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 9- The trust.

Tony was waiting at the entrance to the school for a familiar face. Around him a few girls hung around in tiny packs that smiled at him and giggled to themselves if he glanced their way. There had been a false rumour going around that he and Violet were having trouble so new prospective girlfriends were showing themselves off to Tony, to show him what he could have.
A car pulled up by the kerb and Tony smiled as he saw the vehicles occupants. Violet and her mother. Tony’s face fell slightly as he noticed their grim expressions. Something was wrong. Violet jumped out of the car without saying goodbye to Helen. Helen it seemed wasn’t waiting for the response because she drove off as soon as her daughter had closed the car door. Violet put on a brave smile as she saw Tony but he could still see that she was troubled, it was in her eyes. They hugged each other and she kissed him on the cheek. Violet noticed the jealous looks from the gangs of girls, that cheered her up slightly. Some of the groups moved off, others just stayed and glared.
“What’s wrong?” Tony pressed as they pulled apart from their hug.
“Nothing?” Violet said, but Tony didn’t believe her, it was the way she was avoiding his gaze that totally convinced him.
“Vi’ we promised each other no more secrets.” He said in a low but serious voice. He felt a tiny stab of guilt, he still hadn’t told her about the reporter that was stalking him. Violet met Tony’s eyes with her own and nodded.
“I know.” She said softly. She knew it had to be said and the longer the put it off the worse it would probably become, now was probably the best time. “Tony, about yesterday.” She lowered her voice so that prying ears wouldn’t catch their conversation. “The reason I skipped the whole afternoon of school was because I heard over the radio that Shifter had been sighted downtown. I had to get down there. Had to try and capture him.”
Tony was silent, he was trying hard to understand Violets growing obsession with this Shifter. At first he couldn’t blame her, he had wanted to see Psychewave’s lackey face the same justice as his master, but Violet’s obsessions had grown beyond the reasonable, at least beyond what he could understand. She had stopped sleeping properly, she scanned every news report word for word for any mention of the villain and now she was skipping school; something she had promised, to her parents and to herself, never to do.
“I got him.” She said sadly. Tony’s eyes grew wide, his smile matched it seconds later. The only that stopped his yelling out and jumping for joy was the persistent gloomy expression of Violet’s face.
“What’s wrong? I thought you wanted nothing more than to see him behind bars.”
Violet was silent for a few seconds. She didn’t know just what to say. She knew what she wanted to say, but couldn’t find the right words. “I had him.” She began, slowly and quietly. “He was cornered in an allyway with nowhere to go except through me. I was ready for him. Ready for anything that he might throw at me…at least I thought I was.”
“What happened?” Tony pressed, urgent now to know what had effected Violet so deeply.
“He gave up.” Violet said, looking at Tony with her saddened eyes “He turned back into his human form and gave up. He begged me, begged. He said he was just trying to make things right.”
“Pack of lies.” Tony spat, but Violet ignored it and continued talking.
“And when I looked at him…I didn’t see Shifter. I didn’t see Psychewave. I didn’t see all the evil things that we’d done. All I saw was a frightened boy.”
Tony wasn’t sure he liked where Violet was steering the conversation.
“If you could have seen him Tony, you would have pitied him…just like I did.”
“Vi’ what did you do?” Tony asked, dreading the answer that he felt tat he already knew. Violet looked at him with a pleading look, she was hoping that Tony, out of everybody, would understand.
“He wants to make up for his mistakes, just like I do. So I gave him that chance. Michael, Shifter, is my sidekick.”
Tony exploded. He grabbed Violet tightly by the shoulders, it took every ounce of willpower not to start shaking her. “Are you insane.” He yelled, gathering looks from everyone nearby, but Tony didn’t care anymore. “After everything he’s done you’re just going to let him off scot-free. JUST BECAUSE HE SHOW’S SOME TEARY EYES?”
Violet whipped out her arms and knocked Tony away. She had wanted him of all people to understand and now he was just like the rest of them. She wanted to cry, but first, she wanted to yell.
“HE DIDN’T HAVE THE CHANCE TO FIX HIS MISTAKE LIKE I DID.” She yelled at him, all the while feeling tears rise up in her eyes. “HE NEEDS ME. I COULDN’T LET HIM GO TO PRISON. I JUST COULDN’T. ” Violet turned and raced off, into the school building. Tony let her go and glared around at the other people who were staring right at him.
“WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU LOOKING AT?” He shouted at the tip of his voice. They turned and started to wander away. Tony turned and wandered off into the school grounds, trying to find a place away from prying eyes that would rile up his anger even more.

