I like the cold. Is that weird? Is it okay to be weird? Is it okay to decide? I peel my eyes open and breath. I breathed! God, this feels nice. My breath fogs the glass and I smile, still happy that I am awake and breathing. When was the last time I was truly awake with my eyes open? I can't remember. I search my mind and am frustrated when all I remember is days upon days of darkness. All those years I was stuck in my body, there but not really there. I stare at my reflection in the glass in front of me; white hair, piercing blue eyes, pale skin, and frozen lips. I want to keep marveling myself, after all, I've always wondered what I look like, but no, I have to figure out why they have awoken me. Who's they? I haven't the faintest clue. I wipe of the fog in front of me and peer below. Ten to fifteen people in lab coats are rushing about, pressing buttons on tablets and computers. One man isn't moving, however, he just stares up at me. I meet his eyes and my face crinkles in confusion. I remember him from somewhere, like a distant memory of a memory. Suddenly the glass I am pressed against slides open and I am relieved that I am fastened to the wall behind me or I would have fallen. The outside air is warm and I move the best I can away from it. "Calm down and let the warm air engulf you. Your body temperature is below freezing so it will stay cold, you do not have to worry." The man speaks and a ripple of recognition hits me. "Who are you?" I ask, loving my soft voice. "William Stryker." He replies, firmly. "Who am I?" I question. "Winter Drake." He responds and I frown, letting this sink in. The wall I am attached to slides down and the people in lab coats swarm me, getting samples, unfastening my arms, checking my vitals. I almost crumble to the ground but they hold me up and lay me on a table with wheels. I am carted away to a dim room and lain on the bed. Then they leave and I am once again alone, thinking by myself. "What an interesting day. It is funny how one moment I'm safe in my freezer tube and the next I'm free to a world of many dangers." I tell myself out loud. Then I giggle, because I am weird.
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An Ice Heart Can Be Thawed (x-men fanfic)
Storie breviThe beast inside is out to play for Winter Drake. She's the twin of Bobby Drake, better known as Ice Man. She's a class seven mutant. She is William Stryker's weapon. She is a teenage girl who's really confused. But most of all she's a kick ass muta...
