Elsa walks into her throne room, a smile on her face, the first in a very long time. Suddenly, from behind her, a voice is heard.
"So, you're the one they call "The Snow Queen", huh?"
In an instant, Elsa turns around, her mind in high alert. Standing before her is a tall black man in a strange coat (to her) and an eye patch. He starts walking calmly towards her. "Who are you?" Elsa asked, a hint of caution in her voice. " And how did word of my powers spread so quickly? This only just happened!" The man stops walking, a small but noticeable grin on his face. "I have my ways, your highness. And pardon my intrusion, by the way. I didn't mean to scare you. I'm Nick Fury, director of the Strategic Homeland Intervention Enforcement and Logistics Division, or S.H.I.E.L.D. for short. And I've come a long way to find you."
Elsa simply stared at Fury, a confused look on her face. "I've never heard of anything called S.H.I.E.L.D. And even for a moor you certainly don't dress like you're from anywhere I know of." In response, Fury simply chuckled. "Funny you should mention that. Well, my organization and I are from, what you would call, the future. The year 2011, to be precise. So the reason you haven't heard of us is because we don't exist yet." This just served to make Elsa look even more confused. Taking notice, Fury replied appropriately. "But enough of the wibbly-wobbly, timey-wimey talk. That's not important right now. What's important is-" Before Fury could continue, Elsa started to get a little annoyed. "Look, I appreciate your honesty and your politeness, but what do you even want with me? I just saved my family and my kingdom and I only just mastered my magic powers, so I don't know how much help I could be! Also, you claim to be from nearly 200 years in to the future, but even for someone like ME that is impossible! So stop trying to make a fool out of me and tell me what you want from me!"
At that, the look on Fury's face turned to that of a stern, serious one. "First of all, Elsa, everything I have told you is nothing but the truth. If I wanted to lie to you, then I'd say that I was a master criminal with 8 guns and a gang of clone henchman. Y'know? Something stupid like that. Besides, I have a device in my pocket that I used to get here in the first place." He pulled out a small, circular device from his pocket, showed to Elsa, then put it way. "Also, MAGIC? Is THAT what they told you what the reason behind your powers is? Your highness, I've seen beings with actual magical abilities and, from what I've researched about you back in my time, your powers are NOT magic." "Then what ARE they, Mr. Fury?" demanded Elsa. "If you say that everything I've been told about my powers is a lie, then as Queen of Arendelle, I order you to explain yourself!"
Fury turned to look out the nearby window, admiring the setting sun in the distance. "Very well, your highness. I'll tell you. You think you're the only one in the world with powers like that? My dear, you're part of a bigger universe FULL of people just like you; you just don't know it yet. Some may call them knights others gods. Where I come from, we call them superheroes. As for why I'm here?" He turned back to Elsa, a much wider grin now on his face than before. "Let's just say I'm putting a team together of superheroes. It's called the Avengers Initiative. And I'm offering you the chance to join it."
TO BE CONTINUED...