Location: NSA, LA Base

Penny hoped that S.B Williams would have more decent living quarters. Her room at the NSA base was quite uncomfortable. The girl exited her room and followed the guard to the exit.
Up front there were two cars. One would take her to the school and the other was to take her family to a safe house or something. Somewhere safe where her attacker from yesterday wouldn't find them, hopefully.
They were nice enough to give her a few minutes to say goodbye.

Currently, Penny was hugging her mother, who was returning the gesture.

"You sure you'll be okay?" Elise asked.

"I'll be fine mom." Penny assured. "Think of it as boarding school and once school break comes, I'll be running through the door ready for that big ol' holiday feast." Her Tennesseean accent kicking in.

Elise smiled. Seeing Penny be positive was enough to ease her worries. Of course she still worried. How could she do her job as a mother if she couldn't keep her daughter in sight? But she trusted the NSA and she trusted them to keep her daughter out of harm's way. Otherwise they'll be dealing with a very pissed off mother.

Bolt barked when Penny came to him.

"Hey, silly doggy." She smiled as she scratched the back of his ears. She knew the look he was giving her all to well. It was the same look he gave her everyday when she had to leave the studio. "I know you don't want me to go, but I have to Bolt."

The whimper he gave her broke her heart. For so long she had wanted to be like normal kids and have fun with her pet. When that finally happened, she never would've thought it would end. She also realised she wasn't normal to begin with. What she could do, no one else could. As far as she knew anyway. But her skills were still considered unique. All she really knew about supers was that the world had mixed feelings about them. Some people saw them as gods, others saw them as threats, but being one herself, she knew that supers could be just as normal as those without powers.

"I have to go, Bolt." She said. "I promise I'll be back before you know it. You promise to take care of everyone while I'm gone." She said.

Although the canine was sad to see Penny go, something he wished he'd never have to experience again, he wanted to make her proud and he was going to take his given task seriously. He couldn't wait to see Penny come home and be greeted happily by the family he had promise to protect. In response, Bolt barked cheerfully at her.

"That's my good boy." Penny said and gave him a final scratch. The red head got up and headed to her designated ride.

Once in the car, Penny looked out the back window and watched until her family was out of sight. She wondered how long it would be until she saw them again.

"I can only imagine how hard that must've been." Schmidt said once Penny turned around in her seat.

"It's not the first time I had to say goodbye like that."

"What do you mean?"

"It was like that at the studio. They never let me take Bolt home and I had to say goodbye to him everyday."

"Harsh. Why wouldn't they let you take your dog home?"

"They believed that if Bolt thought everything was real, he'd believe it was real and so it made a more realistic experience when watching the show."

"Wow. Show business. They do just about anything to get ratings. I never thought that they'd keep a kid from their pet in order to do so." Schmidt said in disbelief. "How did they even pull it off?"

Penny went silent. "Well...they did have a little help. Not that they knew."

Schmidt raised an eyebrow. "You're saying that you changed his perspective of reality?"

"I guess you could call it that. The first time I tried it, it was like I was really living it. But then it just became an attempt to make the times I had with Bolt real." She admitted.

"That desperate, huh?"

"Yeah."

"How exactly do your powers work. I know it's illusion, but what's the extent of it? Who sees it and all that?"

She never gave much thought on who saw what when it came to her ability. She always just saw it as people see what she wants them to.

"Sometimes I can do just the one person or the whole room. It depends. I never thought about it before. Since no one said anything on set, I figured only Bolt and I saw it."

"As far as I know, your old studio, none of them ever reported anything out of the ordinary happening. There was that fire a few years ago, but I heard the dog accidentally caused it."

"It was a stunt double to replace Bolt when he was missing. The dog had the look, but not the skill."

"At least things turned out fine after that. Everyone recovered."

