Disclaimer: If Pixar is pissed with me writing fanfics about the Incredibles, they can't sue me. They have to sue themselves for making such cool movies.

Writer's Note: I'm going to try and manage my writing better, so that every other day I'll be typing on one of the stories I'm writing. No promises though, and most likely no updates over weekends. My home computer doesn't have the Internet, so the most I'll be able to do is write the chapters, which means a huge update on Mondays! Yay! Still no promises though, as I DO have better things to do than write.

Zacathia sat outside Alex's room, asleep. She hadn't moved from this spot since she had found Alex on the rooftop. It had only been a few hours, but she hadn't eaten either. She kept muttering things in her sleep, like not Alex, please not him, and Buddy… don't leave me… The guards paid no attention to her, knowing that she'd give anything for Buddy to come back. She didn't care about what he did in the past anymore, she simply wanted her babies father back.

A guard walked up to Zacathia, tapping her on the shoulder. She didn't wake up, so he shook her lightly. That woke her up, and she almost jumped up when she did.

There's something on the TV you'll want to see ma'am. The guard signed to her. She rubbed the sleep out of her eyes and nodded.

Okay, thank you. She signed back.

Channel 6 news, you might want to come with me to see it. She nodded, he was right. The guards usually were. She made sure they were smart, so that if anything happened to her one of them could take over.

She followed the guard, slowly at first but then faster as they got farther away from Alex's room. They turned into the large mess hall where the TV was blasting. It showed a picture of a building, on which two men were standing, both of which seemed strangely familiar.

"The stand-off is still underway, with one of the men holding a large oil tanker over the street below. He is using a sort of blue energy that makes the tanker weightless. The second man is doing nothing at the moment, but reporters say that police are telling all civilians to stay in their houses, that they will handle this themselves. We go live to Marianna Bachinsky who is live at the location of the stand-off." They then changed pictures to a young woman with wavy blonde hair who was holding a microphone.

"Thank you Starr, I am here Live with Colonel Jackson of the local armed forces. Is there anything that we should know about those two men up there?"

"We believe we know the identity of one of them, but we've been told not to release his name as of yet. The other one is a complete unknown. What we do know is that they are both Supers, which could lead to bad things for all of us."

"What are their demands?"

"They have a few, but they said not to reveal them to the public. The unknown one said 'Because it's none of their damn business.' To quote him directly."

"Thank you Colonel Jackson. Back to you Starr." The camera then zoomed in on the two men on the building, and Zacathia felt like the floor had fallen out from underneath her. She turned around, and picked up the phone on the wall and punched in three numbers. That allowed her to make a base-wide announcement.

"All ranking personnel are to report to my office immediately with four of their best officers." She said into the receiver, then slamming it back onto the hook as she stormed out of the room.

"At least now I know where Buddy is." She said to herself.

Zacathia stood in her office in front of a large group of her best officers. She had five ranking officers currently, so she had twenty people in her office. It was a good thing it was a big office.

"I don't know what to say, so I'll simply say this. None of you take any orders from Buddy Pine anymore. Do not tell anyone this, as he is most likely going to try and get some people to leave this complex to join him. You are a select few that will be stationed throughout the base to try and take him down. Your CO's will tell you where you are to go, so all non-ranking personnel please step outside for a moment, I need to say something to them that only they can hear." She said nervously. She didn't want to have to send her entire staff in to take Buddy down, as she didn't want him dead.

Everyone but her five ranking officers left the room obediently.

"What is it ma'am?" One of them asked. They were the only five officers on the base that could talk.

"You five need to come with me." She said. "But first, I want you to split your people into groups of two, and send them to these ten stations on the base." She said, handing them a slip of paper. It had written on it ten key parts of the base that Buddy would most likely try and get people from. "Tell your people to give you a report every four days. I want to exactly when he comes." She said through clenched teeth.

"Yes ma'am!" They all said, saluting her. They took the paper and started talking amongst themselves, putting people they knew worked well together, and keeping people that didn't get along as far away from each other as possible. When they were done, they left momentarily to tell everyone where to go, and then came back for their orders.

"We're going to the stand off." She said, not needing to say anything else. They knew why without asking.

They pulled up in an old ford truck; Zacathia and her officers sitting on the edges of the truck bed dressed in army camo suits. When the truck stopped Zacathia was the only one to jump out, her officers waiting for her order to come out. They didn't even know if they were needed yet. They probably were, but they always thought the worst thing could happen, that way if it did, they were prepared for it.

