Ch 3: Really?
Dad? Is that you?
No.
Who are you then?
I'm Bob Parr.
Well, I'm Dash Parr your son! Did you forget me?
No. You're not our son.
What do you-
Elastigirl! This brat insists that we gave birth to him!
And at that moment, Elastigirl sprung towards him, and with a quick punch, knocked Dash to the ground. Mr Incredible started plummeting blows to his body. He had an incredibly painful broken nose, and surely many other incredibly painful broken bones. When they were done beating him up into a pulp, Elastigirl and Mr Incredible spat on him, before they walked away.
Dash jolted awake. The dream was incredibly surreal, almost believable. He took in a deep breath and told himself aloud repeatedly, "Mom and Dad still loves me. They're searching for me now, and they're going to beat Syndrome up when they come."
'My parents care for me' became a mantra Dash would repeat to himself. He tried to forget about the disturbing dream, assuring himself that it wasn't real, because it isn't. It isn't. It isn't. Itisn'titisn'titisn't…
"Is it really true?" the cold voice of Syndrome cut through the air. Dash looked him in the eyes and replied, "Shut up. You don't have any family members that trust you enough."
The snarky remark earned Dash a forceful slap that caused blood to drip out from his mouth. Syndrome laughed. "You look like a hurt puppy. How pathetic," he commented.
Dash finally kept his mouth shut for once. His parents would be proud… if they hadn't decided to disown him.
"Well, Dash! You were speaking about how your parents still love you? Well, they don't for a fact." A tablet was hurled in Dash's way and he tried to catch it but failed. He felt giddy as he reached for the tablet. It was a video. He clicked on it.
What he saw made him freeze.
There was his mother and father, they sat on the couch. Her father said, "I'm so lucky Dash is caught by Syndrome. He's always been such a burden anyway, wasting my money sending him to school."
Her mother giggled. "He's such a nuisance. Frankly, I don't care if he dies or not. I should have aborted when I gave birth to him. Honey, superspeed is the most useless thing in a battle. We're so much better off without him."
"Agreed!"
And that was when Violet entered the room. "You guys talking about Dash? Ugh, that idiot should just die, always fighting with me over the smallest thing. He's useless!"
The whole family laughed. When his mother asked Jack-Jack about Dash, he turned into a pink monster and growled before pouncing up and down, but when she mentioned, "No Dash,", Jack-Jack instantly turned into a normal baby. The video ended, and Dash dropped the tablet. His eyes clouded with tears, but he kept telling himself, "It's not true, it's not true!" But it was real - it was real as much as he tried not to believe it. Or was it?
"You see Dash? No one likes you," Syndrome muttered.
As Syndrome left the room, a pain hit his chest - though it was not the injury type of pain, it was emotional, but it hurt more than any of his wounds. His family hated him.
Useless. It was always like that, you useless boy. You just built a layer of glass around it, and now it's shattered, you are faced with the truth. You like that? It's all your fault, Dash.
Dash dropped his head in his hands. Sobs racked his body as tears oozed out of his eyes.
He never noticed that in the video, his parents knew he was abducted by Syndrome.
Producing the fake video was really easy. All he needed to do was put a few things together, cause them to look real and finish it with their voice. Watching the boy cry however, bought great satisfaction to him. His plan had worked like a charm.
Syndrome smiled at himself. They had to pay for what they did to him.
Vengeance is sweet.
Violet bent over the toilet bowl as her lunch poured out of her mouth. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath. The finger on the table was revolting, and the video that came with it. She saw fear in Dash's eyes as his finger was chopped off. It was disturbing and she would never forget it.
Slowly standing up, Violet stumbled towards her room. She tried to distract herself by reading her book but she couldn't understand a thing about the book. She gave up not long under and allowed her thoughts to inevitably wander towards Dash.
Lucius opened the door of his house and Honey followed suit. He plopped down on his couch, drained from the long ride back home. He reached for his phone and called Bob. The phone rang for a log time and he wondered if there were anyone at home. He was proved wrong soon as Bob picked up the phone. Lucius immediately noticed something was wrong. Usually Bob would be loud, but this time, his voice sounded withdrawn, like something bad happened. That was unusual. He read the news about how the Incredibles had defeated a rogue Omnidroid. It was a good thing, right?
"You sound gastly. What happened?" Lucius queried, not bothering to hide his concern for Bob.
"Well," there was a deep breath at the other end of the line. "Um, Dash's missin… missing."
The news hit Lucius like a tonne of bricks and he was not sure if he heard wrongly, so he asked again in a bewildered tone, "Come again?"
"Dash's kidnapped, and… and he was tortured by his cap.. captor," Bob's voice wavered at the last word and Lucius heard sniffling from the other end. Alright, he didn't hear anything wrongly, and that was something he did not wish to happen as he didn't and couldn't picture poor Dash being tortured by a evil maniac that definitely had issues on so many levels.
Lucius made a decision instantly. He hopped into his car despite Honey's furious protests and drove over to the Parr's residence.