Somewhere in Upper Northern Canada... 11am

Secondary technician Adalbrecht watched at the screen as a new blip appeared on their scanners for dinmensional disturbances, everyone in the command centar had been monitoring everything since the first signs had begun to show up in the stars. and just now an entirely new blip had appeared all the way out in...The exact center of the United States.

"We've ruled out all our known dimensionally active superheroes, and this is something else entirely." He said to his supervisor as he waited for the satellites to get a bead on the source reading. "We may need to get ready for an invasion- wait, it's just a kid."

"...A Kid?"...we got any files on him?" His commanding officer leaned over his shoulder to get a good look.

"Not yet." Adalbrecht looked towards one of the intelligence bodies, who nodded.

"Gimme fifteen minuites. I'll see what I can get on this kid."

It was full hour later when he came back looking over the file like it was a hot potato.

"Got the files?" The commanding officer said looking at the manila folder.

"Uh...yeh. Right here." The documents were handed off as the other scratched his head. "...the kid doesn't have any powers last we checked..but.. look at his parents."

There was a long pause as Commander Basile read over the file on what they knew about this ...Marlocke kid, since that wasn't his real name. He blanched and looked up quietly.

".... Count of Monte Cristo. All right, keep him on the monitors."

Somewhere in Upper Northern Canada: 12 hours later

Adalbrecht cringed into his ergonomic computer chair as his boss started looking over the record files for the past day. He had been diligent and now he really wished he hadn't, because what that kid was...

"He's been in and out how many times today?"

"...six times sir."

"At this rate he's going to attract a Hound! Or worse if we're not careful." He paged through the reports. "We're going to have to get the foamguns and capture him."

"I'll see if I can see which dimensions he's been visiting... get a signature." Adalbrecht started going over the other things that had been recorded.

"We're going to have to abduct this kid..." Basile murmured going over the report. "This close to the stars aligning he'd be a target for something else..."

He stopped and looked at the map as the kid reappeared on the monitors and went about his business.

"Does he still like Mad Dog Smoothies?"