Winter Ballad

A Winter Ballad

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Not if she had anything to say about it. Never get tired of watching you kid. Happy at the honest comment, Samantha covered her mouth to suppress the giggle that was threatening to show. I really do like to sing, though I wish it wasn't for all of my father's work associates or people just trying to be his friend. Seeing her eyes moving around, Oliver chuckled. But I gave her an invitation.

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I thought she'd be happy to come to all of I know you wanted to her to come, and trust me I tried. But all of this just isn't her thing. Too fancy and uptight for a classy lady like her. Well, free food and chance to watch some rich people get frazzled is always a good time. Not to mention that you know who wanted me to be here for support for you of course. Raising an eyebrow at the comment, Samantha placed a hand on her hip and turned her chin upwards in a mocking way.

I'm a big girl. I can take care of myself. Smiling, Oliver walked over and rustled with her hair in a playful gesture. They're so cute when they think they're adults. You sound just like Roy. It took forever to fix my hair like this. Stiffening at the voice of her father, Samantha froze in place and noticed the form of her father who was standing just a few inches away from her and Oliver.

Getting out of the hold Oliver had her in, Samantha coughed in her hand as if to try and pretend the previous event hadn't happened and combed her fingertips through her hair to try and fix its shape back to normal. I was with a friend. It's been ages buddy!

I hear your genetics research is becoming a big hit in the science community. Shifting his gaze from his daughter to the younger man, Nikolai smiled and returned the hand shake before answering. Good to see you old friend. Why yes, my work has been getting much attention as of late. It seems everyone nowadays wants to know the secret to unlocking their potential.

My research is still working into it, but with the success we've had in trial phases and from Why don't we talk more over drinks? You can tell me in detail about all the stuff you've been up to while I've been gone. Slowly walking away from the small form of Samantha, Oliver turned his head ever so slightly and gave a wink of understanding to the girl before moving his attention back to her father and their conversation.

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Her face relaxing at the sight of the understanding gesture, Samantha nodded and gave a silent thanks to her friend before quietly moving towards the exit of the party and closed the door behind her. December 24 th , 8: In a new change of clothes and wearing a pure white cloak, the young Freya kept her head covered by her hood.

A quirk she had grown into through her time visiting during her job , it helped to make the young girl feel safe and secure without people having to point out who she was. She liked her secrecy and her privacy whenever she could. And this was about one of the few times she could have it. The cemetery had been empty for quite some time. While snow littered the grounds and made the area like almost mystical in a dark winter wonderland sort of way, Samantha knew underneath it was just dried leaves, dirt, and vines from overgrown plants and trees that lived within the cemetery.

I haven't visited as much as I should. But you know dad. At least better than I do. When he has his focus on something he But I guess I can understand. He seemed really into it than most years since you've I think it's because his research is going so well.

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I try to ask, but he doesn't really explain it to me. He says it's too complicated for me. He'd rather I practice my arts. Scratching her cheek and letting the silence around her hang in the air for just a few more moments, Samantha spoke. I mean, I try to miss you as much as I can. I never knew you. You died when I was born and stuff, but dad told me a lot about you. How famous of a singer you were.

Or maybe I'm just like you. I mean, I've said a lot of things the past couple of years I've come here, but I don't know if its what I really want to say.

You're a great listener and I know I can always speak freely with you here. I don't have to pretend to be someone I'm not. I don't know what he was like when you were here, but he's so strict and worried about appearances now. I can never talk to him like a normal teenager. It always feels like I'm on pins and needles whenever he shows up or we talk.

I haven't seen a real sincere smile out of him since I was little. Or gotten one of those nice bear hugs he used to give me either. He just does his genetics work and nothing else. He bosses me around and stuff and keeps telling me to do my lessons too, but even then he doesn't seem like he has any emotions besides hate, and anger, and sadness whenever he looks at me or I don't do what he says.

I try to listen to him and do everything he asks of me, but it feels like too much. I can't handle the expectations he's giving me. Feeling like her emotions were pouring out with each word she spoke, Samantha stopped speaking and took a shaky breath, wondering if she should continue. However feeling like she had to voice it out loud, for someone, for anyone to hear, well she needed to.

