The Path of Redemption

The Incredibles: The path of redemption.
Englishwitch
Disclaimer: Disclaimer- I do not own The Incredibles, it is a Disney/ Pixar animation motion picture.

Chapter 2- The growing mystery.

A man pulled up to the curb in his car and grabbed a map out of the glove compartment. He had taken a wrong turn somewhere and was quickly heading into the wrong side of town.

As if to solidify his fears a stranger yanked the door open and he found himself face to face with the business end of a 9mm pistol.
“Get out of the car. NOW.” The thief yelled at him. He held up his hands and slowly unfastened his seatbelt.

There was a loud bark, but both of them ignored it, stray dogs were common in this area. The poor man began to make his way out of the car and the thief kept himself a distance just far enough so the gun couldn’t be knocked out of his hands.

Suddenly a large grey shape slammed itself into the thief and tackled him to the ground, knocking the gun from his hand. The thief looked up to see large yellow fangs right in his face and an even larger wolf attached to the teeth. The victim took the opportunity and jumped back in his car and tore off. He didn’t care where he went as long it was away from the carjacker and rapid animal.

The criminal was frozen in fear and didn’t even flinch as a freezing drop of drool oozed from between the teeth and landed on the guy’s jacket. The wolf seemed to be growing larger by the second, but that might have been a part of the guys fear. after a few seconds he saw it was no hallucination, the wolf was growing larger. It seemed to have arms, and legs. Rippling muscles that told you that this thing could take your head off if it wanted too. A werewolf?
“No.” He whispered to himself. Actually it was more of a squeak that even he barely heard. He had heard all about this creature on the news just a few hours ago. It was Shifter that crazy Super.

The seven foot werewolf squatted over the thief and as much as the guys mind was screaming for him to run, his muscles didn’t seem to be getting the message. Shifter growled at him and grabbed the guy by the collar and lifted him up. The guys feet kicked the empty air and he cocked slight as his clothing was driven up into his windpipe. He couldn’t take his eyes off those large fangs, even with the smell of Shifters rancid breath making his eyes water he could see the fangs all too clearly.

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Vanisher parked her motorcycle outside the police station. Several people stopped and stared as she dismounted the large machine, but no one said a word. It wasn’t proper to interrupt a super when they could be at work.

Vanisher ran up the steps and into the police building. Again people stopped and stared as she marched up to the front desk. Even criminals in handcuffs went quiet as the super marched across the building. The officer behind the desk looked with an open mouth as she approached.
“Ca…ca…can I help you?” He finally managed to stutter out. Vanisher leaned on the desk and looked him over.
“This is the station where Shifter was sighted, isn’t it.” It wasn’t a question, her tone indicted that. The police officer began to stutter again, it wasn’t a natural flaw in his speech but something brought on by intimidation, Vanisher intimidated him.
“it…uh…a...uh.”
“It is yes. But what would you want with Shifter, Vanisher?” A familiar sounding voice interrupted him.

Vanisher turned and saw a thin woman in a business suit coming toward her. The blond, almost white, hair and green eyes made her instantly recognisable.
“Mirage.” She said animosity. Mirage however seemed unfazed by her frosty reception.
“I prefer Agent Price.”
After Syndrome the government had enlisted Mirage’s help and instead of going to prison they had put her to work in The Department of Superhero Cleanup and Identity Protection, often referred to as the Supers department. Her knowledge had proven valuable when it came to constructing an adequate cell for Psychewave. They had watched her closely for a long time but now it seemed they had begun to trust her, she was unsupervised.

Mirage turned to the police officer behind the desk.
“Can we possibly have a private room.”

He nodded and pointed down the hall, a series of interrogation rooms.
“Number three.”

Mirage led Vanisher into the small room and the two sat down at the chair n front of a table. Out of the two o them, Vanisher was quickest the ask the question.
“What are you doing here?”
“A wanted super villain is seen in a downtown police station the government obviously would send someone to investigate.”

Vanisher hadn’t meant that, they had both known that.
“I meant where is Rick. He’s the head of the department, shouldn’t he be investigating this?”
Mirage nodded sadly.
“Then you haven’t heard.”
“Heard what?”
“Rick is planning his retirement. He say’s he’s just too tired to keep up anymore. He’s dividing his duties among other agents, to see who’s capable of filling his shoes.”

