Struck

Electricity fills my body. And that's a good thing, because I'm an electromagician - EM for short. My skin tingles as the energy courses through me, down to my fingertips. Someone's trying to push through the door, though I don't know who. Doesn't matter. I know they want my power, and no one's taking that without a fight. I'm so focused I don't even hear the ones coming up behind. "There's Lightning Hopkins," a deep voice says. Before I can even turn around, the voice growls a command. "Kill her."