Lets get some details straight about the movie first. You can skip this, but I'm a detail-oriented person. This means typos should be very rare, but then I may take too long to write stuff.

A huge theme in the movie is Super Powers Versus Human Intelligence, Technology and Cunning. I'll try my best to maintain this theme.

There is an incredibly high probability that Syndrome died. If airplane turbines shred supers with capes, there is absolutely no reason why a non-super should survive. It just would not be justified. And if he did survive, I doubt he would remain in one piece. In my fanfics, I assume him to be dead. It is a pity though, since he is easily a very memorable, intelligent and important character. Not your typical super villain.

Bob's government sponsor Rick Dicker mentioned that the supers would receive political support after defeating syndrome. The Incredibles are, however not willing, through force or whatever reason, to reveal their true identities, shown in the last part of the movie where the family dons masks. My fanfics will assume this as well.

I have no idea whether Violet can maintain both her invisibility and force field at the same time. In the film, whenever she used a force field, she was not invisible, but I suspect it is purely to make up for her limited amount of appearances Violet makes in the movie. Reason being either her hair is incredibly taxing to animate, or her powers were too defensive to play her up too much. Or otherwise, she has not thought of using them together. She is even given two powers instead of one, which, I feel, is to compensate for their defensive nature. If a sequel is made, I believe it will concentrate more on Violet, and she will be strong enough to maintain both powers. Here, I have provided some ideas. I feel that Violet has been seriously underrated, even compared to her brother Dash. Well, enjoy.

Disclaimer: The Incredibles movie is owned by Disney Entertainment and Pixar Animation Studios. The Incredibles computer games are developed by THQ. I am in no way affiliated with any of them and do not own any part of The Incredibles and characters featured in the movies whatsoever.

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I'll use this space to respond to reviewers:

Tashikawa: That is an excellent idea! I do agree, Violet's lungs could have ruptured. But then again Mr Incredible had his hands full as well. Well, I'm not going to steal your idea, but maybe edit that part a little.

CO: I took your advice. Thanks. Not looking for mass reviews, but those who have not logged in can provide constructive criticism too.

Azhure: I have this bad habit of re-reading my previous chapters before starting on new ones. :) I do enjoy my writing.

P. Weapon: Oh man major mistake major mistake! Thanks Weapon! I've edited the Time Frame for clarification.

Azhure (again): 1. Mirage is older than Violet, so its understandable that she is much stronger. You cannot compare the strength of Mr Incredible to Mirage, she is a toothpick to him. 2. Violet requires both concentration and will to activate her powers. Lack of oxygen destroys concentration. Even if Violet did activate her powers, it would not do any good. Violet has already realized that. 3. Mirage is deeply attracted to power, that alone is enough to make her do what she did. It is her passion, and one cannot live without attempting to fulfill her passion. 4. Not very sure what you said :P but Edna does work fast, and she assumed that Mirage had good intentions. 5. Tony had to be stealthy and take advantage of corners and traffic lights, and he managed, as he is rather strong. I can't elaborate on this in the story, as it is a tight third person narration 6. To Tony, the danger had settled down after Violet took care of Bubba. 7. This is part of character development. Violet has managed Dawn by herself. I'm trying to bring the message across that Violet has earned the trust of her father, and his ready for greater things. That's the purpose of this fanfic really, to highlight the birth of a new Super. I was burning to write about it after the movie.

Azhure: I can see that you deeply enjoy my fanfic and have high expectations of me, evident in your long review. It isn't just your review, I went to bed with a strange, but mild, gut feeling that chapter 6 was going wrong, and you confirmed my fears with strong conviction. But what I did not expect was believability problems, only problems with detail. I am sorry if I messed up with the 6th chapter. I do admit that I am rushing. However, I advise you to re-read chapter 6 with the above clarified facts in mind. I will analyze your review and maybe edit chapter 6 a little bit. Thanks for all the support, Azhure.

MOOgoestheCHICKEN: Anymore about the kiss and I'd have to up it to PG-13 perhaps. And not forgetting they are 14 year olds, if I were writing about 18 year olds, I wouldn't hold anything back. :)

Ellusionist: HAHA! That was damn funny! I appreciate constructive complaints over compliments. Ok, firstly, my friend did complain about Dash as well. Dash is here 'cause he can't be trusted alone at home with Jack-Jack and the babysitter. He's hyperactive. I initially wanted to leave Dash out really, I don't like writing about him 'cause I can't think into his mind. And finally, for the record I am 17 years old in 2004. 14-year old's do calculus in Singapore? I don't think so. P

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Time Frame: 3 months after the movie ending (which is after the Underminer announces his appearance)

Invisi-Field

"It is in your blood."

