The fall of the crimson witch(Frost only)

It was a bright sunny day in new York. Would have been good. If one thing ddin't happen. A huge burst of flames licked its way down a street. Burning all in its path. A huge mass of orange burning death. People,benches, cars, even concrete melted under its heat. As a woman cackled at her work. It was a soft peal of laughter that would have melted the heart. If it didn't come from a moth so evil. Yes this day reeked of tragedy. Any fortune teller could tell that. though for who it was uncertain. All that was known was that Elena had her own plans for this. Noone would be able to stop it. No matter how preconvieved their notions were.

Her hair was a red like fire. Burning bright at night. Eyes a murky green. Wearing what looked like the robe a witch would wear in a fantasy game. Dark blue embriodered with the stars. Kept open revealing the lithe form underneath. Wearing a white tank top and tight blue jeans ripped to hell so to speak. The left arm of the robed was burnt off. Revealing an arm covered in red symbols. She was having fun and making a scene. To draw out one hero in particular. As the boy she tied up in her left hand struggled. Yet he was helpless in the thight metal cords that bound him. Only grunting and whining. "Calm down poor Calvin. I'm sure your friend will save you. If hes a hero or not." She said hero with disgust. They impeded her work. The craft of magic she loved som much. Heroes always stood in ehr way. now though she would do somethign unexpected. As the wind rode up. It revealed a weird crimson symbol on her stomach. Whatever it was for. only Elena knew.

She stood up at the top of a building. In a pose of superiority. Shouting out to the top of her lungs. "New York belongs to me!!! Elena Marie Collin!!! Greatest witch ever to exist!!" It was all for show. Now she needed to draw out Frost. Sean's little friend. All was prepared and he was needed. Stage set. All the director needed was the main actor. The lead so to say. She hled her mouth up to Calvin's ear. "I'm sorry, but you won't be here to see the show. I'ts a pity, but things must be done." She had no intention of letting him live. It would prove useful to her plans anyway if the kid was sead. Then she jumped from the one story building. As her feet cracked the ground slightly. They stung, but no pain. Now all she needed was to wait. As thick stinking smoke rose from the street over.

Jack heard the chaos, the saw the people running in terror, and felt the evil that was almost palpable in the air, not going to be a good day. Everything was crazy at school, there had been a state of emergency declared and everyone was being rushed to hopefully safer places but no one was really sure where that was, so some hid in the closet and others in alleyways hoping that they would be spared this wrath, they only prayed they were safe. He could not let himself be swept away in the ocean of chaos he was surrounded in. Trying to stay calm he exited his school building and made his way for the enemy a head, not even bothering with his typical outfit. He would just have to make do with his blue jeans and plain light blue shirt this time. Yeah, this was looking bad for the teen.

There was a woman standing in the road with someone in its hand, held off the street, strength was on their side, Jack made sure to make note of that. “What do you want?” Jack yelled to the woman, he did not want anyone to be hurt, this had to be ended fast and he would be more than willing to accommodate. “If you’re looking for a hero to fight then you got one,” with that said Frost pulled water from the sewers beneath them, the only source of water he had close, readying to fight the person ahead of him with everything he had.

Elena was ready to go on a further rampage. When the boy appeared. It was Frost in all his stupid glory. Which brought a smile to Elenas face. A twisted cruel smile at that. "I'm offended Frost. you don't remember me? I thought we met before." She held Calvin up. By the scruff of his shirt. "Look whos come to save you Calvy. It's jack. Our wonderful frined. the one i've been looking for." She whispered in a dark coo. It was all getting fun. This control over the boys life. "It's me Elena Marie. You know we met not too long ago. Though i can't expect you to remember. No not at all. So maybe Calvin could." She shrugged shaking the boy in her hand. "How much does he mean to you? Do you care for him? How would you feel little Frost if he." The boy jerked. Spasming. As the cord was tooken from his mouth. Blood pouring from his mouth. In sputtering gasp. A hand protruded from his stomach. Covered in his blood. Which she somewhat didn't care for. it was a needed death. She would cry for him later. "If he was killed. Yes killed by me." The hand was removed from his stomach. As he breathed labored. "Poor Calvy. Does it hurt? Let me make it stop." Witht hat she placed a hand on his jaw. In a way as it twitched. A loud snap came. As the boy fell limp. Life draining from his eyes. Calvin died. Elena letting out a delightful peal of devious laughter. It was all a joke to her. Inside she grieved what she had to do.

Frost saw Calvin in the hands of the woman and knew he had to save him as fast as possible, but that did not seem to be an option for the hero. The woman’s hand burst through the unsuspecting boy’s chest, blood falling to the ground in tremendous and seemingly unholy amounts, he was already dead.

Why would the woman do that? What had Calvin done to deserve that?

It seemed that Frost would never get an answer from the woman, she was just a monster that would kill a person for no reason. Death would be her punishment. She did not deserve to live, killing her quickly would be an act of mercy, and luckily Frost was merciful person.

Frost did not cry, not a single tear escaped his eye, and he did not falter in his step. He moved with as much grace as he would any other time, this was more than just a fight now it was personal. He quickly move the water to in front of him and froze spikes and shot them as hard and as fast as he could, making deadly projectile weapons in an instant. It had been a long time since Frost had had a good day.

((OOC: i'm giving Frost permission to godmod me. ))

The projectiles hit their mark, the dead center of Elena's stomach, although only one hit her directly. She tumbled to the ground her hands grabbing for her stomach in pain, she would not be getting up any time soon. With her on the ground Frost took his time to put his domino mask on, applying the spirit gum to it with care as he walked up to her. Most of the street was completely destroyed but you could never be too careful of cameras in a store or something like that, almost anything was possible in the city that never sleeps.

Upon reaching Elena, trying to crawl away from the hero, he kicked her in the side of the chest. Frost did not believe in going easy on a person that could kill anyone in cold blood, a woman was no exception, if she would willing kill another human being someone else should be willing to do the same. She rolled onto her stomach clenching her stomach and her wound in pain, Elena did not appear to be nearly as tough when she did not have a shield to protect her. While she was on her stomach Frost knelt down beside her pushing his finger into her wound as deep as it could go.

"You've killed a friend of mine," Frost said with a disturbingly calm and even tone to his voice, "I won't apologize for what I am about to do." With that said Frost began to manipulate the water inside of Elena's body. The human body is made up of about seventy percent water and a great conductor for the powers of the hero that had been pushed too far. "I normally don't do stuff like this but what you did is unacceptable," closing his eyes and concentrating on what he was doing, wanting to make this as quick as he possibly could, he did not want to hurt the woman just make it where she could hurt no one else.

Frost felt the surge of energy flow through his finger and into the body of the still quivering woman beneath him. She froze in an instant, faster than she could most likely feel pain. At least that is what Frost hoped. He did not want to hurt the woman, wanting to only make the world a safer place and sometimes that required a little more lethal force than some felt was necessary.

Having completed his mission in stopping the woman he walked away, not back to the school though, not being able to handle that place and the people inside right now. He did not know where he was going but he did not care. It was never an easy thing to take the life another human being. He just wanted to be left alone for a little while.

((OOC:
Elena:736 words
Frost:926 words))