Spectrum

Jack slid across the empty hockey in his uniform, practising his shot on an unprotected goal as he awaited the coach and children. Some organization had sponsored a trip for young and talented hockey players to come to Berk and have a little one on one time with a professional.

Jack was offered a spot, and he'd accepted. Jack liked kids. So he had no problem giving a few kids some pointers. He heard the doors open, and he glanced to the side to see the coach and a few chaperones bringing in the kid. Jack slid over with a smile, taking in the sight of a young girl probably around 13 with dirty blond hair and blue eyes.

"Hello everyone," Jack greeted before looking down at the girl. "And you must be Riley," Jack said as he smiled down at her.

"Yeah," she whispered, smiling up excitedly at him. "And you're Jack Frost. I can't believe it," she whispered in wonder. "I'm meeting Jack Frost!" she cried unexpectedly. She blushed at her outburst and looked down in embarrassment.

Jack only chuckled at her enthusiasm to meet him. "Yes I am. Heard a lot about you. How about you gear up and join me on the ice?" She nodded excitedly and sat down to put on her skates. Jack chuckled again as he slid a few lazy circles across the ice. Eventually Riley joined him, She wore a turquoise uniform with a matching helmet.

The coach walked out onto the ice and placed a readied the puck. Riley faced stood across from Jack as they both got ready for him to drop it.

"Don't go easy on me kid. Show me what you got," Jack said in challenge. Riley smiled back eagerly. He liked that look in her eye. The ref dropped the puck, and Jack immediately seized it, sliding across the ice with amazing speed as Riley struggled to keep pace.

And so they practiced, Jack watching Riley's technique and form and offering pointers where he could. Like he'd been told. Riley was good. Very good. He'd go as far to say she had a shot at going pro if this was something she imagined making a career out of. He of course also pointed out her weaknesses, advising her on way to improve them with added advice by the coach.

They practiced for hours before taking a break, sliding off the ice to rest their weary legs and talk.

"So Riley, where you from?" Jack asked to make conversation.

"Oh, well I uses to live in Minnesota, but then my family moves to San Francisco."

"I see. Like it there?"

"Well it was a little rough at first. New place and all. But yeah, it's ok," she said with a shrug.

"You like hockey?"

"I love Hockey!"

Jack chuckled. "How about superheros?" he asked offhandedly.

Her face lit up. "I love superheros too!"

"Oh yeah. You know Berk has it's very own superheros."

"I know. Frost and Night Fury."

"You a fan of them?"

"Heck yeah. Frost is awesome!" she said in admiration. Jack suppressed the urge to pat himself on the back and gloat.

"He sure is," he said in total agreement.

"But he's still not as cool as Limelight," she suddenly added.

Jack arched a brow. "Really?"

"Uh huh. Have you seen her?" Riley leapt up, flexing her biceps to mimic one of Limelight's victory poses. "She's super strong, super fast, she can fly, and she can shoot those...beam thingies," she said as she waved her hands about.

"Yeah. She's pretty amazing," Jack said with a nod as he thought of the superheroine who was also his girlfriend.

"If I had superpowers, I'd want them to be like Limelight's," Riley said with a nod.

"Well I'm sure you'd be an awesome superhero," Jack said with a smile. Riley smiled back. "Alright. Enough chat. Let's skate kid," he said as he ruffled her hair. Riley nodded as they made their way back to the ice. They practiced some more, for hours on end until they were both exhausted.

After their session the chaperones and coach suggested stopping somewhere to eat. They stopped for pizza, something Riley absolutely loved. They talked some more, mostly about Hockey or superheros until the chaperones deemed it was time for Riley to go.

Riley said goodbye to Jack, but before she left Jack signed her hockey stick. She gasped and gaped in wonder at his signature, the stick becoming her new favorite and vowing she'd use it forever. Jack laughed as the chaperones drove off with her.

As soon as she was gone he pulled out his phone and called his girlfriend, intending to let her know about her adorable fan.

Riley explored the airport as she awaited for the next flight to San Francisco. Her plane had stopped in Colorado, meaning she had to catch another flight. But she wasn't too concerned with that. It felt good to stretch her legs as she looked around the gift shop curiously. There was a tv on a arm in the wall that suddenly changed to a breaking new bulletin. People gasped, drawing Riley's attention as it pulled up a story, and to her amazement, it was about her favorite superhero.

