Category Archives: Family Secret
Every family has its secrets. This is one they definitely need to keep from their son.
Genre: fantasy, superpower
One of the hardest part about being a supervillain was balance. Be too good, and the public would complain they were only pretending to be villains. Be too evil, and their already shaky support from the government would be revoked. (Not that they relied on their supervillain funding to function. Everyone knew it was a mistake that would be removed eventually.)
The details didn’t matter. Their target, how they acquired their equipment, what they planned to do, the government wouldn’t interfere. It was just part of their role as the supervillains, just as it was the superheroes’ role to stop them.
But cause one casualty, and both the supervillains and superheroes could get in a world of trouble.
That was why when a suicidal idiot ran headfirst into their attack, she stopped her plan at once to begin first aid. The superhero who fought against her just seconds ago now worked alongside her on the same team, keeping the crowd calm and calling for professional help.
Behind her mask, she sighed.
Why did being a supervillain also mean being a hero too?
Genre: family, irony
Start from Secret Inheritance.
Irony /ˈʌɪrəni/ n. a state of affairs or an event that seems deliberately contrary to what one expects and is often wryly amusing as a result.
In other words, having a pure, righteous son when she and her husband… had more flexible morals.
For added irony, the boy who was interested in their supervillain trade was from a family of outstanding police force members.
Funny how the world worked.
Ideally, they would keep everything within the family. Much easier to hide a secret meeting over family dinner than arranging a highly suspicious meetup with their son’s friend. Unfortunately, their son’s moral code was strong, and the circle of friends he tended to hang out with would only reinforce that.
Sometimes, she caught herself watching her son and wondering how his skills would fit in their team. How could anyone refuse that innocent face? His quick thinking would surely be an asset when things didn’t go as planned. He was good at making friends. He would be great for infiltration missions.
Sigh. What a waste.
Start from Secret Inheritance.
“I confess. When I decided to find out who the villain with the lame hat was, I wasn’t expecting you,” their son said.
“Did you steal this?” Their son picked up a memory gun, which they made using the money from the jewel they stole.
“What about this?” He pointed at the jet pack on the shelf, which they had assembled themselves with minimal stolen parts after reverse engineering something else.
They shared a look. “No.”
“I saw that. I can’t believe it. My own parents are thieves in fancy costumes.” Their son turned and stomped out of their lair.
Her husband grabbed him before he could leave. She snatched the memory gun and aimed.
Genre: humour, family
Features the supervillains from Family Secret. Start from Secret Inheritance.
“The target is a phone so new it doesn’t even have a name yet. No one knows what Mr. Top Hat wants it for, but the police are on high alert,” the news anchor said.
A beep cut through the bustle, followed by an explosion of purple clouds and sparkles. In the chaos, a figure slipped in.
Unlike what the public thought, their target wasn’t an unfinished plan. It was much simpler than that. One phone. A normal phone, just one of many, to give to their son as a birthday gift.
By the time Mr Top Hat was ‘defeated and forced to flee’, she was already home, brand new phone in hand.
Their too-righteous son wouldn’t be happy if he knew where his new phone came from. That was a simple problem to solve. They would just make sure he never found out.
Start from Secret Inheritance.
They both played the same supervillain, so it was only logical that they would receive only one invitation to the annual Super Party.
“You can go, the husband said.
“You like to meet new people, right? Go for it,” the wife said.
“Didn’t you want to practice your new topic trick? This event? Perfect for you.”
“I can practice another day. You can have the honours.”
They continued to juggle the invitation between each other over the next few weeks. Finally, they couldn’t push it off any longer. They turned to the one decision making process that had never failed them.
“Scissors, paper, rock!”
The wife looked down at the hand that had betrayed her.
Her husband smiled. “Have fun at the party.”
~The Plans of a Supervillain~
As an individual, wife, and mother, her plans were simple and straightforward. As a thief, they were contingency plans for every step of any plan she made. As a supervillain, her plans had plans and not all plans had the same end goal but all of them happened at the same time.
What could she do? Simple and straightforward was what superheroes did. Think the same, and they would catch on to her plans and thwart them, which could be disastrous, because among her supervillain plans was always a few meant to keep her husband safe while he went after their real target.
So it was fine if everyone else thought they were just a supervillain with the lame hat who always failed. Their best plans were the ones that no one even knew existed. They were also the most tedious to plan and carry out, and the most exhilarating.
She checked her disguise, braced herself, and stepped out into view. With her appearance, the show started, and for the sake of the many other plans that appearance set into motion, she was going to make the show spellbinding.
To think, despite all their caution, they had been caught by their son’s classmate.
“That’s…” The boy stared at the delicate crystal sword, which just hours before had been on display at a travelling exhibition. His gaze shifted to her husband, who should be at work at this hour instead of at home dressed head to toe in black, then to her, who was still wearing the extravagant costume of the supervillain both of them played together. “You…”
She shifted to disguise the hand that reached for her hidden weapon. It was unfortunate, but if this boy threatened their job, he had to go.
The boy wiped the shock from his face and deliberately relaxed. She tightened her fingers around the gun.
“Does your son know about this?”
“Do you have a successor?”
“Why do you ask?”
“Please consider me.”
She whipped out her gun and shot him. The pulse knocked the boy unconscious. Her husband caught him and set him down on the floor.
“What do you think?” he asked.
“Our son is pretty much part of the light side at this point.”
Her husband nodded. “If we tell him now he’s more likely to turn us in than join us.”
They looked at the boy, then at each other.
“We’ll give him a try.”
My response to July’s prompt ‘secret’.
Genre: superhero/villain, superpowers, family
Another day, another successful heist. No one died, and they got their hands one quite the treasure. Once the attention died down, the stolen jewel collection would fetch them a fortune in the black market. Good enough to pay their staff and cover their bills for awhile.
While she had stolen the jewels, her husband pulled attention away from her area by causing a scene three blocks away wearing their shared supervillain persona. Though no one had been hurt, the building didn’t fare as well, and the giant crack along one wall was now the topic of discussion on the news.
“Can I have the car tomorrow?” their son asked.
“I’m going there with my friend tomorrow.” He pointed at the TV screen. “See if we can find any clues that’ll lead us to the villain with the lame hat.”
“Sure. Go ahead.”
They would just have to wait a little longer before they let their son know that the ‘villain with the lame hat’ was part of his inheritance from them.