Michael's Confession
Valor and Invisigirl floated on the ocean they could see land was not far away.
"Violet, Nightmare's Island is just about half a mile away from our current position. We have to swim the rest of the way over there."
She didn't answer, but the two started to swim toward Nightmare's Island. They swam a little bit until they finally reached the island a couple minutes later. Soaked and drenched, the Super siblings crawled on to the sandy shore. Invisigirl sat along the beach. Valor went up to her.
"Uh, Violet? Are you okay?"
"Jerk!" she grunted.
Invisigirl made an immediate dash into the jungle. Valor sprinted after her. She didn't get very far because she tripped and fell thirty seconds after she entered the jungle. She tried to get to her feet. But Valor quickly drew his V Sword and once again lassoed her around her ankle. Invisigirl glared at him, grabbed a rock, and threw it at Valor. Valor transformed his other hand into his Dark Sword and sliced the stone in half. For many minutes, she would tempestuously throw rocks and sticks at her brother. Unfortunately, they would just get sliced up by the swordsman Super Hero. Finally, she stopped, both panting rather hard. Valor took off his helmet and placed it on the ground. He wiped his black hair. After he tied his bladed whip sword onto a tree, to ensure she doesn't try to make another escape attempt, Invisigirl took of her mask and began stroking her long black hair.
"Violet, look just let me say something." She refused to look at him. "Okay, I guess I'll be getting the firewood now." He started to walk away. "And don't even think about doing anything stupid." He threatened Violet.
Violet took her pink headband off her head. She placed it beside her. He long hair began to fall in front of her face. She sat with her arms and legs crossed. Minutes later, Michael came back with a bundle of firewood in his arms. He set it down. After he transformed his right hand into his Fire Sword, he set the firewood ablaze. Then he reverted his Fire Sword back to a normal hand. He went over to the tree that he fastened his V Sword around. He untied it around the tree and later, around Violet's ankle. Michael placed it back it in its sheathe. Michael sat on the ground, peering up at a night sky, filled with a sheet of stars and a white, bright full moon gazing down at them. A while of complete utter silence passed. The sound of the wind and nature could be heard. Finally, the quietness broke with the words of Michael.
"Violet come on. Talk to me." He implored.
"Jerk." She whispered.
"Violet, you don't understand."
"Oh, I understand Michael!" said a frustrated Violet, finally giving him a petrifying glare. "I understand that you didn't like Snug and you thought life would be a better place without him. You wouldn't even let me save him!"
"Violet, let me explain."
"You know Michael, you, out of all people, are the biggest, most selfish, most self-centered jerk I've ever known! All you ever care about is yourself and doing it your way!" Violet yelled. "I could've just go in the plane, put a force field around Snug and me, endure the pain that would come and we. . ."
"NO VIOLET PARR! YOU COULDN'T!" Michael roared. An echo of his voice was heard through out the jungle.
"What are you talking about?" wondered Violet.
"I didn't tell you the long story did I?" he asked. Violet shook her head. "Vi, do you know what was fired at us?"
"Yeah, just a torpedo. Any regular torpedo."
"Just a regular torpedo?" interrogated Michael.
"Well. . . a torpedo that has a purple eruption after it exploded."
"Violet, that torpedo is not any ordinary torpedo. It is a Level 10A Power Lust Attacking Torpedo Earth Racking Extreme Destructor. Projectile P.L.A.S.T.E.R.E.D my father like to call it." He giggled a bit.
Violet stared at him oddly. "And tell me what the heck is that? And also, how did your father get that anyways?"
"Well, you know the National Supers Agency Weapons & Equipment Technology Department is known for making effective equipment, powerful weapons, advanced transportation, and all the good hardware stuff." Violet nodded."Well, before I was born, Nightmare broke into the department and began smuggling weapons, robots, arsenal, battle vehicles, anything powerful he got his hands on. By the time someone found out, nearly half of the stuff had been stolen. That included two P.L.A.S.T.E.R.E.D torpedoes. When I was about Dash's age, Nightmare first used that powerful torpedo. He aimed it right at Metroville. Fortunately, after a bit of a long battle, I was able to make my father miss his intended target, hitting a vacant island about three miles away."
Violet was very confused. "So what does all of that have to do with me not being able to put a force field around Snug and me?"
Michael eyed straight into the fire. "You don't know how powerful those torpedoes are do you Vi?" He questioned. Violet shook her head. "Well, the P.L.A.S.T.E.R.E.D torpedoes are so powerful, so vigorous, so destructive, it has the capability to annihilate a city the size of Metroville."
Wow, it's that impacting?" awed Violet. "I mean, Metroville is a very big city."
Michael gave his sister a serious face. "It also has the power to rip through a force field, no matter how indestructible, and demolish the person inside."
Violet now had a look of fear and apprehension. "Y. . . you mean. . ."
"Yes Violet. There was no way you could've put up a force field that could save both you and Snug. The torpedo would've killed you, no matter how strong your force field was and no matter how much you were willing endure the pain." Michael soberly answered. "Look Vi. I'll admit. Snug isn't the kind of guy I would wanna hang out with on a plane trip, but believe me. If you had an opportunity to save yourself and the old guy, I would let you do it."
"Michael. . . I. . . I. . ."
"Listen Vi. Call me a jerk all you want, but let me explain my actions. If I didn't stop you from saving Snug, you would probably be dead. I couldn't let you die Violet. The truth is. . . I love you Vi. I know you heard me said that before. I can't let you die. Like I said on board the plane. I can't live when you're gone. You are my sister Violet. . . my one and only favorite sister."
Violet was completely touched by Michael's powerful statements. Tears began cascading down her eyes. She started to feel guilty of what she did to him. For all the times she threw a rock at him, for all of the times she had called him a jerk, she felt guilty.
"Michael. . . I. . . I'. . ." was all she was able to repeat.
Michael looked up at the night sky, trying to change the subject. "It's getting late Vi. We have a big day tomorrow."
Michael put out the fire and laid down by his helmet. He fell asleep almost instantly. Violet also laid down. She gazed at the stars for a long time. She wasn't even a bit sleepy. Deliberations whirled in her head as she continued to stare at the diamond sky.
"My force field. . . not strong enough? Does that mean. . . am I really. . . weak? I wanted to. . . I tried to. . . save Snug. . . what will mom think? Will I. . . am I able to. . . encounter. . . endure. . . whatever lies ahead? What if. . . what if. . . I can't? What if I fail. . . I would let Michael down, my family, Tony and. . . and. . . the world. How can I. . . me. . ." She worried. She now gave her Super names that people over the years have called her. "Violet Parr. . . Invisigirl. . . Queen of the Unseen. . . Incredigirl. . . Invision. . . Ultraviolet. . . Fade. . . am I able to do this? Can I do this?"
Violet's uneasy thoughts drifted her into a very uncomfortable sleep. The hours of the night passed by as the two Super siblings slumbered in the middle of a jungle. Both were aware of the danger, the risks, and the test of courage, heroicness, and strength that was ahead of them. What they didn't know was that they needed to conjure up more courage, display more heroicness, and show more strength than they have ever done before. Mastermind is a positively cunning and extremely dangerous villain. Both Supers must give effort above and beyond their usual. Should Valor and Invisigirl give anything less, it could result in the fatality of a family member, a friend, each other and possibly. . . the world.
