-At a large bunker underground in Missouri- 2 days later-

A group of criminals were playing a version of poker. The 6 men gathered around a round table while the two women were busy doing something else. Two of the men are stereotypical Mexicans: Jose, and Marco. The third man is mixed Costa Rican/Causcian, called Guillermo; everybody calls him Guro for short. The last two men are Causcian: Derek, and Bobby. The very last man is French-Canadian: Emile.

"Give me two rounds of quarters, Jose. I am in all for it.". Bobby replied. Jose rolled two rolls of quarters in the pile for Bobby. Marco sighed, "Fold.". Guro snorted, "Raise me up a few bucks.". A few dollars dropped into the pile. Derek shook his head, "Still in.". Emile frowned, "I'll fold in as well.".

One of the women came in, dragging in a collared child, a seven-year old boy carrying in a tray of heavy drinks. The woman, a heavily built Mexican: Cythnia was snapping at the kid, "If you drop the tray, I won't give you your meal for the day, understand, brat?!". The boy nodded silently as he focused on the tray.

The other woman came in, having a bag of chips, dropped it into the pile which the men looked up in surprise. The woman, Caucasian, called Georgia, replied out loud, "If one of you win the pile, I will have a treat tonight for that lucky man.".

The men looked at all each other, and grabbing their cards, wanting to win so badly. The boy successfully brought the tray to the table, placing the drinks among each man. Cythnia looked a bit pissed as the boy was calm. Georgia saw her look, and smirked, and proceeded to trip the boy, who was having the last drink brought, but suddenly crashed into Jose, who was dripping wet.

Jose looked angry and pissed as he glared at the boy. He snarled, "That was my best shirt. Now, you will be punished for that!". He started to attempt to slap the boy when the dogs under them grew quiet, and the group stood silent as they were shocked at the sudden loss of noise.

"What the hell is going on?". Jose snapped, still pissed off. Guro commented, "Grab the masks. I'll check on the brats while you check what's up with those mutts.". the group did as Guro said, and grabbed the boy as well, since they didn't want to leave the boy to himself. They headed downstairs to the twin rooms by each other. Guro went into the children's room with the boy, while the others went into the dogs' room.

The cages containing the dogs are all open as the group came in, and suddenly the door closed behind them, and they turned around to see Megamind standing with a dog near him. He only said one word, "Frankie.". Frankie the dog barked in dog language, calling for attack, and the freed dogs snarled, leaped at the group, tearing the masks, and clothes off, the skins of the group coming up with cuts and rips. The group screamed for their mommies, or in swear words as they felt so much pain and fear.

Megamind hummed, "That'll do, Frankie. I wonder what Metrostripe is doing to the lone man.". Frankie shrugged his shoulders and barked for fallback, earning the freed dogs to back off the group, and head on to absolute freedom as Megamind opened the door.