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Sinful smile spread across her pink lips as she strutted herself and her captive down the main hall way towards the cells. The whispers and stares of her fellow agents as she based them seemed to only boost her ego further. So much for you couldn’t find him…amateurs. “Would you stop that tugging?” She snapped at her captive as she forced him around to her side instead of letting him linger behind her. “You will pay for this.” Natasha rolled her eyes at him, “we will see about that.” Her grip tightened around his wrist, the skin underneath her hand began turning cooler as small ice particles began forming. The captive seemed to shudder feeling the coolness creeping up his arm and down his spin.

As they were about to turn the corner a loud bang echoed through the halls and as Natasha lost focus for a second as something came racing past them shoving her and her captive up against opposite walls. “STOP HIM!” A number of agents came running after the escapee. Natasha cringed hitting the wall and collapsed to her knees. However, her eyes quickly locked onto her captive who inturn was staring at her. Don’t you do it! For a few seconds they just stared at each other waiting for someone to make the first move. Like any criminal he decided to make a dash for it but Natasha was all ready for it. Her hand stretched out and his movements began to slow down and within a few seconds he was incapable of moving any further. His skin began to turn a light blue in colour as his body became consumed in a small layer of frost. Within an instance the frost turn into a thick layer of ice. Natasha just grinned happily at her ice sculpture before turning her attention to the speedy escapee.

The escapee had already made it all the way down the hallway and there was no way she would be able to catch up to him. Unless…. Her dark brown eyes gazed upon the fire sprinklers. Hm, that might work. “Time to let it rain,” her hands reach inside her pockets as she pulled out a lighter and flicked it open holding it towards the sprinkler. It didn’t take long for the fire alarm to switch on and the sprinkles to set off. Natasha giggled like a small child as she twirled around on the spot enjoying the trickling of rain on her skin. But her moment of joy only lasted a short moment as her focus was drawn back to the situation in front of her. She gently closed her eyes.

The temperature began to drop rapidly in the corridor; the windows iced up as the water droplets cooled down and formed snow flakes. The floor froze around her feet before the ice slowly progressed forward and up the walls. Within a flash the hallway was covered in ice, the sprinkles were frozen solid and so was everything, objects and human being, in the corridor. However, there was one exception, Natasha. Her eyes shot open, a wicked smirk on her face as she slowly slid across the ground towards the end of the hallway. She elegantly twirled around the frozen agents like a figure skater performing a routine. Natasha softly hummed a tune to herself, feeling rather proud of her accomplishments.

She came to a sudden halt seeing the escapee frozen solid with a very happy grin on his face. “Don’t know why you are so happy…you haven’t made it outside yet.” She chuckled to herself flicking the part of the ice block where the escape’s head was. Silly boy..



1 Hour Later….

“Mister Davis, don’t play dumb with me. You and….I both know you are not smart enough to pull something like that off. So who is your accomplice?” She slammed her arms down on the restraints around her captive’s wrists. “FUCK YOU BITCH! I ain’t telling you shit,” he yelled at her before gathering all his saliva in his mouth and spitting at her, straight in the face. Natasha pulled her face away and took a step. A fierce look spread across her face as she wiped the spit of her face. Wrong move.

“Don’t you dare talk to me like that you piece of shit,” she back kicked him in the face making him and the chair loose balance and fall back onto the ground with a loud thud. Natasha moves right next to his face, her lips inches away from his ears. “You should know my powers by now…and if I was you I would be worried about your manhood,” she softly whispered into his ear as one of her hands moved down his stomach and into his pants. "I can shatter things into millions of pieces." Natasha scrams around in his underwear for a moment before grabbing hold tightly of what she was looking for. Hearing him cringe only made her chuckled more as she softly whispered again. “I like ice popsicles a lot!”