Jack-Jack regained consciousness first. When Dash hit him, he had absorbed a little of Dash's speed, enough to accelerate his recovery. He tried to sit up, but found that he had been bound to something yards and yards of twine. It was dark, and he could here a buzzsaw going. There were also voices arguing.
"I don't see why we can't have him push Violet or Jack-Jack into the saw first!" said Syndrome.
"Family affection might make him resist my control," said Big Sister. "If we start with someone he hardly knows, like Charles here, then I can work him up to killing them."
Jack-Jack morphed himself into twine and slid out from under the bonds to the side of the log away from the three villains standing near the saw: Syndrome, Dubcutondy, and Big Sister. Dash was with them, still mind-controlled.
Now he could see that Violet and Charles were similarly bound to two other logs. He wanted to cut them free, but what could he use? The only sharp thing around was the saw and it looked too dangerous to touch. He had to try it. He began to crawl forward, using the string-morph for camouflage.
"The baby's gotten loose!" Dubcutondy shouted, pointing at the third log.
"Careful! He can morph into anything," said Syndrome, peering around.
"Aha!" said Dr. Orwell, whipping a sword blade out of her cane. "That pile of string wasn't there before. It's Jack-Jack. I'll cut him to bits!"
She brought her fencing sword down on the string, but one touch was enough for Jack-Jack. Instantly he morphed into a metal baby with a sword for one arm.
"Ongard!" yelled Jack-Jack. He began to attack Big Sister. The click of the swords cause Violet to moan and wake up. But she was still bound to the log and couldn't see where to cast a force field.
"Get out of the way and I'll blast him," said Count Buddy to Orwell.
"If I back off, I'll give him the advantage and he could stab me," said Big Sister.
She continued to fence with Jack-Jack. He was too good -- he must have absorbed fencing skills from her. Big Sister decided to call in her reserves.
"Dash, You Love Big Sister!" said Orwell in a voice of command. "Attack this metal creature!"
Dash blitzed toward Jack-Jack, but this time the baby was prepared. He braced his metallic form and bounced off Dash's first attack. Dash dropped to the floor, shaking his head.
Now Jack-Jack was fast, too. Between sword strokes at Big Sister, he had enough speed to whip around and cut the strings that bound Violet to the log.
As Dash was racing back for another hit, Foreman Dubcutondy grabbed a board and rushed at Jack-Jack from the other direction. Syndrome hovered up on rocket boots to get a good shot at Jack-Jack.
SHIMMER! Violet cast a force-field around Jack-Jack.
WHAM! Dash and Dubcutondy crashed into the field. Dubcutondy fell over, stunned.
BLAM! Syndrome fired at the shielded Jack-Jack, and the shot deflected from the force field and knocked the end of Charles' log into the saw.
BZZZ! The buzzsaw began to cut into the log, snipping the soles of Charles' shoes.
"Dash, You Must Do as Big Sister Says," commanded Orwell. She was about to give another order when a slash from Jack-Jack's sword distracted her.
Violet thought fast. "Dash, I'm your big sister! She said you have to do what I say! Punch her!"
Dash rushed at Orwell, clobbering her with repeated punches that knocked the wind out of her and prevented any further commands. Big Sister began to back away from him, shielding her face with her hands.
Violet force-shielded around Charles on the log, preventing the saw from getting any further bite. She tried to pull the log away, but it was too heavy for her.
Syndrome knew Violet was concentrating on saving Charles rather than protecting herself, so he took aim at her with one gauntlet. No zero-point energy this time; he intended to kill...
BZZAW! Jack-Jack had managed to absorb power from the saw by touching it with the tip of his sword. Now he had morphed into a flat saw blade and used the spinning energy to launch himself at Syndrome like a lethal Frisbee.
SMASH! Syndrome was knocked through the side of the building by the force of Jack-Jack's attack. Only his tough costume prevented a fatal cut through his chest.
Big Sister, backing away from Dash, tripped on Charles' log and knocked it free of the saw. Unfortunately, she fell the other way, right into the buzzing blade. BZZAAAAGH! Nothing was left of her.
Violet ran to Dash. "Dash, are you all right now?"
Dash nodded. "It felt like I was in a dream. Now I'm back. Maybe when Dr. Orwell died it freed me."
"I'm not so sure she did die," said Violet. "She's created the mental illusion of her death in order to escape once before. Look at the saw blade."
"There's no blood!" said Dash in surprise.
The Incredibles rushed outside to pursue Syndrome, but he was gone. Jack-Jack's move and the apparent death of his mentalist ally had taken the fight out of him for now.
Jack-Jack used his saw-blade-morph and carefully cut Charles loose; then he reverted to baby form.
"Jack-Jack, you were great! You saved us," Violet said.
"Glomph Glomph!" said Jack-Jack triumphantly.
Sir emerged from the office building and walked up to them, "I'm not happy! Not happy at all. Ask me why I'm not happy."
"Why are you not happy?" Violet said. "We saved your partner."
"Supers in my sawmill! I won't work with supers... I had a very bad experience with one once..." Sir suddenly looked frightened. He turned and ran.
"I guess his memories of the fight with Dad came back, just like Mr. Poe was afraid they would," said Dash.
"We'd better call Mr. Poe," said Violet. "I don't think we can work here anymore. Maybe he'll find us something much better this time."
"Goodlcck," said Jack-Jack, which meant, "Or maybe worse."
I'm afraid the latter (which here means Jack-Jack) was closer to being correct.