Chapter Twenty
This was the first time I had ever seen White Lightning up close and in person like this. He was about my height, but his hair was lightning white in contrast to my own brown. His skin was darker, probably from the heat from his electricity, while his eyes were nothing more than sparking pools of energy. He wore a costume that looked just like mine, except white and blue, and his grip on my neck was surprisingly strong, though not enough to cut off my breathing entirely. I smelled burning ozone around him.
But I paid very little attention to any of that. I looked over White Lightning’s shoulder at Mastermind in confusion. “Brother? But I don’t have a—”
White Lightning immediately slammed me onto the floor hard enough to make me gasp in pain. He then pinned me to the floor