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Across the street, in a parked car, two men looked at each other with surprise.
“Well.” Muttered David Conner. “Look’s like there’s a little trouble in paradise.”
Leon, his photographer, put the camera down on the back seat and nodded. “Di you hear what they said?”
“I think there are deaf people in the next state that heard what they said.” David muttered. “ ‘I couldn’t let him go to prison.’ I wonder who she meant? Rydinger knew who, that much was obvious.” He said more to himself than to Leon, but the photographer answered anyway.
“I think, and I hate to admit it, but you might actually be right; there may be a story here.”
David had a look as if Christmas had come early. He started up the car and pulled away from the school.
“What’s going on?” Leon jumped in. David had a funny look in his eyes that he didn’t quite trust.
“We’re going to get that film developed.” He said, jading a thumb toward the camera. “Then we’re going back to the motel; we have some phone calls to make.”

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Violet sat alone during lunch. She didn’t feel much like socialising anyway. Nor did she have much of an appetite, her meal lay before her practically untouched. Out of the corner of her eye she could see people looking her way, then leaning in for close discussion. It might have been true, or it might have been depression fuelled paranoia, but she thought that every laugh she heard was directed right at her.

Michael wasn’t Psychewave, could nobody else see that. He wasn’t evil, he’d just made friends with the wrong person. Without Psychewave’s control turning him to the life of crime Shifter could have become a great and powerful Super. No one else seemed to understand this. He was a sinner, not a demon, and all he wanted to do was repent.

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Tony sat alone outside. He didn’t feel like hanging out with his friends and he didn’t feel like spending time with Violet. Nor did he feel much like eating, he hadn’t bought any food in the cafeteria and he didn’t have any drive to do so. Occasionally he managed to catch people looking at him and talking in whispers and giggles. As soon as he looked their way they turned and acted casual, but it was obvious what was going on.

He felt angry, mostly angry at Violet. She had suffered so much because of Shifter and Psychewave, she had been robbed of her identity, made to do terrible things, beaten to the point of death and more and now she had to live with that guilt for the rest of her life. She still wouldn’t talk about her experience fully, when pressed on the subject she would only skim over the basic details. It was obvious she was holding back more but he didn’t want to push her to hard. She would talk about it if and when she was ready. The point was that she had suffered and now she was letting Shifter, one of the causes of that suffering, the one who had beaten her to the point of death, back into her life and, more than that, making him as close to her as he had been to Psychewave. Could she not see that?

Quenching the fire of the anger was a rising sense of guilt, fuelled by a cold logic; it made harsh thoughts emerge in his head. Violet had been given a second chance by the people of the city. Because she had turned against Psychewave and fought for the peoples freedom no one held any serious thoughts against her. She had seen Shifter, she had spoken to him while he hadn’t. Maybe she was right about him being sorry and if she was then didn’t he deserve a second chance just as Vanisher had been given? He guessed so. It was just hard to put aside his personal feelings on the guy. He was surprised Violet had done that so easily. The guilt was overcoming him. Violet had been able to put aside her feelings and had given Shifter, no Michael she had called him Michael, the opportunity to prove himself. Violet was probably right. She’d probably been looking for some support and all he’d done was yell at her. Putting aside his feelings on Shifter was easy, getting Violet to accept his apology; that was the hard part. He had an idea and hoped it would work.

