Sorry for taking so long, I now have a sport 7 days a week and have a buttload of hw so forgive me for taking awhile to update this, I am also so sorry this chapter is so short I didn't have as much time a I liked to write it.
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Tony made his way to the office early the next day. Today was when he would finally go out into the field and start his search. What he didn't know today was the beginning of the life changing experience he would soon face.
Once he had gathered the rest of the research materials and other tools he needed he drove off in the Agency car under the guise of a Russian immigrant known as Boris Smirnov. He was driving all the way to New York to meet with an inside source that might give him a clue of where to find Invisigirl.
When he arrived near the Russian café in Queens he parked his car a few blocks away and walked to the location. Just as expected the two members of the Russian mafia were conversing in English fortunately over a cup of coffee. Of course when he sat down in the booth behind them they switched to their native tongue. Tony sat there eating soup and reading a book (or so it looked) while he translated, never before he had been more thankful that he took Russian in high school. Well of course if they approached him he would put on an accent and pretend to be Boris, but that was a failsafe.
It was a while before they started talking about anything that would provide him with Intel, but Tony was patient. He finally got something useful about an hour into the operation when the men started talking about the rumors going around Metroville about a woman known as only Ultraviolet that took out some of their guys. As the conversation went on they revealed her description that matched Invisigirl's. Both women were tall, thin as a twig and had a curtain of ebony locks. If Tony didn't know any better he would of thought they were describing his long lost friend.
After he got what he needed, the agent headed back to his car and drove straight to Metroville, not even bothering going back to DC first. He had finally gotten his first real lead and was not letting it out of his grasp. But thing's weren't as easy as that. He still had to learn more about her, but for some reason he could not stop thinking about Violet Parr. It had been years but she still haunted him.
He made it to his home city in good time and quickly checked into his hotel room the agency set him up in before heading out on the town in search of his target. He searched through the town for a while and eventually found himself standing at the steps of West View High. It seemed like every clue he had led him there, almost if some unseen force drew him there. Since it was late at night and all of his other leads that day went dead, the rookie agent sat on the cold marble steps and decided to reevaluate things.
All through the day he couldn't stop thinking about Vi. Maybe that was telling him something. He just had this feeling that there was something he was missing. That there was something so obvious he was overlooking it. But he just couldn't put his finger on it. It was so frustrating, he just wanted to know, but fate was not being kind, or was it? He wasn't sure if he wanted to know.
Seeing that there was no chance of him making progress the rest of the night the exhausted man retired to his hotel room for a few hours of shuteye. Little did he know the next day would be one he would never forget.
The next day he ended up sleeping until about 9am. He was covered in sweat so he decided to got take a shower before starting the day. The agent was back on the hunt. He had a good feeling about today; he knew something was going to happen, he felt it in his bones.
Again he utilized the alias of Boris to interrogate informants after awhile word got around and a man named Gilbert Hugh finally confronted him. He was remarkably short and looked like he had seen better days.
"So kid, I hear you want to find Ultraviolet. It's about time that bitch get's what she deserves." The midget began.
"Yes, I would like to find her." He said in his Russian accent.
"Well you've come to the right person."
"Where is she?" Tony asked.
"The last I heard she was holding out in a warehouse in Town City (it's a few miles outside of Metroville)."
"Why did you call her a bitch?" 'Boris' asked after writing down the location, but he was curious to learn more about his target.
"That bitch tried to kill me, or it least it seemed that way. I was just trying to fill a bounty to make some cash since my insurance company collapsed and when I confronted her she vanished and then nearly killed me with these purple orbs." The short man exclaimed
"Did you get her name or what she looked like?"
"No, it took my men almost three years to track her down and when I saw her she was wearing a black domino mask and a deep violet suit. She was really skinny and her hair was as black as death."
"Was there anything you noticed about her, why were you tracking her down?"
"One of the gangs wanted her for stopping them from bagging and tagging some fashion designer, I think her name was Edna Mode." Gilbert continued. Tony took note of the fashion designer who allegedly went missing or possibly into hiding about a year ago.
"Why were they going after Edna Mode?" 'Boris' inquired.
"I really don't know or care for the matter. It's my policy not to ask questions, clients don't like when I ask questions so I don't. But rumor has it that the gang that wanted Miss Mode dead is in cahoots with Pine Industries. They even gave me special weapons for when I captured her bodyguard. Do you want them, their aint no way in hell I am getting within a mile of that bitch." And the short man handed Tony some special handcuffs, a weird net and some can of gas.
"Thanks for your help."
"It was my pleasure, just make sure you put that bitch in her place."
And with that Tony was out of there. The man was helpful but Tony could sense he was a sleazebag. He investigated all the items meant to counteract Invisigirl's powers. He would look into Pine Industries later and find out how exactly they were able to make these weapons, but he was heading to Town City as fast as he legally could.
It took him about three hours to arrive at the location and to secure the area before he was ready to burst into the warehouse where said target was holding out.
After carefully planning out his entrance and capture of the woman he kicked down the door and threw in the can of gas. There was a bright flash of light and yelp that let him know he hit something. He ran into the building towards the almost desperate shrieks and shot the special net out towards the noise and there was a loud thud as an object hit the floor. Seconds later Tony (still dressed up as Boris) came face to face with the deep violet clad form. It was definitely her. Tony felt as if he knew her from somewhere but he couldn't put his finger on it.
"WHAT DID YOU DO TO ME?" she shrieked as she tried to use her powers.
"Stop trying to escape, as long as the inhibitor net is on top of you it'll be impossible." He said firmly.
"Who are you?" she demanded as if it were her right, as far as the US government was concerned she had no rights.
Tony ripped off his wig and thick mustache. "Special Agent Anthony Rydinger of the SHCU, and you are?"
As soon as she heard the name Violet's eyes widened and a feeling of betrayal stung like a bitch slap. She let out a squeak of shock before regaining her cold deposition. "Go to hell." She hissed.
Tony felt his stomach twinge, but he didn't know why as he put the handcuffs on the feisty woman. Her indigo eyes showed wisdom beyond their years and an almost broken look.
Just as he was walking the masked woman to the car an explosion enveloped one of the close by buildings and the world went black as he was flung back.
Well I know it stinks on ice, I really had to make this chapter another filler, more action soon to come, I promise. Don't forget to review, or I wont update til' thanksgiving! (this is a very real threat) so please review if you want more of the story, I think the next chapter I will add more characters. REVIEW PLEASE!