Author update

I should address some things; first, I can not stress enough that you read my first fanfiction, it is essential for this character, second, when I write Claus or Ava is Growling, I mean they are growling like a Lion or a Tiger. Finally, my posting is going to be slower; my three day weekend is up.

Claus woke up in his apartment, his filthy, dark, cramped, damp, barely livable apartment. Garbage littered the place, three fans, were the only air condition he had. Claus sat up on his bed, yawned, then got up, walked to the kitchen, tripping on garbage. Eventually, he made it to the fridge, on it, was a Fridge whiteboard, on it was The Laws of the Atreus Lion, he already crossed two out, the two he had broke. He opened the refrigerator, Only to see, that, of course, was full of spoiled food. He groaned, then he spotted an envelope that said eviction notice, just under his Door, he groaned even louder. Then he noticed on his counter wall that his clock read 2:28 pm, he growled, then he threw the clock out the window in anger.

"Am going to be late!" He quickly leaped across the room, to his bed, looking, desperately looking for his costume. Eventually, he found it and put on as fast as he could. He then looked for baggage full of clothes, books, and romantic novels he stole from Viper, that he packed last night; he found it buried under dirty clothes. He picked it up, then rushed to his door only to see it jammed again. So out of desperation, he kicked down the door the ran down the stairs as fast as he could.

Then he heard it, the most terrifying woman he ever knew...His landlord.

"Yeager! (His fake identity) I'm going to kick your ass!"

His eyes widen in fear. He ran back into his room, then quickly tried to think of something. Then he saw the broken window that he broke when he threw out the clock. He broke off the rest of the glass in the frame, with his claws, then as he was climbing out of the window, he suddenly saw her, the most obese, zit-ridden, and disfigured face Claus ever had the unpleasure of looking at. He put his right hand up to his mouth and gagged, like every other time he had seen her.

"YEAGER!"

He climbed out of the window then started to climb down the wall, with his claws fast as he could. But then the landlord began to throw junk at him! First garbage, then his whiteboard.

"Martha! What is your problem!"

"I gave you a chance after chance to pay your rent! But You've gone a month without paying me a single dime! Now you went and broke my door, but you can keep it!" Martha then threw the door he had broken off.

"This is going to hurt..." the Door hit him and made fall from of the middle of the building, to the sidewalk, and he hit the sidewalk hard.

He groaned in pain, but quickly recovered. He then saw a man getting into a passager seat in a taxi. He ran to him threw him out of his seat, into the road, and got in.

The Driver spoke, "Hey you can't-

"I'll pay you triple, Hudson Bay, DRIVE!

"Alright, alright, keep your shirt on! Oh and uh, you not going to rob, are ya? I mean there is a bunch of crazies wearing costumes, like yours.

Claus watch as Martha exited the lobby and headed straight for him.

Claus yelled " I don't care! Just do your job and drive!"

The Driver stepped on it, leaving Martha in the dust.

Claus sighed in relief, " Sorry about that uh."

"It's Stan, Stan Lee."

"Right, sorry about that Stan."

"Anyway, what's the hurry?"

Claus explained, "Oh, I'm joining shield, and as of now I'm going to be late, on my first day."

"Say, that reminds of a time about, blah, blah, blah..." Claus stopped paying attention as he spent the rest of time in the car ride thinking about how different his life is going to be. Sure, his life wasn't perfect, by any means, but it was his, and now he might not even be allowed to see his family again. But then he had reached his destination.

"Anyway, that will be sixty..." Then Stan turned around to see no one occupying the passenger's seats and only saw an I.O.U note.

"Aw shucks, not again!

Meanwhile, Claus was running as fast as he could to the Hudson Bay. There he saw Agent Coulson waiting impatiently. He walked towards him exhausted.

"I hope I'm not too late, agent..?

"Coulson, Agent Coulson, I'll be supervising you and your team, and if I am not mistaken, you are thirty minutes late.

"Save the lecture, let's get to the helicarrier.