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Violet went through the rest of the day without seeing Tony. She didn’t know whether the natural events of the day had made sure they didn’t run into each other or he was avoiding her but that was the way that it worked out. She wanted to talk to him some more, she wanted to try and make him understand why she had done what she’d done with Michael. She needed the support of someone she loved.
She walked home alone; she would have preferred to be picked up by her mother but there had been a report of a tour bus robbery in progress over the radio so the likelihood of one of her parents giving her a ride home was doubtful. Normally Violet occasionally liked to be alone with her thoughts. Old habits die hard and she used to prefer to be alone and even now that her social life had grown by leaps and bounds she occasionally went into her own company and with her own imagination. Now the thoughts in her head were ones that she would have preferred to block out with a lot of distractions. She was feeling so alone, everyone seemed against her in this idea. Could she blame them? No. But did she wish that just one of them could put aside their feelings and trust her judgement? Yes.

Her feet were grateful when she saw her home. Both of her parents cars were gone as she knew they would be. There was a light on in the living room, she guessed Michael would be inside. Dash would have known about the same emergency and would have raced off to help. Violet wasn’t faced with the option of helping; her transport was being fixed at Edna’s place. Not that Violet was actually in the mood to go off and perform any daring acts of rescue at the moment.

As she opened the door there was a shock waiting for her. Tony was standing in the hallway. Well, kneeling was more accurate a description. He looked up at her with an apologetic look on his face.
“What are…How? What?” Violet stammered in surprise. Tony smiled weakly and put his hands together.
“Violet. I’m sorry. If you think he deserves another chance then I trust you.”
Violet dropped to her knees and grabbed Tony, holding him tightly in her arms in a powerful hug. “Thank you.” She whispered into his ear. She felt tears run down her face, but they were good tears. In her darkest moment she had been told exactly what she’d needed to hear.
Tony kissed her lightly on the cheek and slowly rose up to his feet, Violet rose with him. Tony took her hands and guided her slowly through the house. The place was empty, no one was home at all.
“I told Shifter to take a walk.” Tony said, as if he’d sensed her thoughts. He guided her down the hall, down a route the two of them had taken together many times, to her bedroom.

