Test of the heart.

Englishwitch.
The Incredibles.
Test of the heart.
Chapter 14- The penultimate action.

Disclaimer- I do not own The Incredible's, it is a Disney/ Pixar animation motion picture.

Violet slowly got to her feet and glared at Psychewave.
“You.” She growled. “What did you do to me?”
“I did what I had to.” He shouted at her. “Violet is weak. She has morals and principals that would get in the way of her actions. It would cloud your vision and stop you seeing the bigger picture, that ultimate goal.”

Psychewave pushed a button on his wrist controller and above them they could hear the sound of breaking glass. Violet looked up and saw the omnidroid-micro falling toward them. It whirred and spun through the air, flipping a complete three-sixty flip and landing on its feet beside Psychewave. Shifter stepped forward and stood on Psychewave’s other side.
“Don’t try and contend with me Vanisher. Just accept your fate, by my side.”

He held his hand out. Vanisher stared at it furiously. But as she looked…why not? After all, Psychewave may not have gone about his goals in the best way, but he was right, if supers were in charge they could help in bigger and better ways. Her arm twitched, and began to rise toward his.
“Violet?”

Tony’s voice pierced through the fog that was descending on her mind and she snapped back to reality. She raised her arm and slammed her fist into Psychewave’s jaw. He yelled in pain and fell down onto the stage.

Shifter was on Violet in the blink of an eye. He swept his powerful arm down and hit Violet in the stomach with his massive, furred fist. Violet was winded as she flew backwards ten feet and landed on the ground. She groaned, winded, as Shifter stalked closer. Vanisher rolled onto her stomach and dragged herself onto her hands and knees. She tried to crawl away but Shifter grabbed her by her hair and dragged Violet onto her feet. Violet screamed and punched Shifter’s arms. But he didn’t seem to feel a thing.

Shifter lifted her from the ground and tossed her across the stage. Violet lost her sense of up and down as she went toward Psychewave again. He grabbed her with his telekinetic powers and she was stuck in mid-air, thrashing wildly.
“Leave her alone.” Tony yelled. He leapt onto the stage and rushed at Psychewave. The omnidroid leapt into action and tackled Tony. He fell backwards and was pinned to the floor by the robot.

Violet was tossed back toward Shifter. As she drew closer he swiped his claws and bashed Violet straight out of the air. She screamed as a streak of fiery pain ripped across her chest and she fell onto the stage next to Tony. Shifters claws had torn three lines across her chest, blood was beginning to flow out of three shallow cuts.

Shifter leapt over and swiped at Violet again. His giant fist hit her in the side and Violet screamed in agony as she flew off of the stage and onto the hard concrete sidewalk. Her vision swam for several seconds, threatening to black out. She raised her head but couldn’t focus on anything around her. A taste in the back of her mouth made her gag and she coughed violently, causing a wave of pain in her chest. Blood spattered on the path and filled her mouth with a coppery taste. Violet rolled onto her back and looked up at the stage, she could only make out blurry figures, but she could hear almost perfectly.
“Finish her.” Psychewave’s voice called out.

A large shadow, she could only assume was Shifter, jumped from the stage.
“Leave her alone.” Yelled Tony’s voice. Shifter stepped right in front of Violet and leaned over her.
“You could have had it all.” He growled quietly as he grabbed at her throat.

“HEY.” A blur swept by and slapped Shifters arm. The thing was moving so fast that Shifter was knocked several feet left of Violet. Shifter barely had time to know what happened when the blur returned. Dash tackled Shifter and knocked the beast onto his back. Dash punched Shifter in rapid succession. It looked like he had three pairs of arms, all aimed at Shifters jaw.
“Don’t touch my sister.” He growled as he punched again and again.

Violet stared hard and fought through the pain. Her eyes slid into crystal clear focus.
“Dash?” She whispered. She coughed, more pain shot across her ribs her eyes stung with tears she could no longer hold back.

There was a screech of tyres as someone slammed on the breaks to a large sports car. Violet saw the Incredimobile skidding to a halt. The car had barely come to a stop and Mr. Incredible jumped out of the drivers seat and ran over to Violet.
“Dad.” She whispered breathlessly. “You came. Why?”

He didn’t say a word, he wrapped his powerful arms around his daughter and carried her back to his car. Violet caught sight of Psychewave standing on the stage, a triumphant smile on his face. Then her vision blackened and she fell unconscious.

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Agent Rick Dicker, accompanied with a doctor, emerged from Violet’s room. Both of them had grim expressions on their faces.

Helen and Bob Parr rose from their seats and moved in front of them.
“Is she alright?” She asked desperately. The doctor nodded his head and Helen sighed with deep relief.
“I’ve done all I can, she just needs a few weeks of bed rest now.” He packed his bag and shook Bob’s hand.
“Pleasure to meet you sir. Ma’am.” He smiled and left. Bob or Helen would have shown him to the door, but they were a little bit too concerned with Violet at the moment. A few seconds later a car was heard driving away.