"Everyone was lucky." She probably was the luckiest. When everyone had gotten out, she was still trapped inside. Not even her illusions could save her. That was one of the times she truly knew the difference between fantasy and reality. She couldn't focus and anything she conjured up became distorted. Thankfully Bolt found her when he did and didn't give up on her. Despite the situation, she doubted she'd ever felt more relieve and happy then seeing Bolt across the debris.

"So how long till we get there?" Penny asked.

"Should be a couple of hours. They didn't want it to be close to any kind of civilization." Schmidt answered.

"So it's in the middle of nowhere?"

"Affirmative. It's an old unused base. Guess they thought it was time to use the old thing and give it another run."

"Please tell me it's not going to be like the base we were just at." Penny said, secretly begging it wasn't.

Schmidt chuckled. "Oh don't worry Miss Forrester. It's living quarters are quite tolerable. And I hear you can decorate your room as you like. Depending your roommate isn't concerned about your choice of decor."

"Roommate?!" Penny's eyes widened with surprise.

Location: Metroville, Parr residence

The reaction the Parr children had to the news of attending a school for supers was taken quite well.

Dash was stoked about the idea, saying at his current school he didn't have any real competition because everyone he went up against would never really beat him in running based sports. Basically, he was excited about the idea of having real competitions.

Violet, however, was more mature about it. She had her doubts. One hand, she didn't want to change schools again. She had gotten use to being at Western View and she finally had friends there. But on the other hand, this was a school for people like her. All her life she had wanted to fit in and be accepted for what she was. Maybe S.B Williams could give her the normal high school experience she had wanted. Her life at Western View could be considered normal, but she was only being asked to be half of who she was. The half that was easily accepted into society.

Violet stood up front, eyeing the car that was to take her away from this life. She understood the reason for all this. It was to keep her and Dash safe. At least she had some family with her, even if that family member was Dash. It wasn't often they were on the same page and as siblings, fighting with each other was part of the job description. Still, the two would always be there and watch out for each other.

A hand fell on her shoulder and Violet turned to her mother's familiar face. She was smiling warmly and it made Violet feel a little good inside.

"Hey, don't think and don't worry." Helen simply told her.

Violet smiled at her mother's words. She always knew what to say to her.

"And keep your brother out of trouble." Helen added.

Violet laughed. "I will, mom. I will." She promised and gave her mother one last hug before entering the car.

"Do you think there'll be other people with the same abilities as us?" Dash asked once the car began to drive.

"I don't know." Violet shrugged, placing her earbuds in and selecting a song from her playlist.

"Speed is a common power." Lillian told the boy, her eyes not leaving the road.

"So there are more like me? I bet I'm faster than all of them." He said confidentially.

"I doubt it, young Parr. Some of these guys are older and had their powers longer. The usual case is your powers develop over time. Then again, I did see in your file, your speed appeared about the time you could crawl. So you might have a chance."

"Sweet." Dash grinned, glad he had a possibility of taking down his competition.

"What could one say about invisibility?" Violet asked, taking one earbud out so she could hear the conversation.

"Invisibility is one of those rare powers. There are several who could become transparent, but we just can't see them." Lillian said jokingly.

"Ha! I get it." Dash laughed and Violet only rolled her eyes.

"Of course we'd get a joker." Violet said.

"Oh don't be such a sour puss." The driver said.

"She's always like that." Dash told her. "You're lucky you're not me. Because if I said it, I'd be sandwiched between the car window and a forcefield."

"I know the whole sibling deal." Lillian gave a nod. "My brothers use to gang up on me as a kid. I would've love to had powers to show them whose boss."

While Dash and Lillian exchanged stories, Violet tuned them both out. Putting her music a little louder so she wouldn't hear them talk. She looked at the messages her friends were giving her and Violet knew she had to lie to them. The life of a super was hard. You had to go to extreme measures to keep your identity safe and had to be careful with who you'd choose to place in your trust circle.

All Violet replied with was that she got accepted to some boarding school and that outside contact was prohibited. In a way that was the truth. Their headed location was off grid and if she wanted to contact someone, it would have to be someone on location. All she could really contact was Dash and he didn't really understand the mind of a teenage girl and she didn't exactly understand the mind of a twelve year old boy.

