Introduction
~Experiment 328B
I am different.
And I don't mean it in a metaphorical, soulful, personal way. I mean that I am individual. One of a kind. Solitary in almost every possible aspect.
Need proof? All you must do is break into Gotham's one-hundred and twenty-eighth lab, and search for Experiment 328B. You will find a picture of a humanoid female with white-blonde hair, ice blue eyes, and frost wrapping itself around her limbs. That experiment, that… thing that you will find… It is me. Let me tell you, I was not born. I was created. I was made for survival, not the heavy packed emotions that swirl around and within me every day. I wasn't equipped for remorse, for guilt, for anger, for hurt, for happiness even.
And least of all, for love.
That's why I was blown off my feet when he found me.
But before all that, before I was even growing accustomed to the real world, Freeze was the only man I knew. I remember mainly pain. Pain and discomfort.
