AN: OMG! I can't believe I finally made this chapter. I'm so sorry about the dely. I've just been so busy, its not even funny. I just got a new boyfriend, that I really care about, and so I've been spending my time with him. My cousin ran away, school finals were coming up. Everything was just hell for me.
It's Christmas morning for me in Kansas. And as a gift to you, here is this chapter.
Disclaimer: I own nothing. -yawn-
It took time for Violet to shake herself from the thick cloud in her mind. She started to stir, and immediately realized that she was lying on a stone cold floor. Violet jerked, and her breathing became rapid from her shock of her whereabouts. Her eyes darted all around the foreign room. She was in a grey prison with iron bars.
Violet quirked a curious brow at the bars. It seemed all too simple for her to escape. She slowly rose to her feet, and reached out a hand for the bars. Her fingers inched closer and closer until she touched it. Then a wave of electricity shot through her entire body. Violet screamed, and fell back. Then the cell walls echoed with an evil laughter.
She knew the laughter all to well. But at first, she didn't think it could be possible. Until she lifted her gaze from the floor, into the eyes of an old foe.
Syndrome.
His lips twisted into his trademark smile, "I suppose you've noticed that my prison cells are made fool proof. Just perfect for the rest of your family, don't you think?"
Violet just glared.
"No? - But it's a special gift. Just for you, and the rest of the Incredible's."
"You led me here on purpose didn't you!" Violet shouted, finding strength to jump to her feet once more.
"Actually, it wasn't my intention until you willingly wondered into my lair. When my men saw you on the surveillance camera, I knew that you would be perfect to start off with."
Violets eyes darkened, "Leave my family alone." She said to Syndrome venomously.
Syndrome blinked his eyes, and then have a hardy laugh. Then he approached the cell, and his eyes pierced through hers. His stare sent shivers down her spine. She knew that she was under his mercy.
"I am going to have my revenge on you and your precious family... you all will regret meddling with my plans."
He turned his back to her, and started to walk away.
"We'll stop you." Violet said sternly, standing tall and straightening her shoulders.
He paused in his tracks, and without turning around said, "I doubt that."
XoX
Ms. Incredible paced back and forth by the front door. She kept irritably nibbling at her finger nails from being aggravated by her daughters disappearance.
"Should I go looking for her?" Bob asked his wife. They had been waiting for Violets return for 3 hours now.
Helen stopped, and looked in thought. "I think its best. But who will look after the kids?"
"You will of course." Bob said.
"What? No, I am going with you. She is my daughter too."
"Someone has to stay home and watch over Dash and Jack-Jack. Friesian and I have it handled."
Helen considered the possibilities for a moment. Then her shoulders sagged in defeat. "Very well. Its way past the children's bedtime, so I will stay here and watch over them while you go look for Violet. I just pray she is not in an moral danger."
"She better not be with any boys." Bob said stiffly. He knew what went through teenager girls brains twenty-four seven. Boys. The very thought sickened him. But this was all apart of his fatherly role.
"Enough Bob. I know Violet, and she wouldn't sneak off with some group of wild teenager boys." Helen debated, then thought about it for a moment, "well... maybe.
"Okay, that's it. I'm going right now." Bob said, and called up his old friend.
Dash ran into the room, and stood inches in front of his mom. Helen grabbed her heart, startled by his sudden appearance. Not wanting him to hear what his father was discussing with Friesian, she pulled him into another room.
"What is it sweetie?" Helen cooed.
"When is Violet coming home? I need to show her something cool!" Dash said, unaware of the seriousness of his sisters absence.
"Honey, she is-" Helen chose her words carefully, "She's having a late night study group with a bunch of friends. And she asked to stay over at Amy's house. You remember her friend Amy now don't you?"
"But it's a school night," Dash frowned, "You never let me stay over at a friends house on a school night."
"Well this is a different situation hun. They're studying."
"Yeah, studying boys." Dash said.
"Enough now. Your sister will not be home until morning or sooner."
Dash gave a devastated sigh and departed.
"At least I hope." Helen whispered to the empty room.
Xox
Violet shifted from her spot in a shadowy corner. She rubbed her hands over her arms to keep warm. The cell she was in was cold as ice, she could even see her own breath before her eyes. Violet's hands were numb from the cold, as well as the rest of her body. Earlier she tried to rock back and forth to keep her blood pumping at least, but now she had given up on any body movements.
Despite the cold, all she could think about was home and her family. A tear almost threatened to run down her cheek, but she forced it back. Just in case Syndrome or his goons were watching. She did not want him to see her weakness. Even though he knew them well.
The more she thought about her family, the more depressed she got. Her thoughts lingered for a while, then there was a squeak coming from beside her foot. Looking down, she saw a petite mouse sniffing at her shoe.
A small smile came across her lips. "H-hello li-itle g-guy." She stuttered from the cold.
The mouse cocked its head to the side, looking pathetically up at her with its beady little eyes. Then there was a sound of the cell door opening, and the mouse ran away. Violets attention went to the door.
Mirage stood there in the door, guards were behind her so Violet knew she couldn't escape even with the door wide open. Violet's mouth watered as she saw a plate of food in her hands.
"Here are your rations for today." Mirage said, and put the plate in front of Violet.
Violet looked at the small portion of food she was offered and crinkled her nose.
"I'm sorry." Mirage said.
Violet's eyes shot up, and looked into Mirage's sympathetic eyes. She felt like saying thank you, but her lungs wouldn't allow it.
"I will see if I can fetch you a blanket or not. You may be Syndrome's prisoner, but we can't have you die. Yet." With that, Mirage closed the door behind her and left with the guards.
Violet blinked at the blank space of air in which Mirage once stood. Was she for real? Was she honestly feeling sorry for her? Or was this apart of one of their twisted games. After all, Violet always thought that Mirage would be through with Syndrome after what he did. But since Syndrome is alive, why not beat the odds of Mirage returning to him?
She looked at her food knowing that if she didn't grab for it soon that it would be cold within seconds. So picking up her plate she scarfed down her meal like a ravage animal. Warmth returned to her body a little, and some of her strength came back as well. There was just a half of the food left, and she was just about to take a bite of it when the mouse scurried back to her. He looked up at her in a pathetic way like a dog did when begging for food.
Violet sighed in defeat, and offered the mouse the remains of her meal. "Enjoy." She said. And leaned against the corner of the wall again.
Just as she was getting settled in, Mirage returned. She threw in a blanket and left without a word. Violet swiped the blanket from the floor and wrapped it around herself. The blanket was already warm from wherever it came from, and her body felt relieved from the heat.
Violet yawned, and snuggled into the blanket. For 5 minutes she was comfortable, but then her thoughts kept lingering back to her family and how worried they must be for her. She wanted so bad to somehow tell them that she was alright. But Syndromes goons had stripped her of all her gadgets. So there was no possible way of contact. And to make things worse, they took away her super suit, and gave her grey rags to wear instead. She didn't know when this arrangement was made, but it must have been she was unconscious.
A sudden sound of a siren being set off pulled her out of her dream-like state. Guards were running about everywhere, and she heard just bits of what they were saying.
"There's an intruder at the entrance, we must hurry." Once guard said.
Violet gasped, and her heart soared. "Dad.."
A/N: I know, I know. There are many mistakes in this. But guess what! Its 1:05AM in the morning, and its Christmas morning! So this is like my Christmas gift to all of you. I hope you don't mind my typo's, because I am so tired. But I knew how much you guys have been wanting me to continue this. So I did work on it some. And maybe I will have 5 up before New Years. And I will edit this chapter later on.
So Merry Christmas to all! And a Happy New Years!