"We need to get there A-SAP!" Lonna said.
Steve stared at her with a blank expression.
"As soon as possible," she elaborated.
Steve nodded and they slid into the SHIELD car, Fury lent to them. "What all did Fury say about the attack?" Steve asked.
"Not much," Lonna replied, keeping her eyes on the road. "Just that it's some man calling himself Blizzard. And as the name suggests, he can apparently shoot ice at people and freeze them. Currently he's freezing down town and may have frozen a few by-standers."
They arrived to the destination where Fury had told them to go, seeing the cars and half the street covered in snow and ice. "I don't have my shield," Steve said suddenly.
"Furry says they have your gear but you won't have much time to change. I guess Stark is holding him off now, but he can't hold him back on his own."
Steve nodded, "Understood," they came to a stop, "Just let me out here, you get out of here and get somewhere-" He was cut off by a blast of ice, knocking the car over onto its roof. It was sent spinning around on the roof until finally coming to a stop. Steve looked to Lonna who was holding her head, "Are you alright?"
Lonna pulled her hand away and looked at it, "I think I'm good," she assured him.
Steve released his seat belt, then kicked his door off, "We need to get you out of here," he announced, slipping out from his side of the car. Running around to the other side, he pulled the door open and helped her out. "Run and find somewhere to hide!" he demanded.
"Now's not the time to party!" Iron Man called.
"Go!" Steve called, "Get out of here!"
Lonna nodded and began to run until another blast of ice came flying at her, literally freezing her in her tracks.
"Lonna!" Steve called out.
"Captain!" came Natasha's voice from above, in her jet. "Catch!" she called as Hawke tossed his shield down.
"Sorry, Cap, No time to change!" Clint called before firing an arrow at a blast of ice, headed his way.
Iron Man dropped down beside Steve, "You help them, I'll try to thaw her out of there, that is, if hypothermia hasn't already set in."
Steve glared at Tony, but he knew he hadn't meant it to be rude, at least not at that moment.
Just as Iron Man started up his heat beams, the ice that covering Lonna, began to crack all over.
"Um, guys," he stared, but everyone was too busy trying not to freeze, themselves. In one burst, all the ice flew in shards from Lonna's body. Iron Man readied himself to catch her, assuming she'd collapse, but she remained where she stood. In fact she seemed perfectly fine, aside from the deep blue skin. Tony had a feeling it had nothing to do with the cold and once she opened her eyes, he was sure.
"Well, that's different," he whispered.
"What?" Clint asked, glancing over just as he fired another shot at the oncoming Blizzard. "Wow..."
Both Steve and Natasha glanced over at the same time. Steve stared at her, wide eyed.
"Look out!" Lonna called. Lurching a hand forward, green energy shot from her fingertips, shattering the wave of ice that was on course to Natasha's jet.
No one said a word as they quickly returned to their fight. Lonna easily joined in, but Iron Man kept an eye on her the entire time. He knew there was something more to her then wanting to hid her looks and powers. Perhaps something dark. Right now wasn't a time to dread on what if, he had to focus.
Blizzard shot ice in every direction, trying to hit everyone and anyone within range. Steve held up his shield to deflect a blast of ice, "Does anyone know what this guy's motivation is?" Steve asked.
"Someone gave him the cold shoulder?" Iron Man joked.
"Haven't had the chance to ask," Clint added. "He hasn't given us much time to sit and chat."
"Let's just focus on putting a stop to him," Iron Man suggested. "We'll have time for questions later."
"Enough chit chat, ladies," Natasha warned, "incoming on your six!"
Steve deflected every attack that flew at him, despite his racing thoughts on Lonna. She had powers all along? Why would she hide them? Does Fury know? Does anyone know? Maybe she's self-conscious of her looks, but how does she hide it? His mind continued to wonder as he continued to block, "There's no getting close to this guy, is there?!"
Lonna dashed side to side avoiding each blast of ice Blizzard shot towards her. The guy was quick to watch all sides, despite their number, but it could have something to do with them all coming from the front. Stark seemed to have the right idea as he launched himself into the air. Lonna ducked behind a car, cursing under her breath. "Uskit'r!" Reaching for her ankle, she undid the fasten to her heels and took them off, tossing them aside. "I don't know how women run in these forsaken things," she hissed. Peaking over the car, she calculated routes to take and plans of attack.
