AN: I think I'm really getting crazy. Last night, I asked my older brother where our Incredibles copy on the laptop is, and he told me that we don't have one. But I swear I watched it a few weeks ago! _
Also my older brother told me how ridiculous I am for writing such things (because he found out that I am writing on FF and told me to stop keeping my mind on unrealistic things like fanfiction). I know he doesn't realize how much painful that sounds. And he told me that I shouldn't be writing because writing needs to be studied like other things and I have no right to write things like this... I'm deeply hurt but I can't even show it or cry in this house because they'd just make it a lot worse. :( That's why I am going to apologize if the story looks kinda hurried and messed up right now.
But anyways, please do leave a review! It makes me a lot better whenever people leaves reviews! :)
I'd chime in with a
"Haven't you people ever heard of closing the goddamn door?!"
No, it's much better to face these kinds of things
With a sense of poise and rationality.
I'd chime in,
"Haven't you people ever heard of closing the goddamn door?!"
No, it's much better to face these kinds of things
With a sense of...
- I Write Sins Not Tragedies, Panic! At the Disco
It was dark and cold. He could feel the cold hard metal on his cheek as he laid there. There was no light. Not even a single ray. He slowly moved his fingers, one by one. Ouch, he thought to himself. His whole body was aching. It was as if somehow threw a boulder at him. He squinted, trying to have a clear view of the room. Suddenly, a door crash open and there was a blinding light. Buddy had to shield his eyes away and groaned.
"He's awake." a woman short haired, red(and when he means red not ginger... literally red) and straight, somewhat 20's, came in. Behind her, there were two armed guards.
"Good morning, Mr. Pine." the girl grinned mischievously. "I do understand that right now you are in pain."
Buddy glared at her, cursing her under his breath. "What the hell did you do to me? And where am I?"
The girl chuckled, gray-like eyes darted at him. "That's for you to not know and for me to keep."
She snapped her fingers and the guards immediately grabbed Buddy. He struggled. With all his remaining strength, Buddy punched the guard on his left and kicked the other one in the balls. They both dropped in the floor in pain. And when Buddy was going to aim for the girl, she was infront of him. She punched him and grabbed his arm, twisting them. Buddy screamed.
"Mr. Pine. I thought you already know that fighting us won't do any good." she said. "You better be thankful that Morning Star told me not to hurt you much." the last words came off as a scoff and she threw him to the wall. Buddy slammed at the wall and he could hear the guards putting a shackle around his wrist.
"Let's go. He doesn't like to wait."
NSA OFFICE.
Alfred tapped impatiently his fingers on the table as they both wait for Director Towns. Violet noticed that. Violet noticed Alfred's habits when he's nervous. The way he'd repeatedly ran his hand through his hair, or the way he'd always look at his watch or at the clock and the way he'd tap his foot on the ground. Violet gently pat Alfred's shoulder.
"It's alright, Al. Calm down." she said.
Alfred looked at Violet and nodded. "Yeah."
Towns burst in the door, startling both Violet and Alfred. "From what the witnesses have described, we found out that the girl who was leading the kidnap for Buddy is a villain called Omega." Towns said, handing them the picture. "She's an ex-British agent who was thought dead after her encounter with radioactive material on her last assignment. Unfortunately, she survived. Her name before that is Agent Gold. Lyanna Gold. She's 25. But our research team concluded that she's not working on her own."
"What do you mean not working on her own?" Alfred asked.
Towns flipped through the pages and handed them another picture. "This is her picture with an armband. That was taken a month ago at Atlanta, Georgia." Towns pointed at the picture. "Anything familiar?"
Violet narrowed her eyes and looked at the armband. "That's an MS."
"Yes. We believe that Omega was hired by another villain to help him or her. We just don't know who." Towns said.
Alfred gave Violet the papers and crossed his arms. "What about Buddy? What will the NSA do?" he asked.
Towns sighed. "I have contacted the board of directors. They said that we should focus on finding the villain... instead of finding Mr. Pine." Towns said.
Alfred's eyes widened and so does Violet's. He clenched his fist and gritted his teeth. "How could you do that?!" he snapped. "If we find Buddy, we'll find who the hell did this!"
"No, Robbins." Towns' voice was firm. "MS is moving all around. Number of super children were missing and that's what we intend on fixing. I'll have a rescue team go to search for Buddy but I will not focus on that part."
"Director, you told us that th-"
"I told you that when you came to the Reform Program... you have to do the right thing... even if it needs a lot of sacrifice." he said.
"Don't assemble a rescue team." Violet interrupted. Both of them turned to her in surprise.
