Author's Notes: I'm using a new format this chapter, with the Deavors reacting to villain encounters after Evelyn's house arrest ended.

Some of the villains are inspired by unused Incredibles 2 designs, some of them are my own ideas. Enjoy.

Three years have passed since the legalization of superheroes, and with it came unprecedented number of super villains coming out of the shadows. The effects of staying underground for decades, emboldening them rather than decaying their ambitions. One such villain, had a very daring and lucrative plan that involved a very rich businessman.

"Hey Eve, you want to catch a movie today? How does a musical sound?" Winston Deavor asked from behind a newspaper, as he read the movie listings. His feet casually up on his desk.

"Terrible. You know I don't like musicals." Evelyn Deavor answered and nudged her brother's feet off the desk, as she took the newspaper from his hands and had a look at the list of available films herself.

"A spy flick?"

"That's what you want to see." Evelyn reproached her brother, a wry smile spreading on her face. Though her brother excelled in knowing what people wanted, his self-awareness when compromising was a little less polished.

"Then how about—"

But before Winston could finish his sentence, a large, winged figure came crashing through the glass; the criminal known as Sonar, armed with the wings of a bat and shrill, concussive shrieks.

"I'd apologize for the window, Mr. Deavor, but you're a rich man you can afford it. And my ransom demand when I abduct you." Sonar announced his plan in a confident and condescending manner, seeing the head of a company as an easy target for his extortion scheme.

"He's not going anywhere." Evelyn declared, with a firm tone. No one would be abducted today, not while she was present and her brother in danger.

"You sure about that?" Sonar challenged her words, trying to sow doubt in her heart. His intimidation tactics seemed to be effective, when Evelyn took her eyes off the villain for a second to look at her frightened brother, backing away slowly.

Seizing the momentary opportunity, Sonar shrieked at the siblings, releasing piercing sonic waves, making Evelyn's ears ring with protest.

Clutching her ears, Evelyn squeezed her eyes shut and groaned from the assault on her ears. She opened her eyes a few seconds later and saw Winston getting dragged away and slung on their assailant's shoulder.

"No!" Evelyn cried out, as the only family she had left was getting kidnapped right before her very eyes.

"Don't let him take me." Winston pleaded, his voice getting choked up on the last word, as the thought of getting separated from his sister dawned on him.

I won't. She wanted to say, but there was no time. Running to Winston's desk, Evelyn grabbed a mug from Winston's desk and flung it at the would-be kidnapper's head. Chunks of the mug shattering as it connected with his skull.

Running to Winston before the villain could drag him down with him, as he plummeted towards the ground, Evelyn pulled her brother to safety.

Adrenaline rushing through her body, Evelyn steadied her breathing with slow, deep breaths. Neither sibling saying anything as they caught their breaths and processed what had happened.

Finally breaking the silence, Evelyn suggested a sensible option.

"How about we stay in today?"

—

Walking with a briskness to his steps and a smile on his face during his daily walk, Winston took in the sights of the city and was thankful for the good weather they were having. Hearing the sounds of a police siren, Winston looked around for the source of the trouble but only noticed the darkening of the clouds above him. Did the weather report get things wrong? He hoped not.

Hearing the footsteps of someone behind him, Winston's instincts screamed at him to turn around. A thick cloud of vapour obscured his vision, giving Winston the impression that this was no ordinary change in weather, as the cloud fully enveloped him.

Suddenly finding himself on a rooftop of a nearby building, Winston wondered what had caused the unexpected change in location. He soon got his answer when he faced a tall, lanky woman with long black hair that matched her black boots and gloves that went with her dark grey costume.

The woman was a tough read. Carrying a bag filled with jewellery, but with disinterested look on her face. It was almost as if she had committed the crime half-heartedly. Hopefully it meant she was likely to let him go.

"May I ask why you've brought me here?"

"I was on the run from the police. I thought they'd go easy on me if I released a hostage."

"I'm not an expert on this… but taking me on the roof would get you in more trouble, than if you hadn't at all." Winston explained. His words seemed to have an effect on the woman, when he saw her eyebrows knitting together.

"Didn't think of that."

"You know, I bet if you took me back down and give the jewels back to the police they'd give you a fair trial." Winston suggested, feeling calmer now that they'd established rapport and that his release seemed imminent.

Winston soon found himself being engulfed once more by the woman's teleporting clouds. Back on the street, Winston breathed a sigh of relief as he was greeted with the familiar sight of traffic and the woman who had intended to use him as a bargaining chip was carried away to a police car in handcuffs. With all the excitement that had happened that day, he would need another walk to recover from the first one.

—

On their way to a restaurant for lunch, the Deavor siblings got caught in the middle of an attack against a shopping centre by a supervillain. Grimacing at the commotion, Evelyn hurried along, eager to get out of there. Supervillain attacks were a fact of life now, she knew that. But did they really have to attack on the same street and on the same day her brother was taking them out to eat?

Evelyn did not have any more time to think about the matter, when a stray blast of photonic energy knocked her unconscious.

"Evelyn!" Winston cried out, as his sister crumpled in his arms. He needed to find shelter fast. Spotting an alley nearby, Winston proceeded to carry Evelyn towards it. But the supervillain's hubris would not allow that. He would have a captive audience or nothing.

"Who dares run away from Moon Flare?" The villain demanded to know. Under other circumstances, the well-built man's black and white costume, adorned with a symbol of a solar eclipse would strike fear into Winston's heart, but not when he had just hurt his younger sister and was still a danger to everyone else.

"That woman you just hit? I'm her big brother." Winston stated threateningly, as he edged towards a trash can behind him.

"So, what?" Moon Flare scoffed at Winston. The powerless man was no threat to him. Saying nothing to keep the element surprise, Winston reached for the lid on the trash can and charged towards Moon Flare to narrow the distance. Hurling the heavy object towards the villain, it travelled as far Winston's strength allowed and smacked Moon Flare on the forehead, knocking him senseless.

Waking up with a dull, pounding headache, Evelyn slowly walked over to her brother. Seeing the absence of the traffic disrupting supervillain, Evelyn asked. "What happened to the galaxy guy?"

"I made him see stars."