Violet still remembered her mother's powerful words back then at Syndrome's island hideaway Nomanisan.

"When the time comes, you'll know what to do."

Then why am I hesitating now?

She gazed out of the window, looking at three patrol cars arranged in an untidy semicircle in front of a grocery store. She was the only one who had noticed it, apparently. Someone was probably taken hostage, as the police refrained from conducting a full-scale raid. They had their pistols out, pointed towards the entrance of the store.

Because I'm scared.

No because I'm used to it, used to not intervening.

Violet decided that she had to do something. She raised her right hand and asked permission from her boring history teacher to use the bathroom. With her left hand, she turned her super suit invisible as she pulled it out of her bag. She walked calmly out of the classroom, but as she turned the corner, she made a dash for her locker. Seeing that nobody was around, she turned invisible and changed into her suit on the spot, stowing her orange shirt and jeans away in the locker. Taking off her pink hair band, she held her hair up with an orangey-red hair band that matched her suit. Her hair could get in her way otherwise, which could be dangerous. She felt adrenaline pumping through her body, building upon her fear and strangely, joy.

Am I enjoying this?

It was an unexplainable feeling of joy, a feeling of absolute freedom. In her suit, she knew she could make a difference in this world, although her fear was a significant hindrance. However, her instincts told her she had to get there, and fast. She forgot her fear momentarily and let her instincts take over. Unwittingly, the invisible girl leaped out of a window, pummeled four stories downwards before she activated a force field at her feet and floated for a split second before touching down.

WHOA! How did I do that?

Then she recalled her mother's words.

"When the time comes, you'll know what to do. It is in your blood."

She smiled to herself, no, grinned maniacally for a moment. The sensation was stronger than the time when she used her powers purely defensively to protect her family. She just wished for them to be safe, and they were safe. She felt a pulsating sense of power from deep inside her, and her force field would keep them safe. This time, she did not even wish herself safe, it was as if she planned on leaping out of the window. She was truly enjoying herself now. So this is how Mom and Dad must feel like when they're out fighting crime.

Jogging towards the grocery store, perpetually invisible, she surveyed the situation. A masked man inside had the storeowner at gunpoint.

"That's right ya dirty coppers," he scowled. "Back off slowly. That's right, that's right. I'm gonna take one of ya stinking cars, and if yall don't let me, he dies!" He squeezed the gun's barrel into trembling storeowner's sweaty forehead for additional emphasis.

This is it. Do or die.

Violet entered the store with a grim expression. She attempted a complicated roundhouse kick to relieve the robber of his weapon, but her foot connected with a can, which in turn connected with the robber's head.

"Son of a bitch!" The robber swore, not knowing how confused he was about his assailant's gender. The robber turned in the direction of the can while back peddling, letting loose a few bullets that missed a stunned and horrified Violet. As the cops ran into the store, Violet recovered. She saw the robber aim at the nearest policeman.

"NOOOOO!" she cried out as the robber squeezed the trigger, but the bullet ricocheted off a force field Violet had unwittingly activated. The scream stunned everyone in the store, and for one amazing second, everyone froze.

Gosh Violet get a grip, you're a super heroine, don't lose your cool.

The cop that had been shot at coughed. "I must be dead, I'm hearing things."

"Then I must be dead as well," the robber reasoned. "Did any of you shoot me?"

"That's weird," wondered the second cop. "How did I die?"

The third cop just shrugged.

Violet took the opportunity to grab a paint can from the back of the store and bring it down on the robber's head with full force. The cops snapped back into action and sent a hail of bullets towards the paint can, which Violet conveniently deflected with her force field. She then turned herself visible and helped a very stunned storeowner to his feet.

"It's all over." Violet said with a smug smile on her face. "It was me who screamed, as a distraction."

Violet imagined her nose growing longer.

"Hey, you're Mr Incredible's little girl, ain't ya?" The cop that had been shot at asked.

"I am not LITTLE!" Violet exclaimed, irate. The cop fell down comically. "Sorry. Here, lemme help ya up. I saved your life back there with one of my trusty force fields, if you'll please forgive me."

"Yeah I read about you in the papers," said the second cop. "You were invisible all this while eh?"

"You were incredible little miss!" interjected the third cop. "Like some crime-fighting ghost!"

"Or angel…" went the first cop, who was shot at, with a voice of wonderous reason, causing Violet to blush.

Angel…

I like the sound of that.

Not a bad name for a super heroine either, though slightly uncool.

Then she remembered about her boring history class, and groaned.

