Black Speedsters Novels & Stories

What was happening? My friends also stopped from running and simultaneously, we looked up. Suddenly darkness covered the entire Academy. Dark clouds started to envelope the sky as lightning and thunder ruled it. A sudden lump formed in my throat. Then, it was followed by a strange cold crawling all over my body. I creased my forehead as confusion took over my mind. There are so many black creatures attacking from the air. They have horns and have a black pair of wings. The atmosphere has rapidly changed as agony, fear and animosity engulfed it. These black creatures keep on shooting fireballs down to the Academy. But, their attacks don’t reach us because of the barriers that protect the enti

The Record Stone picked up the names and displayed them for all to see. “This…” Even Mane was stunned by the team slate of the Black Team. “Black Saga” “Black Hammer” “Black Axe” “White Mask” “Black Mask” “Vital Orange” “What a surprise folks. Black Saga has stunned everyone here with his team order. Black Saga is fighting first!”

] Heart rate: 145 BPM. “Seriously? Five hours and forty-two minutes left?” I groaned, my voice cracking. I mean, come on. I wanted to scream, but with which lungs? I thought dodging bill collectors like I did in my past life was rough, but this? This is a whole new level of nightmare. Tactical dudes with silencers? That’s not in the usual “Zella’s Bad Day” magazine. Then I heard the low hum of an engine. I peeked around, and, yeah, it’s the black sedan again. The Syndicate. The way these guys moved was not like ordinary street punks. They were professionals.

Lucas Colton King—son of Lincoln and Kerry King , born April third, year twenty-eleven. "Wow..." 'Natasha Austin-Johnson—daughter of Nicolas Johnson and Jenna Austin-Johnson, born October twentieth, year twenty-fifteen and the genetic recepient of the speedster Blue...' "Wait, you know about speedsters?" Natasha interrupted. 'Yes. They are beings whose DNA and genetic code has been altered by an amalgamation of a strain of negative energy known as the speed force and electricity, allowing them to have heightened metabolism...' "Sally, I think I might be a speedster."