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 24- Small respite.

Dash heard the screams before he saw where they were coming from. But his super speed led him to the source of the noise in seconds. It was a girl, about twelve, maybe thirteen years old. She was being chased by two guys, they couldn’t be older than eighteen. These were no regular criminals, they were just two sick-minded teens who were taking advantage of the high crime rate.

Dash raced forward and rammed himself into the first guy. He collapsed, winded, and clutching his stomach tightly. Dash didn’t wait and rushed right at the other guy who hadn’t even noticed his pal had dropped. Dash grabbed a large chunk of wood that was laying on the ground and tripped the other guy up. Whacking him across the shins the guy went flying, slamming chest first onto the ground. He skidded along for a couple of feet and came to a halt, groaning in pain.

The poor girl stopped running when she heard all the noise and dared to look over her shoulder. Dash was smiling proudly with a piece of wood in his hands. In front of him was one of her attackers, behind him was the other. They were both groaning in pain and clutching the various parts of their bodies that hurt. Dash tossed the bit of wood away “Are you alright?” He asked her. She didn’t reply at first, she was too surprised. She had known about the young Super but had never thought that she would get to ever see him in person. He had to be around the same age as she was; hell for all se knew he was in her class at school, but here he was taking down guys almost twice his age, height and strength.

Dash raced off in a blur of red and for a few horrible seconds she thought that he had left her alone with her slowly recovering attackers. One of them was already getting to his feet and looked at her angrily. He was going to hurt her, she was sure of it.

Then as suddenly as it had gone the red blur returned and the guy fell flat onto his back as it tackled him. There was a tornado of movement, she even felt the wind tugging at her hair. Then Dash skidded to a halt and looked triumphantly at his latest work. She looked at it and smiled. Her two attackers were now bound in thick rope, the kind that could be bought at any hardware store. She recalled that there was a hardware store about half a mile down the road, so that’s where he’d gone. He’d even gone to the trouble of gagging them with some squares of cloth.
“The police will pick these guys up soon enough. Are you alright?” Dash pressed her again and this time she nodded her head.
“I’m ok, now. Thank you Dasher.”

Dash smiled at the sound of his Super name. Then all of a sudden his smile faded and his head flopped forward and he leaned dangerously forward, like he was going to fall. The girl rushed forward, terrified, and grabbed him. Dash was dead weight in her arms and she struggled to hold him, she was going to drop him, she could feel her grip loosening. Then Dash shook his head and stood back on his own legs again. He took a deep breath and looked at her with confusion. “Wha…what just happened?”

She looked at him unknowingly. “I don’t know…I think you just blacked out for a second.”
Dash nodded knowingly and eased himself out of her grip. He rubbed at his eyes furiously. “Thank you. I‘m fine now.” He muttered. He couldn’t let them see weakness. The hope of the city was fading and he didn’t need to speed it up by showing the world how tired he was. He was drained; totally drained. He had barely eaten or slept in over a week and it was all getting to him. His whole body was sore; every muscle caused pain in rebellion, trying to make him stop and go to sleep.

This girl could see it now. Now that she was able to get a good look at him. She could see the slouch in his stance and the sluggish movements in his limbs; he was drained, probably completely exhausted. There had been a major crime wave across the city, everyone knew that; most people were becoming too scared to come out of their homes.

Dash started to take a few steps away and readied himself to take off. He might go home for a little while, take a nap for an hour or two. He couldn’t afford to stop for too long and needed to head out to help others. There were still so many crimes going on all across the city. It was never ending.
“Don’t go.” She yelled, making him hesitate. She looked at the two thugs who’d tried to attack her. They were looking at both her and Dash in anger and were struggling futilely against their bonds. “Can…can you walk me home…I just don’t want to be alone right now. Please…It‘s not too far from here.”

Dash knew what he rather would have been doing, sleeping and getting his strength back. But he couldn’t abandon a civilian, not when they were so afraid. He nodded him head and tried to smile. “Of course.” He stepped back to her side and held out his arm. “Lead the way.”

She took him arm an started to guide him down the street. Leaving her former attackers behind them. “I’m Lucy by the way.”
“Pleased to meet you.” Dash said. He didn’t introduce himself but he didn’t need to, she knew who he was.

She came to a stop after a couple of blocks and came to a stop outside a large apartment building. “I live here.” She looked at Dasher worryingly, he looked ready to collapse; totally dead on his feet. “Will you come up with me? Just for a minute.”

Dash just nodded automatically. He hadn’t been paying attention to much for the last few minutes. “Sure.” He muttered.