"Hey listen guys, it was kinda fun but I really got to go now ok? See-ya!" With that she disappeared, leaving the cops to scratch their heads.

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Violet jogged back to Western View Junior High still wearing that huge smug smile all over her face. Near infinite euphoria was forcing to erupt through her body.

I did it! Myself! Alone! I'm so totally cool!

Sure, it was awkward and not a perfect rescue, but she did manage to stop the robber. She felt super! Even better than when she defeated the Underminer together with her family a month ago.

But her smile disappeared when she neared her school. It was a catastrophe. Someone had probably heard gunshots and the teachers were evacuating the students into the field, starting with the young ones first. She ran down the hallway, and almost crashed into Principal Dawson.

She promptly materialized in front of him, causing the usually stern-eyed principal to emit a yelp and reach an altitude that almost damaged the roof.

"Whoa, calm down Mr Dawson!" Violet reassured, enjoying herself mildly.

"You're Mr Incredible's little girl." The principal said matter-of-factly.

"I AM NOT…" Violet's already large eyes expanded with controlled fury and realized she was talking to a middle school principal, who was apparently cowering. "little."

Silence.

"Anyway, the police wanted you to know that the robber down the grocery store has been apprehended," Violet said, with a softer tone now. Then she added some pride into her voice. "With my help, of course."

"Well thanks miss Incredi…" he was cut off when Violet decided to vanish. "Hm, well, I guess I'll just go give the all clear…" Then he took out a walkie-talkie and spoke silently into it.

Violet sprinted to her locker to get changed as fast as she could. She figured she was in huge trouble now if he history teacher realized she was missing. When she reached the fourth level, to her immense relief, the 8th graders have not been evacuated yet. She ran past her classroom to have a look when she saw Tony Rydinger.

Tony Rydinger!

Temptation was threatening to overwhelm her, curious to know what was he doing in her class. He was one year older than she was. He was wearing a grey sweater and long khaki pants, and oh-so-cute eyes. He was dating her for three-months since.

I've GOT to get changed!

"Where's Violet?" he asked Violet's history teacher softly, not wanting the class to hear. "Is she ok?"

Violet's heart practically melted then. He's so sweet! She stepped into the classroom and gave Tony a quick peck on his right cheek.

Yeah Tony, I'm ok. Even though I almost goofed up, and almost got plugged full of bullets, I'm ok. I got super powers Tony. I can form a force field around you and me so no one in this world will ever separate us. Ever.

"What the…?" Tony touched his right cheek.

"Huh? Violet? Oh she went to the bathroom." The rather old lady with whiting hair replied.

Violet was relieved. Bet if I turned invisible in your class your wouldn't have noticed. She made it for her locker and the bathroom.

"Thanks Mrs Sparks!" Violet heard Tony say. "Guess I'll go check the bathroom out…"

Oh gosh!

Violet blushed profusely as she made haste to her locker, which was just around the corner. Getting her locker open and pulling out her previously worn garment, she made a mad dash for the girl's toilet. Then she gasped as Tony's shadow threatened to turn the corner. She formed a force field to prevent him from venturing around the corner and quickly slipped into the toilet.

"Ouch!" Violet had flattened his nose.

Sorry Tony, but those strong muscular legs of yours walk way too fast. I can't let you see my clothes floating can I?

She quickly got changed and hopped out energetically, observing Tony as he rubbed his nose painfully.

"Hi Tony!" Violet gave him a huge bear hug.

"Aren't you lively today?" Tony smiled, sending bolts of electricity cruising through Violet's poor nerves. Don't stop smiling. To Violet's disappointment, he did stop.

"What's wrong?" the young Super asked.

"I don't know…" Tony said, his deep black eyes gazing through Violet's. "I'm just glad you are safe. Was I worried when you weren't in class." Then he hesitated.

"What is it?" Violet enquired further.

"When I was in your class," Tony said slowly, turning around as he spoke. "Someone kissed me, and it felt like…"

"Yes?"

"You."

Another moment of silence.

"But it doesn't make sense, you were at the bathroom…" Tony shook his head.

"Want to double-check?" Violet asked being more daring than ever. She giggled when she saw Tony blushing slightly.

"Nah…" Tony said as he scratched his head. "Not here."

"Hey, I better get back to class," Violet smiled and blushed slightly herself walking off. "And one last thing Tony?"

"Yeah?" Tony, who was examining his sneakers, looked up.

"Sorry about your nose."

