Blake Alexander stood peering out through a crack in a curtain at his son's house. He looked as nervous as he was.

"Why is super dork hiding in our house dork?" asked Blake's teenage grandson of his father Lance who he called dork.

"The men in black are chasing him," Lance said.

"Yeah right dork!" said Lance Jnr who didn't believe he was of an alien race let alone they were sorcerers and the fact the men in black were real was just ridiculous.

"He's meant to be the emperor of the solar system why doesn't he tell them to go away!" said Kristine, Lance's daughter sarcastically.

"I tried they don't recognize the empire," said Blake who was distracted,

"they're coming to the door where can I hide?"

There was a distant voice behind them.

"Dad hide here!" the voice said it was not Lance's voice but his other son's voice it emitted from a whirling dark vortex.

Blake jumped in it and it disappeared.