us?”
“Probably,” said Dad. “I think it is more likely that he will come after Kevin first, but I wouldn't be surprised if he tried to get you and me as well. After all, I was ultimately the one who killed his father, so he probably doesn't think very highly of me.”
“But how will we defend ourselves?” said Mom. She anxiously rubbed her hands together. “And what if he has other powers as well? Maybe he's stolen powers from other neoheroes besides Kevin. There's no telling what he can do.”
In all of my whining at losing my powers, I had completely forgotten that Mom was just an ordinary human being who didn't have any powers of her own and was therefore defenseless against someone like Robert. I felt ashamed of myself for not thinking about what this meant for my parents, because their lives were in just as much danger as mine.
Dad wrapped an arm around Mom's shoulders and said, “Don't worry, Ashley. Valerie and I will secure the home and make sure Robert won't be able to come within five feet of our house without getting blasted into oblivion.”
“The NHA can also offer you protection, if necessary,” said Mecha Knight. “As you were once a member of the NHA, we would be more than happy to offer you whatever protection from Robert you may need.”
“We may just have to take you up on that offer, Jack,” said Dad. “I can make defenses against a variety of different powers, but it would probably be better if we had at least a few actual neoheroes there to defend us.”
Jack? Was that Mecha Knight's real name or something? I guess it made sense that Dad knew him, because Dad and Mecha Knight used to work together in the NHA, but I didn't know what Mecha Knight's real identity was. He had never seen fit to tell me or the other Young Neos what his real identity was, but then, that wasn't unusual, because most NHA members kept their true identities secret. Still, Mecha Knight worked more closely with the Young Neos than he did with Dad, so I wondered if he would ever share his identity with me at some point.
Not that that was my biggest problem at the moment, however. My biggest problem was figuring out how to get back my powers, but that was such an uncomfortable thing for me to think about that I decided to focus on a new problem I noticed.
“I don't think that sending real neoheroes to protect us will actually work,” I said. “If Robert can steal powers, what's to stop him from stealing their powers and then using them to kill you?”
“Bolt raises a good point,” Mecha Knight said. “Any neohero we send to protect you will be at risk at losing their powers to Robert, assuming we are correct that Robert has the ability to steal powers. Even if Omega Man himself were to protect you, he wouldn't be able to buy you much time against Robert unless he could kill or disable him quickly.”
“Then what are we supposed to do?” said Mom. She tugged at her necklace anxiously. “If even the NHA can't defend us, then who can?”
“We can,” said a soft and gravelly voice from the doorway.
We all looked over at the doorway to see a man in his late forties standing there. He wore an old-fashioned suit, with a G-Men patch on his right shoulder and had deep black hair, with a few gray strands here and there that hinted at his age.
I almost didn't believe my eyes, but the man standing in the doorway was indeed Cadmus Smith, the Director of the Department of Superpowered and Extraterrestrial Beings, and the leader of the G-Men. It had been a while since I last saw him, but he looked almost exactly the same as he did when I met him last year. The only difference was the fact that he was wearing a blue tie rather than a red one, but other than that it was like he had simply traveled through time to get here.
Standing behind Cadmus's right shoulder was a young woman in her twenties who I recognized as Shade. She was another member of the G-Men and seemed to be Cadmus's right-hand woman. She was