Issue #1: The Party

They say I'm a myth, a legend that brings courage among the fearful. And fear against the evil. They say I single-handed the demolish of the Hindenburg which was really filled to the brim with bombs about to be used to kill a couple thousand Americans on American soil, but that would be a lie. Had it not been for that tower that erupted the zeppelin in fire, I wouldn't have been able to beat Herr Obertgruppen's diabolical plan. Or the pilot who perfectly flew to help my escape from the fiery doom of the Hindenburg. Another example would be the mess in South America, where Obertgruppen again attempted to unleash apes rigged with electricity and machinery upon the Allies. I was able to demolish the generator that harvested the apes' energy and foiled his plans. Had it not been for the prisoner there, I would've been lost in that maze of a cave that was Obertgruppen's hideout or the monkey, I had named Skip, who helped me short out the wires to stop an ape from crushing my body. I may have been dashing, heroic, clever, and brave, but I never could've done it without the help of others. Since my last successful mission of stopping a Nazi train from supplying massive walking tanks to the war effort, I believed I deserved a really dirty, excited assignment that would put my intelligence and strength to their limits. Instead all I got was an invitation to a party. It was a recon, espionage mission, but not the kind you are thinking of, the kind that you walk about introducing yourself about a thousand times to the Duke of Hasburg, or Lady Glasfik. Bowing, and shaking hands, and walking around with a glass of wine in a hand, basically a interrogation on the large size.

I learned not a few hours later on my assignment that Lady Penelope Asgargh (past known as "Penelope Finch", aka "The Songbird"), married Lord Asgargh as part of an investigation on the dreaded lord and was attending the party. I had to deal with conversation nonsense, and another agent I have been in competition on for years. Little did I know what was going to happen at that party that was close to taking my life and revealing my true identity.