After assembling his watch, Mason put it on. It felt warm on his wrist, which was weird because it was metal. With a shrug, Mason pulled out the pen and pad, and wrote in his favorite cypher using his cryptic block form. Closing the pad in the way books were meant to be closed, Mason set the pen between the extended front and back flaps. To his delight, the pen stayed, magnetized to the book. "Awesome," he said aloud.

Checking out the remaining items, Mason set the glasses on his nose and behind his hears. With that done, he fitted the earpiece around his ear-it was a comfortable fit with the glasses. As Mason turned his head, he noticed flashes on both sides of him. *What the?* Mason thought. He took a closer look and realized that his shades had mirrors on the outside edges behind each lense.

What was left were two walkie-talkiees and a... rock? *Well, that's interesting.* Mason's eyes traced back to the walkie talkies. He'd already decided that Raven would have the second one. As if he feared the rock would break, he gently picked it up. It, too, was warm. He checked to see if it would open, or had any wires or circutry. Nope. It was... a puzzle, Mason decided.

That was everything. It was slightly disappointing. For such a big-name item, it didn't seem all that different from any other spy sets. *Well, except for the rock.* "Hmmm." There weren't any instructions, so Mason pulled out his personal computer and decided to check the set's listing and see what others had to say.

After half an hour, Mason gave up. There was nothing anywhere about the Wardens Ultiute. He tried spelling out ultimate and utility, but still nothing. Mason found Ultitech, but that set was different. And he had been hopefull, too. *Oh, well. There's always my imagination,* Mason thought to himself.

About to finish for the night, Mason carefully set the rock back in its place. He still didn't know its story. Next, he pickeed up the pen and notebook and got comfy on the couch. A spy plot idea just popped into his head and Mason wanted to write it down. *At least this is good for something.* But the pen wouldn't come out. When he clicked the pen on, the ballpoint wouldn't even come out. For a second, nothing happened. Then from his earpiece, a voice spoke: "Password?"

"I don't have one," Mason almost growled. The voicee on the earpiece repeated itself, and Mason realized the thing must not have heard him. He pulled out the mouthpiece and set it at the corner of his lips. "I have not set a password," he said more calmly.

"Begin setup?"

"Yes."

It seemed like the thing wanted to know *everything* about him. What he liked or didn't. The routine of his day. His family history and birthday, which he hesitated on. It it started asking for his social security number or credit card, he would stop, knowing he'd been duped. But it didn't ask about any numbers the government gave him. So Mason relaxed. Finally it asked him to make a master password whereby all other passwords, if any, could be set, reset, or deset.

After confirming the master password, Mason was asked if he would like to set passwords for any of the items in the spy set. "Not at this time." The earpiece instructed him to open the pen and notebook by holding the button of the pen down, and saying the master password. Just like that, Mason had the notebook open, and finally realized there weren't any pages, just the covers, and two raised screens that looked like notebook paper. The pen rested against the two edges when the notebook was closed. *Interesting.* "But where's what I have written?"

"Saved. Retrieve?"

"Well, yes, please? I wasn't done with it, yet."

"Understood."

Mason blinked. There was his writing. Good. He proceeded to list the alphabet and numbers down the side and middle of the page so that there were two alternating columns of thirteen letters and five numbers. He then proceeded to write what each character matched which symbol in the above block cryptic box form. When he was done, he told... the mouth- and ear-piece.

"Processing. Understood."

"Can you write to me in my cypher?" He asked, curious. "What are you about?" The book told him that it (the spy set) was created as a tool. Since it wasn't wordy, Mason mauled over the words. "Are you my tool?" He received the reply:

"If you want me to be."

"Oh, yes," Mason told it, not feeling strange at all to be talkig to a thing. "Were you following me in the store today?"

"Yes," the spy set told him. "You were in a wizard store, yet you are not a wizard. I, well, felt this urge to go to you. I can't describe it, really."

Mason felt excited when he read and heard those words. *Yes, that must be it.* "Tell me about wizardry, and show me the text in the notebook using my cypher. And its okay to say and write different things at once. I can multitask." Time passed in which he kind of tranced out, listening to the voice, eyes hungrily reading until he got to the end, and the earpiece had stopped speaking. "How do I become one?"

"All you need to do is take the Wizard's Oath and follow it."

*Of course,* Mason thought again and nodded. "Show it to me, please."

"Yes."

And with that, the Oath appeared on the notebook.