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The apartment was decorated in a semi-modern fashion. Lucy helped Dasher inside and sat him down onto the sofa. “MOM? DAD?” She called, but there was no answer. “I guess they’re not home.” She said to Dash. She moved into the kitchen. “I hope they’ll be alright. Maybe they’re out looking for me. Mum didn’t want me going out, not with everything that happened lately. I hope they’re alright. Can I get you a soda?” She asked as she came back into the living room with two glasses in her hands.

Dash hadn’t heard a word she’d said. His head was flopped back limply and he was fast asleep. Lucy nodded to herself and put the glasses down on the coffee table. She was right, the poor kid was dead on his feet. She wasn’t surprised either. It was all over the news; crime after crime across the city, none stop. Police officers were pulling triple shifts with little to no overtime pay just to cope with the strain. Supers were out and about 24 hours a day and still they were struggling. Police stations were quickly filling to bursting point because the justice system couldn’t process the criminals fast enough to get them into prisons. Everyone was becoming afraid because they didn’t know what was happening and didn’t know when it was going to stop. The chaos had started a week ago and had been growing steadily worse every since.

Lucy gently guided Dasher onto his side and lifted his legs up onto the sofa. He slept on, undisturbed by the movement. Lucy sat down in the chair and looked at Dasher. The young Super who looked like many of the kids she knew at school, out and about all on his own taking down criminals.

She shivered, thinking about what those boys would have done if they’d got their hands on her. They had started following her, then a couple of jeers, asking her where she was going in a mocking tone. They’d tugged at her tee shirt, both the bottom and the neckline, obviously trying to look at her breasts. They had laughed so hard as she tried to get away, pushing her back and forth, grabbing and groping at her body. When she had run they chased after her and she dreaded to think what they would have done if Dasher hadn’t come along and saved her.

Some excitement went through her body as she realised that a Super, a real life Super was in HER home, taking a nap on HER couch. She tempted, sorely tempted to take off the mask, to know what he really looked like. But she stopped herself. The mask was the best thing a Super had, it held their mystery and splendour and made them into the powerful symbols that people loved and respected. Without the mask they were no different from anyone else, just another person. She didn’t want that, she like the mystery; he was Dasher and that was it.

He was a Super, the ultimate celebrity, not just famous, but infamous. Here he was, in her home, asleep on her couch and…one could say, helpless.

Lucy climbed to her feet and double checked that the doors were locked. She put the chain on the door too, just to make doubly sure. She looked at Dasher and smiled. Her heart pounded in her head, she was so scared and excited by the very thought of what she was doing.

She approached Dasher with shaking hands and trembling limbs. Her heart was beating so fast she thought it was going to explode. Butterflies were going crazy in her stomach but still she wouldn’t stop. The only thing that could stop her now is if she was caught.

Lucy rubbed her hands over the suit, there was a zipper on the front; expertly hidden but it could be found if you looked for it. She pulled it down slowly, exposing his bare chest. He was thin and quite muscular. The zip continued down, all the way down to his waist. Lucy pulled it all the way down with shaking hands. He was wearing a pair of blue briefs and nothing else. She stared in wonder at the bulge in the material, not big by any standards but not small either.

Here is where her plan hit a little snag. She wanted, so badly, to get the rest of his suit off and free that hidden treasure, but there was no way of doing so without waking him up, the movement involved would be too great. But she had come too far to stop now. She would find a way.

Lucy started to work at her own clothing, while she thought of how best to remove the rest of Dasher’s. She tossed her tee shirt across the room and worked quickly at the training bra holding her small breasts. Her fingers fumbled with the clip, unsuccessfully and very frustratingly for a few seconds but finally it yielded and snapped open. She slid it down her arms and abandoned it on the floor. She was surprised to find her nipples already hard, they were almost aching to be touched. She tried to ignore the feeling and concentrated the best she could on her jeans. She popped the button and roughly forced the garment down her legs, dragging her panties at the same time. Her young pussy was cooled by the air in the apartment, it felt good. She was wet down there, wet with anticipation. Her finger brushed against her soft flesh and a shiver rushed up her spine, sending tingles through her body from her waist upwards. Lucy bit her lip and turned back to Dasher. Gently she tried to edge the suit down past his shoulders, but it didn’t work, his body weight stopped it going down too far. She lost patience and tugged hard. Dasher stirred and she froze.

