Hello, my name is Tony Rydinger. Yeah, I know what you're thinking: "Why are you telling me this?" Well, I am telling you this because...I nearly just avoided having my memory wiped by an old guy who is really an old government agent. No offense, but he literally looks middle-aged or past it. Anyway, another question you might be asking is: "Why would an old guy who is really an old government agent wipe my memory?" Honestly, there's no real way to explain it, so I'm not going to sugarcoat it, let alone attempt to.

I think the girl I like is a masked superhero.

Yeah, it's just as messed up as it sounds, but it's the truth. Some time ago, there was this madman attempting to take over the city, simple and clean. They called him "The Underminer", a name which – in my opinion – is as clichéd as his supervillain motives, if not worse; seriously, what is with the overuse of the word "The" when it came to supervillain naming? "The Red Skull", "The Green Goblin", and "The Mad Titan", just to name a few. And they're not the only ones; superheroes are not immune to this rule. "The Avengers", "The X-Men", and "The Fantastic Four", just to again name a few. Sorry, I went on a little rant there. Continuing on with the story, "The Underminer" (clichéd name, by the way) managed to destroy half of Metroville before that one team stopped him from destroying the other half.

There was four, five if you include the baby. The father was exceptionally tall with a massive chest, shoulders, and arms giving him the appearance of a typical middle-aged father, complemented by his receding blonde hair and blue eyes; because of his gigantic build, his main power was nigh-invincibility. The adult female was shorter but slender with brown hair, browner eyes, wide hips, thick thighs, a big behind, and a sizable bust; she had the ability of flexibility or to stretch at any length to anywhere. Wow, I really went into detail there. (For the record, I never said this; my friends did.) The first young male's appearance mirrored that of the adult's, with blonde hair and blue eyes but with freckles; he could run faster than the speed of light or sound combined. The second youngest male had a single tuft of light brown hair and blue eyes darker than the adult's or his brothers; because he was an infant, he couldn't possibly have any powers...at least, not that I know of.

The daughter...had a very slender build with a small waistline. She had long, straight, waist-length blue-black hair that, while covering her face, was held up by an orange hairband. Her eyes were the color of her namesake just as her personality was, a testament to how undoubtedly beautiful she was...in my eyes, anyway. Nobody at school recognized her civilian identity because she was an introvert, a wallflower...a shrinking violet.

Her name was Violet Parr...but I just call her "Little Miss Disappear". Sounds cheesy, I know.

So, why isn't she the narrator of this story, you may be asking? Well, here's the thing: she doesn't know that I do know...about her secret identity. In fact, I may be the only one who actually deduced her and her family's alias using simple common sense. Honestly, no other person could ever see through their domino masks and locate their cheekbones...besides me, of course, which is why I'm narrating the story...for a while, at least.

"Behold, the Underminer! I'm always beneath you, but nothing is beneath me! I hereby declare war on peace and happiness! Soon, all will tremble before me!"

Tony ran out of the way of fleeing citizens in panic before sliding underneath a car. Crawling from one side to the other in order to witness the large-scale CGI-esque battle unfold, his attention eventually turned to a group of superheroes who were bickering amongst themselves. Strangely enough, said group even included a baby in a stroller with a costume of his own. Was this a family of superheroes?

"You two watch Jack-Jack!"

"But I thought we were going to go and – "

"You heard your mother! Trampoline me!"

The mother stretched herself between two vehicles into a trampoline to launch her husband into the sky and onto the drill, following suit not soon after. He crawled out from beneath the car and watched the first son and daughter engage in petty squabbles before the former sped off to join his mother and father in battle, leaving the latter to watch the happily oblivious baby. Overcome with ever-so-growing frustration, she growled as she tore off the mask and threw it on the ground, burying her now unconcealed face in her gloved hands.

Tony's eyes widened at the revelation before him. The girl he had a crush on was in fact a Super. He wasn't completely sure if Violet harbored a crush on him as well – Wait, what?! This girl is a Super, and that is the one thing you focus on?

Violet herself turned around to pace around, but her blood ran cold the moment her eyes focused on him. Her vision optics themselves comically widened just as his did a moment earlier. A nervous smile flashed across her face as she awkwardly waved 'Hi' to him, the baby turning back with a hint of curiosity.

