Beyond Super (Male Violet x Reader)

Chapter 1: The Interview and Mr. Incredible

In a world where superheroes were once celebrated for their extraordinary abilities, a man known as Mr. Incredible sat in front of a camera, preparing for an interview. Despite his incredible strength, he struggled with the simple task of securing the microphone clip.

"Is this thing on?" he muttered to himself, a hint of frustration in his voice. Finally managing to secure the clip, he settled into his seat, ready to face the interviewer.

"So, Mr. Incredible, do you have a secret identity?" the interviewer's voice came from off-screen.

Mr. Incredible paused, his expression thoughtful. He knew the importance of a secret identity, of having a life beyond the cape and mask. Every superhero understood the need for a disguise, a way to blend in with the ordinary world.

"Every superhero has a secret identity," he replied, looking directly at the camera. "I don't know a single one who doesn't. Who wants the pressure of being ' super' all the time?"

"Of course, I have a secret identity. Who'd want to go shopping as Elastigirl? You know what I mean?" she said a female superhero with a playful smile on her face. 

"Super ladies they always trying to tell you their secret identity; think it'll strengthen the relationship or something like that. I say Girl I don't want to know your mild-mannered alter ego or anything like that. You tell me you're a ''Super Mega Ultra Lightning Babe''... that's alright with me. I'm good, I'm good." Says a different male super hero, in a white and blue suit.

"No matter how many times you save the world, it always manages to get back in jeopardy again. Sometimes I just want it to STAY SAVED for a little bit. I feel like the maid: ''I just cleaned up this mess, can we keep it clean for teen minutes? Please." After chuckling, Mr. Incredible sighs and begins speaking again. "Sometimes I think I'd just like the simple life, you know? Relax a little, raise a family..." 

"Settle down? Are you kidding? I'm at the top of my game, I'm right up there with the big dogs. Girls, c'mon! Leave saving the world to men? I don't think so." 

"I don't think so..."

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SIRENS

POLICE LIGHTS FLASHING

A police car was speeding after dangerous criminals in their own car were shooting at them. Unaware of an individual in another car not so far away. Bob Parr, a good-looking blonde male, is listening to music when suddenly it stops.

 "We interrupt for an important bulletin; a deadly high-speed pursuit between police and armed gunman is underway, traveling northbound on San Pablo Avenue." 

Pressing a button results in the radio flipping and converting to a screen. Clicking the screen, he sets a GPS to the location of the car chase so he can pursue it. Making a sudden right, Bob looks at his watch and says, "I've got time." Bob presses another button: "AUTODRIVE" and types in "MERGE PURSUIT." He takes his hands off the wheel, and a rapid series of automated actions begin: the seat back drops flat, the passenger seat folds against the window, as the driver's seat slides to the center. Metal bands lock around his waist, then separate, sliding apart toward his head and his toes, removing his clothes to reveal his slick, brightly colored Mr. Incredible super suit underneath.

He presses another button, and the car's exterior transforms into a retro-futuristic vehicle ever. Speeding down the road in an attempt to catch up with the pursuit. Mr. Incredible looks up and sees an old lady waving him down.