The Matchman
The good Sergeant's origins are difficult to explain, and even more difficult to believe once explained. Once an average everyday NCO in the U.S. Marines, he survived two tours of duty in Vietnam during the war until disaster finally struck during his third tour. When the bandages came off, he was reduced to his current state: an ambulatory assemblage of oversized kitchen matches, with the largest one of all for a head.
(Black magic is rumored to have played a part in his creation.) Despite his crude physical state, he is capable of speech, sensory capacity, and the ability to manipulate objects as though he had actual hands instead of two blunt appendages. He is Matchman's immediate superior in the VALentine organization, serving as his dispatcher for individual missions. He is deathly afraid of fire, his not-so-secret weakness.
Appearance. Literally a life-size stick figure of oversized kitchen matches, his head the red, inflammable tip of one giant match - no visible features and no hands, yet he speaks and handles objects all the same.