Title: A Chilling Realization
Rating: PG
Fandom: Crossover: Batman & Yu-Gi-Oh!
Characters: Gurimo (Yu-Gi-Oh!), Mr. Freeze (Batman)
Summary: There were times, rare times, that Gurimo questioned Master Dartz and now was one of those times.
Word Count: 652
Author's Note: I'd like to say that this is a present to KoK (Kohaku no Hime).
KoK - thank you for being such an awesome friend! :) *hands KoK a Mr. Freeze plushie*
FYI: I imaged this more of the Batman: Arkham City Mr. Freeze instead of the Batman version of Freeze. Not because I don't like that Freeze or anything! It's just… well… you'll see why once you read it. Now if you'll excuse me, I'm gonna go bother hang out with Eddie.
PS: Can someone tell me why the Doc Manager is making everything one big paragraph? Doesn't matter if I copy & paste it into an already uploaded doc. or if I upload a doc. - it continues to clump it altogether.
Warnings: None.
Disclaimer: Batman and Yu-Gi-Oh! do not belong to me; I'm merely borrowing certain characters for this crack!fic, that is all.

o3: A Chilling Realization

Never during his servitude to Dartz did he ever hold such resent and loathing for said person.

After his most recent failure in capturing one Pamela Isley's soul it was only seen as fitting that he were to remain in this city called Gotham. And he would remain there until he captured – at least – one of the souls that were on the list given to him. Gurimo knew he deserved it because failure was not an option and completely unacceptable. But he was beginning to come to the conclusion that that damned imbecile, Valon, was the reason behind it. The youth constantly would seek out how to sabotage his efforts in anything and everything.

What Master Dartz saw in the boy was beyond him. But what he did know was that it was a mistake.

Gurimo hadn't yet realized that his teeth were chattering and that he was, subconsciously, rubbing his arms in an attempt to warm them nor did he notice his breath come out in a misty cloud. His mind was far too wrapped up in his current thoughts that he hadn't given much thought when he wiped the snowflakes from his shoulders. Only until he stepped foot within the abandoned Gotham Polar Bear Ice Company building did he realize that something was not right.

If the ice covering the vents and patches of snow lying about weren't enough evidence that something was wrong then he didn't know what was.

… And why was it he just now realized that it seemed that his targets picked the strangest places to reside? First there were the sewers, then the abandoned greenhouse, and now this? What in the name of Orichalcos was going on here?

He briefly questioned if he should ask Master Dartz about this.

But it's that moment that costs him dearly.

"What the—" Gurimo, stunned, tries to stumble backwards but finds his legs frozen in place – literally. Frantic, he tries to recall where the rays of bright blue had come from yet finds he's unable to. Instead he tries to see about breaking free from the ice that has incased his legs. What kind of sorcery is this? His mind hisses as his useless attempts do nothing to help set him free. This only fuels his anger and annoyance. "I demand that you show yourself!"

Somehow, he's not sure if he should be surprised or… if he should be getting used to this by now.

Upon first glance it makes Gurimo question if it's some kind of robot or maybe a Duel Monster? But as the figure steps into better lighting he can see that it's a person inside the strange getup. And in his grip is a… gun? No. But it's undeniably something that's dangerous.

"I made myself quite clear with my answer." His voice sounds a little… robotic like. This can't be his target.

Can it?

"—I will not permit having my wife taken from me again."

… Really, he couldn't have been spacing out that long now.

Right…?

"I-I have n-no in-intention of stealing your… your wife." Gurimo says in that 'I am mightier than you' tone of his while trying not to stutter from the cold. But it's proving to be rather difficult. "N-No. It's your s-soul that I-I'm after! A-And it's y-your s-soul that I intend to c-c-collect!"

It's very difficult to read his target's expression but Gurimo is certain that he'll win. "But if y-you'd like, I'd be happy to c-collect your wife's soul t-too. Both of you c-can s-serve a greater p-purpose by giving yourselves to t-the great b-beast!"

"…"

That was the second time Gurimo awoke inside a hospital room. But this time his stay is longer due to pneumonia.

And so, two weeks later and still recovering, Gurimo had to explain to Master Dartz why his third target, Victor Fries, would not be offered to the great Leviathan.