. This heartbreak was so overwhelming, it was killing her. She just desired for the suffering to stop.

"Please God...make it stop."

A knock came on her door and Violet quickly wiped the tears from her eyes and tried to put on a smile.

"Yes?"

"Violet, it's time for dinner. Hurry up before it gets cold."

It was her mother. She wanted to say something, anything to get her to make the pain go away...but she couldn't.

"Be right there mom."

Violet turned to a picture of Tony and her and lay it down on her dresser. She wasn't hungry, but she would have to eat just to make it seem like nothing was wrong. Still, why didn't she say anything?


Helen Parr watched as the rest of the Parr clan slowly entered the dining room. She was concerned with Bob and Violet. She wasn't exactly sure what was wrong with them, but she was sure she could get it out of them at dinner. Bob sat at the table and went straight to his newspaper while Violet just stared at the wall. The front door closed as good old Dash came home just when he usually does...an hour late.

Dash sniffed the air and quickly ran to the dinner table.

"Mmmmmmm....steak. The Dash loves him some steak."

Well, at least one of them was still normal...as normal as the Parrs could be. Helen finished scooping the mashed potatoes onto everyones plates and then took them to the table. She sat to feed, who, even at three and a half now, was still a handful. It was now or never.

"So, Vi, how was your day?"

Violet just stared at her steak and didn't even look up.

"You know, same old, same old. Nothing new to talk about."

Helen knew better than that. She could read her daughter like an open book.

"Are you sure? You father and I were concerned that something was wrong....weren't we Bob?"

Bob continued to read his paper and didn't respond.

"Weren't we Bob?"

Still no response. Helen stretched across the table and snatched the paper from her husband, much to Jack-Jack's delight.

"WEREN'T WE BOB?"

"Yeah, what your mother something."

Helen just leaned back in her chair and glared at Bob.

"Speaking of which, you seem distracted Bob....everything ok?"

Bob just laughed. "Of course everything's fine. Just thinking of something I saw on the news earlier."

Dash stopped stuffing his face for one second to of course, break news the way that only Dashiell Parr can.

"Vi, why'd you have to break up with Tony? NOW who am I supposed to torture and harass?"

Violet could feel the tears swell up in her eyes. How could he say that, especially right now? How'd he find out?

"DASH!!!!!!! HOW COULD YOU???"

Violet darted from the table and went straight to her room and locked it behind her. Dash just turned to his mother and put a half-hearted smile on.

"Oops."

"Good going master of the tongue. Now I have to go clean this mess up."

Helen got up from the table and headed towards Violet's room. To tell the truth, she was glad Dash said something. One nut cracked and one more to go. As Helen left, the phone rang. Bob picked it up and heard a familiar voice at the end.

"Hey Rick, what's going on? Haven't heard from you in a while."

"Bob, we need you here now....all of you. Something major is going down."

"What is it?"

"I can't tell you on the phone. It's top secret, but something bad is happening. I've sent a transport to take you and your family to the airport. I'll meet you there and brief you on the plane."

"What about Jack-Jack, I can't just leave him here?"

"It's all taken care of Bob. I've already called someone who'll watch him. They're on their way. I'll see you when you get here Bob."

The phone cut off before he could say another word. Bob hung it up and turned to find Dash who was already in full Dash gear and was dancing around.

"We've got a mission....we've got a mission....lalalalalalala....we've got a mission."

"Well, I guess I better go tell your mom and sister"