Threats Will Suff-Ice (a SheZow fic)

	Coldfinger was up late, reading SheZow comic books in bed. He planned on pulling an all-nighter, despite his mother having told him not to do so. There were some strange noises coming from outside, which were easily heard thanks to the open window; but Coldfinger paid it no mind, assuming it to be a stray cat or something. "Heh heh heh...with enough studying, I'll be able to come up with the greatest plan to take out SheZow!"
	"...SheZow? Why take her out when I'm here?"
	Coldfinger paused, dropping his comic book. He got out of bed and looked around, grabbing his coat off the floor and putting it on. "Is that...?" Holding up his right hand, he produced an ice blade on his wrist.
	"C'moooon. I came all this way to see you!"
	Coldfinger leaned out the window only for SheBang to swing his head down from above. He hung upside down in front of Coldfinger. "How dare you show your face here!" Coldfinger growled, raising the ice blade. SheBang teleported to the ground.
	Wagging his finger, SheBang looked up at Coldfinger. "Bad idea. Why don't you take a look at your house." Coldfinger raised an eyebrow, before looking on the outside walls of the house. There were numerous Compact Sticky Bombs all over it.
	"Wh...WHAT?!" Coldfinger's eyes went wide as he stepped back. SheBang teleported again, this time appearing seated on the windowsill right in front of Coldfinger. He crossed his legs.
	"You get it now, right? One button press and mommy dearest goes bye-bye along with your house," SheBang told, tilting his head and smiling.
	Coldfinger stomped angrily and cursed under his breath. He looked right at SheBang and retracted the ice blade. "What do you want?"
	"You."
	"Huh?"
	"You heard me. It's a good thing you regenerated that arm and leg. You're going to help me kill someone, right now. Let's go," SheBang told.
	"Oh...OH. That. No choice, I guess. But...how do I know you won't still set those bombs off after I help you?" Coldfinger asked, narrowing his eyes at SheBang.
	"Don't play stupid. If I did that, I wouldn't have any LEVERAGE over you anymore! No, I'll only kill her if you try to turn on me or say no to my demands. I won't ask anything beyond your power," SheBang explained.
	"BEYOND my power?! Nothing is beyond my power!" Coldfinger claimed, holding up two handfuls of swirling snow. There was suddenly a knock on the door.
	"...Timmy? I'm coming in."
	"No, Mother--!!"
	Coldfinger's mother opened the door to see her son, as well as what appeared to be a girl with pigtails, thigh boots, and a miniskirt. She cleared her throat. "So...what's all this about, exactly?!"
	"Mother, you don't understand, she's--"
	"Oh! I remember now!" Coldfinger's mother exclaimed. She looked at SheBang. "You're that friend that Timmy brought over once! It was great to see he finally made a friend. And a girl, even! Timmy's growing up so fast! What's your name?"
	"It's SheBang!" SheBang chimed. He smiled cutely.
	"MOTHER!" Coldfinger trembled with anger.
	"C'mon, let's go play outside!" SheBang exclaimed, grabbing Coldfinger's hand.
	"Look at the time!" Coldfinger's mother gestured toward the clock on Coldfinger's wall. "...Actually, no. Go, have fun. It'll be nice for you to get outside and away from those comic books more often, Timmy. Just don't be out TOO late!"
	Coldfinger groaned. SheBang tugged his hand before the two walked over to the window. "Nice to meet you, Coldfinger's Mom!" SheBang told before jumping out the window. Coldfinger followed before his mother left the room and shut the door behind her.

	SheBang was giggling like a school girl as the two of them walked further away from the bomb-covered house. "What a stupid cow SHE IS!!"
	"HEY! Shut your mouth about Mother!" Coldfinger yelled.
	SheBang produced his Laser Hair Dryer and made a motion of pressing the Compact Sticky Bombs' mass detonation button. "Or you'll WHAT, Coldfinger?" SheBang asked.
	Coldfinger kicked a rock across the street and avoided eye contact. "...So who are we killing, and why?"
	"SheZap. Because I know she's still after me," SheBang explained, putting the Laser Hair Dryer away.
	"So she's trying to kill you? Why?" Coldfinger asked.
	"I might have messed up her plans once or twice. I didn't really have a choice the second time, though," SheBang replied. "She didn't like that very much."
	"Maybe she'll ambush us and kill you before you can set off those bombs. That would be....ha ha ha ha ha...!!" Coldfinger laughed uncontrollably at the thought of it.
	"Or she'll attack you first while I run away," SheBang suggested. The two glared at one another.
	"Forget it. Let's just get this done!" Coldfinger looked from side to side. "So where IS SheZap, anyway?"
