Hrm....!

He awoke slowly. The rambling of his mind did not even quiet when he slept. The light slipped through the cracks of the paint on the windows as he slowly opened his eyes. The smell of dust and metal filled his nostril as he screamed to keep the voices from insulting him so directly.
He stood up, coughed and his day began. A grimace appeared on his face, as it did every day, as he made his way to his lab. The peeling wallpaper, holes in the floor, and the gray color that surrounded him only reminded him of what a failure he was. But all this would change today.
He had been arrested many times but, only for conspiracy to commit murder, or vandalism because he was building machines to do so, but the courts could never prove anything and were forced to let him go. Everybody knew what he wanted: World Domination, and he would do anything to get it. The police were always watching him and had a patrol specifically for him because they knew, one day, he was going to do something bad.
He had been called many things, but "Mad Scientist" seemed to be the norm, especially with his latest invention.
Identified as a simple laser. The city could not do anything to take it from them, but they knew what he wanted to do with it, he knew what he wanted to do with it, and he was going to. Today.
He walked up to a gray wall and stood there staring. A couple seconds later, a key pad came out of the wall. He typed in some numbers, and it returned to the wall seamlessly, as if it were never there. A small trapdoor opened beside him as he began to walk down the stairs.
Three stories down, he reached the last step. As his foot hit the ground, the light came out and he was blinded by white light. The fluorescent lights illuminated a laboratory only seen in the movies. Generic, really. Beakers filled with multi-colored fluids, computers humming and making random calculations, and everything white.
But at the end of the room, was a glass case. He smiled as he rushed towards it with excitement. As he stepped up to it, he press a button on the side of the case and the glass slipped upward and tilted back, allowing access to the prize inside.
It looked like a giant gun. Roughly four feet long with an eight inch circumference, shiny metal, and a small trigger on the forward end of the handgrip.
"You and me, we're gonna change the world." he whispered to it and he held it against his shoulder, taking aim at the wall. He turned abruptly, and fired toward the entrance and a beam of blue light shot out as he pulled the trigger. A loud "pew" sound erupted and a stable hum sounded as the blue light shot through everything in it's path, leaving a perfectly circular hole.
The gun had was fixed with an adjustable aperture to allow for a much larger beam. He intended to use the largest beam possible.









So, although it's terribly written, this is who my story will surround. A mad scientist, evil, who inherits child(ren?), but doesn't become the heartwarming father figure all movies show. No, he's always evil. And the children suffer, as they are constantly getting in the way of his plans for world domination.
Cheesy? Yes. But don't worry, I will keep working it to make it easier to read and less painful to endure.

Open to ideas.