AN: Thank you so much for your kind reviews! I am so sorry about my typo's. After I finish this story I will clean out all those nasty typo's. But in the mean time, I hope you don't mind the typo's I make. Editing just takes longer for my to update my stories, so I usually just skip that process all together. So please forgive me.

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Time has melted away since the incident with Syndrome. Violet was now in highschool. She looked same as she did before. Every once and a while, Violet will reflect on that victorious day when her family beat Syndrome. In some sense, she felt rather guilty for what happened to Syndrome. But then her reasonable side told her that it was for the best, after all, he tried to kill her and her family. And she was sure if he was successful in destroying them, that he would have no remorse.

But sometimes she wondered what could have happened to him to cause him to turn into a villain. She had asked her father before, but he never gave her a complete answer. All she knew was that he was an acquaintance of her dad from a long time ago, and he then told her that it was not important anymore because he is gone now and it's in the past. But the thought still bothered her every so often.

Violet now sat in her room pouring over her History book, trying to concentrate on the boring contents stored in it. Her head pounded with frustration, and she chewed on her pencil for concentration. The cells in her brain just seemed to refuse to comprehend what she was reading anymore. So taking a short break, Violet stepped out of her room for a snack.

The house was loud, as usual. Jack-Jack was bursting into flames again while throwing a temper tantrum and Helen was trying to calm him down. Dash seemed to be missing, most likely out doors playing soccer with his friends. And her father seemed to be no where in sight. Fighting crime with Frozone no doubt.

Violet pulled the refrigerator door open to discover the goodies inside. There was a box of pizza on the bottom row. Looking over her should to make sure that her mother was still occupied with Jack-Jack, she took a slice of pizza from the box and took it back to her room without her mother being aware of it. The pizza was still cold, but cold pizza to Violet tasted just as well as a warm pizza.

Finally with her enthusiasm to study again, she sat back down and bore her eyes into the text. A smile crossed her lips. This test was going to be a piece of cake. She had been studying all night. And she was confident that she remembered everything she needed for tomorrow, so she decided to call it quits for the night.

Shutting the book, she walked outside her room again. Jack-Jack was under control now. But her mother had a worried look on her face. "Hey mom, what's wrong?" Violet asked.

"Oh, its just your father and brother haven't came home yet and its nearly a quarter after seven. They were suppose to be home by now."

"I'll go look for them while you watch Jack-Jack." Violet offered.

"No honey. I think I would prefer if I went to go find Bob and Dash while you watch over Jack-Jack."

"But momm." Violet whined, wanting desperately to leave the house, even for a few minutes.

"Very well, you're a big girl, you go, I'll stay." She said.

"Okay. Be back soon." Violet promised, and ran out the front door.

"Teenagers.." Helen muttered, shaking her head.

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Violet walked through all the parks she figured she would see Dash at. But there was still no sign of hide nor hair of him. She sighed drastically, while walking across the grounds of a wide open park. There was no one playing on the fields. It was completely clear. The color of green in the grass was fading away into brown. Leaf's were beginning to detach themselves from the limbs of trees, as her feet walked on top of the dead leaf's it made them crunch under the sole of her shoes.

A smile pursed her lips, she just loved Fall. The different color of leaf's on the trees excited her for some particular reason. The weather was at the perfect temperature for Violet's liking. And the sun didn't come out as much. Violet didn't particularly like being in the sun, which might be the cause of her being so pale like a ghost. The sun was also attracted to the dark clothing she wore a lot. Back in middle school she used to just wear all black, until she met Tony. They dated for about 1 month, and he cheated on her with one of her friends. That was men for you.

Highschool dating for Violet wasn't much different than Junior High. She had only been withfour guys, and they all either broke up with her for someone else, cheated on her with someone else, or they said that the love they had just got old. Very typical. Violet wasn't remotely interested in any other guys after that. Highschool flings was dull in her perspective. Couples would date, then break up. What was the point in that? It's senseless behavior in her opinion. But what did she know? She has never been in true love before. But perhaps one day, she will. Just not with an idiotic Highschool punk.

With her eyes searching aimlessly for her sibling, she still could not find him. Giving up, she walked back in the opposite direction in which she was going. The temperature dropped several degree's. The sky was getting darker. "Dad and Dash are probably home right now." She thought positively, wanting nothing more than to go home right now. She should have used the searching device to find them, but it's been having some difficulties lately, so Edna was fixing it. And she had no other source of communication with her, which was odd, for a super hero.

The walk back home was rather scary. Even for a super hero like her. The streets barely had any people. Violet was tempted to turn invisible to feel more safe, but she decided not to act like a baby. She walked home from schoolin the dark before. How was this time any different. Th

"I must have taken a wrong turn somewhere.." Violet said to herself when she reached a street that was unfamiliar to her.

Her eyes surveyed the area cautiously. Her senses told her that she shouldn't be here. Her surroundings were dark and murky, she walked past a phew homeless people who were in some serious need of a bath. This was the type of place where a young girl like her could get raped at, or worse, killed. These parts of the cities was where innocent people got mugged just by passing though.

"This is just peachy.."

She let out a exasperated sigh and decided to turn back around. That was until, she spotted someone familiar. Someone with white-blonde hair streaked by quickly, not even noticing her. It was Syndromes old apprentice, Mirage. But what on earth was she doing here?

Curiosity took the best of her. Turning invisible she silently followed closely behind Mirage, watching carefully for anything that she could possibly step on to make some kind of noise. She tried to contain the sound of her footsteps and her breathing. A couple times Mirage would slow down, and look around suspiciously. Violet almost wondered if she had heard her or not, so she forced herself to stop breathing all together. Until of course, she had to take in some air in order to stay conscious.

"What could Mirage be up to?" Violet wondered. "Could she be working for a new villian? ... or maybe she retired after Syndrome died. After all, according to dad. She saved our lives. Well I guess I'll find out."

She followed Mirage to a old abandoned building. At first, Violet hesitated on following. What if there was danger in there? If there was then her family wouldn't be able to save her. Since she was alone.

"No, I can take care of myself." She told herself with a positive attitude. Though she could not hide how scared she felt. Then she got scared for a split second, and was beginning to walk away. "No." She mused. "I will not be a coward. I'm going in. Mirage is up to something... I can feel it....mom and dad will understand. Hopefully."

Despite the danger of it, Violet followed Mirage inside the old building.

A/N: Hehe, cliffhanger. Sorry if this chapter was kinda boring. But I promise that it will get more interesting. If you do not like Violet/Syndrome, I would stop reading this story now. Just warning you. And also, if you want to flame me, flame me. It's not going to stop me from continuing this story.

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