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Two blue lines stared at Maddie, as she stared at the white, plastic stick. It was a possibility, but one she had been thinking she would be able to cross out. Apparently, the sort of proof she wanted wasn't going to be happening today. The usual questions were left upon her. The one's that left a girl to have to stand up and become a young woman. How to tell the father, her parents, to afford what was to come. These were all things she would handle later, but first, she had to empty the contents of her stomach into the side can, as she was sitting on the toilet. Nausea had held her tight through the nights and early mornings. This was how the light that is Bobby Drake was brought into the world. Riding the back of saltine crackers and club soda. A story he would further be privy during each birthday and holiday, as if he needed the reminder.

Upon his birth, the entire family had been there to stare at this new addition. To shower the new parents with compliments and scrutinize what traits came from where. Even how his little toes wiggled in his sleep. Deep inhales of full lungs brought the loudest cries for food that his own mother had to wince over. His father, counting each of his fingers and toes, believing that his son was well endowed. There was no wrong that could be done by this boy, as he knew his son would do him proud. Whatever he set out to do, whatever sport, goal set, grades in school, little Bobby was going to be the best and brightest.

High aspirations and an all too tall pedestal, this little boy was only set to fail. There was a fight in him, willing to push past it all, with a determination that his own teachers wished other children would grasp onto. Average grades, never a strong leader, but a preference to play loner or follow a certain group. Happy disposition, for the most part. As time went on, a class clown. Between a nurse for a mother and a lawyer for a father, people needed to do more than sit there and consistently be stressed out. Where his father didn't understand this quality, this trait, it did more for his mother than anyone but her children ever realized. Hidden smiles as she cooked or cleaned. Humming songs together as everyone prepared for their day. Bobby was the heart of the family, one that would play the part of protective, the moment his own sisters were born.

There wasn't a real hiccup for Bobby, as far as school went until well into his high school years. A fight that left him coming home beaten and bruised. Not as bad as it could have been, given that it was him against four other guys. He had believed that maybe his father might have been proud of the outcome, given how he had been given alcohol at a young age. William's idea of teaching the boy to be a man. His mother was practically hysterical over the entire situation. All over a girl. There had to be better things to do with a boy's life than this. His father didn't utter a word and just stayed quiet on the subject, going back to reading his paper.

College was another matter. Following his father's footsteps, he was accepted into his alma mater, Boston University. With the freedom that came from there, to be away from home without really leaving the area, he thrived like no other. A balance was created for Bobby, and he began to fully feel happy, regardless of how he had seemed. There was no weight on his shoulders and he chose to do more for himself, even though he was still very much there for his sisters and mother. All of whom were all too proud once he ended up at Harvard next. Law was a good place for him, but he preferred accounting. The numbers made more sense to him, not having the same sort of stressors on him as his father did. That sort of weight, he didn't want back.

Upon his own graduation, he was able to pick up a position with a reputable company, refusing to use his father's name in order to obtain work. The path that Bobby was to walk was going to be that of the man his father made him, regardless of if it was the man William wanted him to be. A path that he was going to keep walking even now.

iceman Early Life
Robert "Bobby" Louis Drake was born in Floral Park, Long Island, New York to William Robert Drake and Madeline Beatrice Bass-Drake. Bobby is Jewish on his mother's side and Irish Catholic on his father's. Bobby first discovered his mutant abilities at a young age when he found himself unable to stop feeling cold and shivering.

A school bully named Rocky Beasely had convinced his gang to attack Bobby and Judy Harmon, his girlfriend at the time. Bobby panicked and encased Rocky in ice, saving Judy, but revealing his abilities to his peers. Believing Bobby to be a dangerous mutant, the people of his town, Fort Washington, organized a lynch mob. The mob broke into the Drake household and overpowered them. The local sheriff noticed that things were getting out of hand and took Bobby into custody for his own protection. The story made its way to Professor Charles Xavier, founder of the X-Men.

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Bobby Drake discovered his mutant power to create ice while in his early teens, yet kept his condition hidden from everyone but his parents. Initially, Bobby was unable to stop feeling cold and shivering, but soon managed to keep it under control. When a bully named Rocky Beasely and his friends attacked Bobby and his then-girlfriend, Judy Harmon, the youngster panicked. To save Harmon, Bobby temporarily encased Rocky in ice, thus revealing his abilities for all to see. Believing the boy to be a menace, the townspeople organized a lynch mob. They broke into Bobby's home and overpowered him, but the local sheriff took the teenager into custody for his own protection. Meanwhile, the situation had come to the attention of Professor Charles Xavier, the telepathic mentor of the team of teenage mutant super heroes the X-Men.

Professor X dispatched his first X-Man, Cyclops, to contact Bobby. Cyclops stole into the jailhouse as planned, but the two began fighting when Bobby refused to accompany him. Caught by the lynch mob, Cyclops and Bobby were about to be hanged when they broke free. Professor X used his mental powers to halt the townspeople in their tracks and erase their memories of Bobby's powers. A grateful Bobby then accepted Xavier's invitation to enroll at his School for Gifted Youngsters and took the codename Iceman. Though initially granting him a snow-like form, Bobby soon learned to increase his degree of cold control resulting in an ice-like, almost transparent form.

Hated and feared by humanity, the X-Men honed their amazing abilities while standing in defense of a world pushed to the brink of genetic war by a handful of mutant terrorists. Iceman, the team's youngest founding member, became known as the comedian of the group. Regardless, he pulled his weight and worked well with rest of the team.

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