His eyes flickered open and he took a deep breath and stretched with a groan. “I’m sorry.” He said, sitting up. “I must have dozed off for a minute. I didn’t mean to…” He stopped and stared at her. His brain woke up and he realised what was happening. He was half stripped, and she was totally naked. His eyes were drawn straight to her breasts, small, but breasts nonetheless. Despite the shock and rage of the situation his boy reacted. The bulge in his pants grew, longer and harder. Lucy’s eyes were immediately drawn to the expanding organ. She didn’t give Dasher a chance to do anything she dived forward and grabbed at his underwear, rubbing furiously at the material and the hard cock underneath. Dasher tilted his head back and groaned as a dull pleasure started to rise from his cock.

His hands shot outward and cupped her breasts, squeezing the hard nipples, making Lucy groan lightly. She couldn’t wait anymore, Lucy grabbed at the Super suit and pulled it down Dash’s arms. He started to help, pulling the material away from his hands, pushing it down past his hips and kicking it across the floor. Only his underwear was left, straining against his growing hardness. The last time he had had actual, real sex, had been over a year ago; he had grown a lot since then, and Lucy could see six inches of flesh demanding to be released. Dash didn’t pull down the underpants, he was leaving that for her. Lucy reached up to the with shaking hands and pulled them down. His rod sprung out, standing proud, all six inches of him. Lucy had never seen a real cock before. Her eyes were wide and she smiled slightly, she pulled the underwear down to Dash’s ankles and raised her hands up again to grasp the organ. It was so long and hard. She brushed a finger against his ball’s they twitched at her touch and Dash giggled a little, she guessed he didn’t mind it. Her fingers rubbed up and down the long shaft, she could feel and see the veins throbbing below the surface. They were thick and dark and she loved the feel of them. Dash gasped and trembled slightly as she felt his thick shaft.

Dasher couldn’t wait any more and grabbed Lucy by the arms and dragged her up from the floor and pulled her up and close to him, he nuzzled his face into her small breasts, licking and sucking the hard nipples. Lucy gently wrapped her arms around his head, pressing him into her chest. She squealed in delight when he gently pinched at her hard nipples with his teeth. Out of her control her fingers played with his hair. She could feel his cock pressing into her belly. He could feel her pussy, rubbing along his leg, the wet juice was soaking his skin, they both wanted each other so badly. They were so eager to go all the way.

Lucy acted first; she slowly removed Dasher’s head from her chest, much to her own disapointment. She raised herself up on the sofa, grabbing Dash’s cock in her hand and guided it to the entrance of her dripping pussy. She rubbed the purple head against the lips, shivering as small lightning bolts shot up through her body. Dash bit his lip and titled his head back, feeling those hot lips brushing against the tip of his cock. Dash thrust his hips upward, pushing past her pink entrance into her hot insides. Lucy gasped and fell down onto his whole six inches. She almost cried out in pain as the hard invader stretched her insides. She had to grab onto Dasher’s shoulders tightly and prayed that he would not move. She’d heard the first time might hurt but she never knew it could be like this. Dash never moved, he knew she was hurting and waited for her to feel comfortable again. Lucy stayed still for almost a minute before the pain subsided enough for her to feel confident enough to move again. She was slow at first, there was still a little pain, but slowly but surely the pleasure began to grow and overshadow the fading pain. She started to grind her hips and gasped, gripping Dash’s shoulder’s tighter, digging her nails into the flesh. Dash groaned and thrust harder, ramming all of himself into her tight pink folds. Lucy squealed as a bolt of ecstasy rammed up through her body. They found a rhythm, she ground her hips in time with his thrusts. The lovers held each other tightly, moaning and groaning as fire burned through their bodies, building in ferocity with each thrust of their hips.

Lucy arched her back, groaning deeply, feeling his thick cock deep inside her pussy, stretching her fleshy walls to their limits. She couldn’t think anymore, her mind had been broken down by the crashing tsunami’s of pleasure. Dash pinched her tits hard and she yelled out in delight. “Harder.” She yelled and Dash pounded her with al his might. She writhed and ground her hips wildly. It was too good, she could feel her first ever orgasm building inside her. “FASTER.” She screamed. She loved this feeling she wanted more, she wanted to be taken to her limits and further.

Dash tossed his head back and groaned deeply. She was so hot and tight it was driving him nuts. This was better than it had been with his sister that year ago. He pounded Lucy’s pussy harder as she screamed for it. His balls were tightening, every muscle in his body was full of lightning He couldn’t think anymore, it felt like his head was going to explode. He rammed all of his cock into her as hard as he could, feeling the soft flesh rubbing all over his hard dick. He felt pressure building in his gut, he was getting close.

