A/N: Hey all. I don't know how popular this story is, but I like writing it. I do plan on finishing my Dramoine one very soon. I just have to reread it and decide how to finish it. This year has been incredibly busy and I make no exaggeration to say that the last two weeks have been hell with all the school and studying and research papers due. It's been exhausting. I'm happy to be able to write something. Please don't be mad that Dramione isn't finished yet! I will make every effort to make the ending as good as I think it'll be, but I need time for it that I just don't have to do it justice. It will get done, though, don't worry.

Chapter 2: 'Have been for years

Jack felt all the air leave his lungs as the news of his family's capture sunk in and was being talked about enthusiastically by the student body.

"Jack, buddy, what's wrong?" His childhood friend, Phil, asked from across the lunch table in the cafeteria.

Jack's head was in his hands and his head was down in his intense emotions of dread and anxiety. His family was among the most powerful supers in the whole town. How did they get captured? Were any other supers fighting the Clock right now as he sat there trying to wrap his head around it? Was his family in serious trouble since they hadn't escaped yet?

"I don't feel well. Think I'll go to the nurse," Jack responded as he rose from his seat and made his way out of the cafeteria and then ran down the hallway. Instead of stopping by the nurse's office, Jack passed it and ran through the front doors of the school with his powers. He knew it was a reckless move, but there was no time to waste. He had to find his family and get them from the Clock no matter what. Bad guys killed supers. There was no letting go or leaving them to be found.

When Jack knew the coast was clear behind the school, he jumped from the ground and soared high into the air, thankful for the cloudy day with its lowered and dark puffs.

As he flew his mind was racing on what he was going to do. He could fly to Frozone's and see if he could help, but quickly decided against it. If he knew Frozone, the man would already be looking for and helping his family; he was always there through thick and thin. So then what? Looking around the town wasn't going to help at all. He had no contacts with supers who knew about his abilities and there weren't many that knew him personally anyway. Dicker! Dicker would know what to do.

Jack checked that the street and surrounding houses were empty of people loitering outside and was content to see no one was out with the threat of rain overhead. He flew down towards his house and entered went through the back door, lighting the wood blue as he did as with every other object he went through. As he turned from the living room to make his way to his own room to find something to wear as a disguise, a man stood up from the couch.

"Dicker," Jack said, surprised to find the man waiting for him.

"Hello, Jack," Dicker responded. "I'm sure you know why I'm here. I was positive you would want to do anything you could to help your family escape from Clock."

"That's right. I need your help. Do you know where they are? We have no time to lose," Jack said as he rushed to the man and pressed for answers.

"Of course. But I do believe your identity is of issue," Dicker said.

"I don't care about that right now. I need to save my family," Jack said with a bit of vehemence. His identity didn't matter to him one bit. What needed to be done was immediate action to get his family to safety.

"All supers need to protect their identity, Jack," Dicker said gravely. "What happens when you rescue your family but then other villains attack all of you and the lives you live apart from being supers when they know your identity?"

"Then what do you propose I do?" Jack asked angrily. "It's not like I have a super suit lying around to use anytime I want. You know I don't fight crime."

"Well, just take a look around," Dicker answered plainly.

Jack felt his face screw up in confusion before looking at the material laid out on the couch beside where Dicker had been sitting. It was a black suite with blue undertones and a deep red shield with a golden G in intricate design in the middle of it.

"I thought it wouldn't hurt to have a super suite made not too long ago when your sister decided to get engaged," Dicker explained at the look of shock and surprise on Jack's face. "In hopes that maybe another super could fill in the gaps in case any crime increased if she ever decided to take a break."

Jack went over to the suite and picked it up. It was absolutely beautiful. The black and blue were handsome and the red shield with a gold G really stood out from the dark background. The material was very light and airy, but sturdy as well. No doubt Edna made it. He wondered if she knew if it was made for him.

"Time to suit up," Dicker said holding out his hand that held the black mask Jack had seen his family wear countless times before. He hesitated only a second before he grabbed the mask and embraced his decision to go Super.

Jack quietly made his way down the hall, careful to avoid any lighted areas. The building was relatively dark and in a less densely populated in an area that were on the edges of the town. Jack had no trouble getting inside when he walked through the bolted door and bypassed the security alarm. He was just about to turn a corner when he spotted movement and quickly pulled back. He stealthy glimpsed from his side of the hallway to the one on his left where he definitely made out the figure of a tall man.

