Prologue

Cold, the only sensation that I felt throughout my body as I shuddered and shivered in pain. Having no idea where I am or was only looking at the never ending darkness all around me.

For what felt like eternity, the freezing winter that haunted me started to die down to a soothing howl of winds brushing my skin. Finding a light in the blanket of darkness around me, I subconsciously move closer and closer until the blinding light roars, taking shape of a demonic visage.

?!??!?

Screaming awake was an immediate red flag and a strange figure comes barging into my room holding me, and comforting me?

"Hey hey hey... Shh its ok Bobby. Calm down." The feminine figure tried to soothe me until my screaming died down. Taking deep breaths I feel my sweat covered body and- 'wait a second, Bobby?!?'

"W-What?! Who!?" I stammered out forming incoherent words.

"Its ok. Its me Mom. You're ok now." The figure now known as my 'mother' let go of me and looked straight into my eyes. A strange comfort and calmness washed over my body, I guess being held by a loved one has that kind of effect.

As I calmed down my mother tucked me back into bed and walked out of my room. With my mind trying to process this whole situation. 'What the hell is happening??!? Who is Bobby? How did I relate that person as my mother?!?'

So many thoughts raced through my mind trying to figure out what happened, when something in my mind clicked.

I died.

I was nobody, a below average guy that goes to work as an accountant for accountants. With a penchant for anime, fantasy and fanfiction. Literal bottom of the food chain. When moments before death, a truck almost hit me as I was crossing the road triggering a multitude of events where a block of ice flattened me.

Now coping with a new lease on life that I suddenly received I will live my life hopefully better, and hopefully a stress free life.

"ITS HIS FAULT FOR NOT HAVING A SPINE!!" I heard a deep voice shout, presumably my father.

"HE IS BEING BULLIED BY HIS CLASSMATES YOU DON'T HAVE TO BULLY HIM AT HOME TOO!!" My mother argued back.

"Telling him to grow some balls is a teaching moment Madeline. If you were a man you would understand." As my parents argue about my rite of passage to becoming man. I sort out the memories of this body.

As I shuffle through the memories of one Robert 'Bobby' Drake, I see that he was bullied a lot by a kid named Rocky, being put down by his father for having dreams and- overall his father was a dick. As I finish combing through Bobby's memories I come to the horrifying conclusion that my life will be hell.

"Oh god no.....I'm Iceman."