Ice powers gone wrong

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Allison's POV

The minute I got home, I ran all the way up the stairs. Ice following me like a shadow. The stairs covered in a thick coating of ice. I burst through my bedroom. I had to get warm, I had to get warm. I'm getting too cold. It's getting worse and worse. It's never gotten this bad. And I'm scared. I threw my closet door opened and threw on whatever I thought would keep me warm. I grabbed my beanie and placed it on top of my head. But none of it was working. I have to get to the bathroom. I could hear the sound of thick ice covering all of my windows and walls. Even the floor. I have to get into the tub. But as I was just about to rush over to the bathroom, I found out that I couldn't move. I looked down and saw that my feet were frozen to the floor. My eyes widened in fear as ice climbed up my body. I couldn't move my limbs or my body. It was getting higher and higher. I raised my hand to try and open the door. But my arm was stuck that way with a thick coating of ice. Oh no. I don't want to be a popsicle for the rest of my life!

Someone help me!

Please!

I felt frozen solid. My entire body was covered in ice. And the last thing that I saw was, white.

Third person POV

Will came home early. Gwen had to do something, so studying was canceled. But the minute he stepped into the house, he stopped into his tracks. Ice covered the entire house. "Whoa!", he said shocked. Even the stairs were covered in ice. His eyes widened. "Allison!", he yelled as he tried to run up the stairs. He almost slipped from how slippery it was. But he was able to climb them without falling. He ran down the hall to her room, and stopped in shock at the stage her bedroom door was in. The entire thing was covered in ice. He panicked. So he did the only thing he could think of. He busted the door open. It cracked, but it didn't break. It must have been some thick ice for it to stay that way.

He tried pushing his shoulder into the door again, and again, and again. It was giving in, but it was still strong. Which surprised him since his power was strength. He growled under his breath and grit his teeth. Nothing was going to stop him from saving his sister. He got a head start and rammed his shoulder into the door. And it broke into two pieces. Hitting the ground with a big *Thump* he gasped at the state of his sisters room. The entire room was covered in white. He shivered from how cold it was. He rubbed his arms to keep him warm. He went to walk deeper into the room, but a hand stopped him from doing So. He looked in front of him, and he literally jumped half a foot into the air. He gasped loudly, his eyes full of fear. "Oh my god! Allison!", he yelled his sisters name.

There she was, looking like one of those ice sculptures she usually made. But it was definitely her. And yet her skin was white as snow.

Her hands were cold and white, her fingers cold at the touch

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Her hands were cold and white, her fingers cold at the touch. Her eyelashes covered in frost. Her lips blue, her hair covered in frost and ice. Her whole body was covered in ice. He stood there just looking at her, in a weird way, she was beautiful. But then his eyes widened. Was she okay?! Is she going to lose oxygen?! He had to get help now! He literally ran down the stairs, nearly tumbling down them. He ran into the kitchen and grabbed the normal phone, knowing his parents weren't being heroes at the moment. But he knew they were at their human life job. They only told him to call if there were an emergency. But you would think this was a emergency right? I mean your sister has turned into a freaking popsicle. I would think that would be an emergency, right?

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