A/N: Thank you for the nice reviews! I really got stuck on this chapter…not too sure how I wanted Bob to react, I really wanted to stay in character; yet stick to the plotline. Plus I wasn't sure if I should really continue it. :

BUT I AM.

Not so indestructible anymore.

When was it acceptable to put not just yours, but another's life on the line? Even if you weren't the average Joe…or saving the not-so-average Jane. Frankly, Mr. Incredible did not know. Maybe Elastigirl was just as weak as the average girlfriend at times, she did breakdown before him but…was that truly weakness? Maybe Mr. Incredible himself was actually weaker, weaker for not expressing how he felt to Helen. He couldn't even mutter the words 'I love you' to her thanks to his pride, or something along those lines. He sighed heavily, this hospital atmosphere was simply stressing him out, and none of the nurses would tell him anything. At last he decided moping around a hospital would probably be one of the worst things to do, he eyed a nurse walking past, wondering why no one was telling him anything. Was it his strength? Did they fear him? He didn't feel like being depressed, so he stood up. His suit was a bit dirty, but it was still in good condition. Edna was sure to use the sturdiest material there was you know. Mr. Incredible may have lingered there for hours, days if it took that long, but then he heard a loud siren and remembered just who he was. Supers may have been stronger in the physical department, but in the emotional area they were no different. The fact was he had a job to do, and lingering around waiting for news about Helen, which is why he quickly ran out of the building, only to be greeted by his Incredi Car.

It was a nice car, all black with two baby blue stripes in the middle. Built in gadgets and whatnot, nice fresh leather seats. He quickly climbed in, buckling up before he was sped down the street. 'Automatic Pursuit, engaged' the car seemed to say. Many people didn't know this, but Mr. Incredible helped design most of the gadgets in his car. Once his parents became aware of his…abilities they made sure to keep him as far away from physical contact with other humans as possible. Therefore he wasn't aloud to go out for football, baseball, soccer, track and field….anything. He couldn't even go out for ping pong. So the couple shoved him in a small after-school course about technology to keep the boy busy. They never knew this hobby would be another factor that influenced him to become another NSA Superhero. Man did they most likely regret that now…but they couldn't have known Mr. Incredible was their son, could they?

He felt like he was thinking forever until the car halted in front of a large bank. Bob smiled to himself; finally he could pound on someone to relieve some frustration. So there the man was, horribly hidden behind the safe to a bank, he didn't understand this, why didn't people just learn to make money? Nowadays everyone and their mother were robbing banks. Before he thought it was just another bank robber, the man vanished before his eyes, but he wasn't invisible, nor did he teleport. But he was cloning himself. The clones were generating so fast that seemed like he wasn't even there, that was until the sixth version of the man was there. The ebony-haired man had a smirk plastered on his face. Showtime Mr. Incredible, Showtime.

He quickly ran inside of the bank, yet he was nearly silent. He would've easily be able to grab one of the clones if it wasn't for Prototype; the villain's very first clone. "Mister Incredible!" he shouted. Must they always shout out his hero alias every time he was spotted? It truly was getting out. Flashing red, blue, and white lights reflected off the glass chandelier hanging up on the ceiling. They all lined up, quickly Prototype, Junior, Tri-optic, Quatrain, Cinq, and Sextet climbed onto his body. It wasn't the first type Prototype had met Mr. Incredible. Though he was struggling some, Mr. Incredible still managed to flip Prototype and Cinq off of his body. Prototype quickly got to his feet, reabsorbing Cinq into his system. That's the thing about Prototype, with most of his strength and mind out of his body as another form, he was definitely weaker. This is why he could not simply grab the cash and go. But he was going to attempt it once again. Bob exhaled deeply, managing to flip over to rid the other clones from his body. The blue suit helped him jump higher than usual towards a large counter in front of the open safe. He lifted it up, swinging it directly at Tri-optic, Sextet, and Quatrain. Easily knocking them unconscious. That was the positive about Prototype, he was so easy to defeat because he used up all of his energy producing and controlling clones. Not to mention he was out of shape, though skinny and "gifted" with powers. Robert quickly grabbed the warn out little man.

"I'll be sure to report you to the NSA to remove your knowledge of powers," Robert stated. He had defiantly needed that workout. He hadn't forgotten about Helen though, and with the quick memory of the situation the smirk on his face faded some, but his cocky heroicness still over powered him. Officers quickly ran inside to see Mr. Incredible gripping Prototype's collar. The cops look wide eyed, the look on Mr. Incredible's face was…wicked. But they were happy that he had been able to capture Prototype once again. They probably would've been just standing there forever, waiting for Mr. Incredible to say something if Mr. Incredible himself hadn't said something himself. "Prototype has caused enough trouble now as is, I think the best thing to do is to report him to the NSA to lose memory of his powers." Officer Lee nodded as he walked over.

"We'll make an appointment with Ernold Hodkins." Le quickly remarked handcuffing the criminal. Robert nodded, hearing his car's electronic voice imform him about another situation. "I suppose that means you'll be leaving now Mr. Incredible?" The super nodded at the police officer. "Very well then…I hope you know how much we appreciate your help though." Mr. Incredible nodded some, cracking a slight grin for the camera man, then he was off once again. But before Bob left he heard the camera man say something. "Crime is every where now that Elastigirl's gone." And the way he phrased it completely pissed Mr. incredible off, but the super wasn't going to let his aggression get to him, he needed another body bag.

----

A/N: I know it's not as good as the first chapter, and I guess I wasn't really aiming for it to be as good as the first chapter. But I really wanted to get this out to feel in some past gaps; like Mr. Incredible's technology skills and the fact he's against Dash not being able to go out for sports originally.

I also didn't explain everything doing with Helen because this chapter focuses on Bob…obviously not Helen, however she will be back in Chap. 3.

THANKS FOR READING!