Well, here I am with my second long and official story. (sigh) Feels like just yesterday I finished Imprisoned. Ah, nostalgia. This story will have tons of Skoliver, so be prepared to be smothered in fluff. (Well, not completely. It's not like Just a Little Skoliver, where the whole plot depends on Skoliver.) Action, adventure, and romance, I hope you like the story! Responding to a review of Just a Little Skoliver:

barbara-loveskoliver000: I'm glad you loved this, it was fun to write! Sadly, the story was a one-shot, so there will not be more. If you have ideas for a sequel story, PM me, or post in the reviews. This goes for anyone who wants me to make a sequel. Though, I can assure you this will be a long story, with plenty of Skoliver to suite your demands. Thanks for reviewing!

I don't own Mighty Med. Hope you like the story! (I couldn't think of a song.) (PS. My sister helped me make the awesome image.)

Nobody's POV:

Oliver and Kaz sat at stools in the Main Office, staring off into space. Ever since the Annihilator's attack on Mighty Med, nothing much had happened. Sure, the occasional superhero came into Mighty Med injured, but the villains who injured them were minor villains, and most injuries came from stopping asteroids or forest fires. Not much from actual villains.

At that moment, Horace ran in and said, "Boys, we need to have a meeting with the Mighty Med staff."

"Why?" asked Oliver.

"We're concerned about the low villain rate." said Horace, "We're also worried about business. For the past week, barely anyone has checked into Mighty Med. If business doesn't increase, we will have to make some serious cutbacks." Serious cutbacks. That obviously meant someone would be fired, or in Oliver and Kaz's cases, cubed. Oliver gulped, imaging being pressed into a solid polyhedron, of six equal sides. Or, as normal people say, a cube.

"But shouldn't a low villain rate be good?" asked Kaz.

"No!" cried Horace, "That's what everyone thinks, but imagine reading a comic book with no living antagonist! Sure, the occasional stopping of a meteor shower is exciting, but could you imagine no villains?!"

Kaz had never thought about it that way. "But villains don't just disappear! They have to be somewhere!"

"You can bring that up at the meeting." said Horace, "Now, tell no one of this meeting. Mighty Med meetings are always serious and confidential."

"Why?" asked Oliver.

"Because," said Horace, "We meet up very rarely, only during emergencies. We meet with guards of Mighty Max, The Guards of Mighty Med, the League of Heroes, the Mighty Med board, and even some representatives of the Super Secret Heroes in Hiding." Wow, if the SSHH was coming, this had to be important. They rarely left their secret building.

"We would be honored to be included." said Oliver.

"Will there be shrimp?" asked Kaz. Geez, that guy needed to forget about shrimp. Not every party has it!

"When's the meeting?" asked Oliver.

"Right now." said Horace.

"That's kind of short notice." said Kaz.

"It's not like we have anything else going on." said Horace. "Plus, we always tell about our meetings right before they happen. We don't want any temptations to intersect the time of the meeting."

"I guess that makes sense." said Oliver.

"Good." said Horace. "Now, I'm going to go into room 2B. 2B is a large supply closet, so no one should be going in there unless they were invited. Wait ten minutes, and then go in together, after me. I would separate you two, but that would look suspicious. You two are never very far apart. Knock ten times, with ten seconds between each knock. Oh! And if anyone comes to the door before you, wait another ten minutes. If anyone comes in at the same time as you, incorporate the word "Heal" into your conversation. If they respond in their next sentence with the word "Help," then you're safe. If they don't, wait until they leave, look around ten times, and then go in." It mildly disturbed and excited Oliver how much planning went into this. It was clever how they used the number ten over and over in the plan. If anyone didn't know the number, it would be easy to identify a spy.

Horace ran off, leaving Oliver and Kaz to wonder what they would discover.

Oliver and Kaz did as Horace said, and luckily didn't have any minor hiccups. They entered the storage closet, and was surprised to find a janitor. That wasn't part of the plan!

"We've been really busy healing heroes, and need a towel to clean up the surgery room." said Oliver, using the code word. He did notice, however, that the janitor was surprisingly able-bodied, and looked more like a guard then a janitor…

"I would be happy to help you find a towel in this mess." said the possible janitor. And then it all came together. This is a guard disguised as a janitor, since it's a supply closet! How clever. They never miss a beat, do they?

