The Incredibles Powers Novels & Stories

"How can we help?" A little boy with the expression of a leader whispered quietly. The hunters weren't really paying attention to them anymore, too focused on the upcoming massacre of their immortal enemies. "What are your powers?" Faith whispered back urgently. One little girl – Princess Annabeth, had the voice of a siren, able to put people to sleep as she sang. They would only be out for a couple of minutes though. Prince Nebuchadnezzar had Pyrokinesis, able to set himself and consequentially others aflame. The three other children had super strength, Electrokinesis and freeze vision. With the help of the children, Faith hoped they would be able to halt the hunters plan just long enough f

“I…” I hesitated, unsure of what to say. My inner monologue had been so cruel that I wasn’t used to hearing someone actually be… excited about my powers. “I don’t know about being a superhero, but maybe I’ll be able to light a candle without a match.”

"But I almost feel like he is putting you off by saying this. Are you sure there was nothing wrong with him when you met?" "Actually, I feel the same as you. I didn't notice anything wrong with him, but did you know he has a superpower?" "I know that. He is rich." "I'm not talking about that. He's not like Batman. He really has superpowers, the kind that can read people's minds." "Oh? Mind reading? Then he can only be regarded as half a superpower." Jennifer was right. Most of the abilities of people who could be called superpowers were very astonishing. When you saw them display their abilities, you would feel like you were watching a Hollywood blockbuster.

It was during these moments of physical exertion that our love felt most palpable, a shared determination to protect each other and the world. But our training wasn't limited to combat. We also practiced harnessing our unique abilities. Max, with his extraordinary strength, lifted heavy objects effortlessly, while I focused on mastering my telekinetic powers which I didn't know I had until the last meeting when it was mentioned and it had the whole room in uproar and since no one knows the extent to this power, they forbade me from using it, that's why max and I train in secret when he wants to help me master my powers, moving objects with the power of my mind.

Because he wouldn't be talking to insects if he wasn't crazy. “ Come on, you are not the only one with Powers you know,” He said with a wide grin, the exact one that makes his grey eyes twinkle making him look more handsome to me. “ I don't understand,” I said watching him control the bugs far away from us. “ You get your healing powers from Natalí's tears, I have a lot of Nati's abilities, and talking to hornets is just one of them” I opened my mouth wide in shock at his words. He could control insects this whole time and he was just telling me?

“To where?” “To one of my mates’ homes,” I said. “Or to Jane’s. They have powers. Real power. They can fight back properly if something happens. And Papa… I have powers too.” He raised an eyebrow at that. “I read the book,” he said slowly. “And you, my son, are not just powerful. You are rare.” Dada looked at him like he was about to reveal classified information. Papa continued anyway. “You are a very powerful human. And you are right. Going back to that world may keep balance in ours.”

“Well, you’re the one who keeps pushing me so hard,” I teased, swinging my legs. As Edwin began to cook, stirring a pot on the stove, a thought occurred to me. “Hey, if I was the Silver Star... what sort of abilities might I have?” Edwin paused in his chopping, considering. The knife tapped thoughtfully against the cutting board. “Well, legends speak of various powers. The ability to control or read minds is one. Healing others is another.”

I arched my brows at his questions, I could answer the first one perfectly, but I didn’t understand the other, and as if he knew my inner battle he explained better. “I meant, tell us the situation where those powers come up. Were you scared, happy, or excited?” I nodded. “The powers I’ve seen from my nineteenth birthday have been super speed and healing.” I bit my lips, I intentionally left the compelling one. Furthermore, I don’t want any of them to see me as a threat or a monster. “Just those two,” He asked, and I nodded. “Are you sure, Luna Andrea?” He probes further, and I give him the same answer.

She asked, her curiosity piqued. I took a moment to compose myself before continuing. "It's hard to explain, but I can do extraordinary things. I can fly, and move objects with my eyes, and I have incredible strength. I can even break through walls with my bare hands." Her jaw dropped in astonishment. I extended my hand toward a nearby wall, focusing my energy on it. With a surge of power, the wall cracked, leaving visible marks of my strength. She gasped, speechless at the display of my powers.

"Sure, Chrystal. What's on your mind?" "If you were a superhero, what would be your superpower?" she asked, her eyes sparkling with excitement. I chuckled, taking a moment to consider her question. "You know, Chrystal, I think my superpower would be the ability to heal hearts. To mend broken spirits and bring a sense of hope and love to those who have faced hardships." Chrystal's smile widened, and her enthusiasm was palpable. "That's an amazing choice, can you imagine the impact you would have on people's lives? Healing hearts and spreading love, it's a superpower that the world truly needs," she said, her voice filled with admiration.