---Here's the rewritten version of that Emma Frost POV scene, maintaining her elegance and superiority, but adjusting all internal references so that she only knows Garou as "Mr. White", never by the name Garou.
POV: Emma Frost
Summary: As New York falls into chaos, Emma Frost retreats to a quiet S.H.I.E.L.D. observation deck, not out of fear—but curiosity. She pulls White's classified file again, looking for any weakness. Instead, she finds a heavily redacted cross-reference with a cosmic "asset" S.H.I.E.L.D. refuses to name—someone who once tried to intercept White before he arrived. Emma begins to realize White may not be an accident… but a convergence point.
Emma hated panic.
She didn't mind chaos—that could be artful—but raw, stupid panic? Pointless. Sloppy. Loud.
The kind she was watching now from behind a tinted wall of reinforced glass: helicopters spiraling, Chitauri swarming, people running in every direction like ants before a boot.
Emma Frost sipped her wine.
They'd offered her a seat on one of the evacuation birds. She laughed in the agent's face. "Darling, if New York burns, I plan to watch it from the top floor with a chilled glass and an insult ready."
Now she stood alone in S.H.I.E.L.D.'s East Wing substation, half-buried beneath Avengers Tower, lit only by emergency power and flickering monitors. No one had the courage to remove her. Not yet.
She pulled up the file again.
Subject: White.
No full name. No homeworld. No birth certificate or incident report. Just the nickname—a placeholder designation whispered by agents too afraid to ask more.
The biometric data was updating in real time.
Heart rate? Slower than resting.
Cortisol levels? Dropping.
Muscle response? Spiking.
He wasn't reacting to stress.
He was tuning to it.
Emma narrowed her eyes. "Of course you are."
She tapped through field logs—curated blurbs from Steve, medical concerns from Bruce, unreadable psychological comments from Romanoff. But one new section caught her eye—recently decrypted.
TOP CLEARANCE – INTERSECTED FILE: EXOBIO-CLASS ENTITY 002B
Status: Redacted
Name: Unknown
S.H.I.E.L.D. Tag: PHOTON
Emma's lips parted slightly.
She tapped again.
Redacted.
She slid sideways, flicking through buried logs and emergency channels. "Come now, Nicholas. You really think I haven't already seen what's in your nightmares?"
More redactions.
But one note slipped through:
PHOTON encountered hostile energy signature near lunar orbit three months prior to atmospheric breach. Contact failed. Subject entered alternate descent vector.
She froze.
"Atmospheric breach…"
The timestamp matched the exact night they found him frozen in the Arctic. The body. The second anomaly.
"Someone tried to intercept him," she said aloud. "Before he landed."
Emma stared at the screen.
So there had been an attempt—someone strong enough, fast enough, cosmic enough—to make S.H.I.E.L.D. bury her under a codename and a blackout file.
And still… she failed.
Whatever Mr. White was, he wasn't a fluke.
He was an event.
Emma closed the file. The monitor dimmed, and her reflection swam into view—composed, flawless, lethal.
And for the first time in years… she didn't feel like the most dangerous thing in the room.