"I'm going to find him." she replied coldly.
"I am against that Ms. Parr." Director Towns said. "You are to be here and to continue your academic schedules. You too, Robbins."
"No."
"What?"
"No. I'm going to find him. Whether you let me or not. Whether you help me or not." she said.
"If you as much as leave the town, Ms. Parr. You'll be in for a detention." Towns muttered. "Now off you go."
Buddy dragged his feet along the way as the guards lead him to a large metal door. The girl pushed a button and a keypad appeared. Buddy tried to figure out what are the codes but his eyesight was too blurry.
Think, Pine.
The door opened and it revealed a room filled with many screens, a large table and a hooded figure.
He was holding something in his hand.
"Nice to see you, Mr. Pine." his voice was distorted, probably to keep anyone from knowing who he or she is.
"Technically, you don't see me." he snarled. "You're too focused on your screens."
The man turned around and Buddy was surprised to see his face. Well, not his face. But a mask.
"Then maybe I do see you now?" he replied. "Thanks to Omega, you are here now."
Omega grinned widely and crossed her arms, proud at the mention of her name.
"Omega? Pssh. That's a lame name. And who are you again? Morning Glory? Morning What?" Buddy smirked.
"It's Morning Star!" the masked man banged the table. Buddy didn't flinch, not even a little.
"Now... shall we make our deal?" Morning Star asked.
Buddy scoffed and looked away from him. "Whatever you give me, I won't do anything you want."
Morning Star nodded. "What about your mother? You wouldn't want her harmed, do you?"
Buddy's eyes widened and he let out a growl. "You won't touch her. NSA had her by now."
"You're right. They had her. I guess we don't have anything to bargain with you right now." Morning Star said. "But here's the thing, Syndrome. I-"
"I'm not Syndrome anymore." Buddy interjected, blue eyes glaring at him.
"Well, Mr. Pine. Here's the deal. I want you to create for me a gun. Not just any gun. A large beam gun. And in return, you'll be home safe before you know it? Isn't that easy?"
"Why don't you do it yourself, self-proclaimed genius?" he snapped.
Omega grabbed his hair and was about to punch him when Morning Star interfered. "There's no need for such violence, Omega. Mr. Pine will help us." he said. "You can do it. You've been the world's greatest inventor. I need that gun..."
Buddy simply laughed and shook his head.
Morning Star finally snapped his fingers. "Take him to Tartarus. He'll give in sooner or later."
A wide grin spread across Omega's face. "Yes, Morning Star."
The guards dragged Buddy away.
Alfred grumbled as they made their way out of the office. As soon as they were out, Alfred kicked a nearby trash can. Violet rushed to stop him.
"Your tantrum won't help us!" she said.
Alfred looked at Violet. "Then what would we do?"
Violet licked her now dry lips and looked at Alfred. "We'll go find him."
"But Director Towns-"
"Screw Director Towns." she replied. "I'm not going to rely on their rescue team. We're going to go get Buddy. Meet at the industrial park tomorrow at 4:00 PM. Take what you think would help us."
Violet didn't come back to the apartment as Buddy instructed her. She was staying with Antonette for a little while. And when Antonette saw her packing her bags, the girl knew exactly what she was doing.
"You're going to go after him?"
"Yep." she replied. "And please don't tell anyone. Just tell them I went back to Metroville or something."
Antonette nodded. "I'm coming."
Violet stopped, hands dropping whatever she was holding. "Ann, I would feel better-"
"If I stay here? Violet... I would feel better if I'm with you." she said.
"They'd notice if we both disappear."
"They'd notice too when I ran out of excuses." Antonette said. "Besides, I have what you need."
"What?"
"A jet."
"A what?!"
"Hey. My dad owned one, back when he was still doing superhero work." Antonette told her.
"You have a freaking jet all this time?"
"Hey, calm down!" Antonette said, raising her hand. "We have to go to Philly first."
Before Violet could argue, there was a knock on Antonette's door.
Both of them went to see who it is. It was Jonah.
"Violet."
He looked very worried. "Are you alright? I heard what happened days ago."
"I'm fine, Jonah." she replied warmly.
"I also heard what happened to your roommate."
God. So he knows who her roommate is now?
"Jonah... I."
"I know... It's Syndrome. He's your roommate."
"Antonette, can you give us a minute?"
Antonette nodded and went inside.
"He's not just that..." Violet replied.
"What is he then?"
"He's... my..."
"Boyfriend?" Jonah continued her sentence.
