Victor's Story
A seventeen year old young man with light brown hair looked excited as his eyes read the sign "Welcome all, to the San Diego Comic Book Convention."
"Victor, honey?" said a voice.
"Oh, come on, Mom!" Victor exclaimed to Mildred Volt.
Victor had been waiting months to attend this convention. He was most excited about the fact that the creator of his favourite comic "Ghostly Ghostriders" was to be signing autographs. Mildred let Victor go to where the creator was seated with a smile on her face.
Victor briefly saw a couple of men wearing dark shades standing on either side of a tall moustachioed man.
"Hey, cool!" thought Victor as he walked up to his idol. What he was unaware of was that the three men he had just seen were listening intently on his conversation.
"I think that the way Vlad defeated Gohor was way awesome!" said Victor excitedly.
"Thanks, man!"
After Victor had gotten his idol's autograph, he was heading towards where his mother was standing. The moustachioed man he had seen earlier was walking up to him. What was going on?
"Excuse me, young man"
"Yeah?"
"How would you like to work for UZZ?"
"Us?"
"No, U-Z-Z"
Victor was confused. Who or what was UZZ? The man continued on.
"Where are my manners? For reasons of security my name is changed daily." he pulled out some kind of gizmo out of his left breast pocket and pressed a button. "Today, you may call me…Sugar Dimples," he said the name with a groan.
Victor and the two shades wearing men laughed. Sugar Dimples coughed and went on.
"UZZ is a very secret organization. I think you would be perfect as an agent especially with your comic book credentials. What are your other interests?"
Victor thought for a moment.
"I think computer games are cool! Blazes of Glory is fantastic!"
Sugar Dimples was impressed. This young man had the right stuff.
"So, what do you say? Would you like to be an agent?"
"You bet!"
What Victor didn't know was that his mother had heard the entire conversation. Unbeknownst to Victor, Mildred had worked with UZZ a lifetime ago and so she knew what her son would be going through. She felt a mixture of pride yet pain because Lionel Volt was away preventing the world from turning into jelly. Mildred didn't want her son to leave.
Mildred composed herself as her beloved only child ran up to her. Victor let Mildred in on all the details.
Two days later Victor was packing his things…