Full summary: Crime in Jump City has been way down. As such, the Titans are enjoying a relaxing holiday from their usual stressing job. Then it begins to snow. The wierd thing is, the temperature of the day before was at 100 degrees! The Teen Titans are called on to discover who or what created the storm and why.
Disclaimer: Alas, the wonderful thing called Teen Titans is not mine.
Chapter 1: The First of the Blizzards
Rain cascaded down the window in sheets. The Teen Titans sat in front of the TV, tension and fear spread among them. They were watching a horror film, and the young girl was walking backwards- into the closet. A roar and a scream signaled her demise. Beast Boy sat, chewing his nails to stubs and shivering in horror. Raven watched with uncharacteristic rigid ness, her eyes wide and her hands clasped together tightly. Starfire was hiding her face in Robin's shirt, and he was clinging to the edge of the seat. Cyborg was getting some popcorn. This was the scariest movie that they had rented yet, and even Raven admitted it.
Just as lighting struck the roof of the haunted inn, lighting struck the tower. All power went out. Starfire screamed. The alarm, which happened to be battery powered, sent it's shrill notes into the tension-filled air. The Titans took a few minutes to recover from the shock and went to see what was wrong. As they traveled, they couldn't help but notice that the pounding rain gradually turned to thick, heavy snow that weighed down on their clothes and blinded their vision. They traveled on.
They had gone to the site of the crime, but there was no sign that anyone had ever been there. There had been no stealing, killings, kidnappings, or anything else that was against the law. Disappointed and soaked, the dejected Titans headed back to the tower. When they reached the lake, an icy wind started to blow fiercely, and with it came a huge blizzard. As quickly as possible, they rushed indoors… and just in time, for hail started to pound on the building right along with the snow. In two hours, the lake had frozen solid. Three hours after that, five feet of snow had built up. The city began to look like a ruin, for all power was out. No one except the insane went out into the tearing wind.
Unfortunately for them, the alarm kept ringing. There was never a hint of anything outside. Finally, the Titans resorted to turning off the alarm and attempting to go to sleep under piles and piles of blankets in the living room. None of them could catch drop off, however, as the wind howled around the tower, threatening to tear it down. The entire tower swayed to and fro, sending the Titans rushing to the lowest floor. Once in the basement, they huddled together for warmth, wrapping all of the blankets around them like a nest. At last, the exhausted Titans fell asleep amid thick blankets and concrete walls.
When they awoke, the wind had stopped.
"What a relief." Raven's voice was as flat as ever. The others nodded in silent agreement, and all trooped up to one of the higher levels to see if the power had come back during the night. Sunlight streamed through the window, and blue sky clearly showed. The snow was also up, in drifts, against it. One couldn't see the tops of most of the skyscrapers and buildings. It was as if the entire location had been moved above the Arctic Circle. Starfire looked around the room.
"Look, friends! The power has returned! Look, there!" and indeed, a clock flashed 12:00 on the kitchen counter. Beast Boy whooped and dashed over to the fridge, only to find that the contents were frozen to the interior. Starfire was inspecting the thin layer of frost on the couches, and Cyborg mourned his game system. Robin checked on all of his precious gear in his room. Raven drifted off.
She wandered the halls, wondering what had happened to cause such an outrageous storm. She passed the wide staircase leading up to the roof, and couldn't resist going up them. The doors opened easily, as the wind had swept all of the snow off of the roof. She gazed in appreciation at the gorgeous scenery that met her eyes.
Sparkling white drifts swept up and down over the lake, coming up to almost the cross of the tower. If it were strong enough Raven could easily take a walk right over the lake. That sounded rather pleasant, actually. She floated down to the surface of the snow, cautiously probing it for any signs of weakness. It was hard as rock. With that in mind, she set off across the glittery wonderland of mid-summer.
