Red Dragonfly Strikes Again

Chapter Nine

In all of his years of being alive, Calvin Frost has seen some strange things. As a boy, he saw his father collapse into a frozen pond and drown when he was just a boy. As a father, he's seen men very much like himself willing to do the unthinkable just to get their families by financially. Even as a career supervillain, he's seen people who can make you die just by touching you.

But he had never seen anything quite like this.

Red Dragonfly and his accomplice, Captain Frisbee were just sucked through a TV out of nowhere. And he had never seen anything like it.

Russell would look back at the foe he was just fighting and aim his telepoint watch straight at him. "Whoa, what you doing?" Calvin replied, stepping back defensively.

"Bring him back. Bring him back now or I swear to God, I'll use this!" Russell yelled as he charged up the watch.

"Hey, I don't know where they went! That shit came out of nowhere!" Calvin balled up his fists, ice blocks forming around them as he stood his ground.

"Don't bullshit me! I know what you people are capable of!"

"You people? The fuck do you mean by that?!" Deep Freezer added.

"Huh? Wait..." Russell thought about it for a moment. "Shit, I just realized how that sounded. Look, man. I didn't mean..."

"Nuh-uh, fuck that! Continue what you were about to say!"
Deep Freezer crossed his arms nonchalantly.

"It's not a race thing! I promise!" Russell said, feeling embarrassed as he facepalmed at his own comments.

"Then what is it then?!" Calvin raised his voice.

"You're a fucking villain! Every time one of you assholes get powers, it spells trouble and destruction!" Russell shouted out of anger. "God, I can't even be excited about having a baby on the way because dicks like you think it's a perfect time to take over the world!"

"I'm doing this for a good reason!" Calvin yelled.

"For what?! Oh, let me guess..." Russell said mockingly. "Did your mother die? Did you get laid off from your job? Did the president you vote for not win the election? Tough toenails, ass! Act like a responsible adult!"

Russell panted softly, taking a breath from the rant he just had. He had all of this frustration bottled up so much that it came erupting out like a can of soda that was shaken to its core. Calvin sighed, bowing his head as the ice on his hands slowly dropped off of his fingers.

"I'm trying to find my daughter." Calvin finally admitted. "She's out there and I've been trying to find her for months. She has a terminal heart disease. I don't wanna be too late and find out that she's dead or something."

That hit Russell right where he lived. Having a family of his own, he knew how it felt to be responsible for the people he loved. Wilbur and Rosemary, they meant everything to him. "Oh. I'm sorry for...that."

"Nah, it's all good. I'm a villain, right?" Calvin shrugged. "Might as well do what people think of me."

"Look ummm...Doctor December? I forgot your name, the kid brung it up once." Russell said. "You don't seem like a bad guy. You're a dad looking for his kid. If trying to be in your daughter's life is a crime, slap the cuffs on my wrist already."