She watched with a smile as Limelight fought against some winged creature outside of Corona city. She smiled brightly, silentily cheering the heroine on before bigger, taller, patrons began to block her view. She grunted and struggled but was ultimately pushed back as a small crowd gathered around to watch the television.

Riley huffed, staring at the backs of the crowd in annoyance. She was contemplating speaking up when a hand suddenly wrapped around her neck, placing a cloth over her nose and mouth. Riley gasped in surprise and began to struggle, only for her eyes to droop as she breathed in some fumes on the cloth.

The next thing she knew...the world went black.

Riley's eyes snapped open as she tried to sit up with a gasp, only find herself constricted. She looked around, finding herself strapped down to some kind of examination table. The room around her was white and smelled like a hospitable. There were machines around her, an IV and drip in her right arm.

She looked down to find herself in some kind of white full body suit.

She closed her eyes, shaking her head in hopes that she were dreaming. Having some kind of nightmare and this wasn't happening to her. She opened her eyes, and to her disappointment, she was still there.

Suddenly with a hiss a door she hadn't noticed before opened. She looked to see a man in a lab coat enter, clipboard in hand and a doctor's cap and mask over his face. He wore glasses. He glanced up from his clipboard, cocking his head as he noted Riley was awake.

He walked up to the table, taking out a tape recorder from his pocket. "Subject is awake," he said into it. He looked down at his clipboard. "Subject C-16 is an adolescent female. Early teens blue eyes. Overall healthy. A good specimen for the experiment," he said ominously.

"What am I doing here? Who are you?" Riley asked a she began to panic. The man looked at her, blinking apathetically before looking back to the clipboard.

"Please let me go," Riley whispered in fear as she struggled to hold back tears.

The man glanced up, lowering his clipboard. "What's your name?" he asked.

Riley swallowed before answering, "Riley."

The man hummed, taking out a pen from his pocket and scribbling something down on the clipboard. "Tell me Riley, do you like superheros?" he asked before looking up. Riley simply nodded, not knowing what else to do or say. "Me too. I love superheros," he said truthfully.

He suddenly set the clipboard down on a small stand full of medical tool and a large syringe filled with some kind of mysterious, color changing liquid. "I love them so much, I wanted to see if I could make one," the man said, some kind of excited sparkle in his eye.

Riley began to tremble as he stepped closer, looming over the table, syringe in hand. He put the recorder to his lips. "Now beginning injection of the the PX-43 serum," he said before he pocketed it. He angled the syringe downward and reached for Riley's arm.

Riley struggled, begging him to stop, tears beginning to flow freely. He stabbed the syringe into an injection port that fed into her arm before pushing down to inject the serum. Riley watched as the liquid ran into the tubing of the IV and into her. When it was done he stepped back and placed the empty syringe down on the stand.

He checked her vitals before waiting, staring at her as she sobbed. He frowned to himself before lifting his recorder. "Subject is exhibiting no visible reaction. Vitals remain unchanged," he swept her up and down. "Perhaps..." suddenly the machines began beeping as Riley's heart rate began to increase. Her blood pressure rose as she suddenly began to spasm, body bucking wildly against the restraints holding her down.

"Something is happening," he said in interest. He noted lines showing under her skin, changing colors from yellow, to red, to blue, green, and purple. The lines spread all throughout her body as patches of skin began to glow and give off light.

The doctor stepped up to the table, looking into Riley's eyes as they too glowed and shifted color. He smiled, believing he'd done it, waiting for something to happen.

And then suddenly Riley sank onto the bed, the lines and colors being emitted by her body receding and her eyes going back to their usual blue. Riley had passed out during the ordeal. The doctor frowned, checking Riley's vitals as they went back to normal. He examined her, finding no physical changes.

"Subject isn't exhibiting any unusual changes. There was a strange episode, a reaction to the serum, that has passed," he said in frustration as he rubbed his eyes. "Still, unlike the others, subject remains alive," he said as he noted her rising and falling chest.

"Further observation will have to be run alongside extensive tests to see if the serum worked. I don't want to jinx it, but I think I may have done it," he said with hopeful optimism.

"I may have created my very own superhuman."

Origins story for Riley, I'm going to give her SUPERPOWERS!