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 32- Vanisher’s return (part 2).

Two weeks later.

Violet swiped her leg upward at Mirage. The woman grabbed the flying foot, seemingly effortlessly and with a twist Violet was thrown to the ground. Mirage brought her leg up, straight upwards like a highly trained ballet dancer. Violet new what was coming, the foot would come down like an axe, a blow that could shatter ribs, or cave in her head if it hit. She scrambled up onto all fours and thrust herself out of the way, just as Mirage’s leg started to come downwards to the spot where her head had been. The heal of Elizabeth’s boot dug into the earth, giving Violet the time he needed to get back to her feet. Violet leapt forward, closer to her attacker, she tried a punch, Mirage just ducked out of the way. As Mirage ducked down she swiped out and punched Violet in the ribs twice and hard. Violet gritted her teeth and tried not to cry out. Violet tried driving her knee upward but Mirage deflected the blow with ease and drive her fist upward to punch Violet in the jaw. Violet fell backwards and landed on the ground; she rolled further and further away, trying to maintain a distance until she could recover and attack again. She could taste blood in her mouth but didn’t care. Elizabeth didn’t give Violet the distance she wanted, rushing forward and kicking Violet in the ribs, hard. Violet dropped to the ground again and clutched her side tightly.

The attack stopped. Elizabeth could see Violet had taken all she could take on this occasion. She had done better than when they had started this intense training just two days ago, she had never seen such progress before. But there was still a long way to go, she hadn’t even begun to resemble her old self. Violet was no Super.

Violet felt herself fighting back tears, but she wouldn’t shed a single one, not over her. For the last two weeks they had done nothing but combat training and for all that time it had all ended with the same result; she never got in a single blow and Mirage would kick her ass. After two weeks of attacks she had begun to see, even sense, the moves before they happened, but she still lacked the strength, speed and ability to deflect them. Now mirage approached with a first aid kit, bringing the final part of how she helped her. Violet held out her arm and pulled back the sleeve of her black outfit, the arm was badly bruised from old injuries a couple of days old. “My wrist.” Violet muttered. Mirage tested it gingerly, moving Violet’s hand around slowly, taking note of where she winced and gasped.

Mirage wrapped Violet’s wrist and ribs in bandages, binding the injuries that she had caused tightly to aid their healing. “My leg hurts too.” She muttered, pulling up the leg of her trousers. Elizabeth tested the leg and she winced slightly, but the injury was left untreated. Perhaps it was just a light sprain. All the time she worked on treating Violet, Mirage never said a single word. Violet now saw how the silence was a powerful weapon and motivator. If Mirage said just one thing, whether it be praise or criticism, she would be able to absorb those words, take them on board and grow and change from all of that. The silence meant she had to figure all things out for herself and learn her own lessons and deal with her own thoughts; invent her own admiration and disapproval. There was nothing worse for critasism than a persons own mind; all she was doing was seeing where she was failing.

Mirage finished her treatment of Violet’s wounds and walked off, leaving Violet alone under the tree in the middle of the field. She was sore, and very tired; she’d been up at dawn. She put herself through a long run through the grounds before beginning her combat training with Mirage. Because of Elizabeth’s silence it was down to Violet to choose her level of training and what she did and she wasn’t taking an easy option. After the run cam an assault course that she had ordered be rigged up. When it came to anything regarding her training Violet’s voice was like Elizabeth’s voice. It had been built overnight and had lived up to all her expectations. There were things to swing from, jump over, climb over, climb under, crawl under, crawl through, hang from and run through. She wasn’t very good at it, taking over ten minutes to traverse the course he saw Mirage do in less than four. Violet seemed to have lost the edge and power that she had once held. Her muscles were recovering, her strength returning but there was more missing than just physical ability, something Elizabeth had but she herself had lost. Something nameless that most people wouldn’t know they had until it was gone. And she missed it so much right now.

Violet climbed up to her feet, she had rested long enough. It was time for more training. She and Mirage wouldn’t fight again until tomorrow; so she had to take that time to perfect her skills and improve her body. She had to succeed. No matter what it took.

