Snowflake

Twenty Six

"Hey Samuel." Mick poked his head into the room. "There's someone at the door looking for you." 

"Who would want to see me?" Samuel wondered skeptically as he walked to the door.

He was surprised to see a man wearing a suit standing outside the house. 

"Are you Samuel Foster?" The man asked.

"Yes?" Samuel looked around nervously. "How can I help you?"

"Agent Matthews from S.H.I.E.L.D, please come with me." He requested, showing his S.H.I.E.L.D badge.

"Excuse me?" Samuel stepped back, remembering Static's words. 

"You are the hero called Snowflake, are you not?" Agent Matthews crossed his arms.

"That's not my... yes?" Samuel stammered. 

"Then please come with me." 

"W...Why?" Samuel stepped backwards, his hand on the doorknob ready to close the door.

"We are here to help. Wouldn't you like to stop Titanium?" 

"Well..." 

"Come with me. You can always refuse after we see what we are offering."

"Fine." Samuel agreed reluctantly. "But you have to bring me back here because I don't have a car."

Agent Matthews beckoned Samuel to follow him to a sleek grey car. The doors opened up vertically, shocking Samuel slightly. He sat in the back seat, wanting to put distance between him and Agent Matthews. The car drove silently and quickly. They reached a large facility and drove into a large garage-like area. They both got out of a car and walked through twisting corridors that seemed to go on forever. 

"Are we nearly there?" Samuel asked politely.

Agent Matthews stopped suddenly and opened a door gently, gesturing for Samuel to enter. Samuel entered to see a man sitting on a chair decked out in a suit as well. As Agent Matthews stepped in behind him, Samuel felt extremely under-dressed, wearing jeans and a hoodie.

"You've finally arrived, Samuel Foster." The man broke the silence. "I'm Edgar Rockholm, director of S.H.I.E.L.D, we've been scouting for potential Avengers after most of the original members have retired."

"Ok?" Samuel nervously looked at the man, his palms sweating.

"No need to have cold feet, literally." He looked at a small patch of ice that Samuel had accidentally frozen over.

"Crap." Samuel bit his lip.

"You have shown us natural talent and if you agree to work with us, we can help you grow as a superhero and also help you take down Titanium." Rockholm explained. "We've been observing you since you revealed yourself to the public. You have good potential and with proper training and equipment I'm sure you will be a great hero." 

As he explained that, he opened a briefcase in front of Samuel, revealing a navy blue jumpsuit with a small snowflake symbols on the armors. Samuel's eyes widened in shock, how'd they even get his clothing size.

"I don't know what to say. Am I supposed to agree?" Samuel stuttered, feeling overwhelmed.

"Of course, we will be paying you if you agree to work with us." Rockholm pulled out a contract. "It's all written here, take your time to read it." 

Samuel's eyes widened as he read through the contract, surprised about the amount of benefits that came with working with them. He would've have signed the contract immediately but someone familiar walked into the room.

"Virgo?" Samuel gasped.

i wanna chop the chapter off here cos why not.