It was a beautiful day in the suburbs of small town America. The birds twitted their songs as children played in the park, the perfect image of peace and happiness that masked the true evil that dwelled there. For in the basement of one of the nicer homes lived the greatest villain on earth.

Jack Spicer Evil Genius!

"Ah, you say the sweetest things Narratorbot 2.0." Said a voice from within the chassis of a silver robot with a smiling face.

The one speaking was only the size of a grain of rice but had no trouble darting nimbly through the air with tiny helicopter blades that sprouted from a device on his back. Loud music played as the tiny man worked on his creation. He grinned happily wielding a blowtorch with the ease of an artist with a paintbrush as he made the final adjustments to the circuitry within the silver machine.

A rectangular bronze panel swung open from the chest of the contraption and the tiny man buzzed out growing as he exited his latest project until he reached his true height of just under six feet. He towered over the robot which had only moments before been large enough to house him.

The suddenly full-sized man was seventeen with a pale white face that contrasted with dark welder's goggles and hair so red as to be obviously unnatural. He wore a black lab coat with a red undershirt, black pants and sturdy steel toed boots. Strapped to his back was a flight pack that secured itself on his chest with a skull shaped clasp.

In a burst of movement, he swept the device into an enthusiastic hug.

"Who needs Wuya when I have my robots!" he exclaimed loudly as he held out his creation which dangled loosely in his grip.

"Jack Spicer Evil Genius!" the robot repeated without true understanding.

Jack frowned slightly before reaching into a hidden lab coat pocket and retrieved a glowing red chip. "One second, let me turn on your brain." Jack muttered as he placed the chip on the back of the machine's head. The metal sprung to life unfolding to latch onto the chip and draw it into itself. The previously empty eyes lit with the glow of intelligent life.

"I'm gonna call you Phil." Jack said with pride as he inspected the newly alive Phil.

The metal face of Phil rippled with movement as he looked back at Jack, the previously fixed smile changed and the formerly doll like face moved with expressions like that of a human. "What am I?" Phil spoke in a slow measured voice.

"My Assistant." Jack stated simply as Phil wobbled getting his balance for the first time. "A lot of research went into making you." Jack said, waggling his finger for emphasis "All the finest features from my years of robotics research went into your design, you should be very proud." Jack announced grabbing Phil's shoulders and ushering him away from the station upon which he was built.

"What does that mean?" Phil spoke in a smooth tone as he adjusted to speaking for the first time, even as he nodded in acknowledgment of what Jack said.

"I have made many robots over the years and of all of them you are the strongest, the fastest, the smartest." Jack grinned. "I have given you chameleon technology that will allow you to alter your physical appearance at will and adaptable intelligence that will let you improve and learn as you encounter new challenges." Jack finished with a flourish.

"That is very informative," Phil said his head tilting to the side as he considered his creator. "but what exactly do you want me to do?" questioned the genuinely curious newborn.

"For now, you need to study and learn to be the very best assistant you can be, and then," the young genius's tone got more intense as he focused on his creation. "You are going to help me take over the world." Jack said his eyes burrowing into Phil's.

Phil considered what his creator had told him for a moment before he nodded in understanding. "How am I supposed to do that?" Phil accepted.

As if waiting for those words Jack grabbed Phil's shoulder with one hand and stuck his other into one of his many pockets retrieving a pair of chopsticks. The metal man watched in interest as Jack did something that caused both the creation and his creator to shrink down to less than an inch in height. The world looked so different now that he was small, but Phil did not have much time to adjust as Jack pulled him over to a panel on the floor that, upon Jack's prodding, opened to reveal an elevator which he followed his creator into.

"I lifted the elevator from a mall before it was demolished." Supplied Jack. "The others underestimate just how useful the ability to shrink things is."

"Others?" Queried Phil as the doors closed and a soft relaxing music filtered into the small room through a speaker in the ceiling. "No wait, how am I supposed to assist you?" Phil got back to the important question.

"I'll tell you that when we get to the bottom." Jack put off. "In order to explain the others, I have to tell you a bit about myself, you see a few years ago when I was only just getting started building robots that do more than bump into each other, I met a ghost witch." Phil nodded to show he was listening. "See my strength has always been in building things so when Wuya, that's the witch's name, told me about how collecting magic items called Sheng Gong Wu would help me take over the world, I was a little skeptical. I mean I had spent my entire life tinkering with machines so chasing magic trinkets seemed like starting over, but she was persuasive, so I took a squad of Jackbots and hunted down some magic." Jack paused in his story as he refocused to make sure Phil was paying attention. "It was better than I could possibly have imagined. The coin itself was interesting, kind of less than I was hoping for considering Wuya had said it would help me take over the world, but the fight, oh the fight was more fun than I had ever had before. These four kids dressed in pajamas flew down on a size changing dragon before challenging me to a duel that warped reality for the sole purpose of making a race more interesting. I lost the showdown but what I gained was much more valuable. I immediately began research into magic and the strides I have made since that day have been enormous." The speaker pinged as Jack finished speaking and the doors slid open.

Phil no longer felt like he had shrunken down. He followed his creator into a sprawling laboratory, filled with a variety of machines one of which was cranking out many identical bronze floating robots on an assembly line while another had a cube that was increasing in size, just as the cube seemed about to hit the ceiling it stopped and began to shrink.

"Welcome to my hidden lab." Revealed the pale man. "This is where the magic happens. I reverse engineer the magic of the Wu and incorporate it into my tech. Using the principles I learned from studying the energy of the Wu I was able to mimic their effects. Growing and shrinking, physical enhancement, super speed, and so much more. Here is a list of all the projects in the works. Read it whenever." Jack tossed a stack of papers at his new assistant who fumbled for a moment before securing the pages.

Phil glanced at the paper and found he was able to read the words easily. As he flipped through the pages reading like he had been told, a buzzing came from one of Jack's devices. It was a rectangle with four directional arrows and it was vibrating.

"This detects bursts of magic." Informed Jack waving the toy like device around casually. "Looks like it's time to go play with my frenemies, you read that and make yourself at home, the wireless password is evilgenius." Jack said over his shoulder as helicopter blades sprouted from his pack and he flew towards a hole in the ceiling ignoring the elevator they had taken down.

A call of Jackbots had a group of the bronze constructs floating after him, leaving the silver robot standing alone in Jack's Lab.

Phil started reading.