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Swinging from the rope, her hands burned as she fought to hold her grip. Running through the line of car tyres; her feet nimbly avoiding a trip up. Up over a wooden wall, her arms and legs stained to push her weight, light as it was, up and over. Netting on the ground, under she went, crawling through the mud and not caring. The heart was pounding hard in her head. Her entire body, already sore from training and injuries of the previous days was burning in protest. Still she pushed herself onward, she had to complete the course, she had to make herself stronger.

Clear of the netting Violet tried to leap to her feet but she staggered, her footing slipped and she fell to the ground. She fell hard and lay still on the grass, breathing hard and hearing her heart in her ears. Thud, thud, thud. Too many beats coming too fast to count. She wanted to move but couldn’t find the will to move her limbs.

A Shadow fell over her. “Violet? Are you alright?” it was Tony’s voice. He knelt down by her side, giving her a good look at his face. She regretted neglecting him so much, but she was trying to focus on her training. Once she was strong enough she could return to the city and defeat Psychewave. Then Tony could come home and they could all get back to normal. But it was teasing to have him so close, reminding her of what she was desirably depriving herself.
“I’m ok.” She said, trying and failing to sit up. She needed to rest. Just a little rest and she would fine.
“You’re exhausted.” Tony said with concern. He reached and gripped her hand, half expecting her to shrug it off. Violet thought about doing it for a second, but just having Tony’s hand on her own seemed to spread a warmth through her body, making her feel better than she had done in a long time. Why had she kept him at such a distance? Right now she couldn’t think of an answer.
“I’ve missed you.” She said, looking up at him. Tony looked down at her as if he was seeing Violet for the first time in years.

Tony reached is free hand and brushed Violet’s face gently. She closed her eyes and pressed her cheek into his hand. Tony knelt forward and kissed her on the cheek, moving straight away to her mouth. Their lips met and she felt the heat and electricity flow between them. The same familiar sparks that were always there in their past. They still had what they used to have. His hands broke away and moved down, rubbing along her body gently, making sure not to hurt her. Violets hands were busy, brushing along Tony’s body, feeling along his back, down to grab his ass. She felt the wonderfully familiar stirrings through her body that she hadn’t felt in so long. There was a heat building between her legs that she wanted to touch and rub. Violet moved a hand around to Tony’s front, brushing down his chest, toned from all the sports he played at school. There was a bulge in his jeans that was growing bigger and harder by the second. The denim was growing tighter as her hand brush over the hardening organ. Tony reached hands under her sweater, brushing against her bare flesh, feeling the soft mounds of her breasts. He felt the nipples hardening as his fingers brushed over her bra. Violet moaned out softly, closing her eyes. Her hands rubbed at his member through the material, making him gasp softly. Expertly her fingers popped open the button on his jeans and slid the zipper down. The bulge in his boxers was released, his fully hard 12 inch cock pushed past the elastic of his underwear and into full view of the world. Her fingers rubbed along the hard shaft. Tony moaned softly as her fingers gripped softly, slowly and gently jerking him off. Tony closed his eyes and breathed heavily as her hands expertly rubbed along the flesh and throbbing veins of his dick. Pleasure began to rise up in his body, making his limbs weak as the waves of euphoria rose up through him and to his brain. She slowed the pace of her hands, teasing him. He stared at her and moaned breathlessly, Violet just smiled slyly; she knew exactly what he was doing to him. Between her legs a heat was beginning to build, she could feel her juices starting to flow, soaking into her panties, making them stick to the insides of her legs and chafe. She stopped and removed her hand’s from Tony’s cock, it twitched with his heartbeat.

Tony’s hands left her breasts. Violet felt the hard nipples rubbing against the material of her bra, exciting her more. He reached down to her pants and popped the button on them. Grabbing the waist he roughly pulled them down. Violet bit her lips and groaned softly, he might have been rough but she’d liked that. Tony dragged her pants and underwear down to her knees and Violet kicked them off, sending them flying away. The cool air on her pussy was exciting, the chill against the heat of her lips just made her want to touch herself more. Tony pulled his shirt over his head and threw it away, then started to desperately yank at his jeans, trying to kick them away. Violet pulled her shirt over her head and sent it away. As she released her firm C-cup breasts from her bra her nipples almost felt sore, so desperate for attention she hadn’t given them in so long. She could feel her juices flowing, her pussy was soaked and pleading for attention. Tony’s cock was so hard it was sore, he had dreamed of this for such a long time.

