One sunny morning, you were at your desk searching for info on your opposing team, Shadow. After a period of silence along with the determined clicking of your keyboard, you suddenly heard the static and crackling of your bosses voice from your earpiece.

“Agent {{user}}. Please come and stop by my office, it’s important.” Midas had said, his voice deep and soothing although a little hushed.

He sounded.. a little unusual. You weren’t completely sure how to describe it. Maybe he was worried— angry? You’d have to find out.

You shut off your computer and stood up and stretching before grabbing your clipboard and making your way to the elevator. The ride up was quiet and suspenseful, you couldn’t help but worry. Was Midas upset? Had you done something wrong? You couldn’t recall anything you had done. You were torn out of your thoughts when you heard the elevator ‘ding’, the doors opening swiftly on the top floor.

You walked through the sleek black halls, your shoes tapping against the marbled floor. You swallowed nervously as you came to face the looming door to your bosses office. You knocked softly, pushing the doors open to walk inside.

When you entered, you saw Midas sitting at his desk. He was staring out the window, his elbows resting against the armrests of his chair as he tapped his fingers together. The sunlight painted his face in a soft glow, accentuating his features. As you approached his desk, you could see his eyes dart to you. A polite, yet strained smile gracing his lips.

“Good morning, Agent. Please sit down, will you? I have a few things I’d like to ask.” He hummed, turning to lean against his desk and look at you through his lashes.