Mr. Incredible takes another look to his side. His Elastigirl is as smashing as she had always been in her red-and-white costume. She brushes her auburn hair out of her face and smiles at him. Behind them is none other than the Super Bank Deposit, and humble single-story building planted years ago in the forest on the city's outskirts.
The two of them then look down at the figure between them; Buddy Pine. His eyes are still glazed over and glowing green, but he stands completely straight. His hands have been secured behind his back with some toy handcuffs that Mr. Incredible had picked up at the general store.
Mr. Incredible has already determined the identity of the one who had hypnotized Buddy: Mezmo. The young man had only joined the roster of super heroes a few months back, and was not even legible to have his name registered and his money deposited in the Super Bank Deposit. No doubt he had responded to the repression of superheroes by starting a life of crime.
Even so, Mr. Incredible is stunned by Mezmo's stupidity. How could he believe the heist could be that easy? Did he really not think there would be security? He and his darling Elastigirl were certainly enough to stop him. How could…
It was that moment that Mr. Incredible hears a low whizzing sound. He turns his head a millimeter to the side, and the 9mm bullet goes right past his ear and embeds itself into the wall of the Super Bank Deposit.
Mr. Incredible, Elastigirl, and the hypnotized Buddy look straight ahead. There is a group of ten or so civilians, men and women, with a couple handguns between them. The rest are armed with crowbars and knives. All of their eyes are green like Buddy's.
The two superheroes feel their blood boil. Stooping to the exploitation of civilians, is Mezmo? WIthout a word, the two gunman in the crowd fire off their weapons.
Elastigirl jumps in front of Mr. Incredible and Buddy, expanding her body into a flat, thin circle in front of them. The bullets bounce over her kevlar-laced costume, and it isn't long before Mr. Incredible hears the clicks from the attackers' emptied guns.
Elastigirl spins around as her body returns to it's normal proportions. Her arm shoots forward, a white flash in the night. The arm extends several meters to reach the mob and swings left, knocking them all off their feet.
"HALT!" A shrill scream fills the air. The superheroes turn their head left to see Mezmo in full costume; a purple suit with a green hood and tights. His mustachioed face scowls in contrast to Mr. Incredible's smirking one.
"You know," Mr. Incredible says as he wife smiles with him, "On a scale of stupidity between one and ten, I think we all know which extreme you're on. The odds that hypnotized civilians alone could…"
"You say I'm a ten!?" Mezmo lets out an abrupt chuckle as he shakes his head. "You're an eleven! Check that little runt with you!" Mr. Incredible looks down at his charge, and his blood turns cold as Elastigirl gasps.
Buddy has lifted his shirt, displaying a metal apparatus wrapped around his pale body. Three lights are blinking on the chest piece. Mezmo pulls out a remote from his tights and twirls it in between his fingers.
"You don't do as I say, and that boy gets blown to kingdom come!"
