Chapter 12: Confrontation

"Looks Inviting" Bob said as he stared at the Agency base, which was located in the middle of a desert. All that was visible was a ranger training complex. But there was most likely more underground. Surrounding the complex was a triple row of wire fences with electric shock and 'No Trespassing' warnings and cameras on every pole connecting the wires, behind that, there were guards patrolling the area. "At least Syndrome's base was relaxing and had a nice breeze, this place is just hot." he said sourly.

Helen just sighed. "I can't believe I married a baby" she said sarcastically.

"You both are babies" Edna muttered. "Always crying over one another, or me, it is ridicules. You are supposed to be super hero's" Edna then jumped up and struck a pose with her arm aimed at the sky. "Go down there and remind them who you are!" she said.

Bob rolled his eyes. "There are other supers over there Edna. Perhaps we could just sneak in?" he suggested.

Edna nodded. "Very well darling" she said. "But I still think..."

Bob just tuned her out. This was going to be tricky. He needed to figure out how to get past all of that security...

Suddenly, an idea came to him. Yeah, this might just work.

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"Excuse me" Bob said walking up to the gate that led past the wire fences, which had a guard house next to it, wearing a tourist shirt and shorts. It was a good thing he had thinned out. "Me and my wife here" he gestured at Helen, who was walking next to him, "Got lost. Do you think you-"

"Freeze!" the guard to the left yelled and raised his rifle at them.

"Whoa! Calm down Bill! You could hurt someone with that thing..." the guard to the right of the gate said. "What were ya saying?" he said, almost sounding like a hillbilly.

"Um...we got lost, do you know where the-"

"What in Michel Jackson's pants is going on out here!" a man said, steeping out of the booth, a Sergeant's patch on his sleeve. He ambled over to the guards and the tourists, one hand on his pistol's leg holster.

"Um...sir! We just found these, um, tourists and they needed to know-"

"What do they need to know? Come on spit it out private!" he said with a southern drawl.

"Sir isn't it a bit odd that tourists are lost in the middle of NEW MEXICO?" the first guard, Bill, said as he gestured wildly at the tourists.

"They wanted to kn-" Again the other guard was cut off as he tried to speak.

"Nonsense Private!" the Sergeant said. "New Mexico is the greatest sandbox in the world!" he said. "Who wouldn't want to play in it's sandy box? Oh wait...that came out wrong..."

"Sir they-" cut off yet again.

"We wanted to know where to find the interstate" Helen said icily, tired of the rather odd scene before her.

"The interstate? You mean you don't want to play in this state's wonderful sandy box?...dagnabbit!" the Sergeant said.

"Is there anyone else we can talk to?" Bob asked. This would take all day...

"Ok you just..."

"You making a mistake!"

"Just let me show you..." the other guard said, sounding angry at being interrupted so many times. Bob handed him the map. "Oh, you see you just have to" he didn't even notice Bob suddenly swing at him, sending him into the ground, knocking his lights out.

"My cigarettes!" Bill yelled. "I knew you stole them you son-" Helen launched her fist, and it stretched far beyond human ability, and punched him right in the face as well, knocking him out.

The Sergeant gaped at them, then grinned and drew his pistol aiming it right at Bob. "Got you now son!" he said and pulled the trigger...then the clip fell out and landed on the ground. "Ah fish paste..." he said in defeat, then froze, before falling over. Behind him was Edna with a dented chair.

Now both of the Parr's stared at her.

"How-"

"When-"

Edna just dropped the chair and walked towards the guard house. "Too many words darlings, enough talk. Now we fight!" she said and laughed insanely as she entered the guard house. Seconds later and the doors slid open.

Thirty minutes later and Bob was moving under the base with Helen. They had just snuck into the base, gotten Edna into the control room, and were now proceeding towards Violet's room, which they assumed was her room since it was marked VIOLET on the computerized layout of the secret Agency base.

Running into a few more guards, and subsequently knocking them out and stuffing them in closets, the pair of Supers finally reached Violets door. It was time to get their daughter back. Helen turned the nob and they entered the room, only to get the shock of their life.

There before them was Violet, snug in the arms of some man with a faded golden jacket, kissing him madly while the two of them ran their hands over each other's bodies. "Violet?" both Parr's yelled in shock at the same time.