"It's snowing, Daddy. Where are you?"
He prowled through the blizzard, emotionless. He did not care if his large metal boots crushed the snow or a bone. All needed to feel his pain. They needed to understand.
"It's me, Nora. Daddy, where are you?"
They needed to understand his pain, his loss. His poor wife…his poor Nora…frozen forever…just like his heart.
"Did the blue metal man do this? Why did he do it, Daddy?"
Everyone was too happy. They persecute him because of his appearance and differences. They needed to understand…
"Why aren't you talking to me, Daddy? Why is your face so blue?"
...the loss, the agonizing pain, the deperate longing to do the impossible. To bring her back…to warm his heart again. He stopped in the middle of the frozen room. He could hear the constant humming of his suit, but also a familiar sound. The sound of someone sobbing. He walked towards it.
A young girl was hunched over the body of a dead man. Her hair was a pale blonde and hung off of her hair like icicles. She cried softly, "Daddy…w-wake up…p-please." She understood. He aimed his gun, fired, and left.
Mr. Freeze's act of mercy stood in the room. A crystallized girl with frozen tears.
EXPLANATIONS:
-I didn't go into detail about Mr. Freeze freezing the girl because it's a normal action for him. It'd be like describing how a Transformer turns into a vehicle. They just do it.
-I may or may not adopt that little girl as a character. Who knows, maybe Batman saved her in time...
-I need ideas for one of these on the Joker.
-If you understand why I had Mr. Freeze tromping around a room, freezing people, you'll understand why his freezing of the girl is an act of mercy.