Reversed Roles
Chapter 3
Violet looked around at the area she was now in, feeling suffocated by the darkness around her. Her body shook from the cold wind whipping around her. Fall could be the worst in this city, it was always so cold. Winter wasn't too much different, but it could be bittersweet, the cold.
It allowed a small girl like her to curl up in a big blanket, have a big mug of hot chocolate, and watch old cheesy Christmas movies. Of course, it was always by herself, but it was soothing nonetheless.
The new letter on her door had been placed there about a month after the one from her landlord. By then she was working hard as a cashier to stay in the apartments that kept her from freezing in the streets. She liked the little living space, it kept her sane with its calming aura. The soft pastel walls could be quite relaxing at times.
However, she had allowed herself to leave her safest place to meet up with who was supposed to be someone worth meeting in ten-degree weather.
When she looked at the clean-type letter - she didn't almost have a nervous breakdown again, she has gotten over that by now - she found something oddly familiar about the brisk way the writer was telling her how she wouldn't be disappointed to meet him. Or, her, whatever.
Still...it got to her. Not much, but just enough to feel unsettling. It wasn't so much fear, but it wasn't quite a normal feeling either, like something was going to go wrong.
She snapped out of her thoughts when she heard a pair of footsteps covered by boots coming from behind her. A chill shot down her spine, and she froze. But, what if this was who she was supposed to meet?
'Damn note...' she cursed in her mind. 'The writer should have been a little more specific...'
"Hello, InvisigirlFan003. I see you've gotten my letter."
The voice was so familiar, and she knew who it belonged to. There was no way to misplace it. Her defenses went up and she had the man on his stomach with his arm pinned behind his back. She was fighting a possibly armed man, and she knew it. She had to win. She had to stay alive.
It was only when he pushed her off did she think it was a dumb idea to try and be the first to throw the punch. He could retaliate now, he had the next move in the palm of his hand. However, he only stood up and dusted himself off.
"Well, that's one way to say hello," he grumbled sarcastically. When he looked up, he gasped, then grinned maliciously. "This is quite the game changer…" he mumbled. "Violet Parr, meeting up in a dark alley with a man she thought she didn't know. How 'super' of you."
Violet glared at the redhead, Buddy Pine, the one she remembered as Syndrome. He was observing her now, studying every inch of her body. She felt like she was an animal being probed at by some weird scientist. She couldn't stand it. She stomped past him, and tried to get away from the insane man she had to stupidly agreed to meet blindly.
When she got the feeling that she was being followed, she turned around and saw Buddy Pine, just a few feet away from her. She yelped and moved faster to her apartment. He wouldn't let up, he was just moving faster to keep up, which didn't seem to be too much of a problem. Violet moved into an alleyway and turned invisible before he could get in there himself.
She had asked Edna to make clothes that turned invisible with her for reasons such as this. She felt herself feeling a sense of pride as she had outsmarted him. At least, until she bumped into him again. He pointed to his sunglasses with a wicked grin.
He hadn't…
"You could think of these as night goggles, but they're glasses and they allow me to see you whether you want me to or not." Buddy's expression suddenly went from humorous to serious. "Now, let me explain. I am SuperRed, but I didn't know you were InvisigirlFan. You didn't know SuperRed was me. Now, haven't we formed sort of a friendship? Does that have to change just because we know each other under one of the worst - and most ironic - circumstances?"
Violet rolled her eyes. "Of course! You are a villain, a low-down psychopath that'll do anything to get what he wants. I don't want to be affiliated with you. Now, leave me the hell alone, I'm going home."
Buddy watched her remove her invisible layer and stomp away - again. She was really mad, and it was interesting. She had been so quick to meet SuperRed, but as soon as Red became Syndrome, it was as if she had done a quick 360.
He wanted to know more about her, in fact, he wanted to know everything. She was his new project, and he was going to complete this one whether she liked it or not.
End of Chapter 3