Bob and Helen turned to Rick asking for answers. Rick took a seat in the living room and Bob and Helen joined him. He looked quite serious and both Bob and Helen knew there was more to their daughter’s well being than the doctor’s diagnosis.
“Rick?” Bob asked. Rick looked back to Violet room and back to his friends.
“We have done extensive investigations into Psychewave and his abilities. We haven’t found much, he has been able to cover up his past quite well. But thanks to Violet, we have managed to answer a few of the more difficult inquires.”

Helen glanced at Violet’s room and thought about going in to see her for a second, but Rick interrupted.
“Violet was asleep when the doctor and I left the room. It’s been a more than trying day for her.” He said gently. Helen didn’t take her eyes off of Violet’s bedroom door for several minutes. Bob gripped her hand and Helen found the strength to turn away. Rick continued.
“You already know what I have told you about Psychewave and his powers. He finds a persons secret desires and makes those urges grow. Making a person’s hidden, dark side gain strength. Violet was able to resist at first, the morals you gave in raising her kept her fighting between her private desires and her principles for a long time. But eventually she seemed to come to a crossroads where she had to choose who she would be. The kind and dutiful person you know, doing what is right, or the dark and ruthless person you knew, doing whatever she felt like to get what she wanted, regardless of who got hurt. Psychewave made the choice easier.”
“What do you mean?” Asked Bob.
“He manipulated her mind in a way I’ve never heard of before. Psychewave had weakened Violet’s ability to resist temptation through repeated exposure to him. When he told her of his vision for the city and the future of the supers, she was sold on that vision. His powers twisted her mind so that she couldn’t see what was wrong with the plan. She was too deeply infected by her dark side. Violet believes that because she allowed herself, even for that one second, to fantasize that he may be right and his idea could work, she left herself open and weak to the full force of his skill. That one thought was her downfall.
“Either through the power Psychewave has, or by some psychological ability of her own, Violet began to forget who she was. She was Vanisher, she saw things from Vanisher’s point of view and so her mind began to erase the person she was. Anything that was not Vanisher, was removed.” He fell silent for a moment while Bob and Helen took this all in.
“She forgot who she was?” Helen asked quietly. Rick sighed and shrugged his shoulders.
“I asked Violet the same question. She said it lacks description, she said she had her memories, but she was detached from them. They weren’t Vanisher’s memories so Vanisher didn’t use them. They would only occasionally surface only to be suppressed just as quick. At times she not only forgot your names, but her own. Her mind had been altered, her identity erased and her soul put in chains.”

He seemed to be about to say more, but they were interrupted by the front door bell ringing. Bob rose from his seat and as he left the room he caught sight of a blur in the corner of his eye. The blur ran from the doorway and hid behind the dining room table. Bob sighed and continued on his way toward the door.
“Go and take a seat Dash.” The blur raced into the living room.

A tall, bald man in a black suit was at the door and Bob looked at him for several seconds in quiet confusion before a small, but dominating voice took charge.
“Robert darling do you want me to stand here all day. Let me in.” The Man in the suit was pushed aside and Edna stepped her way past Bob and into his home. She looked around for a few seconds and continued on her way toward the living room.
“Cosy.” She said quietly.

Helen was surprised to see Edna in her home and jumped out of her seat in surprise.
“What are you doing here?” She asked shocked. Edna strolled her way over and jumped into a seat.
“I heard of the unfortunate business with poor Violet.” She said in her strange accent, a mixture of German and Japanese. Helen sat back down and Bob took his place by his side.
“Violet is resting right now. Rick was just telling us what she said when he talked to her.” Bob said. Rick nodded his head and continued.
“There’s not much left to say really. She became Vanisher completely until Mr. Rydinger confronted her outside city hall. When he said that he loved her, it somehow restored her memory and made her Violet again.”
“Love is the strongest of human emotions. It anchors itself to the deepest parts of the heart. No matter what goes on to the mind and body, true love can never be removed.” Edna said from her seat.

Bob shook his head and got to his feet, he had heard enough.
“What are we waiting for. Let’s suit up and show that psychic freak that no one messes with this family.”

Rick shook his head.
“Bob, you can’t.” He said grimly. Bob stared at him shocked and stunned.
“What?”
“The mayor signed over power to Psychewave. Psychewave legally runs this city now. No police officer, soldier, or SUPER can touch him until congress can officially overturn his right to office. Politicians are fast tracking it, but it could still be days before you can make a move against him.”

