“We have nothing to fear but fear itself,” Otto replied. “Oh, and a megalomaniacal headmaster, the world’s deadliets assassin, giant mutated plant monsters, an international cartel of supervillains, and the security forces of every country on earth, but other than that…just fear.”
HOW FAR WILL OTTO GO TO PROTECT HIS FRIENDS?
Otto Malpense and his friends thought their first year at the Higher Institute of Villainous Education was the most adventurous and exciting that they would ever encounter. They were dead wrong.
When Otto and Wing are allowed off campus to attend Wing’s father’s funeral, they have no idea it’s a trap, all part of a lethal plan organized by Cypher, the most ruthless supervillain any of them have ever known. He intends to use them to retrieve the Overlord Protocol, a device that has the capacity to help him take over the world. But when things go terribly wrong, Otto will stop at nothing to hunt him down and make him pay.
With the help of Laura, Shelby, Raven, and his former nemesis, Dr. Nero, Otto must find a way to defeat an enemy that has overcome some of the planet’s most infamous villains without even breaking a sweat. Because if he doesn’t, the world as they know it will be changed forever.
This book is all about Otto. This book proved to me, that there will be no other series in the universe, that is more suspenseful than this one. Otto. Wing. Laura. Shelby. Raven. Dr. Nero. I don’t know how I lived without knowing who these characters were.
“Do we get a bedtime story?” Otto asked cheekily. “Oh yes, of course. I think we’ll have one of my favorites; it’s called ‘The Little Boy and the Tranquilizer Gun.” Raven smiled in a rather unsettling way.”
Well,’ Otto gave a sly smile, ‘I just happened to come across this keycard last night, and it looked like it might come in handy.’
‘That keycard was secured in the vault, Mr Malpense,’ Ms Leon said sharply, ‘a vault that is supposed to be impregnable, I might add.’
‘Someone must have left the door open,’ Otto replied, a look of false innocence on his face. ‘That’s the only explanation I can think of.”
“I said that the corridor was trapped,’ Franz said indignantly, his face turning a pale shade of crimson as the other students in the room started to laugh.
‘Yes, you did, but you forgot to mention that your plan was to trip me up and run for it,’ Nigel said, clearly irritated.
‘Do not blame me for your clumsiness,’ Franz said innocently. ‘If it were not for you falling over I am sure we would have made it.’
‘Falling over!’ Nigel exclaimed angrily, ‘You tripped me up the moment those guns appeared.”
“Now we are going to be late for lunch. By the time we get there there will be nothing but salad left,’ he said plaintively.
‘I think you can stand to miss one lunch, Franz,’ Nigel sighed, ‘or we could always get someone to wheel us down to the dining hall and spoon-feed us, I suppose.’
Franz’s eyes lit up at the suggestion. ‘This is being an excellent idea. Otto, you and Wing could help us, ja?’ The hope was evident in his tone.
‘Erm, we’d love to help, guys, but we’ve got to . . . erm . . .’ Otto looked at Wing desperately. He doubted that either of them would be strong enough to wheel Franz all the way to the dining hall – there was an awful lot of hardened foam encasing his ample frame.
‘We have to go to the library,’ Wing stepped in, ‘we have . . . erm . . .’
‘Chess club, yes, that’s it, chess club,’ Otto said suddenly, backing away towards the exit.
‘Otherwise, you know we would be happy to help,’ Wing smiled.
Otto and Wing walked quickly towards the door.
‘I was not knowing that Otto and Wing were interested in chess,’ Franz said as the other two boys beat a hasty retreat.
Nigel just sighed.”