Tony leaned forward and gripped Violet’s tit with one hand and kissed her. He pushed his tongue experimentally and she welcomed him in. their tongues wrestled and danced for seconds. Slowly they broke apart and Tony’s lips kissed her cheek, moving down to her neck. Violet smiled and moaned softly, closing her eyes as his lips gently caressed her neck. From the neck Tony moved down to the curve of her shoulders and further hip lips finding her breasts. Violet loosely wrapped her arms around her boyfriends head and shoulders leaning him in further to her body. His tongue danced around the hard nipple, sending tiny bolts of pleasure up through her body. When Tony brushed his teeth lightly on her tit she gasped suddenly, the tiny bolt turned into a powerful shock.

Tony’s hands moved down to between her legs, brushing lightly at the forest of hair and to the soft pink flesh of her entrance. He rubbed her clit between his fingers. Violet twitched and gasped. Her hands pawed at the ground as Tony slid two fingers into her with one hand and pinched and rubbed at her clit with the other. She gasped and moaned, biting her lip hard. “Oh yes.” She said breathlessly. Tony’s fingers probed her hot sensitive folds, moving his fingers spreading her lips. Violet shuddered and twitched. She couldn’t take it any more, she pushed his hands out of her, feeling the sudden emptiness and coldness as the burning pleasure stopped. She needed him inside her right now.

Violet gripped his thick cock, guiding it toward her waiting pussy lips. She rubbed the head of his dick up and down her slit, gasping every time it passed her clit. Tony groaned lightly as he felt the edge of her sweet heat on the edge of his cock. He slid himself forward slowly, pushing only an inch of himself inside her. Violet gasped ecstatically, feeling a fire growing in her tight flower. She needed this so much. “Stop teasing.” she said breathlessly. “Fuck me.” She grabbed his muscular shoulders and pulled Tony toward her, driving eight inches of his long dong into her cunt. It hurt to have so much inside her so suddenly but it was a good pain, pain that only increased the ecstatic pleasure when Tony started to move again, his massive organ rubbing all the right places of her tight insides. Fire burst through her every nerve and pore. She held him tightly, dragging her nails along his bare back, moaning and groaning in time with each thrust that sent more and more of himself within her.
“Oh god. Yes. Tony. GOD. YESSSSSSSS.” She whined with every breath.

She arched her back, tossing around her head as she felt her pussy stretched to its limits. Tony drove all twelve inches into her pink folds. He grunted with pleasure, feeling her wet heat wrapped so tightly around him. He thrust harder, feeling powerful electricity flowing through him. Violet writhed underneath him, dragging her nails down his back. She moaned “Yes. Yes. Yes.” again and again. With each pump her tits bounced violently.

Violet spread her legs wide, wrapping them around Tony’s waist, pulling him deeper into her. She threw her head back and cried out “Harder.” and Tony obliged, pumping her as hard as he could. Violet couldn’t think straight, her brain was full of a burning ecstasy. All of her limps were out of her control, twitching and tightening without her thinking it. There was a pressure building up in her belly. “SO CLOSE. TONY FUCK ME.” She screamed. Tony barely heard her, he was getting so close to his own orgasm. Every muscle in his body was fired with lightning bolts of pleasure. His balls tightened. He was close, getting so close.

With a loud primal scream Violet’s whole body stiffened, then twitched and jerked as a powerful climax ripped through her body. “Oh Tony, I love you.” Her juices flowed out of her cunt. Coating Tony’s cock and running down between her legs an soaking the ground under them. Tony kept thrusting harder and faster, throwing her beyond her orgasm. Each little move of his cock was an explosion of ecstasy in her pussy.

Tony gave one final thrust, as hard as he could, and growled out breathlessly as he felt his load shooting out of him. A powerful rush of energy came through him and the powerful weakness and feeling of hot satisfaction caused by the orgasmic afterglow settled down.

