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Hey, my names Norman Smith, and well I guess I'm the son of superman. The greatest superhero in the word.... and I'm his son, or at least that's what this man in my doorstep is telling me.

"I'm sorry, who are you again!?!"

"Wayne, Bruce Wayne"

"and you think I'm the son of superman"

Mr Wayne hands me a file filled with documents and pictures.

"No Mr Smith, I know your his son. You see 15 years ago superman was with out his powers for a week due to a battle with a magical sorcerer, now he saved the city and defeated him but just before all that a spell was put on him. In the first day he met a normal woman while drinking and he was stupidly seduced as he drank away his sorrows, I'm sure you know what happens next since in 9 months time out came you."

"And your saying IM THE SON OF SUPERMAN! SO IM A SUPERHERO!! WHAT ARE MY POWEERS!?!"

"Well your definitely not a superhero with out at least starting to exercise first'" says Mr Wayne giggling and giving me a cheeky grin.

That smartass suit-wearing rich dude comment kind of ruined my excitement.

"Well what do you want me to do? and I'm pretty sure I've never had powers before?"

"I understand you haven't had your powers and frankly I'm not entirely sure if you do have powers, but you might, and if they awaken your powers could cause a great threat to the people around you. Now for what I want you to do, Join my school. I own a school down in Washington specifically designed to teach kids how to control their powers whilst giving them a good education, you know in case they don't make it in the big leagues"

"wait, what about my mom?"

"she's been told and has signed the slips for the school, so go pack your bags and be at the limo in half an hour"

I cant believe I'm going along with this, WAIT WHAT DO I BRING?!?! okay now slow down, I need some clothes for sure but I cant just leave all my comics and manga behind, okay then ill just pack a few series. Lets see so far I got a box of comics, another of manga and a bag of clothes, hmmm what about my action figures?

HONK!! HONK!!

The large sound startles me and I quickly grab one figure at random, Its the Flash. I rush to the car trying my best to hold all my boxes but as expected I trip over a stone and drop everything, I quickly pick it up and slowly walk to the car in embarrassment, I put things down and then Mr Wayne sarcastically says "Hero's aren't clumsy Mr smith, Now Alfred we are ready to-"

"WAIT!!! I NEED ONE MORE THING!!!"

I sprint back to the kitchen and get the doughnut I was saving for desert. Even faster I run to my room and pick up the most important thing, I thought I nearly forgot. I get back to the car, I don't think I've ever run so fast in my life "Ok I'm ready!"

The car starts and Mr Wayne questions me "You went back for a strawberry doughnut and some body pillow" oh shit am I being judged, he continues "not to mention you brought your little flash toy when batman is so much better, what are you twelve!?!"

"Twelve out of ten" I say as I give him the gesture of fingerbangs.

He shakes his head in disappointment thinking 'What the hell type of hero will this one be?'

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