Chapter 5: Captives

(Mira's P.O.V)

He survived, Mr. Incredible survived his battle with Syndrome. I almost couldn't believe it myself. But I didn't have much time to think about it. Syndrome requested me to help him with interrogating him. I was now walking to the room now, with two men escorting me. I was wearing the hood on my cloak up and entered the room.

"Alright who did you contact?!" Syndrome exclaimed furiously.

"Contact?" Mr. Incredible asked, he seemed confused. Syndrome gave a guard a signal, and he turned a dial that shocked the hero.

"I'm referring to last night at 23:07 hours while you were snooping around. You sent out a homing signal." Syndrome accused.

"Didn't know about the homing device." Mr. Incredible said, trying to catch his breath. Syndrome sighed.

"Fine, if you won't tell me, then she will." That was my cue, and I walked up into his view and undid my hood.

"Mira, do your thing." Syndrome ordered and I peered into his mind. I got nothing. Just him searching the computer and seeing his logo beep.

"He didn't know about the homing signal. The suit wasn't made by him." I reported. Syndrome nodded.

"Okay, okay. But why is there a government plane requesting permission to land here?" He asked directing it to Mr. Incredible.

"I didn't send for a plane." Mr. Incredible groaned.

"Play the transmission" Syndrome called to my Aunt and she pressed the button and a recording played.

"India golf niner-niner checking in. VFR on top. Over." A female voice spoke. Mr. Incredible seemed to recognize who it was and his eyes widened in surprise.

"Helen?" He gasped.

"So you do know them." Syndrome smirked walking up to the control panels. "Well I'll send them a little greeting." He said slyly as he pressed a red button causing Mr. Incredibles eyes to widen.

"Thank you Mira, you've been a great help." Syndrome said, stressing the word 'great' and patted my shoulder.

"You can't do this to her! She's only a child!" Mr. Incredible exclaimed. I froze, that was something that hardly anyone thought about when it came to me.

"The government didn't seem to care when they were trying to capture her and hide her away from society." Syndrome said giving a chuckle at the end.

"I mean, thanks to your super stunt, everyone was afraid of her." He said. I glanced at Mr. Incredible for a moment before I walked over to Aunt Mirage.

"Indian Golf niner-niner transmitting in the blind guard. Disengage! Repeat, disengage!" Helen exclaimed through the transmitter and I glanced at my Aunt worriedly. Something about this situation felt different, than it had been before.

"No! Call off the missiles, I'll do anything!" Mr. Incredible cried desperately. Eyes widened with horror.

"Too late. Fifteen years too late." Syndrome sneered darkly. I briefly considered peering into his mind, but I decided against it. I never felt comfortable with doing that to anyone besides my Aunt and Syndrome asked me politely not to.

"Mayday. India Golf niner-niner is buddy-spiked. Abort! There are children aboard. There are children aboard!" Helen cried out causing me to freeze.

"NO!" Mr. Incredible cried in horror.

"Abort, Abort, Abort! Abort, Abort, Abort!" Helen cried then the transmitter buzzed. The connection was lost. I stared at my Aunt.

'What have we done?' I thought. She didn't answer. And to be honest, I didn't want her to.

"We have a confirmed hit. Target was destroyed." My Aunt reported, much to Mr. Incredible's sorrow. I looked away, something just felt wrong.

"Ah, you'll get over it. I seem to recall you prefer to 'work alone'." Syndrome said slyly and laughed evilly. I suddenly felt a pulse of angry emotions and heard Aunt Mirage gasp and I turned to see her push Syndrome out of the way, only to be grabbed my Mr. Incredible.

"Release me. Now!" He demanded, squeezing Aunt Mirage. No no no no no...

"Or what?" Syndrome asked.

"I'll crush her." He threatened. My eyes widened and turned to Syndrome.

"That sounds a little dark for you. Well, go ahead." He said simply, just waving it off. He said...what?!

"It'll be easy, like breaking a toothpick." Mr. Incredible said darkly. Syndrome just laughed like it was nothing.

"Show me." He said causally. My heart pounded heavily. I couldn't lose Aunt Mirage, I just couldn't! Becoming desperate I did something I never did to another's mind.

'Please don't do it...' I thought inside his head. He glanced over at me. '...she's the only the family I have left.' I finished and stared at him, giving a pleading look. Mr. Incredible then sighed and released her. She fell to the floor and I ran over and we embraced.

'It's okay Mira, I'm fine.' She thought. I just squeezed her tighter.

"I knew you couldn't do it, even when you have nothing to lose. You're weak, and I've out grown you." Syndrome said, turning away and he started to leave. Aunt Mirage and I followed him, she gave Mr. Incredible a quick glance before she left. I tuned and saw him sobbing I then took a breath.

"Thank you...and I'm sorry."

I walked out and ran to my room, I'm starting to think that Mr. Incredible isn't the only captive here.

Author's Note:

Tada! I'm finally done this chapter. Man I'm sorry to keep you all waiting. Okay, now let's get down to business. I've noticed that a lot of you had favorited my story. Which is flipping awesome! But I must ask, why haven't I gotten a review. I really wanna hear (or read in this case) your thoughts. Do you like Mira's character? What do you think will happen next? What do you like most about this story?

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