AAOOOSC! Junior Powers!

Morning has arrived, but the usual trouble has not gone.

The skies are pure blue in Spokane, the sun shining brightly down at the sleek and modern Spokane Arena surrounded by greenery.

Yet the arena of the Spokane Chiefs is not in the best condition: it is locked in a massive cube of ice. Although the sun is fully shown and the breeze is not too cool, the ice shows no sign of melting.

From the large patch of green grass spotted with trees, Matteo, Jeremy, and Kailer are all gawking at the strange sight.

"Nooo-oh-hoh!" Kailer howls at his forsaken arena. With a huff, he twirls around, snapping his fingers in anger. "Fiddlesticks, there goes my arena…"

"Wow." Matteo has surprised eyes on it. "That’s a lot of ice."

Jeremy turns to the two skates. "Who has an ice pick?"

Kailer whirls himself back around, facing his frozen arena. "The scoundrel has struck again," he grumbles, crossing his arms.

Matteo dips his head. "I should’ve known your arena was the next target."

"Well, it was either yours or Mikey," Jeremy tells him.

Kailer begins stepping up to his home ice, crossing into the pathway. "If that man even counts," he snaps at them before halting in front of the gigantic, icy surface before the railing.

He analyzes the ice, gliding his finger over the glacial surface with keen eyes.

From behind him in the grassy area, Jeremy turns to the Master. "You can manipulate coldness, right?"

"I can only create and manipulate cold air," Matteo tells him, his hands clasped in front of him. "But if I generate it, the ice will get colder. And the air is already warm, so there’s no cold air to take away."

Jeremy nods his head as he makes an "o" shape with his mouth. "Ohhh…"

With a heavy sigh, Kailer strides back to the two. "I’m gonna slap this pesky Rink Destroyer silly when we find him!" He halts next to the Master, placing his hands on his hips. "I know it’s an ice arena, but this is just ridiculous!"

Jeremy’s eyes widen gradually as a connection comes into his mind. "Hey…" He gazes at the two. "With Brett almost drowning, do you think that the Rink Destroyer did that to him…because he found something out about him? Since he didn’t knock him out last time they fought…"

Kailer lets out an elated gasp. "Bloomin' heck…" He points to him. "That is a legit hypothesis!"

"So if that’s true...wouldn’t Brett know WHO did it?" the goalie concludes. "Since he should’ve seen who drowned him, right?"

Matteo’s eyes light up at the theory. "That is great!" He throws his hands from his sides. "Yes! Now I can’t wait for Brett to wake up!"

Kailer wraps his arms around the two members. "Hopefully, he retains his memory, I would like my arena to thaw out."

Then in a flash of blue energy, they disappear from the scenery.

Notes

Jake: I'M GONNA GO INTO MAXIMUM BORKDRIVE!!!
Brett: JAKE DOG NO!!!
Jake: BORKBORKBORKBORKBORKBORKBORKBORKBORKBORKBORKBORKBORK!!!!
Kailer: HOWDEN! TELL YOUR FRIEND TO SHUT HIS MUZZLE!