Chapter 11: Loss

"Violet let me in!" Edge shouted, though not to loudly, as he banged on her door. Inside, Violet ignored him, now just wanting to be left alone. She was face down on her bunk, once again being plagued by the dead and blood dripping face of Mist and now her imagined up face of a dead Whisper, which was a bit harder, since he really never had shown his face. Her pillow was wet and she felt utterly exhausted after they got back, after she had literally blamed herself for everything that had gone wrong, coming so close as to nearly grabbing Edge's revolver after she had woken up again after blacking out, only to be punched hard in the face by the owner, telling her to snap out of it.

She had gotten out of it, and ran straight for her room. She knew he had only hit her out of fear of her trying to commit suicide, but she wasn't thinking about that right now. She was thinking about how everyone she met either turned against her, got locked up or died. She was once again slipping back into the shy, timid and worried Violet she had been before she had joined the Agency.

As Edge banged louder, Violet gave up and let her shield drop, and the door swung open. The man on the other side of the door seemed a bit surprised then moved inside quietly and shut the door. "Vi?" he asked and sat on the edge of her bed, rubbing her back. "You ok?" he asked, his voice much softer now.

She just mumbled something and he only groaned softly. "Remember what I said?" he asked. "Don't let it eat at you..." he said. "It will destroy you...don't..just don't let...let it do that" he said softly and continued to rub her back.

Violet looked up at him, glad to see he wasn't looking at her in disgust. "Did he die because of me?" she whispered.

"No" Edge said. "He died because he chose to serve his country and paid the price" he said. "It happens to the best..." he muttered.

Violet nodded softly. It made sense. It explained why Mist had died. "The pain doesn't go away" she said.

"No" Edge admitted. "But it can be forgotten for a while" he said and kissed her softly.

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"Just kill me already!" Whisper groaned out. During his time as Edge's partner, he had endured being a prisoner as a distraction more then his fair share of times. He had dealt with bamboo slivers, electric shock, whipping, shots to the feet, merciless beatings and endless death threats and mind numbing drugs and never so much as uttered a word. But nothing. Nothing compared to the sheer agony he was going through as Mrs. Incredible shot her elastic hand back, like a slingshot, then slammed it into the middle of his legs, which were tied so that they were spread as far as humanly possible. So far he was up to seventeen hits. But it might have been more, he had blacked out at one point.

"Where is my daughter" she growled and hit him again. The agent's head fell forward and he cried out in pain. "No?" she said. "Oh well..." another hit. Then another and one more for good measure. "Want to talk now?" she asked.

Whisper just whimpered. He was going to kill Edge when he got out of this. If he got out of this. He also decided that angry super parents were a very bad thing.

"Where?" the ungodly evil woman before him demanded and hit him again. She hit harder every time he didn't say anything. Absentmindedly, he wondered if he would ever have kids now. Then again, he would take death over annoying kids right about now. "Tell me where my daughter is" she said again and hit him once more. "I can do this all day just so you know" she said. "And I really wanted to try out the cleat feature on this suit" she said.

Edge thought about the painful death he would get if he told her anything, then thought about what would happen if he didn't, then thought about how he would kill Edge in the most painful way possible. "Wait!" he said as she shrugged and raised her boot, now with small cleats in it. "I'll talk! I'll talk...just put those things away!" he said quickly.

Nodding, Mrs. Incredible retracted the cleats and sat down in the chair opposite of him. "Alright big boy..talk" she said in a menacing whisper. Whisper just gulped and noticed Mr. Incredible and that small woman walking towards them, the super now had a large white bandage over his chest where he had noticed a bit of blood.

This wasn't going to be fun.