Maybe she might make friends there. Seeing as everyone would be on the same page with little to hide concerning their abilities, it shouldn't be a challenge.

The drive was long. After leaving the city, they saw very few establishments. It even went to the point where it just seemed they weren't moving at all.

"You two are probably going to be popular there." Lillian suddenly said.

"And why is that?" Violet asked.

"Your parents are practically superhero royalty. Once people put two and two together you'll be the talk of the school." Lillian answered.

"Great." Violet said sarcastically. Standing out wasn't her thing. Sure, she was comfortable around people now, but having people talk about her was another thing. Just the thought of walking in the room and have people talk about her made her uneasy.

"That's so cool." Dash exclaimed. "My fans probably want to see some super speed action. I should practice giving out autographs."

"Maybe you should work on being less of a show off." Violet said.

"You're jealous because I'm more popular than you are." Dash retorted.

"Yeah...that's the reason. I'm not the one with my head in the clouds thinking they're the most important person in the universe."

Lillian laughed as the two siblings quarrelled. The two may have had super powers, but seeing them like this just showed that they were just like any normal set of siblings.
They'd fight and argue over little things, but at the end of the day they were still a family and would love each other no matter what.

"Are we there yet?" Dash moaned, snapping Lillian from her thoughts.

"It's gonna be a while. So just sit back and relax." She said.

Location: San Fransokyo, Lucky Cat Cafe

"Hold it." Hiro interrupted.

The NSA agent, who revealed his name was Dave Saunders, blinked when the boy stopped him.

"You're saying that I not only have telekinesis, but I may also have other powers?" Hiro clarified.

"As I was saying. Like every other known super, they're born with their powers. Some cases, they don't develop their skills until later on in life. Such as your telekinesis. Your other skills you've already begun to show."

"I'm pretty sure I would've already known if I had powers." Hiro said matter of factly.

"So you're aware that you have advanced intellect and mechanical intuition?" Dave asked.

"What?" Hiro said confused.

"Advanced intellect can be defined as having an IQ much higher than the human's average IQ. Mechanical intuition means one has a high understanding of machinery and the way they function." Baymax defined.

Hiro blinked at the robot and then back at the man.

"Your robot basically just defined them. Except on a super scale, one with advanced intellect and or mechanical intuition doesn't really need to study in order to understand. I bet you just pick up a book and instantly understand what they're talking about. You don't even need a dictionary to define some of the words you've never heard of because you simply just knew the definition. And when you look at a machine, you know exactly what makes it tick."

He was speechless. Hiro had to think about whether or not Dave was right. Unfortunately he was. When he was three in and a half, he had managed to finish Tadashi's robotics project and even improved it. During that moment, he had never once learned about laws of robotics. All he knew was that this piece was suppose to go there and this connected with that and so on.
And during pop quizzes when he was in school, Hiro had successfully managed to score one hundred percent on all of them and they usually had questions no one recalled learning.
Could all of that been because he had powers?

"But why would telekinesis just kick in now?"

"It could be an extension of your ability. As we've learnt, some supers can develop their abilities as time goes by. An example could be a speedster. If they ran fast enough, they could vibrate their molecules, allowing them to go through walls."

This was still all too much to take in. Yesterday he was just a normal kid who never would've thought he had powers and now, he was about to leave his home to go to some super school.

"Now." Dave stood up from his seat. "I've got a schedule to keep and if we want to make it to the rendezvous on time, I suggest we start going."

"Okay. Just let me say goodbye to my aunt one more time."

Dave rolled his eyes, but let the boy give a final farewell.

"You got five minutes." He said.

Hiro nodded and came to his aunt in the cafe.

"I gotta go, aunt Cass." He told her.

"I wish you didn't." She dropped what she was doing and came over to her nephew.