Lucy cried out with every thrust as Dash’s cock rubbed her clit and hit her G-spot hard. She couldn’t take it anymore, every cell was on fire. “I’M FUCKING CUMMING.” She screamed out breathlessly. She hadn’t ever used that word before. Her pussy exploded; she felt her orgasm tear through her body and she leaned back so far she nearly fell off Dasher. Every limb trembled out of her control. Her pussy clamped tightly around Dash’s dick as her juices began to flow.

The sudden tightness threw him over the edge. His balls tightened and exploded. Lucy groaned loudly, feeling the hot cum spreading through her insides, such a massive load. He felt a powerful rush of energy. He grabbed Lucy and pulled her close, holding her tightly, feeling her body heat and hearing her heart pounding in her chest.

Lucy went limp in his arms and let herself be held by Dash’s strong arms. They were covered in each others sweat and sex juices and could hearts beating so fast, almost in unison. Lucy felt little tremors rising from her cunt, like orgasmic aftershocks. She could still feel Dash’s cock inside her, slowly softening, and her pussy walls were still wrapped around it tightly. She took a deep breath and sighed happily and brushed a little hair out of her face.
“That was…amazing.” She said, looking up at him with happiness. Dash smiled widely and nodded.
“It was. Totally wonderful.” He said. He rubbed his hands up and down her bare back, feeling her soft flesh and the thin, tiny layer of sweat on her body.

Slowly Lucy eased herself off Dash’s now soft dick and sat next to him on the sofa. She could still feel his cum inside her, mixing with her own juices. A warm feel of deepest satisfaction was descending over her.

Dash felt just the same way and would have told Lucy so if he could have found the right words, but he wasn’t a young Shakespere. He felt better, much better than he had been feeling recently. He was still tired but there was now a strength returning to his limbs. He put a hand to his head and realised that he still had on his Super mask. It was a little uncomfortable now; they didn’t feel great after they were stuck to your face for more than a few hours and he hadn’t taken his off in almost a week. He didn’t care about his identity anymore; he and Lucy knew each other more than adequately. As he pulled it away he rubbed at the dry skin that had been underneath.

Lucy stared in wonder at the boy that appeared before her. She thought that she would be disappointed if the mask was removed and the Super would be replaced by the person underneath, but she wasn’t. The mask meant nothing, the person underneath was the same person who had just loved her. He was kind of cute too. She leaned in and kissed him on the cheek. Dash looked at her and smiled, a little nervous about showing his real face.
“So.” She said with a seductive smile, sitting next to him naked on the sofa. “can I at least get the name of my…” She hesitated, the word was going to be strange for both of them to hear. “boyfriend.”

Dash froze and looked at her. The word did sound weird, but not unpleasant. She was a very pretty girl, around his own age, and they had just got to know each other *very* well indeed. But still he hesitated to answer. “Lucy…you know what’s happening out there…The chaos in the city?”
“I know.” She said coldly. She had heard so much over the news over the last few days but that wasn’t the thing that came immediately to mind. Those two boys, frightening and humiliating her just for their own fun. If Dasher hadn’t come along she dreaded to think where it would have ended up.
“I have so many enemies out there right now. Big criminals and small who‘d want nothing more than to hut a Super. If they found out that they can get to me through you…This isn’t like the Saturday morning show’s…these criminals *will* kill you if they have to.” He looked at her and saw that his speech was hitting all the right notes. “I can’t risk that they will hurt you because of me.”

Then to his total surprise she kissed him on the cheek again. “Isn’t that my decision.” She said with a total sincerity. “I like you…really like you…You’re my first.” She said in barely a whisper. Dash was quiet, he’d suspected as much. “You saved me…You’re a wonderful guy.”
“You only know about the Super you see on the TV.” Dash interrupted. “You don’t know anything about who I really am.”
“He’s got to be like the Super, even if it’s a little bit. Kind, caring, strong, brave.” She reached down and gripped his hand gently. “I could do a lot worse.”

Dash fell silent and looked at the naked girl in front of him. For one of the first times in his life, he was speechless. He knew that Violet’s and Tony’s relationship wasn’t easy at the best of times but they managed to make a very successful go of it. He supposed that if she really was willing to try then he supposed, as she had said, they could do a lot worse.
“Parr, I’m Dashiell Robert Parr.”

The two young and nervous kids leaned in and hugged each other tightly knowing that they were beginning something that wouldn’t be easy but could turn into something extremely good.

To be continued.