[As the sun rose over the city of Chicago, ice descended. From her tower penthouse, Winter's dominion flowed. Ice coated buildings, cars and streets. Clouds filled the sky and let loose with a blizzard unlike any the city had seen before.
There were accidents, of course. The homeless stood no chance on the street. Power lines gave out under the weight of heavy ice. Casualties of the sudden burst of Winter's power. But more care and control was asserted after an hour or so. Blizzard conditions eased to a steady, heavy snowfall that no amount of salt or plowing seemed to diminish.
Half the city was in utter darkness, even as the sun climbed higher. The other half was scrambling to patch the damage, save lives. But only she could repair what had been so easily broken in time to truly make a difference.
She ordered them to convene at City Hall, all those who's power she desired to wield. They obeyed with surprising alacrity. But, ah, they thought to trap her. Thinking her some kind of simple terrorist. She disabused that thought when she encased the SWAT team in their own, individual blocks of ice.
"Now, ladies and gentlemen. Let us get down to business." She smiled a cold wicked smile. "Who would like power restored to this city?"
In only a few short hours, she had her desired bargains struck. Power was restored to the areas that had black outs, almost like magic. Though the Weather Alert stations all continued to warn against travel, as the snow and ice showed no sign of letting up just yet. And it wasn't even noon.]