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The girl's mouth curved upward in a smirk. She had sharp black eyes and wore a billowing silver cloak. I studied her facial features as I hastily clambered to my feet, trying not to slip on the icy floor. Blue groaned on the floor, shifting slightly, and the girl stamped her foot on his ankle. I balled my fists, feeling rage spread through my body and provide adrenaline to my veins.

"So you're the Superboy." She spoke in a such a cold tone that it almost made me flinch. I didn't like the way she talked about me. It reminded me of the old Kadmus days, when I was regarded as just a mindless weapon with no will of my own.

"I'm not a the. And whoever the hell you are, you have no right to—" I broke off midsentence as she pulled out a very thin silver blade from somewhere inside that cloak of hers.

I narrowed my eyes and took a couple of steps forward, but she was faster than me. I blinked as she suddenly sliced down at Blue. I dove forward to stop her, but slipped on the ice and crashed a few feet away, my head feeling like it had been hit my a hammer. The wall I had hit shook slightly, and a few ice particles fell onto my face and melted. Through my closed eyelids, light flickered on and off, seeming more and more faint. Determined to not let anything stop me, I scrambled to my feet just in time to see the girl stand upright, a sliver of something red and pale on the knife. I squinted through the fading light and realized she had sliced off a part of his stomach, blood and skin and tissue and everything.

"Hey, ice princess!" I shouted, breaking off a piece of ice from the wall and hurling it at her. She gave me a cold look as her black eyes flashed. The ice chunk shattered and the thin shards harmlessly fell to the floor. I narrowed my eyes, silently seething.

"You have ruined the East chamber. I guess we'll move you to the West chamber. I think you'll get along quite alright," the girl said in a flat voice, and looked down at Blue, who was in fact, pale blue. Worry bubbled up inside of me as I noticed he was shivering, even when he was unconscious. I wasn't that cold, but I could stand freeing cold or boiling hot temperatures.

"But not this one. We must dispose of the source, you know," she continued, malice glittering in her eyes.

"Source for what?" I asked between gritted teeth, my laser eyes wanting to burn that smug look off her face.

The girl ignored my question and shook out an arm from beneath her cloak. I watched, tense, ready to jump forward, but suddenly all my muscles were locked in place. It was like I was frozen, but not literally. Panic started to consume me as I watched her place a hand on Blue's forehead and mumble something. Suddenly, her entire arm turned black. Like ink spilling from its little holder, the blackness seeped onto Blue's forehead. I wanted to yell at her to stop, to save the helpless hero from whatever fate she was about to bestow on him.

I tried to move, desperately hoping my strength could break whatever spell she had cast on me. But I was motionless, frozen on the floor. I watched in horror as Blue slowly turned to ice. Cold blue tendrils raced down his body, enveloping his arms and legs until he was encased completely Horrified, the silent scream, died in my throat as the black vanished, and the spell was gone. I collapsed to the floor, feeling so weak it was as if I had been training for a week straight. My body felt bruised and sore, but when I summoned the energy to look at my arms, they were perfectly fine. Slowly moving my head upward, I stared at Blue, locked in an ice coffin, it seemed, and tried to figure out a way to help him.

The ice girl, of course, had different ideas.

She waved her hand, and that swirling black inky liquid crawled all over Blue's ice cage, drawing unreadable words and delicate shapes that I couldn't understand. This was magic, I was sure, but how to stop it was the question I couldn't answer. Trying to stand, I clenched my teeth in fury at her, wishing I could rip her apart into millions of pieces, but knowing she had a bargaining tool that I wouldn't afford to lose.

"Let him—" I started to say, then stopped as an icy wind gusted past me, shoving me back. Ice shards hit my skin and melted, and I yelped, falling back and shielding my face.

When it stopped, I was in a different room. It was much bigger, and I saw two doors that lead to who knew where. The same tiny little lights were attached to the high ceiling, but much bigger and brighter. I groaned, realizing the girl had just teleported me to another room. That meant Blue was at her mercy. I felt like there was a dead weight in my stomach at the very thought of it.

I heard the sound of a toilet flushing and whirled around, positioning myself in front of the door so I could tackle whoever came out.

"Ah! Finally! I thought I was going to burst. Oh hey Supes. You got captured too, huh?"

All I could do was stare into the bright green eyes of Wally West.

(Jaime's POV)

When I woke up, I was cold. Freezing cold, in fact. I sat up straight and gasped, looking around the room I was in. it was mostly dark, but I could make out the faint outline of a door and two windows. I swung my legs over the side of the bed I was laying on. I wasn't wearing a shirt, and when I looked down, my skin glowed blue with black designs before returning to normal.

The shock hit me hard, and I sat back down, my breathing ragged. What had that girl done to me? The last thing I remembered was her waving her hand, Conner yelling, and the feeling of ice running through my veins. My head began to ache, and I sighed, knowing I wasn't going to find any answers. To get them, I'd have to find out where I was and what had happened to me. Taking another breath, I got up again, walked to the outline of the door, and swung it open to reveal—me.

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