Bob growled in anger and punched at the wall. His fist disappeared into the building and he pulled his hand out and looked at them sheepishly for a few minutes.
“Sorry. Are you sure.” He asked. Rick nodded.
“I don’t like it anymore than you do Bob. But the law must be upheld even if it does put us between a rock and a hard place. I don’t want to arrest you for attacking a city official. It hurts me to say this but you must be patient.”
“I don’t want to be patient.” Yelled Helen. “God only knows what Psychewave could do in a few days time. He hurt my daughter, he has to pay.”
“But he’s right honey.” Bob said miserably. “We uphold the law, if we do anything to Psychewave, we’ll be breaking those law’s we fight for and become no better than the criminals themselves.”

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While all this was taking place, no one noticed Edna slip out of her chair and sneak quietly into Violets room.

The blinds were closed but the room was only dim, not dark. Sitting up in the bed was a pair of girls pyjamas, hollow and empty yet they rested and folded against the thin figure of an unseen body. Violet was awake, she couldn’t turn on her invisibility while asleep. Edna stepped up to the bed ad looked at the place where she assumed Violets head would be.
“How are you feeling darling?” She asked with care. The pyjamas rustled and turned slightly toward Edna.
“Please Edna, please go. I don’t want to see anyone right now.” Violets sad voice came from nowhere.
“That much is obvious.” Edna said quietly. “I heard you had some trouble recently darling.”

Edna walked over to a pile of red cloth and picked it up. It was violets suit. Edna looked at the gashes across the chest that had been made by shifters claws.
“A lot of trouble I see.” She said.
“I don’t want to talk about it.” Violet sobbed, I was obvious she was beginning to cry. Edna shook her head, it infuriated her to see one of her supers reduced to tears and self pity. They were so strong and powerful truly gods among men and now here one lay weeping before her.
“Damn you Psychewave. I knew you would be trouble.” She muttered to herself. Violet sniffed deeply and her crying seemed to stop.
“You know Psychewave?” She asked, her voice still sounded upset, but at least she was no longer crying. Edna tossed Violets suit to the floor and nodded.
“Who do you think made the suits for him and his dog boy? I knew something wasn’t right the moment I saw them, but they were supers. I was naïve to think that they wouldn’t turn villain.”

Violet shimmered back into sight. Her face had a large bruise across the left side and a portion of her hair was looking thin. Some of her hair had been ripped out when Shifter picked her up by it. Her lip was split and her eyes were puffy from crying. Edna sighed when she saw the mess that Shifter had made of her.
“I am to understand that you have heard everything your family has said, correct?” She asked. Violet nodded her head. Edna jumped onto the bed and stood next to where Violet lay.
“Psychewave has taken the city. He took away the real you and now he has taken the boy you love hostage. What are you going to do?”

Violet looked at Edna in astonishment.
“What can I do?” She asked miserably. Edna glared at Violet furiously.
“What are you talking about. You are Vanisher. ‘What can I do?’ are you serious with this question? Pull yourself together child. You will go to this Psychewave and show him that neither Vanisher nor Violet Parr is a force to be reckoned with. Go, Fight, WIN.” She yelled the last part. Violet leaned as far away from Edna as she could without falling out of bed, the small woman was scaring her.
“But Supers can’t touch him.” Violet said. Edna nodded.
“True, but right now the people don’t see you as a super do they darling. You are a rogue. As a rogue, you are not bound to the same laws the supers are.”
“But…I don’t even have a suit.” She said pathetically.

Edna smiled knowingly and reached into her jacket. God knows where or how she hid it so well, but Edna pulled out a small package wrapped in brown paper.
“When you ask me to patch up your suit I was able to see a few flaws and so I made a new suit for you without these errors.” Edna jumped from the bed and walked toward the door. “Let me know how the new suit works out darling I enjoy feedback. And before you leave, take a look in your garage.” Then she slipped through the door and rejoined the debate between Rick and the rest of the Parr Family.

Violet ripped open the package and held up the new suit.
“Beautiful.” She whispered to herself. It was the only word to describe it. A large gold V sat in a black circle on the chest. The material was a royal purple colour. Black elbow length gloves, black underwear on the outside with a gold belt and knee-high black boots. All measured to hug her figure perfectly without restricting her movement. It was perfect. Perfect for the new Vanisher and just perfect for going to war.

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Out of sight, the newly suited up Violet took Edna’s advice and stalked her way silently across to the garage. When she entered the room Violet could have squealed with joy.

Sitting, just begging to be used, was a brand new Vanisher vehicle. A purple and black motorcycle with a black V on an otherwise clear windscreen. A real motorcycle, not the weak little scooter she had owned before. A machine with real muscle. The keys were in the ignition and the mechanical beastwas waiting to be started up. A card sat on the seat and when Violet picked it up she smiled.
*This was going to be a gift when you were older, but desperate times, as they say. Go, fight, win.
Edna.*

To be continued.

Authors note- A picture of Violet and her new suit will be placed on Adult Fan Fictions Yahoo Fan Art Site. Try and see it if you can.