Heart racing, Jack lit a ball of flame in his hand and whirled it at the stranger.

"Ahh!" came an agonized cry and the smell of burnt clothing and flesh. Jack didn't hesitate as he threw fireball after fireball at the man who in turn jumped and dodged out of the way. When Jack sent a particularly large ball of flame at the man, he held out his hand and frizzled the flames into air.

"Frozone?" Jack asked as he paused with his hand in the air, flame at the ready to be vaulted.

"How do you know me? Who are you?" came the familiar voice of Lucius.

Jack slowly walked forward with flame in hand to give light in the dark hallway.

"I'm a new Super," Jack said as he made his way towards Lucius who was regarding him carefully from behind his visor mask. "Dicker sent me. He didn't tell me anyone else would be here."

"Yeah, well, he didn't tell me either," Frozone responded, slowly standing up straight from his cautious bent position he had been holding.

"Any news on where the Incredibles are?" Jack asked, ready to find his family and make sure they were safe. "I would like to get to them as soon as possible."

"I think I may know. Clock is known to favor the upper levels of the buildings he occupies. Guess it adds to the thrill of using his powers and letting others know he's strong enough to get away with leaving a vulnerable spot open. Didn't catch your name," he added.

"Oh, uh," Jack faltered, "Guardian. The name's Guardian."

"Hmm. Well, Guardian, nice to meet you. Frozone, as you know. Keep close and no sudden movements. You should be fine if I'm right judging from the small scrimmage was anything to go by. Talent will help against this guy."

"Does he have any weaknesses? Something we can use to our advantage," Jack asked.

Frozone regarded him before answering, clearly pleased. "Good to be thinking with your head first. And can't be older than nineteen, that's for sure," he praised. "Well, Clock can slow time down, but only in a limited space. This entire building may be the range he can expand it to. From what I know, time slows down about four times regular speed, each proportional to the speed they are currently traveling at, which can leave anyone at a disadvantage. He can hold that time for up to three minutes. Not very long, in general, but it gives him twelve in his own time-space. He can walk around normally while others are stuck four times slower than before. Anytime someone lets their guard down, they're toast."

"I see," Jack said. Well, that explained how his family was captured so easily. Dash would be slower than the current speed he would be running at, which was still pretty fast, but not fast enough to do much. The average person would look to be moving very slowly indeed, since their regular speed doesn't nearly match up to his brothers. What would he do if he were caught?

"Is there a time that indicates when he uses his powers," Jack asked.

"He has to count down from three," Frozone answered as they made their way up the stairs. "He doesn't have to say it out loud, but his arrogance makes him do it anyways."

"I guess that's something," Jack responded.

They had made their way to the top floor of the five story building and opened the door from the stairwell. The entire floor was bare except for an array of devices and gadgets that were taken apart and in the middle of being reassembled. Tall walls were erected, but didn't touch the roof.

Jack and Frozone crept their way to the faint sound of voices.

"Hold up," Jack whispered as he laid his hand on Frozone's arm to stop him. Jack looked up at the wall and slowly flew up to where he could see above it. Just two walls over were his family, immobilized by some steel wires attached to each of their wrists and ankles from the ceiling to the ground, and a man facing them seeming to be talking. Jack made his way back down.

"They're just two walls over," Jack informed Frozone, who seemed surprised.

"You can fly, too?" he asked.

"I can do many things," Jack said. "I think he's talking to them, but I couldn't pick up on anything.

"Probably a monologue. Saves the best of us," Frozone said, making his way carefully to the next wall.

"Listen," Frozone whispered as the made it to the last wall, "I'll go in first and try to distract him. That'll give you some time to get to the Incredibles and free at least two of them. If I happen to get caught, you have to leave to get help."

"I can't just leave my f-"Jack started with a sharp edge in his voice, but quickly stopped when he almost said 'family', "fellow Supers here. There's no telling if he'll change locations or choose to off one of you. If anything happens, I'll be here until the end."

Frozone sighed. "Alright. I'd rather you go get help, but I do know when I see a Super who's dedicated and won't go against what they feel to be right. Ready?"

"Have been for years."