Devil in Disguise

prologue

Prologue; or otherwise known as, The Bad Beginning.

            I never wanted to be an evil villain. And who would, in today’s society? But it is not like I had a choice. It is in my genes. My name is Leo Dencourt. Sounds strait out of Gossip Girl, I know. And yes, I am that Dencourt. That one with the evil mom? Yeah. That is me.

            As I said I never wanted to be evil, I also never wanted have to follow in my mother’s career path. You see, her evil plot to take over the world was foiled about five years ago by the Bird Woman. Sounds lame, dontcha think? What good, respectable superhero has a stupid name like that? Oh, you can fly. Automatically bird. A two year old could’ve come up with something better than that. And further, what good, (or should I say bad), evil mastermind gets beat by a lame-ass superhero? Well, my mom did. Wasn’t much of a mastermind after all.

            To be honest, her plot wasn’t that elaborate. Anyone who had a kindergarten reading level probably could’ve figured it out in a half hour. And lucky for the Bird Woman, she did.

            Ever since that somewhat funny children’s show, Phineas and Ferb aired, my mom had moved on from big plans, like bank and art heists, to wanting to take over *insert Doofenshirtz voice here* the entire tri-state area of Mount Lemon. No wonder she was busted. She took inspiration from a character that always got caught. The difference is that she got caught by a bird, as opposed to a platypus.

            Anyway, my mom, with the help of her Russian henchwoman, appropriately named Helga, tried to build a device that would make the dormant volcano of our quiet Washington town go KABOOOOOOM! They wanted to destroy this satan-forsaken town. They absolutely despised living here. Now you are probably wondering, why didn’t they just move away? A simple question. But did it ever occur to them? No! They are evil. They had to take the non-practical approach. And right when they were about to fire away their contrivance, none other than the Bird Woman swooped in, literally, and saved the day.

            Que cheers of happy citizens. The only good thing out of this is that my mother got away. But poor Helga got thrown under the bus and into the slammer. To this day, she hasn’t ratted my mom yet. Between you and me, I think it is because Helga is secretly in love with her and would never betray her. But that is none of my business. My mom has the same suspicions and she uses Helga’s not-so-secret love to her advantage in this situation.

            Still being a wanted criminal, my mom has “retired” her evil ways. Now this is where I come in. My name is Leopold Augustine Dencourt, and this is the story of my evil plot to take over the world.