Mr Incredible Captured Novels & Stories

“Oh, to be a descendant from such a family. I won’t even know the meaning of working. If there were a next life, I want to be a Madrigal. Their wealth just keeps expanding, it’s…” As Frank rambled on, I glanced briefly at the TV he was staring at. My eyes quickly scurried back because someone looked awfully familiar. My jaw dropped. It was him. He was standing directly beside an old man, holding huge scissors. The Mister.

"She was smiling, Dante. She wasn't a broken slave. She was a sleeper agent. I need to know what is happening in Colorado." The terminal screen flickered violently before stabilizing into a grainy, high-definition feed from the supermax facility. The time stamp indicated it was a live feed, piggybacking on the prison's own internal security network. Elara’s breath hitched in her throat, her hands freezing over the keys as the image resolved itself.

A phantom designed to pull me out of my territory, to exhaust my enforcers, and to isolate my daughter. "A setup," I growled, a dark, tempestuous rage flaring in my chest, completely burning away the remaining fog of the medicine. Dominic Silvercrest. The old fox had finally done it. He had used the illusion of a human terrorist to get us all into one room, to neutralize me with the gas, and to trap Juniper. "Alpha, you need to see this," another voice called out. The head medical officer entered, his expression completely hollowed out by a profound, clinical dread. He didn't look at my broken restraints. Instead, he turned on the wall-mounted tactical monitor.

I rolled over and over in my bed and tried to fall asleep but nothing happened. I sat down and picked up my camera. I found myself staring at her picture again and a smile escaped on my lips. "Okay I've decided I'll find you tomorrow," I whispered to myself and smiled. ------------------------------------------ “Lucas! Are you awake?” shouted Uncle Isko while knocking on my door. I ruffled my hair before opening my eyes, I reached out for my phone and saw its 7 pm already. I got up immediately and opened the door for Uncle Isko.

It was just immaculate. I glared at William and there he was, with a smug look on his face staring at me through the mirror in his office. This was my first time being in his office. I can't even remember how I got in here, nevertheless, here I am. His office was the only occupied room to this end of this house. 'I no longer call this big ass place a cabin.' My favourite part about it was his hot tub that I'm dying to get my fine ass in.

"Well, as we all know. Denver here is the first grandson of this family so, I'm handing over to him next year on our 50th anniversary." Ace rolled his eyes at the chairman with sparks of rage but he didn't talk. He already had enough to say, he just wanted the chairman to finish, first. "And if I'm unable to make it till next year, I'll assure that I change my will as soon as possible. But before that... I want hear the sincere truth from the three of you. Four days ago, the lady I assigned Jade to date mysterious got kidnapped." The three of them, raised their eyes at him with an unexpected emotion.

Varek catches my eye, and all emotions vanish from his face. He barks at Mira, “Go.” Mira scurries out the door. The latch clicks behind her. I can cut the tension with a rusted blade, but I force myself to relax. He focuses on me, his irritation and will to dominate filling the chamber like a storm cloud. Our eyes meet in the mirror. I cock my eyebrow in a challenge. “Hurry up and finish your hair.” I tilt my head and barely hold back a smile. A prick of guilt hits me as the intricate half-done braids start to unravel from the small movement. It's worth it just to see his eyes following it.

Elodie heard the unmistakable sound of a woman’s voice. “What? How are you here?” She heard him ask. He sounded excited to see her, more excited than she had ever seen him. “I don’t know, I got back into the country and I thought I should see you. We have a lot to talk about” The voice said. What the fuck is going on? Elodie thought to herself, approaching slowly. He was yet to notice her presence. “You… I have missed you so terribly” Henry sighed. Elodie’s eyes widened at his heartfelt admission and before she could make her presence known, she watched Henry draw the woman into the house, wrap his arms around her and kissed her square on the lips

He muttered, “They could not even give a cash deposit of a hundred thousand dollars!” Just then, someone knocked on the door. It was the Service Attendant. She said, “Sir, we have the documents Mr. Crisanto asked for, and… there are some very powerful and rich-looking people who followed us on their private yacht. They said they are looking for Mr. and Mrs. Wright.” “You want my deposit?” Kenneth said, his voice like ice. “Then count it down to the last dollar, Mr. Weissmann.”

Before I could dwell on it any further, I heard the distinct tone of a dialing phone and a little voice saying, "Hello, Mr. Police. There's a strange man holding my unconscious mom outside our house. Can you—" My eyes widened at his words. I hurriedly called out, "Wait, wait! I'm not a strange man. Please don't call the police. I work with your mother. I'm Rafael Achilles Cordova. Maybe she's told you about how she recently started working on a project for my company." There was a pause before I heard a familiar click as he hung up the phone. Then, his head popped up in the lower window again with a hardened expression as he looked at me up and down.