Riley's POV

Standing in a freezing warehouse was not how I wanted to spend my Friday night. The cold was seeping into my insulated-suit and my fingertips and toes have long gone numb. If Jess was here, he would be jumping around to keep himself warm while whining my ear off about what he would do for a cup of hot coco. So definitely not fun. But it was the best chance of learning what was happening.

Knowing this, I came to the meet up place early and settled myself up in a corner with a view of the entire warehouse while also having enough shadows to not be easily seen. When my informant enters, I even my breathing and keep myself still. As the minutes ticked on, the informant started pacing and the room becomes even colder. Static crackles in my ear, 'All clear,' and I step out of the shadows and into the light.

My informant hands fly up when she notices me, powers cackling to life. Crossing my arms, I raise a hidden eyebrow at her. Realizing who approached her, she lowers her hands and the room warms a little, but I'm not fooled. I know that in a split second, she could change from seemly relaxed to trying to turn me into a giant ice cube.

"About time you showed up," Killer Frost spits out at me. Her blue lips twitch into a frown at the little snort I let out.

Covering my amusement, I start stalking towards her. "What do you want to tell me?" She lets out a little huff and crosses her arms. Dark eyes train on me as I circle her. Stopping in front of her, I put my hands behind my back. "I'm waiting."

"You know, I could just walk out of here without telling you anything. Leave you and your little freaks to chase your tails," she says, eyes cold and smirking. "So, I would stop being all high and mighty if I were you."

"That is true, but I also didn't ask you to be here." I know Frost doesn't like my teammates, particularly Jessie, so I was surprised when I got a message saying she knew something and wanted to share. Tilting my head, I continue, "Since we're on that subject, why are you here?"

A blue blush shades her face and she quickly looks to the side. "Stormy wanders a lot and sometimes comes out to Bludhaven to patrol, if you haven't noticed. This could potentially affect him," she mumbles before straightening. "Also, they have Icy, Jr. and we ice villains need to stick together."

My eyes narrow. "Who's 'they' and why do they have Cameron?"

I step out of the warehouse with my head spinning.

Killer Frost left soon after explaining the whole story and giving a vague threat to keep an eye out for Firestorm. It took me a long time after she left to center myself again.

I'm not sure how well I succeeded.

Shaking my head, I start making my way back to Base, half forming plans already. As I pass through a damp alley, something large lands next to me.

"Do you think she was telling the truth?"

I peer out of the corner of my eye to look at Longshot. Even with his goggles and black cloth pulled over the bottom part of his face, I could make out the worried expression he had. Straightening up, I stiffly reply.

"We still need to double check some things, but I think it would be safe to assume what she was telling the truth. It's no secret that she has a soft spot for Firestorm."

"It's also no secret that she doesn't like Jester. Or really any of us. It could be a trap."

"Yes, it could," I agree. "That's why we're doublechecking. But it doesn't make sense why she added Cameron into it then. They haven't got along since the Belle Rev fiasco."

Longshot shrugs. "I don't know. Maybe to make it more convincing?"

"Maybe but we still should tell Phoenix and look into it. Just in case."