Killer Frost From The Flash Novels & Stories

I curled up in a corner, praying for some warmth. This place used to store frozen seafood. Now, it was just empty shelves and icy air. I stacked the shelves around me, a futile attempt to block the cold. It was useless. When I realized I was dead, a wave of despair washed over me. Seeing my frost-covered body, eyes wide with terror, and bloody nails, I felt a bone-chilling shock. Just as I was about to take a closer look, a force pulled me away, and I found myself standing next to Ean.

When I reached for the latch, the frost climbed the bars, sealing it shut between us. I woke with my hands aching from gripping the blanket. By the sixth day, the frost had reached the pedestal. I brushed it away, but the cold seeped into my fingertips, making them stiff. The stranger’s voice was low, but it carried. “We can’t hold it this time.” “Yes, we can.” My voice cracked on the last word. They shook their head. “It’s already learned the way in. We’re only slowing it.” “Then we slow it more.”

The temperature dropped drastically, frost forming on the edges of Hellflower's fiery domain. But he was undeterred, his laughter mingling with the crackling flames. With a flourish, he conjured tendrils of darkness that snaked toward Elsa. She responded with a focused burst of energy, a beam of pure frost that collided with the encroaching shadows, creating an explosion of steam that briefly obscured them from view. When the mist cleared, Elsa stood tall, her breath ragged but her resolve unshaken. Hellflower was nowhere to be seen, but a voice whispered from the shadows, an icy breath against her ear.

“Slowly… once it reaches the heart.” “And Frost?” Jack pressed. “Does it freeze them?” he asked, although it was more of a statement than a question. Zelda hesitated before nodding. “How is that different to father’s current state?” Jack knitted his brows in confusion. “Currently his entire body is frozen in time.” Zelda explained patiently “But the poison works differently. It spreads gradually… freezing wherever it touches. Each affected part dies, one by one, as the frost potion advances.” Silence fell over the cave like an oppressive storm, the heaviness that was filling their hearts spilling onto their faces.

KAREN Could it be… At the thought of Carlos Fowler, an unexpected storm swept through my veins freezing me in place with its icy grip. I had been so occupied dreading Collins Morgan forgetting there was a bigger evil after me. I shut my eyes and drew back. “Stay away from me!” I yelled. “Don't hurt me–I have done nothing wrong to you…” I said a quick prayer. Whichever deity was around to hear me should save me. Someone had to save me. Why wouldn't anyone walk this path now?

The scent of wintergreen and expensive cologne cut through the stale air, rich and intoxicating. Before I could protest, Kael crouched down, his large hands gripping my arms through my hoodie. His palms were like branding irons against the freezing chill of my skin. He hauled me upward with terrifying, effortless strength. "Let go of me!" I hissed, trying to shove him away, but my muscles were too stiff, too frozen to put up a real fight.

The frostbound turned sharply toward the tower. “They’re breaking through,” they said simply. The frost wall exploded inward a heartbeat later, shards of ice spinning through the courtyard like glass knives. The first creature’s bulk burst through the gap, chains flailing. The second followed, its armor glowing with heat against the snow. The frostbound moved faster than seemed possible. Their cloak flared, and in the same motion they drew a weapon, half-spear, half-blade, its edge rimed with frost. The ground beneath their boots froze solid, spiderweb cracks of ice racing outward.

I picked up the necklace, feeling the cool touch of the diamonds seep through my fingertips and go straight into my chest. I covered my mouth to stop myself from crying out loud, but tears still slipped down uncontrollably. Footsteps rang out behind me. I whipped around. Caden stood frozen in the doorway, holding a glass of water. He saw the necklace in my hand and the tears on my face. His entire body went rigid. Crash. The glass slipped from his hand and shattered across the floor, splashing warm water over the legs of his pants. Still, he didn't move. He simply stood there like a weathered stone statue, all the color drained from his face.

Don't let her take you. A sudden, freezing cold swept through the pit. The violet light didn't just glow; it turned into a swirl of frost. The air became so cold that Elena’s breath turned to mist. "What is this?" she demanded, clutching her crystal. "Stop this!" The frost gathered in my palms, forming a jagged blade of pure, solidified moonlight. I didn't wait for her to move. I moved. I wasn't running; I was gliding. I slashed the frost blade across her arm. Elena screamed as the ice bit into her skin, turning the wound black instantly. She dropped the crystal, and it shattered on the stone floor.

It was a vial containing brown liquid. When I recognized it as concentrated sulfuric acid, I froze. He laughed maniacally, unsealed the bottle, and threw its contents at me. Everything happened in the blink of an eye. The crowd screamed in horror. Knowing it was impossible to escape, I closed my eyes, waiting for my impending doom. However, pain didn't come as expected. A person shielded me without hesitation, letting the acid land on her back. The highly corrosive liquid melted her clothes, then her flesh. A sharp, scorched smell filled the air.