Anders Kelvin A.K.A King Chill (Hero Path)

"Move it, dude, move it." As multiple spiky haired blond men unload a truck, they look over their shoulder. The leader, one with a goatee, looks the most wary.

"Look, we've finally gotten ourselves a big score. We've just gotta get down to to the pier. Before he shows up.....P.O.D, did you prep the getaway car? ....P.O.D?........Emerson?" When the lead criminal turns around, he sees one of his men has been completely frozen solid, and the last person he wanted to see has arrived.

"King Chill?"

"Glad to see you remember me, Bizkit. You and your little frosted tip gang finally stopped robbing convenience stores?"

Even in this situation, the criminal can't help but chuckle. "Last time you caught us, you told us we could be doing much more with our powers. I really took that to heart. Now, we're gonna sell these alien weapons to some mystery buyer and get rich! Well, after I knock you out, of course. Hope they forgive me for using the merchandise!" Using his powers, Bizkit's eyes glow blue as the weapons he unloaded start firing blasts at King Chill.

Anders Kelvin sits in his room, recounting the story to his loyal butler, Min. "I don't know how the Frosted Tip Gang of all people managed to figure out how to hijack a government vehicle! And the fight they gave was harder than anything I've ever dealt with from them before!"

Min ponders what she's heard as she wraps his arm in a bandage. "And you think there's more to this, sir?"

"I know there is. Because, while taking them all on was harder. They're still idiots at the end of the day, just now idiots with alien guns. But while I was fighting them, I felt my powers....slipping."- - - - - -

King Chill ducks under a shot fired by Bizkit, as he looks around and analyzes the scene.

"Thing with Bizkit is if he loses focus, the technology stops working. But I can't get to him because Roach and Korn are blocking him. And his gun is more powerful than my ice blasts...."

He's cut out of his stupor by Roach, who seems confused. "Uhh....King Chill? I know we're enemies and all, but you're totally dripping, dude."

King Chill looks down to see that his armor is melting. "Oh shit." Not wanting to show any more weakness, he quickly recovers. He gestures his hand to do some sort of attack, but before he can make his next move, a popping sound makes him realize what's about to happen.

"Please, anyone but her." He says under his breath.

And with three sharp punches to the jaw, a new hero arrives and takes out the remaining gang members. Pop-up, of the Lairen City Libertines, has made her appearance.

And what an appearance it is. For reasons unknown to King Chill, all the heroes who have decided to protect Lairen City have been very attractive women. Adorned in a tight black onesie with a white P in the center, she has made an impression on the city. For both aspiring heroes like King Chill, and aspiring bad guys like the Frosted Tip Gang.

As Bizkit slips into unconsciousness, the words "marry me, Pop-up!" are the last things heard. The lady of the hour turns to King Chill and pulls him in for a picture. "Good first mission, cold finger! But you'll need to learn how to stay cool under pressure!"

"She did not say that, sir."

"She did, no joke! It took everything I had not to lose my head. You know, I looked up to them when I first got my powers. I mean, they got acclimated to this hero stuff quick, and they fought all those villains with the flashy powers, but once I became a hero I realize they remind me of the rich folks I hang out with. And that's not a complement."

"And if they asked you to join, you'd say no?"

"Course not, have you seen them? And besides, that's my only real path to being part of the wider hero community. The Angels don't look at just anyone. And it wouldn't hurt to be able to use my clout as a superhero. As it stands, I'd have better luck as plain old Anders."

Min hands him a cup of tea as Anders looks at an old picture of him from his college graduation. "This takes me back..."