	"Not sure. I know she's looking for me, though, since I haven't transformed back to normal. I'm only transformed when there's danger."
	"Convenient," Coldfinger commented.
	"No, I hate it. I don't want any of this. If I could just transform whenever I wanted to, I wouldn't have to..." SheBang turned away as tears started to form.
	"And now you're crying?!" Coldfinger laughed. "Are all girls this...emotionally unstable? Or is it just you?"
	"Oh, who cares! All I have to do is kill before I'm killed, and then I can keep having fun!" SheBang wiped the tears from his eyes. "SheZap first, then SheZow! And maybe Tara too! They're all DEAD!"
	"You don't have many friends, do you?" Coldfinger asked.
	"Look who's talking! And I don't NEED friends! As long as I'm transformed and no one's after me, I'm happy!" SheBang assured.
	"Ha ha ha ha ha!!"
	"...She's here," SheBang warned. He produced a pair of Shuribbons. Coldfinger produced an ice blade.
	"I AM! But where? Over here, over there..." SheZap mocked, not revealing his position. His voice came from different directions each time he spoke, suggesting a mix of super speed and phasing powers. Several balls of goo flew down from above, but SheBang and Coldfinger dodged them. "Hahaha!"
	"She seems even worse than YOU," Coldfinger muttered.
	"Now, that's not very nice, judging someone before getting to know them!" SheZap told, phasing through a building to the duo's left. SheBang threw both of his Shuribbons, but SheZap dodged them easily. The Shuribbons embedded themselves in the building's wall. "You're really not that observant, SheBang. I've been watching and listening since you got to Freeze Man's house!"
	"It's not FREEZE MAN! It's COLDFINGER!" Coldfinger corrected.
	"You're not observant, either," SheBang sighed, narrowing his eyes at SheZap.
	"I heard everything important!" SheZap assured. "Like how you're ALL ALONE, poor little pitiful SheBang. Hence why you have to use a hostage just to get someone to help you!" SheZap burst out laughing.
	"Like YOU have friends!" SheBang yelled.
	"Why would I have friends? The only thing I want is chaos. Complete anarchy!" SheZap pointed out. "Everything and everyone in this city is my toy. But when certain toys don't work the way they should..." He looked straight at SheBang and cracked his knuckles. "They belong in the trash! You were so fun to play with...for ONE night!"
	Coldfinger cringed and stepped away from SheBang, his eye twitching slightly. "NO! We didn't do anything like THAT!" SheBang insisted. "She and I beat up SheZow once, and then--"
	"Traitor. Dirty, dirty traitor, SheBang!" SheZap growled. He lunged at SheBang and punched him in the face, sending him tumbling down the sidewalk. SheBang stopped face down. SheZap laughed as SheBang got up and looked at Coldfinger.
	"What are YOU DOING?!" SheBang shouted. He pointed at SheZap. "KILL HER, NOW!! OR ELSE!!" Coldfinger begrudgingly obeyed. He rushed at SheZap with his ice blade ready, only for SheZap to draw his Laser Hair Curler, activate it, and slice the ice blade off of Coldfinger's wrist with a single slash. Coldfinger lept back.
	"Heh heh...my Hair Curler is a lot hotter than SheZow's Lipstick," SheZap pointed out. "Tough luck for an ice guy like you."
	"Then choke on this!" Coldfinger held his hands forward and blasted SheZap with a blizzard. SheZap raised his Laser Hair Curler and his opposite forearm to defend against it, but Coldfinger kept the pressure on. Seeing SheBang about to make a move, Coldfinger stopped the attack and charged forward.
	"Moron, you--" SheZap was cut off as SheBang kicked him in the back, sending him flying into a parked car. The glass of one of the side windows shattered. SheZap's body trembled from the pain and the cold. "Urrrgh..." He pulled himself out of the car and phased through the ground.
	"She can do that wherever, whenever she wants?!" Coldfinger took a step back. "Why does everyone around here use the laws of physics as a pincushion?!"
	"The same reason you do that with the weather," SheBang commented. Coldfinger summoned a group of snowman minions. "...And nature itself, apparently."
	SheZap re-appeared near a manhole. He removed the cover and threw it like a frisbee toward Coldfinger. Coldfinger conjured up an ice wall to block it. "Minions, attack her!" Coldfinger ordered, pointing at SheZap. SheZap jumped down the hole in the street, into the sewer. Coldfinger's snowmen followed after him. Coldfinger turned to SheBang. "Well?"
	"I don't want to go in THERE!" SheBang cried. "That's a SEWER! It's smelly and gross!"
	Coldfinger groaned. "You've got your enemy on the run! Don't be such a girl."
