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Sam was a saint. First time for everything, he smirked silently into his bread that found the toaster. Pressing it down, ”Been called a lot of things. First time I heard that.” he then laughed, ”That sounds more my speed.” he added. So she was the English teacher. ”Me a heart throb?” he gave a bashful hand wave and flipped his eggs onto a plate.

”Wings would be cool.” Sam nodded his head as he grabbed the popped toast and sat across the counter from the woman eating ice cream. Leaning on the counter he made a egg sandwich between the two pieces of toast. He took a swig from the OJ carton and shrugged. ”I haven’t been drinking excessively if that’s what you mean.” he answered truthfully. Sam also was making it clear he didn’t approve of his older self.

”I like my choice in staying at the mansion so far. Gives me some opportunities to figure out what I’m gonna do next.” Sam said as he took a bite and washed it down, ”Danger Room. Awesome. Company, also awesome. Everyone seems really nice. Which is weird to me.” he set his plate down and then held the carton of OJ looking at it, ”Nice but weird.”

The icemancer didn’t respond with a verbal communication when he felt the hand on the shoulder instead he shrugged it off. Gawain was too familiar with him, at least too familiar with him. Maybe older, drunk Sam was cool with it but it felt weird when people were overly nice to him. It made him think he was about to get a knife in the back.

”Okay… not the weirdest thing to happen to me.” his nostrils flared again as he shifted his gaze to the reflection walker. ”I believe it.” Sam said with a slight shrug. Maybe he should have been more skeptical but it was his life so if it could happen, it probably happened to him.

”Alright, so maybe not a black eye.” he paused only to add ”Or eyes.” it was then he corrected the reflection walker. ”Knew. Best people you knew.” he shook his head, ”Look man, as surprising as it is that I found somewhere to settle and more surprising I have friends that don’t try to kill me. I’m not him.” Sam said as he pointed to the screen ”I’m not sure I want to be.” he then answered, ”and I’m not sure. What am I supposed to do now?”

After the kick Sam looked back to the other two goon. Instead he found one followed by another who quickly went up a wall. Sam didn’t quite understand the situation until the Minotaur looking mutant grabbed Sam by the foot that kicked him and gave him a hard yank. Sam dropped with a loud thud. Ice forming on his head to soften the fall. ”Don’t want to stay down?” Sam asked as he tried to break free lying on the ground. He only managed to kick the hand that was holding his leg.

“Like I said, you put my brother away. Younger brother.” Sam kicked again this time breaking free. ”I probably did it for a good reason I’m sure.” he jumped up and back dodging another grab from the minotaur. ”But feel free to argue.” it was then Sam attention of the other guy who was now by himself. The younger and more inexperienced ice mutant shifted his eyes about then had to avert them to the big guy launching a trash can at him. Sam ducked as it went where his head was a second ago.

”Close one.” he taunted as he finally spotted the frame of a woman on the wall of a building. Sam’s mind instantly assumed there were four people cornering the woman he just freed. This one seemed to be helping her friends, in a bright attention grabbing costume. Wait was she a vigilante? Was this a team up? He had to stop thinking about it as another trash can full of trash pegged him hard into a dumpster. Both of which let out a loud thud. Again grateful for ice he let out a grunt, ”I didn’t hear no bell.” he pushed himself up from both trash and dumpster his body now coated in ice.

Her fist connected with his chest however it probably wasn’t the target she was aiming for. Ice started to get denser in more vulnerable places the chest for starters. Even since he got hit with the first blast he wanted to make sure he wasn’t going to be tossed like a rag doll again.

The knee was nice counter on her part as well however if she was attacking him that meant she wasn’t phasing and if that was the case. When she brought her knee up Sam stepped into it reducing the damage and creating an opportunity one he wouldn’t speak of unless it was brought up. He reached for her back pocket where he was sure his wallet was. Nothing.

He pushed himself back from her and got back into a stance,”You see your loss then, everyone needs a little personal growth in their lives.” Sam said taking the rose and throwing it at her stem first. The stem was sharp and with enough force behind it to puncture the skin if she decided not to phase through it.