"Me too." He told her. He had told the others that he had to be going away for a while. Their reactions were more confusion as Hiro didn't specify.
Well he couldn't tell them he was attending some super school. It was made clear, those things had to be kept secret. He did trust them, but Dave stated the less they knew right now, the better. The man did assure him that once all this was over, he could go back home and do as he pleased. He even assured if things went out of hand with his abilities, they'd be here to fix it up. That had to be good right?

Cass and Hiro gave each other a tight hug. Guess neither were going to get that for a while.

"Maybe you should take Baymax. That way you'll have at least one friend." Cass said.

Hiro shook his head. "I think it's better he stays with you. At least you won't be alone."

"Oh Hiro." The woman failed to hold back her tears. When she found out he had to leave, the tears were an endless waterfall.

"Okay. I gotta go now." Hiro said over his aunt's shoulder. "And I'll be back."

Cass pulled back and wiped her tears away. She stepped back and looked over her nephew. He had grown so much, but no matter what, she could always see that little three year old who came to her door thirteen years ago.
Hiro was so lost. He didn't understand what had happened and his curiosity had made her smile when he walked through the door and was so fascinated by everything in her home. The innocence he brought made her forget the tragedy that happened.

"Last hug." Hiro announced before pulling his aunt into another embrace and quickly let go. The boy grabbed his last bag and headed to the door.

"Be safe." Cass whispered as she watched Hiro walk out the door.

Dave was not really a conversationalist. Meaning the drive was mostly silent. There was the car radio playing and the occasional sound outside, whether it be a bird tweeting or the wind blowing. But it was silence between the two inside the vehicle.

"Are car rides always like this?" Hiro asked, hoping to kill his boredom somehow.

"Like what?" Dave raised an eyebrow.

"Silent." Hiro replied blankly.

"It depends on the passenger."

That could be a fair answer. Who knew who else had sat where he sat now? They could probably be obnoxious and talk non-stop.

"Do you drive supers around often?"

"Sometimes." Hiro noticed his tone was always the same as he spoke, clearly the man was not one to socialize. But he was curious and bored, so if he didn't say anything, then Hiro assumed it was fine.

"You'll always have a super who reveals themselves to the public and we're just meant to clean it up."

"Clean?"

"Erase memories, pay to keep the companies quiet, relocate families." Dave went on. "Not everyone accepts supers. You're lucky you weren't around during the super lawsuits."

"I heard about that. It was during the Golden Ages of supers. Back in 2023."

"Of course the kid with super smarts would know that." Dave said sarcastically.

Hiro only looked at him unamused. Why of all people did he have to be stuck with this guy as his escort? Didn't the NSA have more lively people?

"You guys seemed to know I was a super before I did. So how'd you know?" The teen crossed his arms.

"Our technologies allow us to locate supers and can also state their abilities. You use to just have the two powers and so security was low for you, but when your telekinesis appeared, security went up a notch."

"You guys were spying on me?! How did I not notice a bunch of guys in black suits?!"

"The NSA is more stealthy than that. We blend in and keep tabs."

"Okay." Hiro slowly nodded. It still made him uncomfortable knowing he had been watched throughout his life.

"But how did I even get my powers?" He asked.

"I wasn't informed of your super origins. But it's possible one of your ancestors are super and so the gene passed onto you."

Guess that makes sense, but he never heard of a super coming from his family and when he had bothered to look up a few years ago, he found nothing.

"Of course, it's possible that you're the first in your family to head into the next stage of evolution." Dave added.

Seeing as he didn't have any proof of other supers in his family line, that had to be it. So basically he was the strange one in his family.
He could see family get togethers. Everyone explaining their talents, talents likes singing, painting, dancing. Oh, he could move stuff with his mind and also happens to be super smart.

He shook the thought away. He found out something extraordinary about himself. But he was still the same kid. Same old Hiro Hamada. Powers wouldn't make him different.

Location: Todayland, Robinson residence

Carl had struggled getting Wilbur out of bed. Waking up early was not something Wilbur did.

"I'm up now." Wilbur groaned after having Carl attempt to wake him for the past fifteen minutes.

