User blog:ZXSpidermanXZ/Ice

              It was then that he remembered his first experience with ice, the cold, dead eyes, the cruel smile, and the beautiful but evil features of her face. She was beautiful, but evil. Now he was looking at her again. She seemed ready to strike, ready to freeze him with a wave of her hand.

She made a crackling noise like that of frozen snow being stomped on. She then spoke. “I have waited a long time for this.” Her voice was as hideous as her soul. It sounded like chunks of ice being rubbed together.

“W-what do you want from me?” stammered the man.

“Oh it’s simple really,” she cackled, “I want your life!” She said as she lifted her hand. She closed her fist and the man burst into shards of ice.

The boy watching this scene looked away in horror. How could this be? There is no such thing as monsters. That is what his mother told him. He ran as fast as he could to his house. He ran inside and went to his parents. “Mom, dad,” the boy said, “A man just got killed by a monster!”

“Okay son,” his father said, “It is bedtime. Go to your room.”

The boy left, not knowing that his parents were rolling their eyes and smirking behind him.

When the boy was finished getting ready for bed, he took a blanket and crawled under his bed. He slowly went to sleep.

The boy woke up to the sound of screams. All throughout the neighborhood he heard terrible screams. Each scream was cut off a second after it started. He then heard both of his parents scream. A second later, they stopped.

He wanted, with all his heart, to crawl out from under his bed and see his parents, but he knew they were gone. He stayed under his bed. A few moments later, someone walked in. He wanted to jump out from under his bed and run away, but he knew that he would not be fast enough. He carefully looked out from under his bed and saw an ice lady. This one was slightly different then the first one he saw, but probably no less dangerous.

The ice women stayed in his room for a few more seconds then left. The boy breathed a sigh of relief. He lied under there for a few minutes, then, it hit him. He thought he recognized the man that he saw murdered. The man was a writer, he wrote a book about ice people. The ice people came to a city and tried to destroy it. The boy slid out from under his bed, grabbed the book, and flipped to the end to see how they were defeated. The book said that with light they would melt.

The boy grabbed a flashlight and ran to where he witnessed the ice lady murder the man. The book had said that once the leader was destroyed, the servants would follow. He arrived at the spot and saw the same ice lady that had killed the writer. She was just standing there. She had a gruesome smile on her face and was closing her eyes.

The boy turned on the flashlight and shone it on the ice woman. She slowly melted, and as she did, the screams of the town died. All the screams were replaced by mourning cries.