	SheBang growled. "Well maybe I WANT to be!"
	"...Huh? But you are," Coldfinger replied. SheBang covered his mouth. Coldfinger gave him a push. "Just get going! The less time I have to waste with you, the better! Actually, I'll go first." Coldfinger climbed down the ladder leading into the sewer. "SheBang! Get down here! You'll be fine, you big baby!" SheBang whimpered as he reluctantly followed.

	 The two of them walked along the sewer's narrow pathway. Dirty water flowed alongside them. "Ewww..."
	Coldfinger backhanded SheBang across the cheek. "Shut. Up." SheBang glared at Coldfinger, but didn't hit him back. "You dragged me into this, remember!"
	"What happened to your snowmen?" SheBang asked.
	"Uh..." Coldfinger looked around. Melted snow flowed from around a corner. He ran in that direction, followed by SheBang. The two of them were faced with melted snow and other snowman parts, but SheZap was nowhere to be seen.
	"You two are complete morons!"
	SheBang readied his Laser Hair Dryer. Coldfinger formed a thicker ice blade on his wrist than before. "This time..." Coldfinger muttered.
	SheZap phased through the wall to the pair's left, a bit further back from their current position. "This is my home turf! And don't bother trying to go back the way you came. I sealed that up nice and good!" SheZap bragged, holding up a handful of goo. He tossed it into the flowing water. "Narrow pathways, lots of turns. Perfect for my powers. And I've figured out your teleporting power, SheBang. Not only can you not teleport through solid objects, but you can only teleport in the direction you're LOOKING. Good luck getting much use of that in here!" SheZap laughed. "And you..." SheZap turned to Coldfinger and produced his Laser Hair Curler. "You seem to not be able to...take the heat!" SheZap lunged at Coldfinger. Coldfinger went to block with his own blade, but SheBang jumped in between them and conjured his Heart Shield to block SheZap's slash. Charging up his Laser Hair Dryer, SheBang blasted SheZap at point-blank range, sending him flying down the passageway. He looked up before rolling to the side, phasing through the wall.
	SheBang avoided eye contact with Coldfinger. "Don't get the wrong idea. I only shielded you because you're useful to me."
	Coldfinger tilted his head. "Obviously."
	"Ugh, being around you is making me twitch..." SheBang complained.
	"Then why don't I make you SCREAM instead?!" SheZap poked his head out from inside the wall. SheBang spun around and fired a burst of shots from his Laser Hair Dryer at SheZap, only for SheZap to phase back into the wall. "Hahahaha!" SheZap's laugh echoed throughout the corridors as SheBang turned from one direction to the next. SheZap appeared again, his head poking down from the ceiling this time. SheBang fired but was foiled by the same method as before. His laughs were heard once again.
	"Where is she...? W-WHERE IS SHE?!" SheBang stammered. He ran forward a little, and then paused, looking around constantly.
	Coldfinger looked around a little, before looking right at SheBang. SheBang was trembling all over and breathing heavily. "Calm down, idiot! She's just trying to throw off--" Coldfinger was cut off as SheZap dropped from the ceiling and slammed both of his heels into the top of Coldfinger's head, dazing him and causing him to fall backward onto the railing. SheZap hit him in the stomach with a straight punch, breaking the railing and knocking Coldfinger into the water. The water was deep enough for him to be completely submerged.
	"Heh heh heh...! Close combat really is the best, don't you think?" SheZap's eyes widened as he grinned at SheBang. He jumped into the air and did a spinning kick, forcing SheBang to lead over backwards to avoid it; however, SheBang lost his balance and landed on his rear. He put away the Laser Hair Dryer as SheZap raised his right leg into the air. SheZap brought the raised leg down hard, but SheBang caught the bottom of his foot with both hands. SheZap put the pressure on harder. SheBang continued to push back, adjusting his own legs into a kneeling position so he could use more force. SheZap produced two handfuls of goo and hit SheBang in the face with them. Crying out in disgust, SheBang let go of SheZap's foot to try to get the goo off, only for SheZap to kick him in the chest and knock him onto his back. SheZap stomped on SheBang's stomach repeatedly. "You brought this on yourself, weakling! I'll mount your head on one of the walls down here. And SheZow's will go right next to it someday, after I've gotten bored of her! HAHAHAHA!...Hmm?" SheZap was intrigued by the water. The entire stream of it had been frozen solid. SheBang cried out in pain. "Still alive, huh...Coldfinger."
	Coldfinger walked along the top of the frozen sewer water. "Ice...so would like to see you TRY to kill me!" He grinned at SheZap and crossed his arms, standing still.
