Disclaimer: I do not own the Incredibles, only the OCs.

It was an ordinary day for him: get up, go to school, bash some bad guys in the head, go home, and get some sleep. But the routine became interrupted at school when a transfer walked into his precalculus class. Dash had heard of her throughout the day from his friends but had not actually seen her so when he did, he was careful to note her appearance in one glance.

She was slim, short in stature, and had her eyes cast downward. Her caramel colored hair reached her waist in waves and he couldn't see her eyes. Dash was curious of the color and intended to find out but didn't have to wait as the teacher directed her to the empty spot next to him. They were grey with flecks of blue, giving them a silver-like quality. Upon closer inspection of her face, her features were youthful and she has a button nose.

The girl sat down quietly and opened a notebook which she started drawing. She was so focused that she didn't see Dash leaning over her until he commented on the drawing right next to her. She flinched and quickly looked at him.

Dash smiled apologetically. "Sorry, I didn't mean to frighten you."

The girl shook her head once. "No, it's okay."

Dash smiled. "My name's Dash."

Her eyes widened. "I've heard about you all day. Everyone speaks of you when the subject of sports is mentioned. Is it true you play almost every sport?"

"Whatever I can do, I do it. What about you?"

She laughed lightly. "I'm more into theatre and drama. My name's Evelyn."

"Glad to meet you."

Evelyn smiled in return and soon class was called to order. Dash's quick mind grasped the concept before the lesson was finished. That was an advantage to his power. He found that his mind could think at a faster rate than normal people.

His eyes flickered over to Evelyn who was working on the homework. He smirked. Not many other people understood the subject. His eyes went back to the board and then over to Evelyn. The assignment hadn't been given to them yet nor was it on the board. Just how in the world did she know which problems to do?

As if on cue, Ms. Graceson called for Evelyn. Dash listened as was the rest of the class. Evelyn was leaving early for an appointment and had already been given the homework. Dash sighed. So she wasn't a super: be it hero or villain.

Evelyn left class and Dash was a bit disappointed to see her leave. She was the first big thing to happen to his ordinary life since he entered high school.

Over the course of the next few weeks, Evelyn and Dash became good friends. Evelyn would occasionally get dirty looks from Dash's fan club but they pretty much left her alone.

Two months went by and Evelyn and Dash had settled into a routine. Dash would go to practice (he alternated between cross country and football each week) and Evelyn would be in the piano room rehearsing for an upcoming audition. Afterwards, they would meet and walk home occasionally stopping at some place.

They were walking home one day when Dash got a call from his mom. Dash quickly explained that he had a family emergency and had to leave. Evelyn nodded and watched him go. Then she headed to her destination.

Dash quickly returned home and changed into his blue and black super suit. He had somewhat adopted Luscious' nickname for himself and made it his hero name: Speedster.

He dawned on his mask and within .3 seconds flat Speedster arrived to the scene of the crime. Speedster's self-proclaimed enemy, Twisted Falcon, was destroying downtown. Speedster had a difficult time getting close to his enemy even with his quick thinking and legs.

Twisted Falcon knew all of his enemy's movements, attack patterns, and unfortunately his corny jokes. Also, Twisted Falcon was a mad scientist and his power was teleportation. Avoiding Speedster while keeping him busy was an easy feat. So it came as a shock when his drones were suddenly powered down and Speedster had nothing to do with it.

Twisted Falcon searched about him and spotted someone in a costume. The flamboyance most costumes had was not in this. The entire outfit was a navy blue color with no logo. Gloves and boots were black but the mask was also a navy blue color. Rarely did supers stray from the normal black mask. But there was something about this super that was different. Most supers needed the eye catching costumes to command attention, but this one did it all on their own.

Twisted Falcon watched as the super approached and gulped when his drones were stopped when the super raised their palm in front of the drones. Speedster was in too much shock to nab Twisted Falcon and watched the super approach, realizing the super was female.

Twisted Falcon bellowed, "Just who are you?"

Her stoic expression didn't change as she replied, "Charisma."

Twisted Falcon's eyes widened as the recognition settled within him. Charisma was one of the top young heroes among the world. She was rumored to be a telepath, technopath, and had the use of telekinesis. She came from a long line of Supers both hero and villain alike. Majority of the public thought she would be a villain but she had chosen to be a hero.

Speedster watched Charisma as she merely stared at Twisted Falcon and then the villain's eyes were glazed over as he walked over to the police and turned himself in. Speedster's jaw dropped. He was then in front of Charisma in a millisecond.

"How'd you do that?" he asked.

"I planted a thought in his head until he believed it enough to be his. I'll be around for a while Speedster. Until we meet again," she said as she walked away.

Speedster wanted to follow her, wanted to ask more questions, but a thought stopped him; one that was not his own. He smiled. The thought was too slow to be his and knew if she ever planted one again, it wouldn't stop or control his actions.

A/N: So, I've been working on this on and off and I've got a great start on it. I also think there need to be more Dash stories, so here's one. :3