Fanfic #66 Of Ice and Men by Flightless Man (Young Justice)

Summary: An Icicle Jr self-insert, where the MC wants nothing to do with either side of the super powered lifestyle. Only one problem with this plan… his new body already agreed to get arrested. It's going to take every ounce of skill, charm, and an extra heaping of luck, for the new and hopefully improved Cameron Makhent to break free from a life of crime.

Chapters: 24

Words: 33,000

Status: Ongoing

Link: https://forums.sufficientvelocity.com/threads/of-ice-and-men-young-justice-icicle-junior-si.102937

Chapter 1: Cold Open

Star City

July 4, 8:27 AM PDT

Blinking my eyes nearly ends up with me collapsing in shock. One moment I was kicking the door to the chicken coop shut and suddenly I'm standing on a bridge with traffic whizzing by. It sort of looks like the Golden Gate Bridge.

When I reach a hand up to rub at my eyes, the translucent blue fingers finally do bring me to my knees. What the hell is going on?

Honks blast at me as the cars swerve around, the drivers only noticing my strange appearance at the last second. Of course with each blast of sound that signals a near miss, I gasp in fright.

Each sudden jerk of my body creates a blast of pale blue energy, creating spiky formations on the pavement. One of the cars swerves too late and catches one of my creations.

The driver's face contorts into one of sheer terror as he crashes into and halfway through the railing. I don't pay attention to the accident however, instead I focus on the energy skating along my arms.

"This has to be a dream." Nothing else could explain this kind of strangeness.

When I try and think back on how I got here, only a handful of confusing memories flood into my mind. I'm supposed to get arrested?

That doesn't make sense until I finally catch sight of my reflection in my most recent creation. Am I Icicle junior? From that new Young Justice cartoon that premiered a couple days ago?

So if this is a dream of the first episode, that means I'm supposed to get in a fight with Green Arrow and Speedy. Since I really don't want to get my ass kicked, I really don't think that's how I'm going to wake myself up.

What can I do to keep myself busy instead, until the two show up? Ideas race though my mind but I know I'm not talented enough to do most of them.

"Oh…" A smirk begins to creep across my face as I finally decide. "That will work." Turning towards the bay below, I allow the energy inside me to cascade forth.

The subzero beam crashes against the waves and instantly freezes them. In minutes the sheet of ice is already a few feet thick and growing before my eyes.

When I'm finally satisfied it can hold my art, I begin to lift my fingers carefully. First I create a pair of rough looking feet, one with only four toes.

"Slow down and focus, don't want to make a monster." Gritting my teeth in frustration, I move onto the bare calves.

I don't really notice when the bridge gets barricaded from both sides. But I do appreciate when it gets quiet.

I'm putting the finishing touches on the woman's head and getting ready to move onto the arms. Though of course that's when the heroes finally arrive.

"Trying to put out a personal ad?" The red headed sidekick laughs at the same time his arrow strikes the road beside me. "Realized it was the only way you'd find your dream girl?"

The cloud of green smoke billows up around me and I start to cough. But even as my breathing starts to slow down, I react as if someone else is piloting my body.

I roll to the side and reflexively create a wall of ice, before growling back at the figments of my imagination. "New York has the Statue of Liberty. I figured Star City should have our own Statue of Nudity."

That gets a string of laughter from Green Arrow and he thankfully calls out for Speedy to wait. "This is a new kind of crime for you. What inspired this?"

I can vaguely remember that Cameron's father is in Belle Reve. Though I'm pretty sure that wasn't in the first two episodes.

When I realize the archers are still waiting for an answer, I wrack my brain. "Dad's in jail now and I decided I wanted to do my own thing."

"So you decided on graffiti?" Of course Speedy isn't going to give me a break. "You probably should have taken some art classes first, because that's terrible."

"I don't know," Defends Green Arrow and it makes me smile. "It's not that bad. You can definitely see he had a good idea, even if the technique isn't quite up to snuff." His easy going tone gets just a little bit harder. "Only problem is, that's still going to be a danger to the entire city. Probably cause more damage than anything else you've ever done."

"What are you talking about?" I'm not trying to wreck anything, just keep myself busy until the dream is over.

"The feet are already starting to melt and when that thing falls over…" Explains Green Arrow as calmly as he can.

His sidekick finishes with a reignited rage directed towards me. "It's going to make a pretty big wave."

"Well…" Oops. "You guys should probably go deal with that." I don't give them a chance to react and throw myself off the bridge.

While the two archers leap into action and try to safely bring down my statue, I create a slide of ice to catch me. It curves away from the heroes and brings me back towards the city far faster than I could run.

As I whoop in glee, I nearly smack myself in frustration. Why the hell did I stay on the bridge? I should have just done this right away!

Star City

July 4, 9:14 PM PDT

Once I was on shore, it didn't take long for my feet to find the way back to the Icebox. Father's crew was confused to see me back, with a few whispering to each other when they thought I was distracted.

I should have done something about it right away and not just distract myself by playing with my powers. After a few hours I was exhausted and when I emerged from the freezer, every was giving me strange looks.

"Something on my face?" Why are my dream henchmen acting so weird?

"Sorry about this Cam," One of the bigger thugs shrugs at me, while a scrawny blonde opens the back door. "But you wasn't supposed to come back for months. We needed a new boss."

"What?" Heavy thuds announce the arrival of a very large guest.

"I gave you to the count of ten to leave, but it's a long hallway." The massive man has bright red skin and a nearly seven foot stature. "You ran out of time before I even made it halfway."

Brick slams his meaty left fist into his equally massive right, stalking towards me with a mocking grin on his face. Instead of running like I would if this was reality, I decide the dream's not very fun anymore.

A blast of pale blue slams against Brick's chest and starts to cover him in a layer of ice. But to my shock, the powerhouse still manages to reach me.

With a single swing of one of his basketball sized fists, pain explodes in my skull. I have only a second to think it's strange that didn't wake me up, before feeling my back slam hard into the floor. MY vision fades into blackness and I finally realize this might not be a dream.