Violet Parr sat in her room, watching the world go by outside her window. It was summer break, and Metroville was in the middle of a drought. The heat had risen up high enough, that moving seemed to take too much energy. Even Dash seemed to slow down considerably. All of Violet's friends were either on family vacations or at some kind of camp. Not even her boyfriend, Tony, was in town. Off on a trip to Europe, he was.
The only retreat from the humid air was to go into the house, and sit in front of the air conditioner.
Even then, the heat began to over power Violet. Drowsiness took a hold of her, and she soon found herself slipping into bed. Soon she was sound asleep.
It was sometime in the afternoon when she awoke. It was a lot cooler, a lot less humid. Feeling reenergized, Violet went down stairs. The rest of her family seemed to regain their energy as well, because they could be seen coming together from the coolest places of the house.
Sitting down, Violet picked up the paper. Though she didn't often read the news, she did so on day such as this.
"Hmm," she said to her self while reading an article.
"What is it, Vi?" her mother asked walking over to her.
"It says here, in this article that there was an explosion last night, around eleven," Violet says as her father looks over her shoulder, "the explosion seems to have originated in a warehouse, one that has been abandoned for years."
"That's odd," Bob says, "There was not anything of value to blow up."
"Yeah, and no one was thought to be in the warehouse at the time it blew up," Violet pointed out
"Do they know why it blew up?" Dash asks running in.
"It doesn't say, they don't know," she studied the article for several minutes.
"I'd say it was a accident," Helen says bringing the dinner in from the kitchen.
"Yeah, something like that," Violet puts the paper away, and soon the whole family forgets the explosion. Though they did not know it then, but their lives would soon be altered by the origin of that explosion.
A car drives up to the gate at the Mode Estate. It is black, and in the style that the government often prefers in their vehicles. The driver's window steadily lowers.
"Do you have an appointment?" The guard comes on the screen.
The driver, a man with dark hair, a mustache and sunglasses, holds up a badge barring the initials PTB.
"We'd like a few words with Ms. Mode," he puts his badge away.
"Yes, sir. Right away," the guard quickly opens the lazar gate, while trying to get a glance at the other person in the car.
The second man, a blond also wearing glasses, gave the guard a glare. The car then continued up to the house.
Edna led them to her front room, offering them some coffee when they had sat down.
"What, can I do for you, dahling?" Edna asks.
"I am Agent Vanders," the blond man says, "and this is Agent Khan."
He points to the other agent.
"We're here, to ask you to make a suit of a Super," the dark haired one says.
"I just can't make a suit for anyone, I have to know who. Measurements and ability features you know, dahling" Edna cuts in.
The blond haired man takes out a computer and places it on the table. Edna attention focuses upon it with utmost attention.
"There is a prophecy about a girl Super," the blond man says pressing a button on the computer, turning it on.
"We have divinators that have foretold of her centuries ago, but she didn't come to our notice until now," the black haired man explained, "We recorded the foretelling, and thought you might enjoy hearing it."
Edna's eyes light up as a figure appears as a hologram above the computer. It was a man, dressed in a cloak, his face barely visible.
"I am Seer, I foresee all."
"I know he is a little corny but keep listening, it gets better," the blond interrupted.
"I see a girl, dark hair, and bright eyes. She shall be the one to bring the world to peace. The one to finally defeat the ultimate evil. Through her, shall come the end of darkness and despair. I also see, that if left alone, this girl shall become either evil, fighting against the good until good fails, or she shall become a withering Violet. Only by the help of another, shall she prevail over evil. And when…"
The blond man turns of the computer replacing it inside his pocket.
"So you see, that is whom you shall make it for," the dark haired man says, "For…"
"Violet Parr, I know dahling," Edna cuts him off.
"Uh, yeah." The agent says taken aback a little.
"Very well, I shall start on the suit," Edna stands up and begins to escort them to the door, "Is there anything else?"
"One more thing," the blond stops, "Under the circumstances, we must tell you, that it is not to your benefit to repeat this information you just received to anyone. Including Violet. Not yet."
"I understand, farewell dahling," Edna watches them leave and quickly heads down to her laboratory. In which, she began creating the super suit.
A/N: Sorry if "E" is OOC, but she is a hard character, you know. Tried to get the darling's in. Ah well, please review.