"Hi..."

"... Hi."

"Tony... This isn't what you think this is."

Her anxious nature when attempting to explain herself only made matters worse for them both. The fact that the cumbersome confrontation was occurring in the midst of a big-city battle was just rubbing salt in the wound. Despite this fact, however, Tony somehow found it within himself to continue her soon-to-be short-lived conversation with Violet.

"Are you sure? Because I think that your superhero family – yourself included – are fighting a madman with a gigantic drill bent on wrecking havoc on the city."

Tony couldn't help but act so smug and revel in the irony of it all: A normal civilian harbored a crush on a Super and vice versa. What were the odds? Of course, he wasn't smug to the point of angering her; otherwise, he was in for a powerful pummeling from both of her parents...or herself. Luckily for him, Violet seemed to be catching on with his little charade, as she emitted a hot pink blush and toothy grin with the same kind of nervousness tinged within.

"So...are we still on for tonight?"

"Uh...yeah! Yes, of course! Assuming that Rick Dicker won't wipe your memory clean after we have this conversation..."

Well, he didn't see this coming.

"... What?"

"I shouldn't be telling you this, but most of the Supers in hiding are supervised by the Super Relocation Act. This old guy is in charge, and he can erase the minds of any citizens who figures out their identities."

"... Huh. It honestly sounds cool...if I wasn't one of those citizens."

"That's my point. If anybody sees you talking to me, then they'll connect the dots."

"It shouldn't be hard, then. Everybody's busy running for their lives."

"Even so, you can't tell Dicker about us – this. About this. If so, he would..."

"He won't. Don't worry, I won't tell him anything."

Suddenly, an explosion sounded from behind Violet and in front of Tony, prompting them both to glance towards it. The former turned toward the latter, both of whom exchanged smiles with one another.

"So..."

"So..."

"I'll see you tonight?"

"I'll see you tonight...assuming my memory doesn't get erased first."

Violet giggled before she turned tail and charged into battle with the baby in tow. Tony chuckled at this before turning tail and running in the opposite direction. He had a pretty good feeling about this.

The movie theater date, not the superhero identity crisis. Although...

I felt kind of bad about it. Maybe I should've said 'Hi' or something. It's not her fault. Superheroes are illegal. It's not like I don't like strong girls. I'm pretty secure...manhood wise. I mean, I actually did say 'Hi' and start up a fairly decent conversation with the girl I liked. My problem is this: There are risks when falling in love with a superhero, especially when you're a normal citizen.

Of course, that didn't mean it was possible...if not easy.

Tony clocked out of The Happy Platter and bid his parents goodbye; they in turn wished him good luck on his date. Boarding his motorcycle (he hadn't quite gotten accustomed to the driver's wheel just yet), he sped off to the movie theater and walked up the front steps, buying the tickets before the concessions. As he waited for Violet to arrive, he took a look at the poster of the movie they were both watching. It was a superhero movie about a super soldier from the 1940's who wakes up in the 1970's and faced with an unfamiliar world; he must face a familiar enemy who sought to eradicate freedom.

Where had he seen that before?

Conveniences aside, the seed for a potentially great idea was planted in his right mind. However, he would dwindle on that great idea later on tonight. Right now...

He had a date.

A/N: Before you ask... Yes, this is an AU where Tony's memories of him discovering Violet as a superhero weren't erased. (Talk about wasted potential, huh?) While The Incredibles franchise are essentially superhero films, I saw these as having two different genres. While the first was an adventure film with spy and family drama elements, the second was a political/conspiracy thriller with spy and family drama elements. You don't have to agree with me, but take note of the bullet points below:

• This story is inspired by spy/conspiracy fiction, Three Days of the Condor (1975), The Manchurian Candidate (1962), and The Conversation (1974) being primary influences; the action sequences are inspired by the Bourne series (2002-present), John Wick (2014-present), and Kingsman (2015-present).

• I'm not saying Tony will become the official Captain America in this universe, but he's really close. (In fact, he becomes three different Marvel superheroes. Don't ask me how that works, I'm saving it for a surprise of mine.)

• A crossover between two or more cartoons will occur eventually; this takes place in another dimension.