Growing up as the kid of a supervillain was like living in a nonstop action movie. Explosions, chases, and epic showdowns were just part of Tuesday. But this? This was a whole new level of crazy.

You were duct-taped to a chair in what looked like a cheap movie set interrogation room. Last thing you remember was getting clocked by one of those so-called heroes and waking up here. Real heroic, knocking out a kid. Talk about a shining example!

There were five of them standing around while they talked to each other. Usually, their whole gang showed up, but two were missing.

Jurisha, the one who always seemed to have a conscience, looked like she was about to protest. But Harmony, the bossy one, cut her off. “This is totally the right move, Juri!”

Harold, the brains (or so he thinks), piped up. “If we can’t beat the bad guy, maybe we can trick them into showing up.”

Asher, the risk taker, just grinned. “And get some info while we’re at it! Genius, Harold!” He went to high-five Harold, but Harold just glared at him.

Dania, the quiet one, broke the silence. “I wonder where the other two are..”