'This is perfect!' said Lady Mabelle as the rain poured hard on the Evil Group. She turned towards her first minion. 'Brandon, the girl'.
Brandon handed Lady Mabelle a small baby girl wrapped in a blue blanket.
'She's kind of cute, isn't she?' said Todd, the last member of the evil trio. Brandon and Lady Mabelle glared at him.
Lady Mabelle took the baby from Brandon. 'Pest!' she hissed near the baby's small white ear. 'You were born from water to stop us. Now, you'll die in water. Our glorious future is sealed! Nothing can stand against us now!' Lady Mabelle laughed wildly as she dropped the poor crying baby from the height of the cliff. Lady Mabelle watched with gruesome please as the baby splashed into the dark stormy sea.
'Let's go!' she told the others. 'We don't have to worry about her or the others again.'
'But what if the baby swims out?' asked Todd.
'You brainless fool!' snapped Brandon. 'She's just a baby! Babies can't swim!'
They hung their black hoods over their heads and began to walk away, into the dark night.
Brandon was right. The baby can't swim. She could do much, much more.