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Violet got up from her usual waiting spot near the school entrance stairs, where the words "Western View Junior High" in bold metallic figures were engraved into the wall to the left of the staircase. Her wet fringe plastered against her forehead. She was wearing a yellow round-neck T-shirt with loose white shorts after finishing track and field training. Her Mom had told her how important it was to keep herself strong and fit by joining the school's track and field team. "Your powers do not enhance you physically," she had said wistfully. "Therefore it is important that you keep your stamina and strength in check as a super. Dad has incredible strength; my natural elasticity allows me to generate high-powered attacks while Dash is incredibly fast. Your only offense is your own strength coupled with invisibility. And as the old saying goes, a good offense is the best defense."

Seeing her mother's fancy red sports car pull up at the road, she ran right up and quickly got in the front seat.

"Mom! Boy do I have so much to tell you but I think I'll do it later…" Violet gushed. "Hey, where's Dash?"

"Vi, you keep forgetting that his track ends much earlier than yours," Mom said, concentrating on the wheel.

"Oh. Well in that case," Violet paused awhile for dramatic effect. "I foiled a robber today! It was way cool Mom!"

"Yes Vi, we know. Its all over the radio already." Mom said and looked over at her daughter. "I was quite scared at first, but then I told myself…"

"…that little Vi has already grown-up." Violet completed for her. "Yes Mom, and it felt ultra-cool! Did they call me Invisigirl again? Coz I want to be called something that has something to do with an angel. Saving people's lives without them knowing how I look like understand? Sure I was scared too at first but I kept your words in my heart Mom. Its in my blood Mom, it felt like I was doing something I was always meant to do, it made me feel complete, differentiated myself from the other kids at school, you know what I mean Mom?"

"Yes Vi, you have my blood running through your veins, I understand perfectly how you felt." Mom looked over at her with a tinge of regret. "It was not right to stop you from using your powers, Vi. Looking back on it, I do regret. But we had no choice, you know that. When I knew I had powers that could be used to stop crime, I did not hold back. I even skipped school, like you today Vi, to fight crime. It is what we Supers are, well Super at. It's our gift, and restraining a gift is a painful thing."

"Lets take Kari for instance. She has a gift with words, excellent vocabulary and eloquent, flawless, rapid speech." Violet saw her Mom shudder slightly. "And she's hardworking too. She must be living her dream now as a debate president, just like you Vi, as a Super." Mom said, clearly emotional now. "Can you imagine if she was forced to be quiet everyday? If she spoke too much that she might put the lives of her and her family in jeopardy? You may find being quiet and shy your way of life, but for Kari, it clearly isn't. She would experience misery, like the life you went through last time, Vi."

It was all true, what Mom had said. She felt an urge to intervene, the urge she felt whenever she saw crime being committed. She remembered back in the days of the ex-SRP where she had to fight back that very urge because she was not supposed to use her powers. The very first time, it was overwhelming, and restraining it took a toll on her energy and confidence. She remembered how weird, drained, and angry she felt having to watch innocents get pummeled from a distance. As she continued controlling herself, the urge minimized, until one day it was almost gone. Due to her personality, she thought it was normal for the urge to be gone. The toll it took on her mind and self-esteem only increased. She began to believe that her powers made her, as well as the other Supers, freaks. She forced herself to be normal, when she was not.

Then she remembered the first time Mom had permitted her to use her powers on Nomanisan. She remembered the time when she protected her brother from a full hail of bullets just by wishing for it. She remembered the incredible power that she felt flowing from her insides as she generated the force field, blindly wishing for her brother to live. She had never felt so complete, so happy, so…needed before. Needed by her brother. Now she was needed by the very world she lived in.

Tears started to flow slowly down Violet's cheeks.

"Vi," Mom noticed her tears.

"Yes Mom?"

"Ever wondered why you studied so hard for numerous tests over the years and yet could not score near perfect grades?" Mom was incredible, using this moment to hammer a psychological nail deep into Violet's mind. She wiped some tears from her daughter's eyes. "You were just not made for academic excellence, my dear. You were not made for any other purpose."

Violet wiped the tears from her face herself and felt a sense of strength empowering her.

"You were made to save lives."

Violet took it in and digested it slowly and joyfully. She wiped the last few tears of joy from her face and smiled at Mom. I've got the coolest Mom in the world. She enjoyed the evening breeze and watched the remaining orangey-red streaks of the setting sun over the horizon. It was beautiful.

"Honey? Another thing," Mom broke the silence.

"Hmmm?"

"You're coming on night patrol with us sweetie," Mom continued. "Dad and I figured you're old enough to do a small little bit of Super work, but still for now, school's still your top priority."

"Yes Mom." Violet rolled her eyes at Mom's nagging and tried to act cool.

But she felt the tingling sensation of fear and excitement consume her all over again.