This is my first time writing a story. Hope you like it!
Please give me any suggestions to improve my story and sorry for any grammatical mistakes.
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PS: I dont know how to remove that weird line!

It was the worst day of my life, as I watched someone who I loved, who took care of me, who cherished me so dearly - die right in front of my eyes by a single bullet. That was the day I died and was reborn.


It all happened when I was 11, my father was the top scientist in the country; some say the world. He was working on several projects; one was to change the shape of objects, another was to change the colour of animals and there were many more which were all confidential. Due to his intelligence he was often targeted as an essential asset. However, this time, he didn't get saved in time. A villain by the name of Joker had kidnapped both my father and I; the Joker had planned to use me as an incentive for my father to work harder, faster and with higher precision. The Joker had forced my father to make a series of chemicals to alter the human DNA structure to make "super humans", using me as the test subject, thus making my father work with the utmost care and precision.

During the first month of being captive, I had been given special training in hand to hand combat and with weaponry. After the first month, I got my first dose of the chemical; there weren't any obvious changes to my physical strength or mental abilities. I felt the same, which made the Joker furious. However, the next day I could lift an incredible amount of weight but it wasn't a match to Superman's insane super strength. From then on, I knew gist of what the Joker was planning; he'd make my dad create a serum to make "super humans" to do his bidding and would make me one of his minions by using my father as a hostage. Several months later I had completed a total of 5 doses. However, the extent of my abilities hadn't been fully tested. The only abilities that were discovered were super strength, speed and hearing; I was like mini version of Superman.

Soon after, Joker's location had been compromised and Batman came to our rescue. However, he was too late. My father had his room right opposite mine and there was a glass wall that had separated both our rooms. I saw the Joker walk into his room. Then just as he lifted a gun to my father's head, I watched my father mouth to me "I love you". BANG. Blood. I could only see blood past my teary eyes; Joker, he looked like he was laughing and smiling at me - then he disappeared behind a cloud of smoke. Batman smashed his way into my room. But when he came into my room, there was an explosion...