First story, wish me luck. Rated M as I plan for quite a bit of swearing and violence in upcoming chapters.
He woke with a start and looked around him, he was in a room made of nothing but ice for a second he didn't know where he was or what was going on but then he remembered he was Simon Petrikov, the Ice King. He was shocked to say the least, and slightly disturbed as he remembered everything he had done as the Ice King.
"What's going?" he wondered aloud "Why is my memory back?" He sat there for a moment trying to figure it out but eventually gave up and decided to think about what to do "I think for now" but got cut off by a splitting headache, one that was eerily familiar. "Oh no," he sat there expecting something to happen but when nothing did he relaxed again "I thought I was gonna lose my sanity again for a second there"
He was relieved that he was still in his right mind, but still slightly worried as another headache hit him. "I think I might not have much time before I lose my mind again." whatever the case he knew one thing for sure, he had to figure out what was going on and he knew just the person well people technically, to ask for help the only question was would they be willing to help him after what he had done as the Ice King. "Well only one way to find out." He decided as he got up and flew out the window.
How's that? Hope you liked it please leave a review and tell me anything I could do better. Ps I plan on making chapters longer from now on.