Zacathia walked up to the man who was ordering people around. He turned around to see who she was, and then saluted her, and she saluted back.

"I've brought my ranking officers to help, and I think I may know the names of both those men up there. I may be able to help bring them down." She said to him. He nodded to her, looking at the state of her men.

Zac looked back at her men and waved them over. They jumped out of the truck bed and walked over to Zacathia, saluting. Zacathia saluted back, along with the colonel.

"We can use all the help we can get." The colonel said, motioning for them all to follow. He lead them into a tent, where there were more important-looking people. Some were dressed in military uniform, some dressed in civilian clothes. There was one person with a white lab coat and geeky glasses.

"Who's she?" The guy in the lab coat asked, adjusting his glasses. Zac thought she recognized him, but ignored the feeling.

"My name is Zacathia. Zac for short. And you are?" She asked, her arms crossed. She looked threatening, especially with her five officers standing behind her. The man obviously thought so too, because he didn't say any smart remarks after that.

"The name's D.J." The scientist replied, extending his arm. Zac smiled and shook it.

"What's it short for?" She asked. Everyone in the tent smiled. Some started to laugh even. D.J. covered his face with his hand, embarrassed to answer.

"Answer the lady DJ." The colonel said, smiling.

"It's none of her business." DJ answered. "We have more important matters to deal with, like th tanker currently suspended in mid-air."

"Yes, I think I know the men up there. One, the guy not doing anything, is called Outcast. The other one is Buddy Pine." Zacathia said, one of her officer's touched her shoulder as she tensed up, holding back the tears.

"Is there a problem?" One of the people asked, looking at her worriedly. Zac shook her head, she was okay. She had to be, for Alex.

"How do you know them?" DJ asked.

"Outcast kidnapped a friend of mine a few day's ago, who I found today. Buddy Pine is my husband and co-worker." Zac replied. No one said anything, most people looked worriedly at each other. DJ was the only person who looked at Zacathia, understanding in his eyes.

"Maybe you can talk him down." DJ said, the first to break the silence. Zac nodded, and started to turn around, but then stopped.

"I think you should know, Buddy and Outcast are both supers. I don't know Outcast's powers, but I do know Buddy's. He has the power to control Electronics. The most I've ever seen him do is electrocute some boys using some batteries from a discman." Zacathia said, and then left.

She went to the base of the building, and looked up. It was an office building, that was to be certain. The large glass windows showed that.

"What are we going to do ma'am?" Her 2IC asked.

"We're going in." She replied.

"If you're going in, I'm coming with you!" Said someone behind them. Zac looked around, to see DJ. He had taken off his glasses and labcoat. Underneath, he was wearing black cargo pants and a camo t-shirt.

"You can't come." She said simply.

"I can help you!" He whined. "I know what I'm doing!"

"How? You don't even know what I'm doing!" She said, pushing him backwards.

"You don't even know what your doing! Plus, I'm not letting someone that's younger than me take on a couple of madmen!" DJ said, pushing her back. "Plus, if he attacks you I can help hold him off."

"My men can hold him off. I could hold him off." Zac said. "I have held him off before, more than once."

"I'm still coming with you, whether you like it or not." He said with his arms crossed defiantly.

Zac could see she was getting nowhere arguing with him, so she simply ignored him and had her men follow her into the building and up the stairs. It was a fairly large building, so they paced themselves. At the same time though, they went up the stairs as fast as they could. It took them fifteen minutes to get up to the rooftop.

The didn't burst out, that could surprise Buddy and cause him to drop the tanker, something they didn't want to happen. Instead, they opened it slowly.

"Well, we were starting to wonder if you'd ever arrive. Oh! And you brought some help along with you, little do you know one of your little helpers has quite the family history." Outcast said, facing her. Buddy couldn't turn around, so he just grinned manically at her.

"Buddy! Put the Oil tanker down! It's okay, Outcast can't do anything to you!" Zac shouted at Buddy. He simply laughed.

"I know that! You think I'd be doing this otherwise? If anything, I'm making him do this!" Buddy laughed, causing the tanker to move up and down a little. "And my name isn't Buddy. It's Syndrome. You of all people should know that!"

"But you said-"

"I was delirious my dear girl! And if you ask nicely, Outcast may let you and dear Marie join up with us, god knows whatever powers she has would be put to good use." Syndrome said happily.

"Buddy! You don't want to do this! We've been friends forever!" Zacathia said to him.

"Well we aren't anymore. Hope your 'friends' down there can run fast!" Syndrome laughed, turning off the energy beam and going to fly away, with Outcast piggybacking.