"Finally. Did you forget you're leaving for school today?" Carl said.

"Oh I remembered. I just wanted to catch a few more minutes of sleep."

"If you didn't wake up sooner, you'd be going there in your pyjamas."

"Touché." Wilbur said.

He only took an hour to get ready. Forty five of those minutes was spent fixing his hair. Keeping the glossy cow lick style wasn't easy. Masterpieces take time.

In the hallway, Wilbur could hear music playing and he knew very well where it was coming from. The boy entered his mother's music room just as the song finished.

"Okay, everyone. That's it for this song." Franny said. But to Wilbur all he heard was frog croaking.

"I'll always find you speaking frog weird." Wilbur admitted, startling his mother, but she smiled seeing her son.

"You know the frogs. They like the occasional frog speak." She chuckled. "I can't believe I'm losing my baby boy."

"I'm not a baby anymore." Wilbur defended. "And you're not losing me."

"I know. But I still sometimes see that little boy who use to short circuit every electrical device he could put his hands on." She placed a hand on his cheek.

His powers developed quite early, appearing before his first birthday. It became difficult as he would send small electric shocks at whoever held him. Franny remembered having to use rubber gloves just to change his diaper. Wilbur eventually stopped, but when the terrible twos came, one had to make sure not to piss him off, otherwise they'd have blackouts. Now, he was growing up, almost a man and he had full control of his powers. It was better he did, but sometimes Franny wouldn't mind relieving some of those crazy moments when Wilbur had little control.

"Lets just hope you all can live without me. With me gone, no one can bring the power back up every time one of dad's inventions causes power outages."

Franny laughed. "I'm sure we'll survive. But it'll be different not having you around."

"You know what dad says..."

"Keep moving forward." They said in unison.

"You better get going." Franny sighed.

"Bye mom." Wilbur hugged her and Franny held tight and gave him endless amounts of kisses on both cheeks. She didn't want to let him go.

"Okay, mom." Wilbur tried to pull away. He knew what she meant by the gesture, but it wasn't his favourite of her affectionate gestures. Mainly because he didn't like being smothered and lacking oxygen.

"Sorry." She smiled sheepishly. Franny then flicked at his cowlick and gave a small smile.

Wilbur walked out of the music room and almost ran into his father.

"I see you escaped your mother's death grip." Cornelius joked.

"I think she surrendered too easily." Wilbur said. He usually had to pull harder to get away or someone had to save him from her. "Is me going away that bad?"

Cornelius wasn't sure what to tell his son. When the NSA agents had told him of what was happening with supers, it worried him as a father. Half his family were supers. They possessed skills that showed they were the next stage of human evolution and someone was taking them one by one.

"I don't really understand the whole super ordeal, but I know that whatever is happening is serious." Cornelius placed a hand on his shoulder.

Wilbur nodded slightly.

"Now, promise me while you're there, you won't cause trouble." Cornelius smirked.

"Pfft...come on, dad. When have I ever caused trouble?" Wilbur laughed.

"Do you really want me to answer?" Cornelius asked sarcastically.

The boy only smiled cockily as he headed out. The inventor wondered when would he be able to see his boy again. He hoped it'd be sooner then later.

When Wilbur got into the car, he jumped when he saw his Uncle Art beside him.

"Woah! What are you doing here?!" He asked startled, hoping he was just here to say goodbye and not to tag along. Please anything but tag along.

"They asked me to teach at this new school of yours. They thought that me having the ability to mimic anything I see would come in handy." Art explained.

Come on!

He did love his uncle, but if he had to listen to one of his stories of how his pizza saved the universe, he'd jump out of this vehicle.

As the car started, Art began to speak.

"You know? I just remembered when my supreme meat lovers saved the planet Narvaak from destruction." Art began.

Wilbur groaned and sank in his seat. This was going to be a long long drive.

AN: Yeah, the timeline is set in the MTR timeline, if you're confused. Think of it as not all cities have been modified to look like Todayland.

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