Vanisher put a hand to her mouth. Rick had been a family friend since before she was born, he had been at her parents wedding. His retirement was almost like the end of an era.
“What are you doing here Vanisher?” Mirage demanded. “This is a government case.”
“I have to get him.” Vanisher stated. “I have to make him pay for what he’s done. I failed before, I won’t again.”

Mirage sighed, Vanisher had helped with the capture of Shifter. The people had forgiven her and even her government trial had been over in less than a day. She had earned forgiveness from everyone, except herself. Mirage knew just how Vanisher felt because she had, no, was still going through the same thing. Along side Syndrome she had aided in the deaths of many supers and now she was doing everything she could to make sure that it never happened again. She opened her briefcase and pulled out a file.
“This is a copy of the file on everything we have, including the eye witness reports.” She handed the file over to Vanisher who snatched it almost ungratefully. She leafed through at a quick pace. Everything was here; all about Shifter, what he had done during his time with Psychewave, even suspected sightings of him afterwards. They though he was living on the streets. His animal form would be near impossible to distinguish from any other stray animal in the city.
“I have examined every tiny detail about the eye witness reports Vanisher. We won’t find him, not today, not with our current level of information. I’ll pull a few strings t the office and make sure you are kept informed. But for now, go home Vanisher. You’ll have your chance, but it isn’t today.” With that Mirage went out of the room and left the police station.

Vanisher in the room on her own for a few more minutes, looking through the file Mirage had given her. Nothing much had been seen of Shifter for the first couple of weeks after the incident with Psychewave. Then there had been rumours of a werewolf-like creature invading the bins of a few restaurants and pizza parlours, but nothing had come of the investigations. Psychewave’s headquarters, an abandoned factory had been bugged and monitored but Shifter hadn’t returned. The only real solid sighting was the one Violet herself had heard about. The three police officers, the thief Shifter had captured and the woman Shifter had saved from being attacked had all come forward with their statements.

There didn’t seem to be any patterns to his movements aside from the fact he stuck to the downtown area. Practically bordering on the ghetto. Staying where the crime was, and another stray dog in that area wouldn’t be noticed.
“Where are you?” She asked angrily.

She thought about the first time she had met Shifter. He had been robbing a bank, probably to gather money to pay for Psychewave’s master plan for taking over the city. It had been so quick and easy to stop him, she had zapped a shield around him while he was charging at her. He was easily trapped and she was about to call the police to let them know it was safe to come inside. But then something had gone wrong, she had felt light headed and lost her focus, the shield had dropped and she hadn’t realised until Shifter’s fist had hit her. She had never got an answer, but had long suspected that Psychewave had put some kind of psychic programming into her head, she had certainly spent enough time around him at that point. If she was ever going to face Shifter then she would find her own body rebelling against her. He had got away then, he had got away during the city hall incident and now she had another chance to capture him. She wouldn’t let it pass her by again.

Vanisher closed the file and left the police station.

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When she pulled up in her family garage her mood hadn’t really improved. She parked her bike on a square marked with red tape on the concrete floor. Keeping the file stored in a compartment on the bike Vanisher leapt away from the machine and flicked a small switch on the wall. The floor hissed and he bike dropped down into a secret compartment, a false floor slid into place and there was no way you could tell there was a trapdoor there.

She pulled off her mask and rubbed her face with her gloved hand, her skin felt weird when the mask had been stuck to her face for several hours. She turned herself invisible and pulled the door ajar and gently slid herself into the house. Caution was imperative, the last thing anyone needed was for a visiting neighbour to see her in her Vanisher costume. She thought that maybe she should start storing a change of clothes in the garage.

A few steps into the building told her that it was just her family in the house. Her mother and Jack-Jack were in the living room. Jack-Jack, was now a year and a half old and was quickly learning to walk.

She could see her dad and Dash out in the back yard tossing around a football. But there was no sign of Tony, not that she really had expected there to be. She had made a promise to him this morning and she had gone and broken it. She would get changed into her civilian clothes and go and apologise. She shimmered back into visibility and stepped into the living room.
“Vi’Vi’.” Jack-Jack called happily. He staggered over to her and Violet grabbed her little brother as he approached.
“Hi little man.” She picked him up and gave him a tight little hug. He laughed and held on tightly to her arms, the best hug he could manage. Violet sniffed and Jack-Jack out to her mother.
“He needs to be changed.”

Helen stretched her arms out and grabbed her baby.
“I’ll handle it.” She said sweetly. She pulled Jack-Jack close and kissed him on the forehead. “Did you make any progress?” She was obviously referring to her search for Shifter.