As soon as the bedroom door was closed Tony moved around to behind Violet. One hand rested around her waist while the other brushed her long black hair aside. Violet knew what was coming and smiled. Tony leaned his head forward and kissed the back of her neck. Violet clenched her fists and bit her lip. She had no idea what caused it, but when Tony kissed the back of her neck it just drove her crazy. She could feel her pussy stir and a desire for her man begin to grow. Tony’s free hand moved slowly down her body, first squeezing one of her breasts, then just tweaking the nipple a little. They grew hard and rubbed against the material of her bra, adding tiny twinges of pleasure to Violet’s head. Further down, gently rubbing through her clothing, right between her legs. Tony’s hand froze there, not moving and not touching and Violet would have been annoyed by his teasing but his lips continued to kiss the back of her neck and she couldn’t find the words. She could only moan and feel a dampness spread slowly across her panties. Her hands roamed all over her own body, reaching up her top and squeezing her breasts and nipples hard. Tony’s hand finally moved up, brushing her pussy through the material of her jeans and panties but the pressure was enough and Violet’s knees gave way. She fell to the floor and looked up at him with both desire and anger.
“Stop teasing.” She scolded. She could tell that he wanted to go further already. His face was pained because his dick was hard and straining against the material of his jeans. The tight prison was too much for his twelve inch cock. His hands reached for the button but Violet, struck with horny inspiration leapt up and knocked his hand out of the way. He had teased her now she would teas him. Her hands rubbed up and down his leg, caressing the bulge of his cock. When it was twelve inches there weren’t many places it could go. She squeezed and rubbed at the thick head, making Tony gasp lightly with the growing pleasure. But this was teasing pleasure, god but not good enough to reach climax. Violet smiled, knowing what she was doing to him. Her own pussy was starting to demand the attention tat only that monster could give her. She popped the button on Tony’s jeans and yanked down the zip, pulling them slowly down. His cock had popped out of the side of his briefs and had been held next to his leg by the tight denim. Violet watched eagerly as the denim slid down slowly revealing more and more of the thick flesh. When the jeans were around his knees his cock sprung up free, almost hitting her in the face as it shot upward. Tony gasped in slight relief as his meat was released. Violet grabbed the cock and brushed her fingers up and down, feeling the veins throbbing along his twelve inch long cock. Slowly her head came forward and kissed the throbbing purple head, gently, very gently, brushing it with her teeth and licking it with her tongue. Tony fell back against the wall as Violet sucked lightly at the tip of his cock. One hand brushed along the long shaft of rock-hard meat and the other played with his balls. Tony gasped and groaned lightly as he felt the pleasure start to grow inside him.
Violet couldn’t wait anymore, her pussy was dripping juice, soaking her panties and making the material rub against her cunt lips roughly. She abandoned Tony’s hot rod, much to their mutual disappointment. Violet pulled at her clothing and Tony got the idea and he started to pull at his own clothing. It wasn’t easy to get his underwear over his cock but he managed it, just. Violet unclipped her bra and let it slide down her arms and onto he floor; releasing her C-cup breasts. Her nipples were hard and a slight chill in the air made them tingle. Her hand were not still, opening the button of her jeans and sliding them and her panties to the floor at the same time. The wet material had to be pealed away from her pussy and the air on it felt cool and that only excited her more.
Tony looked at Violet’s naked body, her large curved breasts and the tiny waist with the round hips that didn’t look like it could ever hold something as big as his dick, but she did.
Violet turned and bent down to pull off her socks ad show off her tight ass and dripping pussy to her boyfriend. He saw the delicate flesh of her pink folds and couldn’t restrain himself any more. Grabbing his cock in one hand he pushed it slightly down and aimed at her cunt. Violet groaned ecstatically and had to hold onto her bed to stop herself from falling onto the floor, her legs couldn’t hold her up anymore. Tony’s full twelve inch cock slid down her channel, her juices providing easy passage. He rammed himself in right up to his balls. Violet dragged her nails along the material of her bed. This felt so good. Somehow he felt deeper inside her than ever before. The fat meat was stretching her insides and making lightning of pleasure course through her veins.
Tony reached around and grabbed her tits, squeezing Violet’s nipples hard. She threw her head back and moaned sharply. As Tony slowly pulled himself out a few inches then thrust hard into her body again Violet half gasped half screamed and fell forward. She stayed on her feet but lay half on the bed. Tony leaned on her, feeling himself slide deeper into her tight cunt. Violet gripped the bed sheets tightly in her fists and moaned loudly. She could already feel the pressure building up inside her, driving her toward climax. Tony felt like he was so deep inside her he was fucking her stomach. Violet could do nothing but cry out as his massive cock rammed her again and again, emptying and filling her insides. Each thrust sent lightning through her. She couldn’t even think anymore, her brain was melting. Tony kept thrusting, ramming her as hard as he could with his thick dick. Violet cried out breathlessly as her orgasm ripped through her. She could feel her juices squirting from her pussy, coating Tony’s dick and balls in her juices. He didn’t stop, he hadn’t reached his own orgasm yet. Violet twitched violently as he pushed her beyond her climax and toward another. Tony rammed her hard. Violet felt so tight, he was close so close. His balls were tightening and he couldn’t think straight. He grabbed at her waist and held on tightly as he felt his load blow inside her. Energy rushed through him as he felt his load firing through her insides. Violet cried out deeply, feeling a second climax take her as Tony’s hot cum spread through her body, coating every inch of her insides. Such a big load she could feel it mixing with her juices and running down her thighs.
The two lovers fell forward onto the bed and Tony wrapped his arms around Violet. They were covered in each others sweat and sex juices and neither seemed able to catch their breath. Violet let him hold her as she shivered from gentle orgasmic aftershocks and her brain stopped tingling and she managed to think in English again.
“God, I…love you…Tony.” She said between deep gasps.
“I love…you too.” Tony whispered breathlessly in her ear.

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Across town, in a small and cheep motel, two men were sitting with files, papers and photo’s all around them. David Conner took a black marker and a photograph of Violet and scribbled a shape over her eyes. It was quick, messy and crude but it looked just like the mask that the Super hero Vanisher wore. When he was finished he turned the photo to Leon, his companion and showed him his work.
“Who does that look like to you?”

To be continued.