The Origins Trilogy

Chapter 20

Frost and I cautiously approached the outskirts of the Gotham City mall, it was, for the most part, surrounded, with parents and onlookers watching intently as the police tried to approach the entrance.

We knew we had to get inside, but trying to get past the crowd, looking the way we did with powers we barely understood how to use, would not have been the most opportune thing for either of us to do, so we tried our best to stay in the shadows.

I told Harley to stay at my house, for now, the last thing we needed was a sane Harley in a situation that was very much so his and the Joker's style. We didn't understand exactly how this whole power switching thing worked, but we did know that since we were the only two people that were somewhat in control of their actions, we were the only ones able to go after Feline.

From the looks of it, The Bat wasn't here yet, so we still had time. Feline quite possibly blocked off the entrances and being that he had hostages that he was using as bait for The Bat, no one would dare come inside. They were all waiting, but we didn't have time for that.

Frost and I made our way around the crowd, to the back of the building, we saw the two police cars, trying to get in through the back entrance, we counted about four police officers and we hid behind a few bushes that surrounded the back of the mall. I looked to Frost who looked at me nervously,

"Okay, remember what I said, focus on staying calm, cool, and collected. They react to your emotions, keep them settled and focus, we have to keep them inconspicuous," I whisper to Frost, who nods trying to still himself.

We both take in a deep breath and places his hand on the soil by the bush, I watch as the vines slowly rise from the ground and slither their way across to the pavement, underneath the car, sliding onto the tires and up to the headlights right next to the four policemen. I watch as they bud a few gray roses and I turn to Frost,

"Think of sleep, and how it makes you feel, the yawning, the drowsiness, and project that feeling into the roses," I instruct, Frost nods, and takes in a deep breath, holding it as I'd shown him before we'd gotten here and released it slowly, the roses mirroring the actions, releasing the chloroform into the air around the policemen.

Before they could react or use their radios they'd already fallen to the ground, completely unconscious. Frost pulled his hands up and I smiled,

"Not bad," I said, and he smiled as we quickly made our way over to the double-bolted door entrance and I placed my hands on the doorknob,

"Okay, now it's your turn," he says, and I close my eyes and focus on the handle in front of me, feeling my hands mist over and my irises glow white, the handle froze over and I could see the ice, slowly spreading from the door handle to the rest of it, but it was traveling a little too slowly,

"Remember, this is metal, specifically steel, which requires a freezing point of at least 2500 degrees Fahrenheit, but in order for it to freeze to the point of shattering you need it at about another hundred to two hundred degrees colder.

I may not be able to feel things like love, but I do get pissed, and that's what drives my power, remember, more anger, more ice, so in other words, get furious," he tells me and I grip onto the handle tighter and think of my emotions.

All the things that anger me, and the main thing that came to mind was the state of the world's ecosystem, how humans consistently destroy the planet and exhaust all our natural resources, and at that point I could see the ice moving more quickly.

Then I thought of Harley, how he left me all those years ago, how lonely I felt, that made me even more upset. I may have forgiven him but that didn't change the heartache of the past and that was what I needed to break this door, down, I watched and the door was almost completely frozen but I could feel that it was nowhere near shattering so I went deeper,