”Well hell if you started with that I would have given you my wallet.” Sam said somewhat flattered. ”Is that why you were trying to get my attention? I can be pretty warm when I need to be.” Sam said with a smirk as more snow fell around them.

There were a lot of things that young Sam didn’t like about older Sam. He seemed to be a dumb drunk with a hero complex. Considering everything Sam had done so far in his life he didn’t understand why in the ten years he lived at the mansion he suddenly wanted to be a hero. That being said he understood the motives of being a vigilante at least in his mind he did.

”Funny, I’m used to hearing no from women. When that happens I usually get the hint.” Sam said as he dropped down a fire escape into a back alley. When he landed he let out a small grunt making sure to remember to cover his body in ice if he jumped from that high again. ”Seemed so much cooler in my head.” he grumbled.

It was mere chance that he happened onto this situation, he had been reading some of the logs his older self left behind and vigilante work seemed to be pretty common for him. Vigilantes didn’t often work with the law and if he decided to go a little hard and play extra rough, he had a lot of anger issues to get out. ”Once again,” Sam limped forward ice covering his legs stopping the pain. ”Lady leave, dudes… you are in for a treat.” the woman ran past the three men and then Sam tears running down her face. ”You’re so ****ed.”

All three men laughed in response one was an obvious mutant with big horns and a lower torso like a bull. The other two just started insulting him. “Hey, I heard he got younger. How much credit you think we are gonna get for beating the tar out of Cold Steel.” The other two started to laugh, “More like snowball.” Sam frowned. He was getting it from all sides.

”Well, got a couple hundred in my wallet if that sweetens the deal.” Sam lied, ”Did I beat you guys up before?” Sam asked mockingly.

The bull dude took the bait, “No but you locked my brother up.” He charged Sam and slide on some recently formed ice and smacked into a dumpster head first. ”Well… if he is dumb as you I could see it.” Sam said kicking the bull man in the ribs.

”You know.” Sam said turning his head as the ball of green appeared next to him. ”Dancing happens to be a specialty of mine.” he slammed his foot on the ground causing a pilliar of ice to launch the bomb skyward. Even if he was younger he still had a decent reaction time even if he didn’t have full control of older Sam’s nifty thermal sense. Something told him it wouldn’t have worked well on her anyways. When she passed through him all he felt was a chill of unease.

With the bob exploding overhead Sam closed the distance between the two he threw a series of punches making sure not to hurt the woman to bad if he made contact. Even if she was trying to blow him up he felt that this woman still didn’t deserve to die. ”You know.” Sam said as he threw another punch and prepped up a guard to mock hers (which in his opinion wasn’t bad) she just made it clear she had seen some fights. ”People keep saying that and I don’t know why I stayed there. Maybe I was trying to be a better person.” Sam shrugged taking a step back and changing his stance.

”But you see you caught me at a weird time. I’m more focused on surviving than being a better person. If I got to kill you then I will.” the air around them got colder as he placed his bluff followed with two snaps of his fingers as a rose of ice formed in his mouth. ”Ole.”

The hug was unexpected in fact when she went forward and wrapped her arm around him he first thought she was going to attack him. His body tensed up and relaxed a little when he felt himself pulled into a hug. It was kind of comforting to have someone relate to him. Apparently Ami went through the same thing. He shrugged when the hug ended pretending that it didn’t shake him that much.

”Not, really much of a talker.” Sam said as he shook his head and sighed a little. She was still probably pretty drunk, which meant she was more than likely to forget this conversation entirely. ”I’m getting tired of being compared to how great I was. People won’t shut up about it. I’m not him. I might be but I don’t’ really want to be him.” he frowned after he blurted out his thoughts on the matter.

”No problem. If nothing else I’m at least good at manual labor an making ice packs right?” Sam laughed slightly. ”Do you remember everything?” Sam asked curiously. He knew it was different for others. They retained some memories but he, Sam couldn’t recall anything.