Okay, all you costumed losers and caped creeps, listen up!

So you think you're tough, huh? Tough enough to handle the return of the Secret Society of Super-Villains? No, we didn't think so.

We own Central City and it's off-limits to all you wimpy do-gooders!

So why don't you and your cotton/polyester leotards find a nice rock to hide under? 'Cause you Florence Nightingale-types don't stand a chance against the... KING OF CRIME.