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The street was quiet. It was midnight and nobody was around. She walked around the corner until she saw the house…the one she was searching for the past so many months. She unwrapped the blanket and placed the child in the small patio as she was told. He gurgled a little but made no fuss and quietly slept. She had to be a little careful. There was a lot of tension in this part of the town. Lawsuits were being filed; super heroes were condemned to a secret life and never to use their powers again. She smiled. You will be safer here, son.

She kissed him goodbye and started walking down the street. She got into the bus and got off at the station and walked inside the train. She felt as if she was being followed. She turned around. There was nothing. It was moving from behind her. The last thing she saw was a red light blazing in front of her eyes. She dropped even before she could scream

16 years later…

"Bob!!!! Are you ready yet? It's getting late!!" Helen Parr was really mad. Bob Parr, A.K.A Mr. Incredible got a second chance for a job at his insurance company.

"I'll be right down, honey."

Dash raced downstairs.

"Wow Dad!! Are you getting your old Job back? That's awesome!!"

Violet Parr wasn't too excited about it, but nevertheless she wished him luck and kissed him in his cheek and he was off to work.

"Dash…Violet…Get ready for school!" Helen was getting frantic.

"Aw …Mom…. Dash's in the shower", Violet yelled.

Dash yelled from inside the shower.

What's the matter Vi? Wanna look squeaky clean for Tony Rydinger?" He laughed to himself.

Ever since her teens, Violet has had a crush on Tony Rydinger. Recently she managed to get a date with him and she was counting the days till that magic day.

On the bus, in the school hallway, in the classroom…everywhere was filled with thoughts about Tony Rydinger. Class was over, but as she stepped outside, Violet Parr slipped and fell, her books all over the place.

"Oh… Lemme get that." She turned around to see who it was.

He was tall, about 6 feet 3 inches, well built, and twinkling hazel eyes.

"Hi, I'm Michael, Michael Williams."

"Violet Parr" She wasn't stunned by his presence, but there was something about him that was magnetizing.

"Thank you…uh…for helping me."

"Anytime."

She saw him walk away. How come I've never seen him around?

"Hey…dreamer!!!!" Violet turned around. It was Annie, her best friend.

"Hey Annie… Did you see that guy over there? Who is he? How come I haven't seen him before?"

"Oh he's the new guy. His name is Mike. Kinda cute isn't he? He came from the neighboring town."

"Oh that's interesting…" Violet didn't seem to care much, but a voice in her head said Go talk to him during lunch.

It was lunchtime and Violet saw him sitting in one corner. Se seized the moment and sat next to him.

"Hi Mike."

"Hey Violet."

"Oh…you can call me Vi." It was that voice again. "So where are you from?"

"From the neighboring town. I moved here a month ago. I didn't want to but my dad gotta new job here."

"Believe me I know how hard it is to move frequently. Anyway, I wanted to ask you…

Do you have a girl friend? "Have you made friends yet?"

"Well, considering the fact that I joined school only today…You're the first friend I have made."

YESSSS!!!!! "Wow I'm happy to know that. Hey…if you wanna hang out sometime, just gimme a call."

"Sure thing."

The voice in her head was controlling Violet. As she walked away, Mike looked at her. At the outset Violet Parr was a tall, slender, beautiful girl of sixteen. She had hazel-black eyes, and the most outstanding feature was her shiny black hair that flowed like a waterfall down her head. Ever since her father's capture in Nomanisan Island and then syndrome's death, she had pulled her hair behind her head, which both menatll and physically signified a change in her character. She was a changed girl transforming slowly but surely into a beautiful woman. She was now well accepted in her social surroundings and was well on the way to become the woman she wanted to be.

She stared at Mike and thought to herself. Who are you?