[center][img]https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/868848204068814850/870771342335701032/victor.png[/img][/center][indent][sub][color=white][b]SEASON ONE[/b][/color][color=blue] Sensation & Wonder[/color][/sub][sup][right][b][color=white]Springtime for Mr. Freeze #1[/color][/b][color=Blue] A Cold Front[/color][/right][/sup][/indent][indent][indent][indent][hr][/indent][/indent][/indent][indent][color=white][sub][b]Wayne Enterprises[/b][/sub][/color][/indent]
“Is he always like this?”
[right]“Yeah…”[/right]
“When is he going to leave?”
[right]“Hopefully soon…”[/right]
The intern and his corporate manager of Wayne Biotech of Wayne Enterprises were frozen onto their seats by the dreaded freeze ray of Mr. Freeze. Everything below the abdomen was encased in a block of ice, which would’ve been fine if it weren’t for the fact the intern had an itch at the back of his neck. It was driving him insane. Although, to make him feel better, the rest of his coworkers weren’t having a fun time either. 

Having blasted his way into the facility with each cavernous opening lined with frost and icicles, Mr. Freeze shot his weapon to put the security guards, doctors, nurses, and scientists under layers of ice and snow, gluing them to their chairs, desks, and walls. One poor fellow had his entire upper body frozen as if he was sneezed on by a snow giant and was attached in the doorway of the bathroom as a result. This left his pants warm and wet throughout this whole ordeal. 

Monologuing in German, the supervillain looked on to the love of his life floating gracefully in her capsule. He brushed his gloved hand across the glass plane as softly as if it would shatter at the slightest touch. So far, his beloved wife looks...undisturbed. That is good for the people of Biotech. He’ll be merciful today for their diligent handling of his love. Of course, as a good husband and scientist, he will need to examine their research of his wife’s disease to ensure they didn’t cock up whatever process they were concocting to cure that cantankerous cancer of an illness. 

While Mr. Freeze seized whatever documents and computer files that had any possible information on his patient, his hired muscle were sporting ski masks and goggles to disguise their identity and they had begun the process of transporting the massive container into a commercial truck advertising frozen ice cream. There was no telling when Batman would arrive to send him back to Arkham Asylum so the men would have to make it quick. Mr. Freeze had already had enough of the visits from that Dr. Gordon-

“Hey, uhhh….” The intern spoke up to draw the supervillain’s attention. Two red glowing eyes turned to stare right back at him. The freckled boy shrunk by two sizes under his steel gaze. “Since you got what you wanted here, can you…’unfreeze’ us?”

[color=blue]“Unnecessary.”[/color] Mr. Freeze retorted coldly, looking away as he made his escape. [color=blue]“Batman will do it in my stead.”[/color]

“But what if he doesn’t show up?!” the young man shouted in desperation. 

[color=blue]“Unlikely.”[/color] The criminal cryo scientist disputed, [color=blue]“However, four hours I estimate until the ice fully melts.”[/color] On that last note, he raised his freeze ray once more and shot out an ice wall to cover the icy entrance as he exited out of the facility. 
[hr][indent][color=white][sub][b]Die Secret Lair[/b][/sub][/color][/indent]
“So...boss, I mean, Mr. Freeze.” The goon quickly corrected himself as he approached his employer while snacking on a chocolate ice cream bar. Given the villain’s lair is an abandoned ice cream factory, there was some machinery around that could still churn up a few frozen treats. “Now that you have a ‘marriage reunion’, are you gonna...umm..you know?”

[color=blue]“No. I’m not opening up an ice cream store as a front for future criminal endeavors. Were the machines not enough?”[/color] Mr. Freeze quickly shot down the idea as he dined on an ice cream sundae complete with chocolate syrup next to a file of medical documents. [color=blue]“My focus is the cure to my wife’s disease, understand? I shall not waste any more time pursuing a false career selling cold gluttony packaged in a box! Nora, my dear beloved snow angel Nora, is at stake here! I am a scientist of cryogenics, not a glorified ice cream parlor!”[/color]

“Right, wherever you say, Mr. Freeze.” The henchman was visibly saddened at the news. “So what do we do now?”

[color=blue]“I will review these findings done by Wayne Biotech to see if they have stumbled upon a breakthrough.”[/color] he explained, opening up the files. There were names, places, and other descriptions sounding too foreign for the henchman to comprehend but something Mr. Freeze would understand completely given enough time. [color=blue]“They better hope they haven't desecrated my wife’s perfect body nor botched her beauty while I was locked up in that terrible prison...,.And why are you still here? I told you your services are no longer required. I already paid you!”[/color]

“Well, I...wanted...to”
[right][color=blue]“Get Out!”[/color][/right]
“Sorry, right away!”