almighty || aquaman

almighty || one

The morning sun shone through my large windows and the sheer part of my curtains. It is early in the morning, I could her my neighbours rushing out of their apartments to get to work. And me? well, I do my research if I'm not out and about capturing people— or things. Sometimes even killing them.

I don't work for anyone if that's what you're wondering. I do all of that by myself.

My money? I gave up my high paying job when my powers became uncontrollable and settled here, I have extra stored away if I have to move. I do have a job on the side to help me pay my bills and buy food but that's not important.

I sprawl my legs across the couch desperate for a comfortable position as I press the forward and backward button of the remote repeatedly. I set off days for myself whenever I could just so I could do the things I once loved when I wasn't like this— You know what I mean.

I've been looking for a good show to watch with an episode that they haven't repeated for the 20th time this week. Even the news showed nothing interesting but updates on the mourning of Superman's death.

I live on the busy area of the city, so busy that no one would suspect that i'm the girl who turns pale and shoots out ice that the news airs every time I do it.

Lady Cryo is my alter ego, I'm just a brown haired, tan skinned woman without or if I don't use my powers but my love for the cold is always there.

It all started when I had an extreme case called Hypothermia, it had a good effect on discovering my Metahuman ability despite it being one of the most agonizing experiences of my life.

The doorbell rang and shut me out of my thoughts, It's unusual for anyone to be at my door, It must be mail or whatever it may be.

I jump out of my couch and jogged towards the door, opening it with one quick twist.

That's not a delivery man, that's Bruce Wayne!

"Oh, hey! I hope it's not too cold for you but uh take a seat I guess." I tried to put on a confident smile on my face but it probably showed a nervous one.

"How much are your electrical bills?" He burred out of the cold, "I don't use the a.c. , it's just me." I let out a nervous laugh, pointing at myself.

My eyes look around my walls until I find the heater, "I'll turn on the heater for you."

I turn on the heater then my body generates it's own cold temperature. I can't stand warm atmospheres more so scorching ones.

"better?"
"better."

"Look, I know that you're Lady Cryo and that you are Cryokinetic as you've obviously stated moments ago." He starts, "We need to—" I cut him off before he could continue any further.

This is a one time chance, I may not get it again.

"I don't care, I'm in."

Bruce lets out a sigh of relief and smiles afterwards, "Thank you, I owe you alot."

"please call me Anastasia" I smiled, shaking his hand.

"I have to go now, thank you and i'll see you again tommorow Anastasia." he waves, "No problem, Bruce!"

As soon as he steps out of the door, I quickly turn off the heater as my body's temperature spreads out the entire loft making it ice cold once again. A satisfied sigh escapes my lips.

I take the stairs, completely forgetting about the television, well screw that!
I reach the upstairs where my bed and closet is.

I have a glass chamber where my suit is displayed along with a mannequin to keep it's shape. An intricate snowflake is engraved on the left lower side of the upper piece.

I press my hand over the glass as it scanned my distinct fingerprint, "Access Granted."

A hidden glass door opens as a cold breeze hits my face, I carefully take out the article off the mannequin, feeling it's texture as well as tracing the engraved snowflake with my thumb.

A smile made it's way to my face as I stared at my suit once more,

Lady Cryo is back in action.