Well Fu-

Old Habits Die Hard

You laid there, shivering at the cold that washed over you in that moment. Thankfully, the sword managed to stop any ice from reaching your body, with only a bit being around the wrist you used to hold the weapon.

As you breathed, you could visibly see your breath in front of you, which did nothing to help reassure you that you were going to be alright.

Despite the stolen sword blocking most of the attack, frost had still settled on your suit full of tears and marks, making you feel almost heavy.

'This isn't going to work'

Even though you hadn't taken the brunt of the blast, the fact you were hit point blank with a beam of ice that blasted out at speeds similar to a gun caused many issues. In fact, if you were a normal person, you'd probably already be experiencing frostbite.

You could feel your hands growing colder and colder, so much so that you almost couldn't feel them, so much so that you didn't even attempt to move from your sprawled out position.

'I'm gonna get frostbite at this rate'

If you lost your hands, it was over. By that point your life and goals, especially with a bounty on your head, would simply go from almost unattainable to impossible.

In an attempt to stop this, you tried to move, but the cold that had seeped into your body hindered your movement so greatly, that it was more like a twitch.

As you laid there, you hesitated at the choice you had. You knew a way out of this, but it would be against everything you stood for.

'It's not just me. I can't be selfish with Static fighting by himself' You reasoned, or maybe, that was just the excuse you were using to justify yourself?

Pushing away all doubt, you narrowed your eyes before closing them.

You could feel a mental block in your mind, one that seemed to stop you from making the choice you were about to make. You would know, you put that block there yourself.

After a few moments of struggling, you allowed that block to crumble away as you let out a gasp of air. And some seconds later, your heartbeat began to pick up considerably.

Allowing his gloved hand to fall to his side, Freeze began to walk towards the hole in the wall where you stayed, stepping on the ice that covered the ground stretching from your previous position to your current one.

No one stood in his way. Instead, most of guards either had an excited or awe-stricken look on their face, marvelling at the power that was just displayed by their Lord.

"Leave, if you stay, you'll soon die" Was all he had to say to his butlers, before they all bolted for the elevators and stairs.

With the room emptying out, Freeze continued his walk. But, for some reason, Freeze stopped in his tracks, and turned his head halfway.

"And, what are you planning on doing with that?" He questioned.

His eyes were on Rose, who was crouched down with both her hands gripping her sword, the one that was blown out of your hands from the initial blast.

She stared at him with a look of defiance. "Are you going to kill him?"

Freeze stared at her for a few moments before responding.