Stopping mid sentence and turning her head around to find the source of the sound, Samantha smiled when she saw a the figure of a woman sitting on what appeared to be a motorcycle. Quietly awaiting their arrival, the figure was clad in skin tight light blue cotton pants, white ugg boots, matching latex gloves with fur trimming, and lastly a light blue overcoat. Seeing the young girl had noticed them, the figure gave a friendly wave to signal their arrival. Waving back, the cloaked teen looked back to the grave and gave a small, yet sad smile. Don't worry, it's just Sigrid.

You remember her right? She's training me to be a super hero and learn to help me control my powers. It's not easy with them being so different, but she's really easy to talk. She has ice powers just like me and she's become sort of like a mother to me. N-Not that she's a better mom than you! Laughing nervously at her slip up, Samantha looked back to the entrance where her mentor awaited her and turned back to smile to her mother's resting place. Running down the long icy pathway, Samantha slowly breathed in the ice cold night air and focused on her powers.

Feeling the cold energy of her ice work its magic, Samantha jumped into the air before landing on the street below and let her ice powers cover the ground in a thick layer of ice, allowing her to swiftly skate down the large hill and towards the entrance. Slowing her decent and speeding out through the entrance gates, Samantha skated over to her mentor's motorcycle and skidded to a halt.

Placing her left hand on her hip and raising her right hand in the air in an exaggerated pose, Samantha gave a joking smile to her mentor. I'd give it twenty out of ten if I do say so myself. Laughing and indulging in the teens' antics, the taller young woman clapped her hands as a sign of approval and removed her helmet. The face of a beautiful older woman stared back at the young teen, though she looked as if she had been frozen to the core. With the curves any woman could be jealous of, long flowing pure white hair that gave a wild and untamed look to the woman, and blue eyes as bright as the morning sky, all seemed mysterious and beautiful, however it was the ice cold blue skin that covered her body that was the most noticeable trait.

Strong, confident, enigmatic, and beautiful. That was everything the young teen could describe about her mentor, or at leas the most she could think of.

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She had met her mentor long ago when her powers had first started to go out of control. If Ice Maiden hadn't been there at the time, Samantha was sure she wouldn't have been able to control her powers long enough to stop herself rom creating a blizzard at the ripe old age of twelve. She was everything that Samantha wanted to be in both a super hero and a woman when she grew up. Ice Maiden was a kind yet strong woman who had defied the destiny that was thrusted on her by her own family and took the results of that fate to make something amazing out of herself.

From her kind nature, to her near flawless control of her powers and confidence, the young protege wanted to be just like her. Though I give it nine of ten. Dropping her arms down at the answer, the teen huffed and walked over to the back and hopped on. Smiling, Ice Maiden made a twirl of her finger, motioning to the pose Samantha had done moments ago.

And that confidence you got. Admirable, but will get tiny snowflake in trouble. Giving a shocked looked, Samantha shook her head and stuck out her tongue. I say it was a masterful end to my landing. It gave it energy. Shaking her head, Ice Maiden turned to her controls and revved the engine of her motorcycle once more to warm it up. No frowning on birthday or eve of Christ. Now let's go find some naughty people in town and stop from ruining the holiday.

A bit nervous about the drive, the smaller teen gripped onto her mentor's waist tighter. She'd never seen her mentor riding a motorcycle before since she met her. Was this a gift from Black Canary? Had she made sure her mentor passed with flying colors before giving her what the smaller teen considered a death trap?! Giving no verbal answer but a hearty laugh, Ice Maiden revved the engine once more and turning the wheel to head towards the city before speeding off, the squeak of surprise coming from the tinier hero drowned out at the sound of the engine.

Let's see if this doesn't make your Christmas more merry! Getting closer and closer to the chaos going on in the city, Samantha pulled on her mentor's jacket, signaling her to slow down and stop. Feeling the tug, Ice Maiden slowed down her motorcycle, careful not to let it slip on the icy ground beneath and placed her foot on the ground and turned back to look at her protege. Looking to her mentor, Samantha turned her helmeted gaze to the screams and fog of ice Icicle Jr. If we do he'll either mess with the traction of the bike and the ground with his ice or he'll slam a wall in front of us to crash in.

I'm gonna head off from here and meet you there. I'll distract him until you get there. Getting off the bike and removing her helmet, the teen handed her helmet to her mentor and placed her hood back on her head. Taking the helmet from her protege and looking at it for a few moments, Ice Maiden moved the plastic protecter shield from her helmet and turned to look at her protege eye to eye.

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