Re: Cold As Ice

[DC-Lover]

As she stepped closer to Tech and his mysterious companion, she felt a sudden uneasy feeling come over her. As if taking any further steps would result in some sort of disaster. Tech didn’t seem the type of person to ever smile. He always acted so anti-social, staring at his computer screen for hours and never moving even to get a glass of water. She had only known him for less than a day, but from the moment she saw him sit in front of the screen she knew he wasn’t the social type. She came to the conclusion the fact he was smiling to this stranger meant that they either knew each other very well, or he had said something that Tech had found so idiotic it was amusing. Ice had known people like Tech her whole life, Intellectuals who had little time for people who didn’t have time for those of lesser intelligence than their own. They didn’t like society as it was and kept to themselves and on occasions decided to come down from their clouds for a moment and mingle with the common folk. Ice was surprised to see Raven wasn’t around to ridicule her on the job she did that day. She knew he would compare her fluke to his triumph when he finally did show his face, so she enjoyed the calm before the tool either woke up or came home. She stretched her arms out and smiled as she walked towards her room.
“Where are you going?”She heard a voice from behind her ask.
Tech’s friend has asked her and began walking towards her. His interest in Ice made her feel a little awkward. He was talking about her as if she was a toy, or something.
“So is this the new one Tech?” He said in a surprised yet questioning tone.
Tech didn’t answer. Ice could feel the man’s gaze go up and down her body, and it made her uncomfortable.
“Let me look at you.” he said staring at her in a way that made he feel like a lab rat.
“Ok I am officially weirded the Hell out. Tech whose the Geek that’s checking my ass out and is about to get a broken nose?” Ice said to Tech.
“That is Jerry Robinson, He’s my tech guy and occasionally Techs support.” A voice from the shadows said as a beautiful woman stepped out.
“I’m Fox, pleasure to meet you” She said as she stepped closer to Ice.
“I’m Ice. And it’s great to see Tech isn’t only interested in male heroes.” Ice said as she looked the woman up and down.
“Oh honey I’m no hero. I’m a thief.” She said in a calm manner.
“The hero game is kinda a rare thing for me to be involved in. But I just can’t say no when Tech-y Pie, over there, needs my or Jerry’s help with something. It’s so cute to hear him say please” She said in a mocking manner towards Tech.
“Techy Pie?” Ice said smiling towards the already at work Tech.
“I don’t want the nickname…I didn’t ask for it…and I won’t respond to it” Tech said as cold as ever.
Ice suddenly felt relaxed around this woman, it was nice not being the only woman in the base and she was some eye candy ice could stare at while Tech talked.
“Any other visitors I should know about?” Ice said to Tech.
“A few more should be arriving sometime later, but don’t expect the best of the best yet.” Tech said to Ice as he started typing on to his screen.
“While the boys are playing their games why don’t we get to know one another hmm?” She said as she walked towards the empty quarters and gestured towards Ice to follow.

Baxter Hall drove down the street fast as his car could take him. His partner messed up, if he didn’t act like such a hot shot he wouldn’t have gotten that slug in his brain now would he? It was a simple order. Don’t let him out of your sight. But nooooooooo, he had to go commando on the clerk’s ass. That was why he was dead and Baxter was still alive with all the money. It worked out for the best. Baxter now had enough money to get his fix for months and none could stop him. It was as if Santa Clause had come early and decided to give it all to him. All of a sudden he lost control of his car and hit the lamppost. He shouted as he stepped out of the car. He saw the rubber on the wheels had been melted at the front and ripped apart at the back. Two men dropped down in front of him and started walking towards him. He quickly drew his gun and fired, it hit one of them and they flew back to the ground. The other one, however, did not slow done or speed up his advance. The death of his friend apparently did not faze him what so ever. Baxter was just about ready to shoot the advancing survivor when he saw the other one get up. He got up as if he’d just been tripped by his friend. Before he had time to think about it, he was thrown across the street by one of the strangers.
“What the Hell are you sons of Bi-*LACK*” his sentence was soon cut short by the boot planted on his Bulbous stomach.
“Omega is it really necessary to cut him off?” One of the men said to the one whose boot had found a new home in Baxter’s stomach.
“Why not? He’s a damn criminal. He doesn’t deserve the right to speak. In fact I could break his jaw if I wanted to.” The man said as it finally hit Baxter who these men were.
“ALPHA AND OMEGA!” Baxter said trying to lift Omegas Foot off him.
“Oh he knows our names. Cute.” Omega said as he punched Baxter in the face.
Baxter’s last thought was how much that fist flying towards his face would hurt.