HELLO!
ok last chapter i forgot to answer to reviewers. so i will now!
Irishpiratess: lol yes i did realize after i wrote this that it looked oddly familiar to CCR. and that would make sense cus CCR inspired me to write this cus it is like one of my fav stories (as u well know sami) and i first started writing this for my own amusement. so a couple ideas in the beggining look the same, but i promise that the story wont be. oh and dont worry sam, Evelyn is exactly like me except for the fact that im definately not like her at all. i made her up, her and her miserable family. her life hasta be bad for later on in the story.PLOT POINT!lol luv ya lots! ps. fine, she isnt a mary sue...
dyu123: UPDATING UPDATING UPDATING UPDATING! lol yea the story is depressing. but it will get better!
Deception king: im glad that your enjoying the story, and i haveta say that i really love your work. its very well done!
thanx to all my reviewers! I LOVE YOU GUYS! sobs ...gets over it
ok on to the story!
Evelyn sat at the computer, staring at the screen, yet not really seeing anything at all...
A crashing sound from downstairs told her that her mother was yet again drunk and breaking one thing or another. Evelyn sighed. She would have to pick up her mess. But not now.. Now all she wanted was to be alone.
She pulled out her old stereo, still amazed that the old thing worked. Not really caring what cd was to be played, she just pressed the big start button and listened.
What she heard was enough to bring a new wave of tears.
"Blackbird singing in the dead of night, take these broken wings and learn to fly...all your life, you have only waited for this moment to arise..."
It was her lullaby. The one her father sang to her in the wee hours of the morning, when she couldn't get to sleep. It was one of the fonder memories of her father that she held. She started to sing along with the song, her voice wavering constantly.
"Blackbird singing in the dead of night, take these sunken eyes and learn to see, all your life...you were only waiting for this moment to be free...black bird fly, blackbird fly, into the light of the dark black night..."
A small smile spread across her tearful features. The white album always made her smile, no matter how she felt. She played the song over and over again, till she thought she could cry no longerThen she wiped her tears away, and went down to put her mother to bed.
After what seemed like years of pacing and staring out windows (he really needed a hobby or two.) Syndrome was finally greeted with good news.
The first bit was that two of his henchmen told Syndrome that Bomb Voyage had finally decided to join Syndrome with his plot of revenge. Usually Syndrome worked alone, not wanting any other help from any kind of villain that posed the threat of overtaking his place, but after Syndromes plan of wiping out the supers was thrown back in his face, he realized that he would find strength in numbersSo he contactedone of the few remaining villains that was not currently serving time in a high security prison: Bomb Voyage.
Syndrome had decided he would team up with him in the destruction of the supers, starting with the Incredibles, and then he'd probably end up killing off Bomb Voyage. He'd have no use for him.
The second bit of good news was that he had information on this Lonely Raven person: her name was Evelyn O'Hara, she lived in south boston, and was currently in her junior year, with one of the top records in her class. Syndrome had been very pleased with this news, not only would she hopefully accept being taken away from her home, but she was also intelligent. Which would be a relief from what mirage was. She might've been able to follow and carry out orders, but she couldn't form any type of blueprint or even assist in creating an invention if her life depended on it. He saw new hopes in this Evelyn girl. he saw hopes, and a promising future.
So, the minute he got this good news, he wrote down the address of Evelyn's home, and ordered one of his pilots and a few guards to accompany him on retrieving his new right hand woman.
K thats the next chapter, and there might be a bit of a wait for an update, cus... i need to catch up with the writing of this story, sadly i was focused on my other story, which isnt getting reviews, which is making me sad. so REVIEW THIS STORY! and then ill feel much better!
the song in this chapter is called BlackBird, from the beatles white album. and i will take this time to say that the beatles rock my socks.