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"We're being barreled down in the main hanger!" came the crackling voice over the intercom.

"They're walking right over us! We can't- " the sound of machine gun fire was heard on the other side, cutting off the Umbrella Corporal.

Killer Frost finished tapping her fingers on the console listening into the guards report. It always tickled her to hear men screaming in agony or fear, or whatever other reasons it may be. Whatever WAS coming...it was sure to be fun...it was evidently strong enough to break through their mountain strong hold in the frozen alps, which was already well bellow livable conditions unless you were extremely prepared.

Killer Frost had the advantage of not needing breathers, heating or the like up here...here she could torment and stroll as much as she liked so much as she did her part, and right now, her "part" was making sure whoever this was didn't get into the specimens room so Ol' Wesker could mobilize.

She heard banging on the other side of the large laboratory door, let them come, she'd killed armies, frozen giants, given frost bite to immortals, it was time to add whatever this was to her list.

She pushed the button for the door to open so she could great them formally, but as she did the lights went out as if the power was faltering.

She narrowed her eyes. "Great, so you jerks are in the generator to. Let's get this over with...!" she blasted an ice wall into the darkness in front of her, but there was no blood curdle or scream, just emptiness. She heard a footstep, they'd dodged somehow, she smirked.

"I'm Killer Frost...and you must be dead." she continued, blasting ice in several directions, pigeon holing them, until she got them where she wanted them and concentrated into one massive ice blast in their direction.

"Glad we could meet..." she snarled with a grin, as she walked forwards toward whoever i was she was entrapping in ice.

But as she did, she heard footsteps herself, someone was walking towards her, against her ice gust. If the ice wasn't freezing her it should at least be blowing them back like a turbine, what was this! Who was this!?

Suddenly she saw two, sharp, blue eyes piercing the darkness at her belonging to a humanoid figure...taking off a glove, before reaching out and grabbing her face, making her stop in her tracks, even though she was still blasting whoever this was with her frost.

"What-!?" was all she could get out... "H-how!!-..." she suddenly felt her body...not growing cold...but petrified.....like she was turning literally into ice or stone...this wasn't biology, this was magic.

The lights flickered on momentarily revealing a platinum blond, tall woman, in a blue coat, and the bearing of royalty in her posture, squeezing her face, and making her feel more stiff all over. The ice gust just washed around her like rapids going around rock.

"I'm sorry..." she said evenly to Killer Frost, "But the cold doesn't bother me...."

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"We're being barreled down in the main hanger!" came the crackling voice over the intercom.

"They're walking right over us! We can't- " the sound of machine gun fire was heard on the other side, cutting off the Umbrella Corporal.

Killer Frost finished tapping her fingers on the console listening into the guards report. It always tickled her to hear men screaming in agony or fear, or whatever other reasons it may be. Whatever WAS coming...it was sure to be fun...it was evidently strong enough to break through their mountain strong hold in the frozen alps, which was already well bellow livable conditions unless you were extremely prepared.

Killer Frost had the advantage of not needing breathers, heating or the like up here...here she could torment and stroll as much as she liked so much as she did her part, and right now, her "part" was making sure whoever this was didn't get into the specimens room so Ol' Wesker could mobilize.

She heard banging on the other side of the large laboratory door, let them come, she'd killed armies, frozen giants, given frost bite to immortals, it was time to add whatever this was to her list.

She pushed the button for the door to open so she could great them formally, but as she did the lights went out as if the power was faltering.

She narrowed her eyes. "Great, so you jerks are in the generator to. Let's get this over with...!" she blasted an ice wall into the darkness in front of her, but there was no blood curdle or scream, just emptiness. She heard a footstep, they'd dodged somehow, she smirked.

"I'm Killer Frost...and you must be dead." she continued, blasting ice in several directions, pigeon holing them, until she got them where she wanted them and concentrated into one massive ice blast in their direction.

"Glad we could meet..." she snarled with a grin, as she walked forwards toward whoever i was she was entrapping in ice.

But as she did, she heard footsteps herself, someone was walking towards her, against her ice gust. If the ice wasn't freezing her it should at least be blowing them back like a turbine, what was this! Who was this!?

Suddenly she saw two, sharp, blue eyes piercing the darkness at her belonging to a humanoid figure...taking off a glove, before reaching out and grabbing her face, making her stop in her tracks, even though she was still blasting whoever this was with her frost.

"What-!?" was all she could get out... "H-how!!-..." she suddenly felt her body...not growing cold...but petrified.....like she was turning literally into ice or stone...this wasn't biology, this was magic.

The lights flickered on momentarily revealing a platinum blond, tall woman, in a blue coat, and the bearing of royalty in her posture, squeezing her face, and making her feel more stiff all over. The ice gust just washed around her like rapids going around rock.

"I'm sorry..." she said evenly to Killer Frost, "But the cold doesn't bother me...."