Johnny Storm Powers Novels & Stories

an old, angry voice sounded out. "Mr. Madden, you're finally here!" Johnny was like a kid who had lost in a fight and was asking for an adult to help him win. What a shameless man! He was already in his 60s! "An enemy has come knocking on our door declaring that he wants to obliterate the foundation that Neovito had built for centuries. "Kill him and avenge Preston, Kenny, and the rest!" Johnny was a thief who cried… thief. "This punk has done heinous things. He thinks that he's more capable than us and has disrespected us."

I yell. I keep banging at the door but I keep getting greeted with silence. I moved back a bit, and then came back, breaking the door down with a hit of my boot. "Help!" I hear a tiny squeal before I see Storm lying on the bed, her shirt off, and so are her jeans and my eyes turn red. I launch for Cop who's on top of her, swinging a jab on his jaw. "I'd fucking kill you!" I yell at him before turning to Kale. "Get those ropes off of her" I say and he hurries to do so.

He growls menacingly but it doesn’t frighten me. *ok I need to tell Johnny you need to do exactly as we say understand?! No arguing.* “Let me help! I have this power surely I can do something?!” *you are mate we need to keep you safe. We will take care of it.* with that he licks my face and disappears, where too I have no idea… where I am… I have no idea… now to try and get back… remembering what Johnny said before, I did the same thing but in reverse thinking of myself and voila I was back to myself. Instead of simmering down my power I decided to increase it, wave after wave I flowed and fizzing through me… I opened my eyes just enough to catch a glimpse of the vampire who had edged a litt

Moments later I feel the headphones placed over my ears and the deafening sound of the storm is muffled. Raven I'm worried about Anita. She not only went to see Joe but there's a current storm going on outside and I'm the only one known to calm her down. Amelia is scared asking for her mother while clinging to my right side. Anita is the only one who can calm her during a storm, even if Anita is scared of them herself.

I could fight back—and I would. Karen’s steps slowed, and I could see the flicker of caution in her stance. Perhaps she hadn’t expected the vision to awaken so violently, hadn’t expected the full weight of my birthright to come crashing into the present. I raised my hands, letting the faint luminescent glow of my hybrid power coat the clearing. The trees trembled slightly, as though reacting to me, to the surge of energy I barely controlled but instinctively knew how to wield. My voice was low but firm. “You think you can manipulate me, Karen. You think you can trap me. But you’re wrong. You’ll never stop me, never claim what is mine by right.”