As a boy I loved to read about heroes and their powers,
no matter the predicament they would never cower,
I always wanted to be just like them,
powers like theirs better than the finest gem,
I understood that its it's just not possible,
but the idea of it all still remained plausible.

One day a scream filled the morning sky,
a lady held at gunpoint with tears in her eyes,
she screamed for mercy and begged for help,
as she was slapped to the floor she let out a Yelp,
I ran to the alley where the crime took place,
I was running like I was in the...