The Futuristic Four- Heroes of Time

Prologue: A Call to Action

~Disclaimer: I don't own the pictures or even the idea, I just came up with this version of how they could form a team.~

"Dad are you sure you're alright?" asked a concerned 10-year-old Wilbur.

"Of course I am, unfortunately, two people weren't able to make it," his dad admitted sadly. Wilbur knew what that meant, it was the same thing a lot of heroes said during interviews.

"How did it happen?" Wilbur asked as his dad tucked him into bed.

"Well, no one knows for sure. One of the inventions must have exploded or something and created a fire because one moment I was walking around and judging the inventions while waiting for Professor Callaghan and the next a big explosion went off behind me. Almost everyone had made it out of the fire, but Professor Callaghan was still inside and a young man went to try to save him, but he was caught up in an explosion," Cornelius explained.

"Is that whose funeral we're going to tomorrow?" Wilbur asked. Mr. Robinson nodded and then kissed his forehead.

"Good night," he said before turning off the lights and closing his son's door.

Wilbur waited a few minutes before quickly going under his covers and turning a flashlight on. He enjoyed reading old comic books about superheroes at night. He wanted to be one when who grew up, two of his favorite issues were The Incredibles and Futuristic Four, because he had watched old news reports on how they saved the world countless times. However, the one superhero he wanted to be was The Time Traveler, because he, unlike most other heroes Wilbur read about, wasn't based on a real person. No one knew where he or the rest of his team, The Futuristic Four, came from, they had just appeared and everyone was completely shocked when they found out they were made up.

While Wilbur read the comics he got an idea.

"What if I become a superhero?" he asked himself quietly.

He had the world's most renowned inventor as his dad! He could use his father's inventions or even make his own. Of course, he wasn't a super genius like his dad, but he could learn. With that in mind, Wilbur started to plan everything out, until he fell asleep from exhaustion.

"Wilbur wake up, we have to go," his mom called from downstairs.

He begrudgingly got up, but quickly ran to hide everything he had drawn when he heard footsteps getting closer to his door. He started jumping from one leg to the other, trying to find where to hide everything, before his eyes landed on a treasure chest he had in his room. He quickly stuffed everything inside, but he couldn't make it close.

"Wilbur hurry we have to-What are you doing?" his mom asked as she stood by his open door.

"Nothing," Wilbur said as he sat on top of the treasure chest. Franny raised an eyebrow but shook her head.

"We have to go, hurry up and get ready, okay Sweetie?" his mom said before leaving and closing the door behind her.

Wilbur sighed in relief and tried slipping off the lid before being flung off the chest from all the pressure of his weight being lifted.

"Ow," he said out loud.

After a while, he got up and started getting ready.

~Time Skip~

Wilbur had always seen funerals in movies, but being in one was so different. Everything was ominous and just seeing everyone on the verge of tears or in tears filled him with a wave of emotions. He felt sad because two people had lost their lives, mad because the world was so cruel and determined because he was going to do everything in his power to change fate's design. He was just a kid, but that was not about to stop him. He was going to become a superhero and he already knew who he was going to help first.

"No matter what, I will go back and save them," he thought to himself as he looked at the pictures of Professor Callaghan and Tadashi, whose name he had found out while his dad was speaking to Tadashi and Hiro's aunt.

His face was filled with determination and he found that this was what he was meant to do, this was his call to action.

Hiro was only 3 years old when he last saw his parents. He missed them of course, but there wasn't much that he remembered about them. What he could recall were mostly dreams mixed in with memories, he would be floating in the air with his mom while his dad splashed water on Tadashi from his palms. He knew they were dreams of course because people like him couldn't really fly, or control water. Only superheroes could do that, and even then real accounts were often said to be only fabrications of the media. He convinced himself that his mom was just throwing him up into the air making him feel like he was flying and that Tadashi and his dad were playing with a hose. Afterall, everything seems magical to a 3-year-old.

Violet had always been in the dark. She was shy and because of that, she didn't have many friends. The few friends she did have were super bubbly, like Kari, so she felt like she didn't really fit in with them. Being a super didn't really help, she had to hide from the rest of the world in fear that they wouldn't accept her, but if they don't accept her when she's trying to be normal what's the point? Her dad was still stuck in his glory days of being a super so he rarely spent time with them, but after the whole Syndrome situation, everything changed. Her dad spent time with them, she was more outgoing and had even landed a date with Tony, her family became the most well-known heroes around, and she was even assigned missions by herself. Everything had changed for the better.

Penny thought that being in a T.V show would be the best thing that ever happened to her, but all the training she had to go through quickly changed her mind. Bolt was always on guard, so he never wanted to play with her and she had to practice all of her stunts because she couldn't get a stunt double. Sometimes she would lay awake and think what her life would be like if it was just her mom, Bolt, and her. Then her mind would wander to her dad. Her mom had told her that he had gone away, but would come back one day. Was he really going to come back? Or did he just leave them? Penny didn't know and felt like she probably would never know.

Something united all of them together, whether they liked it or not they were destined to join together and fight for their future.