Dream: I'm going to differ from my other Vexos histories here. Volt is seven instead of five.
Yumeí: Did you call him yet?
Lync: It's ringing. Let's hope he doesn't hang up when he realizes its me.
Shadow: I feel like disclaiming, so yeah. Dream owns nothing but the plot.
Volt swallowed nervously, looking down at his hands. His uncle was glaring down at him with such force, he thought he might shrink.
"Are you sure he's strong enough Eon? He's tiny."
Volt clenched his fists. It wasn't fair that he was small for his age. He hadn't choose to be short or skinny; he just grew that way.
"Volt is ready," his father said. "He might not be large, but he is strong."
"Eon," his uncle complained. "You can't expect me to train him. He wont be able to lift the training equipment let alone use them effectively."
"I am the head of this family," Volt's father said, authority entering his tone. "You will take my son as your apprentice. I will not accept the answer 'no'. You will train him to be a warrior, and teach him the family code. This is final."
"As you wish, brother," his uncle snarled, making the last word an insult. Casting a disdainful look at his nephew, he stormed from the room. Volt's father sighed.
"Your Uncle would have done well in the theatrical business."
"Why do you want him to be my mentor," Volt asked in a small voice. "Not to be rude. I just wondered."
"Don't worry; I'm not offended. It's only natural." His father smiled.
"Come stand next to me. I have a secret to tell you."
Volt obediently stood and walked toward his kneeling father. He settled down next to him, close enough to hear everything without being overheard.
"My brother wants to be head of the family," his father murmured. "He's looking for ways to remove me from my position. I need you to keep an eye on him."
"You want me to do it?" Volt's voice was small, shocked and honored. His father was so important, and he was trusting his youngest son to help him. The runt of the litter. Any of his elder siblings could do the job-most likely much better than him too. But his father wanted him.
"He won't expect you to be working for me. He thinks you can't do it."
"What if he's right? What if I can't?"
"What he says doesn't matter. I have faith in you. You are my son, and you will not fail me."
Volt was truly touched. His father trusted him. Trusted him above all the others.
No, he was not going to fail.
Yumeí: *whispering*We have Volt on the phone!
Lync: *on phone*It's not so bad. Can you please come back? The fans want to hear from you.
Volt:*from phone speaker* No. I'm never coming back.
Dream: People who read this! Please send in reviews to bring him back! Or else he might never answer his cell phone ever again and we will all miss him over here!
Volt: I'm done.*hangs up*
Yumeí+Lync: Please review! He might come back if you send in lots and lots!