Hey guys, here's the next chapter, It's short, but so is life. Enjoy!

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Twelve years later Anthony Rydinger stood in front of a new federal building. Butterflies danced in his stomach as he nervously walked towards the entrance. Today was the day he had been waiting for since his promotion almost 18 months ago. He had endured the harsh training and fought his way to the top of the 'class'. Today was the turning point in his career. He had finally obtained his special agent status that he yearned to get for years. Little did he know that the moment he stepped through the threshold of the building his fate would change forever.

The young man soon found himself walking down the halls of the building towards his new office. He still had no clue to what he would be doing for the near future, hell, he didn't even know the name of the agency he was chosen to work for. The only actual thing he knew was where to go. Once he reached the door, Tony took a deep breath calming himself before entering.

He was met by a dainty Asian woman; she wore her black hair in a bun and her glasses rested on her nose. Once she introduced herself as his supervisor he was quickly led down another hallway to a briefing room where he sat down at a long metallic table. Another wave of nervous excitement rushed through him as he realized he would finally know why he was there.

The woman cleared her throat and stood in front of a giant projector screen. "Welcome to the Super Human Control Unit." She said in an authourative but friendly tone. "You have been chosen to be a part of this elite force, it is a great honor. Your job as a field agent will be to locate and either capture the individuals we consider as threats or terminate them because they are too dangerous. It is the goal in the SHCU to help rid the nation of these threatening individuals and protect the common people."

Tony tried to hide the shocked look on his face as he tried to comprehend the information. Without skipping a beat his boss continued.

"There was once a time when the government helped the super humans or novas. The NSA or the National Supers Agency, helped these people by ensuring their identities were a secret and protected them from many legal issues. They kept a detailed database of the supers that held the personal information of more than two thirds of this nation's Novas." She paused again and a slight look of annoyance or disgust appeared on her face. "Unfortunately when we realized these people were a menace instead of allies and the NSA was shut down, a majority of the files were either destroyed or hidden. Richard Dicker; the one responsible was nowhere to be found and despite our best efforts he still remains at large. The SHCU was put together so we can properly dispose of these individuals or gain more knowledge about them. Even though it has been years since the NSA fell apart we have still yet to uncover most of those files about the novas, but we have compiled a small database that holds the minimal information." Supervisor Chang placed a file in front of the agent.

He took the folder and held his future in his hands.

"Your mission is to find these individuals and either capture them or if necessary terminate them. You will have the recourses of the SHCU and many other agencies at your disposal to aid you in your assignments. I have heard a lot of great things about you and expect to see you accomplish great things. Welcome to the agency Special Agent Rydinger." She gave him a weak smile and a firm handshake before she got up to leave.

"Thank you, it's an honor to be here Ma'am." He said politely before heading off to his new office.

Once he was at his desk he could barely hold in his excitement as the unopened folder lay before him. Sure it was a lot to take in, knowing what his job was, but he was still giddy with anticipation. When he was young he was told that everybody had one chance at greatness, maybe this was his.

He took in one deep breath as the moment of truth arrived and opened the file. There wasn't much in there; just some notes and newspaper clippings. His target was Invisigirl. He recalled the one time he had actually saw the super heroine up close and personal. She was fighting some mole man with her family or something, he couldn't remember much.

In the back of the file there were a few photos, most of them were from papers or magazines but there was one that was different from the others.

It was blurry beyond belief and only showed streaks of black, red, orange, and surprisingly violet as the figure streamed across the Polaroid. He sat there staring at the photo for what seemed like an eternity, unable to peel his eyes off the page. He couldn't put his finger on it but there was something about this picture that seemed almost familiar to him. If only he could figure out what it was…

Well that's all for now folks, there's a storm where I live and the power's flickering a lot so that's all I could currently write, but expect more soon. Also I haven't had time to edit this to the fullest extent so just bear with me. Thanks to the reviewers that reviewed, you guys are awesome. REVIEW OR FACE THE WRATH OF THE ALMIGHTY HONEY BADGERS! (PLEASE REVIEWS INSPIRE ME TO WRITE QUICKLY)