Violet felt his massive hot load spreading through her insides, and she sighed with deep satisfaction. She gasped as tiny aftershocks tingled her pussy and smiled. She held Tony in a tight hug, feeling his massive member slowly softening inside her hot pussy. “Oh God. Oh Tony. That was amazing.” She kissed him, long and passionately on the lips. “You were amazing.”

Tony moved off her slowly, both of them gasped as his dick moved slowly out of her, brushing at the sensitive walls of her twat. He lay next to her, brushing his had slowly over her body. She was hot and sweaty and even her skin was practically glowing.

Violet brushed a little hair out of her eye and smiled at him lovingly. “I love you.” She whispered to him.
“I love you too.” He replied in the same tone. He was suddenly surprised to see her expression change from one of pleasure to sadness.
“I’m sorry I didn’t show it for so long.” She said, sounding like she was getting ready to cry. Tony rested a hand on her cheek and tried to reassure her.
“It’s alright. I understand. I really do.”
“But I’m still sorry.”
“No. Vi’ don’t be so hard on yourself.”

The sentence suddenly, and weirdly, brought up the sudden memory of something her mother had once said to her. She hadn’t been a Super back then, and so unsure about herself and her powers. Her mum had said “Don’t think and don‘t worry, if the time comes, you’ll know what to do. It‘s in your blood.” And when the time had come, she did. And she knew not only what she had to do now but in the future.

Violet found a smile again and kissed Tony on the cheek. “Thank you.” She said. She shuffled a little closer to him, pressing her breasts into his chest. Her hand reached down and rubbed at his cock, it was soft but under her attention it was beginning to harden again. His stamina was unbelievable. “Now show me what else you can do to make me feel better.” She said seductively.

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The next morning Violet was wide awake and waiting outside for Elizabeth Price. She stood on the grass taking in deep breaths and trying to calm her mind. She knew what she had to do now, the question was whether or not she could do it.

A hand tapped her shoulder and she turned with a start. It was Elizabeth. She stared at Violet in silence. Violet stepped back a few paces and took a fighting stance. “Let’s do this.”

The attack came hard and sudden. Violet whipped her leg upwards. Mirage whacked it away easily and, dropping low, rolled out of the way o further blows. Violet went after her, swiping out with her legs. Mirage grabbed her foot and with a painful twist dropped the girl to the floor. Mirage lipped up onto her feet and brought her leg straight up then down again, like an axe, aimed at Violet’s back. Violet rolled out of the way at the last second and Mirage’s heal pounded a dent into the ground. This was harder than she thought it would be. Violet staggered to her feet a safe distance from her attacker. She could have used a force field to deflect the blow but Elizabeth didn’t have Super powers, so she wouldn’t use them either.

Mirage rushed forward and swiped a powerful right hook. Violet leaned backwards as far as she could, she felt the breeze from Elizabeth’s fist as it flew past. It was one of the first blows that Mirage had ever missed. Violet pushed her back upwards and straightened it out, using the force of her momentum to throw her head forward. Mirage threw her hands up and Violet head butted the heal of her palms. She staggered backwards, seeing coloured blobs dancing before her eyes and a hot lump of lead in her skull, that had hurt a lot. She felt something running down her lip; her nose was bleeding.

Mirage aimed a punch, her finishing blow. Her powerful fist came forward like a rocket aimed at Violet’s jaw. Violet’s arm whipped up and deflected the blow and her other hand whipped forward and she rammed the heal of her palm as hard as she could into Mirages chest between her breasts. Mirage was thrown backwards, off her feet and landed hard on her ass gasping for breath and staring at Violet in shock. Violet meanwhile was actually looking down at her hand, still extended, in surprise. Had she really just done that?

In the end it had almost been easy. She had been trying too hard, over thinking everything and achieving nothing. She had to let go, stop thinking and just feel. To let her instinct take over and be the Super she was born to be. In that moment Violet had regained her capacity for violence; the ability to fight. In the wake of that moment, holding the pain to her heart as if it were something precious, Elizabeth finally spoke and smiled. “Excellent. You are ready.”

To be continued.