Barrymore was definitely a persuasive kind of man, almost like a politician. Yet again, millionaires and billionaires alike can become politicians in a heartbeat, as long as they have the right amount of money to make it happen for them.
nonetheless, Lori was not very convinced by Barrymore's words of milk abnd honey, and shrugged it off, "Come on, you're just trying to get under my skin and damage my morale." She scoffed and brushed off. "I know you're just trying to."
"Well... partially guilty." said Barrymore, looking haughty again. "But i most certainly am telling the truth about how the superheroes' light under the heavens will not last long. One day soon, there will come a day when superheroes will just be frowned upon, like the Salem Witch Trials."
"Joke's on you." Lori sneered "i'm signing autographs to my loving fans everywhere I go. And, another thing; there weren't any witches burnt in the trials anyway, so ha ha ha ha!" She laughed tauntingly.
Looking annoyed, Christopher kept his composure andreplied. "Be that as it may." He flatly admitted, "and enjoy it while you can, because there will come a day where i will get out of prison and continue to make the world a better place without any mutants or superheroes ruining the chance."
"Are you sure you wanna make the world a better place?" Lori raised one eyebrow, "or do you just want to help fix yhe world in your view"
"My view on helping the world is the right kind of view. As I mentioned, no more wars, no more conflicts or-"
"Yeah I literally heard you the first time." The teenage girl rolled her eyes. "But i think we're done here."
"I suppose we are." Barrymore sighed
"And good luck getting out of here. All your money, priveleges and credibility are now down the poop-filled toilet."
Letting out a humble chuckle, Barrymore said: "i'm afraid that what i have been through is only a minor setback. I will be restored one day. So i bid you adieu." Then he hung up and was escorted back to the inmate part of the prison with a guard escorting him in handcuffs.
"Oh yeah? well you're a sick freak, you sicko!" Lori called out to him from the glass before growling. "That hoity-toity... Laser Boy, Void?"
"Yeah?" Lincoln came up to her along with the dark-themed hero.
"We're done here." Lori flatly said. "The nerve of that guy. He was literally talking down on me."
"Aye. Another reason why i hate many rich people. Talking down on ye like you are poor peasants from the Middle Ages. Pah!"
"Well don't let him get to your head." Lincoln said. "So why did he send those thugs after us in the first place?"
Lori sighed before replying: "i'll tell you in the car. Let's get out of here." As they exited, they went into Vanzilla. "So get this:" Lori cleared her throat. "Barrymore wanted us out of the way so he can try to create a perfect world in his view."
"What?" Said both boys.
"Yeah! Be said that we were getting in the way of his plans." Lori pouted. "He thinks we superheroes are not a part of society and this stupid talk about how no one will love us anymore one day because we are different from everyone else."
"That's crazy talk!" Lincoln protested. "Everyone loves us! Look at how much help we've been to them and the whole town."
"Right?" Said Lori. "I highly doubt that anyone would literally hate us for the services we do for them. The mayor loves us and knows how much of a big help we are to everyone in the town."
"Well that man is crazy." Said Void while looking at the ceiling of the van with his arms crossed. "Many rich people like him are a little weird. Take a look at Michael Jackson before he died. Ha! Don't get me started on the plastic surgery he had on his face."
"It made him look ridiculous." Said Lincoln
"Yeah Barrymore was just getting under our skin to make us feel defenseless." Lori smirked. "And he said that he will get out of prison one day."
"Yeah right." Said Lincoln. "The mayor knows how evil he is. He lost everything. His money, power, influence, everything. It's a lucky break for us."
"One less kind of supervillain to worry about, right?" Said Void. "What's better is that Snow Flaker and Solar Flare are back in prison again."
"Right!" Lori pointed. "Though i don't understand why Barrymore hired those two to take us all down."
"Yeah, they have superpowers too, and... wait," Lincoln realized something. "I think that Barrymore is... 'the end justify the means' kind of guy."
Lori realized her little brother is right, "yeah, a villain that will do anything, and i mean anything to get whatever he wants, especially using followers and friends as a means to an end. But... Mayor Davis said that she will keep him locked tighter than a bunch of bank safes. So like you said, Void, it's one less villain to worry about. So wanna get s snow cone?"
"Ooh! Sounds good." Said Lincoln, sounding excited.
"I'll take a lemon flavored one." Void smiled, judy as excited as Lincoln is.
In an abandoned warehouse, there was something very unexpected happening. The same men that were hunting the heroes before were escorting someone out of a limo, and this man was... Christopher Barrymore? But... how?"
"Those fools." Said Barrymore. "They thought that they can make a fool out of me, but i still have money shd influence." He looked smug as he was being escorted by two guards.
"Sir, i'm a little confused. How did you get out?" Asked the first guard
"Oh i never really got into prison. The person in there is only a double i hired. I paid him"
"A double?" Said two of his guards.
"Yep. Being very rich can afford a doppelganger to take your place in dire situations. Though i have to work underground from now on."
"Got it sir." Said the first guard