Connor kicked and screamed like a toddler throwing a temper tantrum.
"Let! Me! OUT!" he screamed, fighting the bonds against the chair he was tied in.
He had to get back. The other BWF's had been fooled, he had been replaced, and there was no way he was going to help the fake- Cyprus- blend in.
With another cry of anger, he tipped the chair, breaking the back two legs off as he violently thrashed, falling to the ground. "NOW! OR I WILL BURN THIS WHOLE PLACE TO ASHES!"
It was unlike him to be this way, but he was a part of the group now, and he wasn't going to just let his friends be lied to, have a stand in for himself and possibly others.
But his drive wasn't just for his friends either, it was for himself too. He wanted justice. They had already burned down the KempQuarters, they had been the reason Connor was pulled from his normal life, to something worthy of a spy novel.
So, he set the chair on fire.
A white gas filled the room as the flames erupted, putting them out before things became out of control.
His Flaw was nothing to them.
As long as they had control.
YOU ARE READING
Flawed
Actiona bunch of teenagers with superpowers are on the run from scientists, their powers are ruining their lives and everything is falling apart, but that's normal, right?