Meanwhile, watching from above, Natasha noticed how Lonna had tossed away her heals and pouted, "Those are Proda," she frowned.
Lonna moved along the cars, but Blizzard always managed to find her. Stark finally swept in from behind, blasting a few shots at him. It distracted him momentarily, but he recovered almost as quickly. Just when she was sure they wouldn't make any heading on this guy, as if from nowhere, the Hulk fell from the sky, landing on a building and lunged himself at the Blizzard, knocking him from his perch atop a light post.
Everything came to a halt as Hulk pinned Blizzard to the ground. "Good job team," came Stark's voice through the com system. "And by team, I mean, all of Hulk, nicely done."
Clint rolled his eyes, "Let's load him up and get out of here," he grumbled.
"THIS ISN'T THE LAST OF ME!" Blizzard cried as they cuffed him and loaded.
"Oh, I think it is, Jack Frost," Iron Man said fastening the man into his seat on the jet.
The group gathered around once Natasha and Clint left carrying Blizzard back to the helicarrier for apprehension. The Hulk shrunk back down to Bruce size, clutching his pants in fear that they wouldn't elast-back to his size as well. Bruce glanced at the damage the Hulk had caused and frowned, "Sorry."
Tony removed the helmet and patted Bruce on the back, "That's nothing the tax payers money won't fix," he assured him.
Steve glanced around, worry in his face, "Where'd Lonna go?"
"Smurfette? I think she ducked behind that SUV," Tony pointed.
Steve jogged up to the vehicle, and knocked on the hood of it, "You ok?" he asked.
Lonna slowly stood up on the other side, her skin slowly returning to its natural look and her eyes changed back to the familiar green, Steve recognized. Lonna looked away, shame filling her face as she remained quiet. Few scratches dotted her face, but other than that she looked pretty fine.
"That was quite a surprise," Steve said, "How come you never mentioned your powers before? Does Fury know?"
"Why don't you share with the rest of the class," Tony chinned in. "If I'm not mistaken, I'd say that blue skin, red eye thing you had going on, looked a lot like the frost giants, depicted in those illustrations. Though, you're a bit short for a giant," Tony remarked.
Lonna kept her eyes low, biting her lip. This Stark is quite intelligent.
"Leave her alone," Steve warned.
"No, I won't because, if I'm right and she is a Frost Giant, didn't Loki supposedly wipe them out?" Tony pried.
"Tony, now's not really the best time for an interrogation. We really ought to get back to the tower, at least and discuss things from there," Bruce suggested.
Tony shook his head, "No, this can't wait," he demanded.
"You're right," Lonna replied. Suddenly her accent went from plane and basic to almost aristocratic. "Loki did wipe out all the Frost Giants, all but one," she allowed her skin to change back once more to the dark blue, her eyes engulfed in red, "Me."
Steve narrowed his eyes at her, in utter confusion, "Why would he let you live?" It came out almost accusingly, but he hadn't meant it that way.
"You won't like the answer to that," she said, slowly backing away.
"Why, are you like...his daughter, or something?" Bruce asked.
Lonna smiled lightly, feigning a laugh, "Not exactly."
"Quit beating around the bush," Tony boasted, "I know you're hiding something."
"She's given us no reason not to trust her, so she's...of different color and her eyes are a little different, she's still the same person we've been working with all this time," Steve barked. "I came from a time where a man discriminated against others for being different and murdered them because of that, now-"
"He's right," Lonna said quietly, "I've lied to you all along...all of you," she frowned, "I've betrayed everyone's trust, all for the sake of having a little fun."
Steve shook his head, "So, you're blue, we live in a world where Bruce can become a giant green man and Stark can have a sickening amount of money to play with. What's so wrong with blue? I actually quite like blue, it's the majority of my suit after all."
Lonna shook her head, "It's much worse than being blue or different, it's about who I really am," she admitted, keeping her eyes low. Raising her hands she kneel to the ground as golden light illuminated from her body, as her form shifted. In a matter of seconds, where there once sat Lonna, now sat Loki, hands raised in defeat, eyes cast to the ground in shame.
A/N: So this is a relatively longer chapter full of juicy goodness. Sorry I'm not the best with fight scenes, nor do I know much about Blizzard, so sorry he really doesn't say anything and just exactly what he's doing is more or less left to the imagination. I mostly wanted a way to expose Loki and this was it. So I hope ya'll like it anywho...