"Thank you." said Oliver, as he grabbed a towel to keep his cover. He nodded, curtly at the janitor-guard, as he grabbed another plunger. What is it with them and plungers?! thought Oliver, as a secret door popped open.

Inside, was a circle of chairs surrounding a strange logo. Something about it was familiar. Oliver suddenly realized that each part of the strange logo was a part of the logos of each group there! That's why there was a large M, surrounded by question marks, behind bars. Oliver had to admit, it looked pretty cool.

Sitting in the chairs were some higher Mighty Med staff, doctor Bridges and Horace, some people from the League of Heroes, many guards (of Mighty Med or Max) and two people who weren't familiar. "Oh," said Horace, "This is Energizer," he said while gesturing towards a man with a golden superhero uniform, "And this is Tazer." he said while gesturing towards a woman in a light blue uniform. "They are the representatives of the SSHH."

"Wow!" cried Oliver, "It's an honor to meet you! I've never met anyone from SSHH!"

"And you never will, outside of these doors." said Energizer.

"Of course." said Oliver, respectfully.

Horace stood up. "Now, all of you know that crime has gone down significantly. This is good for the world, but bad for Mighty Med. Without crime, we won't have interesting comic books. And if we don't have interesting comic books, Normos won't buy. And if Normos don't buy, we'll go bankrupt."

"So," said Oliver, "You look down on Normos, but evidently they are a key component of your economy?!"

"Exactly." said Horace, as if that wasn't stupid at all. "Does anyone have any clues to what might be going on with the villains?"

"Maybe they know Mighty Med runs on comic books, so they stopped fighting, and will attack us when we're low on resources." said a voice. Suddenly, the holder of the voice walked forward.

"Boji?!" cried Oliver, "What are you doing here?"

"Well," said Boji, "I am Mighty Med staff, aren't I?"

"That's an excellent point, Boji." said Horace, "But I don't think that's the direction a villain would head in. Villains are very confusing people. They are bent on destruction and revenge, no matter what the cost to himself or others. They probably wouldn't wait to attack."

One of the guys from the League of Heroes stood up, as Horace was sitting down. "We at the League of Heroes have sent out our strongest guards, disguised as Normos, to track down the villains."

"What if they don't find anything?" said Doctor Bridges, always negative.

"Well," said the man, "What if they do?"

"Whoa, whoa, wait." said Boji, "You sent out all your strongest guards! We have no idea what we're up against! If they don't come back, all you have is your lesser guards!"

"We…didn't think of that." said the man from the League.

"Ugh, men." muttered Boji, "They really need some women around. Then they would get the job done!"

"I heard that." the man said.

"That was the point." said Boji.

He rolled his eyes and sat back down.

"We need an attack plan." said a Mighty Max guard.

"That's against the way of heroes!" cried Horace, "A hero never starts the fight, just finishes it!"

"If we do an attack plan," said Tazer, "I need to keep the SSHH out of it. We need to stay undercover, not get caught up in a comic book."

"I think the best thing to do," said Oliver, "Is keep half of the fittest superheroes on guard, and the other half can save the day. Make that a quarter if business keeps going down. Then, we'll be ready."

"That's a good idea." said Horace, "I think for now, that should be our temporary solution."

The others in the room nodded their agreement. Doctor Bridges probably only nodded because it wasn't Horace's idea. "Good." said Oliver, "Now, is there a special exit plan?"

"The SSHH representatives take the emergency exit, and the rest of us leave, one at a time, ten minutes between each other. And make sure you tell no one about this meeting. Boji, not Fang. And Oliver, you can't tell Skylar."

The thought of keeping a secret from Skylar sickened Oliver, but he nodded. It was Horace's rule, not his. "Good." said Horace, "Now, be prepared to leave. Go home and grab your essentials, hide them here, and be ready to make an excuse to your parents. We may need to go into lockdown, depending on the events of the next few days. Leave your cell phones in a no-reception area, so the villains can't track where you are."

"Anything else?" asked Oliver.

"Yes." said Horace, "Make sure the doors to the emergency exits don't squeak. If we need to get out fast, the tiniest sound could alert our attacker."

Oliver and Kaz nodded, before taking off quickly, without looking back.

There you have it, folks! Chapter one of Mighty Attack. I swear, it will get more interesting. This chapter was just a little intro to what you can expect coming soon. Not much happened, but I don't want all the action to be packed into chapter one. Do you think Oliver will spill the secret? Let me know in the reviews! BYE!