Chapter Twenty-One
White Lightning was lying in the middle of a smashed bookcase in the next room. He looked dazed from the blow, but what few cuts had appeared on his skin were rapidly healing. It made me wish I had gotten a healing factor; in fact, I wondered why I didn’t have one, since he was my twin, but I guess that just being twins doesn’t automatically mean we have the same powers.
Landing in front of White Lightning’s smoking body, I said, “White Lightning, are you awake?”
Immediately, White Lightning’s eyes flickered open. But when I looked into them, I didn’t see reason. I just saw angry and madness, angry and madness that was about to be directed toward me.
With an angry groan, White Lightning rose from the smashed bookcase, burnt book pages fluttering off his body as he ro
