My name is Caitlyn Snow. Up until a few months ago i was a scientist at STAR labs, at outpost 72. It was there that I was betrayed. I was locked inside the machine they were working on. In a fruitless attempt to turn it off, I opened the coolant, but instead of powering off the machine, it ended up fuzing me with the coolant. I don't know how, yet, but i intend to. My colleagues probably could have figured it out, but i didn't give them that option. I killed them. I killed all of them. I had a hunger, for heat. A heat that i could no longer produce. When the coolant had fused with me, i gained the power to freeze even the water in the air itself, but with it, i gained this curse. I cannot survive for much longer, i need help.

Philadelphia, pa

It was a blistering eighty six degree day. People were strolling past in shorts and skirts, sunglasses and sunhats. Among all these people stood a strange soul. The oddity of the crowd. She was called by many names, the eskimo, the icicle, some even called her the abominable snowman of pennsylvania, but it didn't matter. She could barely hear it over her seven layers of clothes. Even in the daylight sun as others around her were sweating, she shivered. She walked over to the convenience store on the side of the road. She was shaking the whole way there. When she walked in the store, she could feel the heat wash over her, just for a moment though. Then as soon as she felt it's soothing relief, it disappeared.

"You here to fix the A/C.." the cerk yelled from behind the counter. When he saw her, he stopped. "...sorry, i thought you were someone else."

"It's-s ff-ine," she stuttered back.

"You're not from around here are you?"

"W-why do you as-sk?"

He looked at her and pointed at her coat and said, "well first thing's, i don't often see people dressed like that at this time of year"

"Oh, i get that a lot"

"Do you want something better to wear out there.."

She immediately interrupted, " actually, do you have any hot hands?"

"Hot hands? Yeah, right behind there actually," pointing to a shelf right behind her.

She looked behind her, and her eyes widened, she saw about fifteen hot hands on the shelf. She immediately grabbed all of them, and dropped them on the counter. She then went to give the clerk a few twenty dollar bills, when he said, "Actually.."

"What?" she questioned, "the sign says three fifty each."

"Yeah, i know, but you're the first person to buy those in a long time," he then looked outside at the heat radiating off the road," for obvious reasons". "So just for you, you can have all of them for fifteen."

"Really?"

"Yeah, also what's your name, i'd like to tell the other clerks so they can do the same."

"Uhh..," she hesitated, what if he called the police. She was already on the run, the police had found two bodies frozen to death in the same alley. About fifteen more that were still missing to them, but they were already onto her. But, he didn't seem like he would. "Caitlynn Snow," she finally answered.

"Thank you, I'll be sure to let them know."

He handed her the bags brimming with hot hands, and she hurried out of the store. She then walked into an alley next to the store. She immediately began emptying her pockets of the use hand warmers, and then began opening the ones she just purchased. Halfway through inserting the new ones back into her pocket she heard a large clunk. She then creeped over to the other side of the dumpster. She froze, she had forgotten she had been there before. So was the man who lied in front of her. Or at least he was a man, now he was just a thawing corpse. Blue lips, eyes still half frozen looking up right at her. She had to leave, right now. She couldn't be caught with her latest victim. She immediately sprinted out of the alley and across the street, nearly getting hit by a car along the way.

She was about a block away when she heard a scream. "Looks like they found another one", she thought aloud. She then glanced around. No one else was around, her secret was safe, for now.

She knew what happened to all of them, she happened. No one who saw her knew her, or at least not by name. The news had a more familiar name to them, killer frost. A nickname so lovingly coined by the voice of philadelphia on their most recent paper, it was almost a household name there. No one had seen any crime like it and people were terrified. Up until that point, she had hidden the corpses fairly well, but after long stretches of having nothing to eat, she could barely think clearly. These last three she had almost gotten caught, but barely got away, leaving her victims slumped on the ground, in open view. She was drawing too much attention, but she had no choice. She tried to change, she was trying to turn over a new snowflake, per se, but each attempt always failed. Her hunger would grow out of control, and the next passerby would see her cold reality.

She was almost home when she saw the strangest thing. There was a van sitting across the road, a dark van with no windows. The windshield was darkened and almost impossible to see through. Although she could just make out one body, she couldn't see who it was. After a few minutes of staring the headlights lit up. She tensed up, and prepared. But almost a second later they drove off. She had no doubt about it, star labs was onto her. She was wondering why the police had not taken her in for questioning yet, but if they were involved, then they could absolutely prevent police intervention. If they were here, then they were closing in fast. There wasn't much time left, and she would have to leave. She walked to the back of her home, well, it was more of an abandoned factory than a home, but to her it was home. She walked to the wall she had sealed, but she noticed something was wrong. The door should have still been frozen shut, but it was broken. Not only had they found her, but they invaded her home.

