Dc Comics Lightning Novels & Stories

Then the wind picked up as loud claps of thunder accompanied the spears of lightning that stabbed the earth below them, felling the guards like bowling pins. ‘I am the wind, I am the rain, I am the lightning I am the thunder I am the one.’ He could only watch as she began to glow very brightly, her whole body was wrapped in a brilliant white light, the lightning began to slam into her bolt after bolt sending her colours into an iridescent kaleidoscopethat entranced all who saw it.

"Impressive. Even Elves can teleport, but not when their energy is drained. Erin really outdid herself." Michael's lips curved into a proud smile. "She always does. But that's not all. You know her two elites—Dark Lightning and Ruby Sparks?" King Johnson nodded. "Yes, the ones always with her." "Exactly. Theo—Dark Lightning—can generate thunderbolts with his own body. He moves like a streak of darkness and lightning combined. Fast, lethal, silent. When he fights, his enemies die before they even understand what struck them." Johnson's eyes widened. "And Ruby?"

“And if it isn’t… it will be.” Danial screamed again as another bolt missed him by inches, sending sparks dancing through his aura. He stumbled forward, muttering every curse word he knew under his breath, while his lightning faintly pulsed — alive, growing, adapting. Far away, the world spoke his name with awe and reverence — “The Lightning Phantom…” Unaware that their supposed divine prodigy was currently running barefoot across scorched sands, half on fire and half discovering his power, while Raiden — the so-called Goddess of War — laughed hard enough to make even the storms kneel, her laughter echoing across the island like divine thunder.

With a fierce determination, I channeled the stolen lightning into a concentrated bolt, aiming it directly at the sorceress who had dared to attack me. The first strike was blinding, a brilliant arc of blue-white lightning that seared through the night. It struck the sorceress, illuminating her features in a brief, stark outline. In that moment, I saw a flicker of surprise in her eyes, quickly replaced by determination. She countered my attack with a shield of her own, deflecting the lightning away from her. Undeterred, I unleashed a torrent of lightning, a relentless assault that lit up the forest like a stormy day. Each bolt crackled and hissed, seeking out its target with unerring accurac

Sebastian held the paper charm between his fingers and flashed him a smile as he said, "You'll find out whether or not I'm qualified once you try it out. Indigo Thunder God, strike!" At the sound of his command, the blue paper charm that Sebastian was holding immediately morphed into a ball of flames. An indigo bolt of lightning suddenly appeared in the clear, bright skies. Before the Dark Knight could react, a bolt of lightning that was as thick as a man's arm suddenly descended from the skies. There was a huge explosion. In less than a thousandth of a second, the indigo bolt of lightning exploded. The Dark Knight didn't even have the chance to resist. He was transformed instantly into a pi

Black as the darkest night hair against a crisp linen pillow, brown skin against a blindingly white sheet, and tiger’s eyes burning with deliberate cruelty and triumph into hers. In horrified rejection of the imagery that had sprung into her mind, Lara Anderson shuddered violently, dimly aware that she was still in the grip of severe shock. Abruptly, she was dredged from her turmoil by the insistent shrill of the telephone in the hall. Reluctantly she answered the summons, carefully shutting the lounge door behind her so that her father was not disturbed.

He thought that he must've been imagining it, so he decided to shrug it off and left the arena. Little did he know, the pair of orbs had been watching him ever since he revealed his lightning in the middle of the match. They narrowed on Jai's back as he left the arena. The owner of those orbs wondered who that lightning elemer could be and how did he have lightning as element. The figure wondered especially how the young man managed to have white lightning instead of the ordinary purple one.

"Mr. Lloyd, regardless of what he's done to me, here I am, standing right in front of you, aren't I?” "However, if you don't let me inside soon, I might just end up freezing or starving on your doorstep." In a flash, he reached out and yanked me inside. Caught off guard, I stumbled, nearly falling, but he caught me by the waist with his other hand. Then, right next to my ear, he whispered, "You've gotten so much thinner."

I’m alive with power, and I will not let it go to waste. With a primal cry, I charge into the fray, the rain drenching me as I unleash another bolt of lightning, this time targeting a group of soldiers that had been rallying to retaliate. The energy crackles and snaps around me, and it’s as if the storm has become an extension of my will. The lightning strikes the ground between them, sending them sprawling, fear etched across their faces.

Zeus already saw right through their plan even before they started the show. “How are there four of you?” Clara asked while struggling to free herself from Zeus but it was just too impossible for her. She tried and tried but ended up getting a choke. “I can create as much as I want of myself. I am the God of Lightning. Each lighting bolt is me.” Zeus explained and used his hand to pluck Clara's heart out of her chest. “Nooooh.” Lucas shouted and started running towards her, but he was blocked by another Zeus. Draco did the same, but what happened to Lucas happened to him as well.