"I was.. scared you'd be angry at me for not telling it to you. Jonah, I'm so-"
"It's alright, Vi. Seriously. We're friends remember? I would be whatever you want me to be." Jonah assured her with a smile. "And by the looks of it, you'd go looking for him."
Violet let out a deep sigh. "Yes. I have to."
"I'll cover you up."
"What?"
"I'll make sure nobody knows you've left. Principal Wilson already ordered everyone to be on lockdown. She's afraid that the students here might be kidnapped too." Jonah told her. "But Violet... please... stay in contact with me. I want you safe. You and Antonette."
"Thanks, Jonah." she said, holding his hand. "Thank you very much."
"You're welcome, Violet."
The next day, Violet and Antonette came to the industrial park where Alfred was waiting.
"I thought it would be just between you and me?" Alfred asked, looking at Antonette.
"Hey, girls work together." Antonette argued.
"We need to go. Jonah told me that the NSA agents would go looking for us the sooner they found out we're gone." Violet said.
"Get in the car." Alfred said.
Buddy groaned as he tried to move. Each time he does, he feels a searing pain in his body. He was covered in sweat and blood. His hands were chained and he could still feel the electrifying feeling he felt before. Omega stood infront of him, staring at him like he was some sort of puzzle.
"It's a simple deal, Pine." she murmured. "Don't burden yourself."
Buddy grinned and spit out the blood from his mouth. "I'd rather be dead before you make me say yes."
Omega chuckled. "I would actually do that if it weren't for Morning Star's request to keep you alive." she murmured. "We need that brain of yours, Pine."
Buddy jerked away from her fingers that was touching his forehead.
"Somehow we'll find a way to make you say yes." she grinned and walked away. "Yes, Morning Star? I'll be on my way."
Violet blinked her eyes, they've been traveling for an hour and a half now. She looked behind them. There was no NSA agent following them. Good. She looked at Antonette who was sleeping peacefully in the back seat. Alfred was focused on the road.
"We're almost there." he said.
"Someone's following us." Both of them jumped at Antonette's voice.
"What? I thought you were sleeping." Alfred asked.
"I am. I just had the feeling in my guts that someone's been following us."
"From where?"
"Right when we turned into the gas station." she said looking behind.
Violet looked in the rear view mirror. There was nothing.
"It's nothing-"
"I agree with Antonette." Alfred swallowed hard. He looked up.
"That red car had been following us."
"NSA?"
"I don't know."
"If they start shooting, then it's not NSA." Antonette said.
Alfred looked at the car and it sped off and overtake.
"False alarm." Alfred said, chuckling.
But then there was a loud screech and the red car blocked their path.
"Holy!" Alfred said as he stepped on the brakes.
The car stopped.
As soon as the windows of the red car went down, Alfred grabbed a hold on the clutch. "Hold on to something."
A redhead girl smirked and fired shots at them.
Alfred stepped on the gas and immediately tried to turn the car.
"Omega!"
"How the hell did she find us?!" Violet asked.
"OMEGA WHO?!"
Alfred didn't answer, instead he tried to get the car out of the place. "Keep your heads down! Violet, put a forcefield around the car!"
"What?!"
"PUT A FORCEFIELD AROUND THE CAR!"
Purple bubble covered the car as it sped out of the place.
The two cars raced around the empty highway. Sounds of Omega's gunshots can be heard.
"We need to lose her first before we proceed to my house!" Antonette said.
"Alfred!"
"I'm trying! My car's an old model what do you expect? Rocket boosters?!"
The red car almost caught up with them. Omega pulled out a gun and pointed at Alfred.
"Bye bye, force fields." she grinned.
But even before she could fire the gun the back of the car was hit by a beam and flew up, rolling behind them.
"What the hell was that?!" Antonette asked.
It was another car. A chevrolet impala.
"I know that car." Alfred swallowed hard.
It stopped right beside them.
As the windows rolled down, Violet and Antonette was surprised to see who it was.
"Cara? What are you doing here?!" Violet asked.
"Elites never leave anyone behind." she said, face emotionless. "I know this bastard would drag you into a mess." Her eyes focused on Alfred.
"He didn't. I planned this." Violet said.
"Okay, before we argue on the road. Get moving. That redhead will come back soon." she said. "I'll follow you."
"Why is she coming with us?" Antonette asked.
"Answers later, Ann? Okay?" Alfred said.
Fire covered the back of Omega's car. The redhead grunted and pulled herself out of the wreckage. Police sirens can be heard from distance.
"Oh... so they had an Incredible on their side. Impressive." she grinned before walking out and clicking a small button, blowing the car up.
"Hello, yes. They're with the Parr girl."