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Robert Parr looked over at his daughter with a frown. "No, Vi," he replied. "Your mother and I agreed. You are grounded. This means no patrol, too."

Violet Parr frowned at this, but did not argue…yet.

Parr knew his daughter. He knew her well enough to add, "And no using your powers to sneak out later to go patrolling on your own. You stay here and work on your schoolwork."

At this, Violet lost it. "You don't let me do anything! Just because I was late home one day, you take away everything from me!"

Parr shook his head, not even realizing he was raising his voice. "Not just because you were late getting home! Yesterday, we lost the villain we were chasing because you weren't listening to us in the middle of a battle! Not only that, but innocent people got hurt because of it, too! Now, go to your room!"

Violet couldn't take any more of this. Her usually easygoing father was being so mean to her. She ran out of the living room with a wordless cry.

Helen Parr came into the living room, a frown on her face. "Bob, don't you think you were a little harsh on her just now? I know we agreed to punish her, but isn't yelling at her like that a little extreme?"

Bob nodded. "I know, but she just doesn't seem to understand," he replied, already sorry for his behavior. "I'll go apologize after she has a chance to calm down."

Helen smiled. "After we patrol then. Let's get going."

The two, along with 11-year-old Dash, left to patrol their home as Elastigirl, Dash, and Mr. Incredible, the world-famous team of the Incredibles, not knowing it would be too late by the time they got back.

As the Incredibles left their home, Violet was in her room, crying over her father's anger. What exactly ran through her mind couldn't b put into words, but if it could, it would boil down to a single statement. "They don't want me, and they don't want me as a superhero. So I won't be either." These were the exact words she said to herself, in fact, as she packed a backpack, leaving her super-suit lying on the bed along with a note she wrote reading

Dear mom and dad,

I know you're angry. I was wrong to not listen, and Dad was right. People did get hurt because of me. That's why I'm leaving. I'm not suited to be a superhero, or a member of this family. I'm going away. Maybe, when I'm ready, I'll return, but for now, it's goodbye.

Love,

Violet

Once she was packed, she went out of the window, her backpack in hand, and disappeared into the night., to return one day…if she chose.