She walked in and saw that nothing else had been touched. There was a vat nearby, and it was still warm. When they abandoned this place, they had forgotten to shut off the vats, and they were still very warm. Without the coolants that usually surround them, the factory was sweltering. It was now heating up to almost two hundred degrees, but to caitlyn it felt more like twenty two. There was another place downtown just like it, but not quite as warm. She was planning on moving there in a few days, but she would have to make that tonight. With these tight constraints, she could only grab a few things, so she grabbed her laptop with all of her work on a cure. There was also a cure prototype, but it was in its early stages, and although it permanently unfroze the cells it came into contact with, after a few moments, they would die. It needed more work, but she was in no state to keep working on it. She couldn't keep her mind on anything other than her need to feed, and her work was suffering.

Snow had placed both of them in a briefcase and looked around to see if there was anything else she needed. That's when she heard a strange beeping. It was too late, they weren't about to set a trap, they had already set it. She bolted for the door, hand on the handle, but the trap then burst. An electrical pulse surged throughout the building, and snow could feel weak, even weaker than usual. She was unsure of what they had just used, but she didn't have time. If they had set the trap, then they wouldn't be too far away. She had to run. When she exited there was still no one around so she quickly froze the suitcase shut and ran to the road.

Once she had crossed she saw the van again, and it was speeding towards her. She wasn't fast enough to outrun it on the road, but she could still slow them down. She then froze a part of the road, hopefully enough to buy her some time, but then the effect of the trap presented themselves. She felt fatigued and exhausted, and couldn't finish icing the road. They must have figured out a way to cause her to use up even more energy by using her powers. Normally, she would be able to freeze an entire building before she felt even half this tired, but now it was almost as if she had run for multiple miles and was about to collapse. She had to get away. The van almost reached her when it spun out on the ice she made. Apparently she had done it enough to slow them down. But she knew them, this wouldn't be enough to stop them. She had run a few block when it became apparent the there was no escape. If they caught her, they would no doubt take her suitcase, and then she would lose everything. So placed it underneath a nearby dumpster and used the last of her energy to freeze it there. She had walked to the end of the alley, she then collapsed along the wall. She could barely see anything when two unknown figures approached her.

"Looks like the trap worked..", one of them said. "Sorry we had to do this frost."

A few hours later, she awoke on a glass floor. She looked around and on all sides there were metal walls, it was also freezing. She hadn't eaten in a few days, and she wouldn't last much longer. Even worse was that they had taken her coats too. If she didn't leave soon she was going to die there. She then leaned over to the back wall and huddled close. She could feel a little bit of heat emanating from the wall, but it wasn't enough. Nothing was never enough.

About ten minutes of shivering had passed before she heard a voice on the speaker.

"SUBJECT NUMBER EIGHTEEN, AKA KILLER FROST", the speaker announced. "BLAST DOORS UNSEALED". A second later a strange light appeared in front of her as the doors began to open. The glass door in front of her was still shut. Two people appeared on the other side of the glass, One was in a lab coat and was about six foot seven, while the other was about five foot two and stood right behind the blast doors.

The first one was just visible while the other was just far enough away that they only looked like a shadow. The first figure appeared to be some kind of scientist and appeared to be a gentleman in his early thirties. He had thick glasses on and his hair was swept to the side. He looked at her with disdain.

"What am i doing here?", snow asked.

"You are here to answer some questions," the man finally said. "So Frost is your name?"

"What? No It's Caitlynn Snow."

"Well according to what I've heard, Frost, you have bee.."

"It's Snow"

"Snow, you appear to have been on quite the spree", He said looking at a tablet, "about nine victims in the last few weeks, all frozen to death." He then looked back at her and said, "I'm assuming this was you?"

"I….. need…. heat", she pleaded.

"What?", he inquired.

"Sir", the other figure finally spoke up, "It appears she is suffering from some sort of hypothermia".

"How is that possible?"

"According to this her body temperature appears to be about negative two hundred degrees fahrenheit and falling fast."

He looked at the outside of the cell and pressed a few buttons, and the cell then began to heat up. A few minutes later the cell was now about two hundred degrees, but frost still felt she was freezing.

"How does it look now?" he asked.

"She appears to now be at around ten degrees fahrenheit.", they said. "It appears that she is absorbing all of the heat around her at an extreme deficit."

"What does that mean?"

"It means i can't produce my own heat, and that in order to survive, I need to absorb heat", caitlynn said.

"Well, that is certainly unusual." He then told Snow, " we will figure out a way to help you retain heat, okay?"

"And why would you do that?", she questioned.

"Well we need you to survive until your trial."

"But I had no other choice?!"

"That's what they all say, Frost", he said closing the blast doors. "That's what they all say".

She was stuck in there. If she did not leave, she would not be able to work on her cure. If she did not escape she would surely die.

End of part 1