	"Heat beats ice every time, loser!" SheZap boasted, jumping into the air and producing his Laser Hair Curler, aiming it straight down at Coldfinger. Coldfinger jumped to the side at the last moment, high enough for him to use his right hand to grab a railing. The Laser Hair Curler hit the ice, stabbing a hole in it.  When SheZap landed on that spot a split second later, the force of his jump caused the ice to break. He landed in the water, his hair messed up from the dirtiness of the sewer water. SheZap struggled to climb back up, but couldn't muster the strength with his hair being messed up. "WHAT?! Why can't I...?!"
	"HAHAHAHAHA!" Coldfinger laughed. "I KNEW it! Your weakness and SheZow's are one and the same!" Raising his left hand, Coldfinger blasted a blizzard at the spot where SheZap had fallen through the ice. He kept the pressure going and going until the spot was re-frozen. The ice was thick enough that SheZap couldn't be seen in any detail. Trapped under the ice and unable to use any of his powers in this form with his hair messed up, SheZap turned into his Guy form and held his breath before phasing through the wall to his right and escaping, all the while remaining out of sight. Exhausted from the battle and realizing he was at a disadvantage against two opponents even with a favorable battlefield, SheZap didn't come back. Coldfinger laughed even harder. "HAHAHAHAAAA!! PERFECT! I'll kill SheZow this way as well!" Pulling himself onto the pathway, he found himself on the opposite side of the corridor as SheBang, who was curled up, trembling, with goo still on his face. Coldfinger raised his hands once again and crafted an ice bridge leading to the other side, which he then walked across. He jumped over the railing and landed in front of SheBang. Nudging SheBang with his boot, Coldfinger grinned at him. SheBang's eyes were still closed as he whimpered. The grin on Coldfinger's face became a frown. "What is wrong with you?"
	"No more...!!" SheBang cried.
	"It's over. It's done!" Coldfinger pointed out. "I drowned her!"
	SheBang's eyes went wide. He wiped the remaining goo from his face. "Then that means..." SheBang smiled, his eyes sparkling as he looked at Coldfinger. SheBang readied the Laser Hair Dryer.
	"I KNEW it! I knew you were gonna double-cross me!" Coldfinger growled. He produced an icy claw on each hand.
	"No. I'm leaving," SheBang stated. He charged up his weapon and aimed it straight up, blasting a hole in the ceiling. SheBang teleported away quickly.

	SheBang kept teleporting until he got to the park that he semi-frequented. After jumping behind some bushes, he was forcibly transformed back into Morgan. Morgan breathed a sigh of relief. "As much as I prefer the SheBang look...I just need some sleep right now." He laid back on the grass and dirt, shutting his eyes.

	Coldfinger had used the hole that SheBang had made to get back outside. The police had closed the road off due to the giant hole in it. An officer stopped Coldfinger.
	"You. What happened here, do you know?" the officer asked.
	"SheBang happened," Coldfinger sighed.
	"Who...?"
	"You know that pigtailed girl who caused all that trouble? Stole ice cream, damaged property...she did this, too," Coldfinger explained. "Don't bother trying to catch her, even I couldn't keep her imprisoned for long."
	"...I see. Well, thanks for the information."
	"Yeah, yeah...I'm busy," Coldfinger grumbled. He turned away from the officer and kept walking.
	Another officer approached the one who had questioned Coldfinger. "That's a confession to a kidnapping, right there. And isn't that Coldfinger? Isn't he wanted?"
	"Leave the supervillains to the superheroes. That's my policy. The chief wouldn't hold it against me."
	"...This is why no one believes in the police anymore."

	Upon returning home, Coldfinger noticed that the Compact Sticky Bombs had vanished. "So the little witch told the truth! Hahahaha...ice suppose she has a few redeeming traits. So...I'll make her death quick and painless, when the time comes!" Coldfinger chuckled to himself as he conjured a ladder made of ice and leaned it up against the house. He climbed up the ladder into his room. Pushing the ladder onto the ground and knowing it would melt soon enough, he shut the window and turned to his bed, only for his mother to burst into the room.
	"Do you know what TIME it is, Timmy? Here I am, all worried about you...and LOOK AT YOU! Your clothes are filthy! What were you and that SheBang girl DOING?!"
	"Uh...stuff?"
	"STUFF?! You get in the shower right now! I'll bring you a fresh change of clothes!"
	"...Yes, Mother." Coldfinger sighed as he trudged down the hall.
	"AND TAKE OFF THOSE DIRTY BOOTS!"
	"YES, MOTHER," Coldfinger growled. Taking his boots off, he groaned. "I knew things ended way too well..." he muttered under his breath.