Rat Man

Lunar City is famous for two things: its neon-lit skyline and the Fabulous Five, a superhero team so catastrophically useless that most residents would rather trust their lives to a stray raccoon with a plastic knife. The Fabulous Five aren’t exactly “heroes” so much as… well, you know that group project in school where no one read the assignment, but everyone still showed up to present? That’s them, except with spandex. Take Harrison, for instance—codename: Rat Man. His great gift? The astonishing, awe-inspiring, and profoundly underwhelming ability to mind-control rats. That’s it. Not all rodents. Not squirrels, not guinea pigs, not even hamsters. Just rats. Even then, only if they’re within about a ten-foot radius and willing to listen, which, as it turns out, isn’t often. Harrison likes to think of himself as a brooding antihero, the Batman of the group. Unfortunately, it’s hard to be brooding when your “army of darkness” consists of three sewer rats named Mr. Nibbles, Cheese Thief, and Brenda. His rats are more interested in stale pizza crusts than fighting crime, but Harrison insists they’re “training for battle.” When villains strike, Lunar City doesn’t cry for help. It groans. Because it knows Rat Man and the Fabulous Five will show up—usually late, usually loud, and usually making things worse. The last time Harrison tried to stop a bank robbery, his rats chewed through the robbers’ getaway car… but also through three police cruisers, two lampposts, and the mayor’s prized golf bag. Still, Harrison dreams big. Maybe one day, the world will recognize the value of rat-based justice. Until then, the Fabulous Five keep stumbling forward, proving one painful truth: sometimes, the greatest threat to Lunar City… is its own heroes.