Violet shook her head “Nothing really.” She sighed and pulled at the collar of her suit. “I’m going to get changed.” She went off to her bedroom. As she stepped inside she had a very pleasurable surprise.
“Hi Violet.” Tony was sitting on her bed, reading a book.
“Tony?” She asked in surprise. He sat up and put the book to the floor.
“Are you ok?” He asked a he climbed to his feet. Violet stepped forward and grabbed him. She pulled him into a tight hug and held him tightly and Tony returned the hug.
“Fine now. I thought you’d go home.”

He pulled back and smiled at her.
“I couldn’t blame you for going. If I could do half the things you can, I’d be out there looking for him myself.” He kissed her passionately, pushing his tongue into her mouth. Their tongues wrestled, fighting for space in each others mouths. Violet felt her pussy begin to awaken from a long and boring two-month sleep. Her hands moved down and grabbed his ass. She felt something beginning to press into her belly and she knew he was getting hard.

They broke away from each other and scrabbled away at their clothing. Violet reached behind her back and pulled down the zip to open her suit. She felt worked the suit down to her waist, exposing her C-cup breasts for her boyfriend. He smiled and unbuttoned his jeans, stretched to breaking point by his massive manhood. He popped the button and the size of cock pushed down the zip. It pushed past the waist line of his boxers and stood proud at twelve inches long.

Violet pulled down the rest of her suit and kicked it away from her feet and rested her hands on her hips. She watched Tony pull away the rest of his clothes. He made sure he did t slowly, for her pleasure.

She stepped forward and gripped his throbbing dick and began to gently rub up and down the immense shaft. Tony closed his eyes and moaned softly as Violet played with his balls. He reached out and gently brushed his fingers over her pussy lips making Violet shudder with delight. She guided him over to her bed and let him lay down.

She climbed onto the bed and kneeled by his side, holding his dick in her hands and rubbing along the shaft of flesh. Tony lay back and enjoyed the treatment. She licked her lips and took his member into her mouth, dancing her tongue around his head licking up the drops of precum. Tony leaned his head back and groaned softly ad Violet lightly scraped her teeth over the soft flesh, adding an extra edge to the pleasure. She licked all along his long shaft, giving him some lube for the main event.

Tony finally sprung into action and moved his fingers to Violets cunt. He brushed gently at her lips and slid a finger inside. She moaned softly and closed her eyes. She could feel her juices begin to flow and gasped as his finger brushed against her clit. She gripped his dick tightly and rubbed at his flesh making him moan loudly.

Violet pulled Tony’s fingers out of her twat, much to her disappointment. She rose herself up and guided his massive meat to her entrance and lowered herself down. Moaning all the way as almost all of his twelve inches rose its way through her tight insides, stretching her to the limit. When Tony thrust his hips Violet arched her back as a bolt of ecstasy shot through her. she had missed this.

She began to grind her hips, rhythmically keeping up with his thrusts. Tony reached up and grabbed her tits, squeezing her hard nipples between his fingers making Violet moan softly. His massive dick brushed against all insides building up waves of pleasure. She closed her eyes and threw her head back as a bolt shot her closer to her climax. She could feel a pressure building up in her belly. Tony doubled his pace as he was driven closer and closer to his own orgasm.
“Harder, harder. I’m close Tony.”

He rammed her as hard as he could making her groan loudly with each thrust of his hips. Violet couldn’t breath as Tony thrust all twelve inches into her cunt. His balls tightened and he shot out into her packed pussy. Violet racked her nails down his chest as she was thrown into her own climax. She could feel his hot creamy cum spreading through her insides. She groaned loudly and arched her back as lightning bolts of pure ecstasy made her limbs twitch almost out of her control.

Her invisibility flickered out of her control parts of her body vanished and slid in and out of sight as her the aftershocks of the orgasm rocked through her.

Violet fell forward and held tightly onto Tony as they both tried to catch their breath. The heat between their bodies made them sweat and some unknown breeze brought the welcoming chill. Slowly she rolled off him and lay at his side with her arm draped across his chest. She could feel the warm mixture of her sex juices and his cum running out of her body and felt a deep cloud of satisfaction descend on her. They looked at each other and kissed.
“I love you.” She muttered dreamily.
“I love you too.” Tony replied, sounding almost as tried as she did.

They both slowly drifted off to sleep and this time there were no bad dreams.

To be continued.