Here is the first part of my story. Please enjoy and the following parts will come soon. (They will be longer, this is to help set the scene)
Chapter 1
I stood there in the middle of the room, staring at the wardrobe in front of me. Inside this harmless looking piece of furniture, lay the answer to the identity of one of the world's greatest heroes. That hero, is Superman, or as I prefer to call him, Dad. I took a step closer to the wardrobe and reached out to grasp the handle. As I touched the handle, a green light started to move down it as it scanned my identity. When it recognised me, the lock clicked open and I pulled the door towards me. Inside hung the suits of one of the most famous people in earth history. I pulled out one of them and felt the smooth, silky material with my hand. I had always wanted to try one on, but I had been forbidden, but now I was on my own in the house, now was my chance. I pulled my shirt and jeans off and slid the skin tight suit over my body. I fitted snugly over every curve that covered my figure. I turned to face a mirror and looked straight into it. I almost fell over in surprise. My reflection looked back at me, but it looked nothing like me, I looked like my Dad, Superman.
I heard a car pull up outside the house and my parents get out chatting to each other. Great, they were early. If I was caught, I would be in so much trouble. I rushed to my room, where I tore the cape off and the boots and stuffed them under my bed. I rushed to grab my clothes, which I had forgotten in my hast and pulled them on just as the front door opened. I checked to see if you could see the costume through my white shirt, but thankfully you couldn't.
"We're back Jason", Mum called out. Please excuse my spellings of some words, I do realise I am American, but my parents moved to England when I was younger and I have grown up to spell the British way. (Mom for my American readers).
"I'm coming", I called back. I thudded down the stairs and came face to face with my Dad at the bottom. He took one look at me and nodded. He then stretched out is hand and used two fingers to separate my shirt between two buttons. He'd seen the costume. I waited for him to explode at me, but he just dropped his hand and winked at me.
"You ready to go?" my mum said to my dad as she came back down the hall.
"Sure," he said. "You go out to the car, I just need a word with Jason a sec". He waited for mum to leave and then turned to me. "You shouldn't have gone into my wardrobe without asking."
"I know", I said. "I just wanted to feel what the suit would be like, before I got my powers."
"You'll get them soon, but for now you need to be patient. Once you get them, I will help you train them and work them out and then you will be allowed your own costume. Go and take that one off and put it on my bed for when I get back."
Just as he turned to walk out of the door, I started to shake uncontrollably. I fell to the ground as pain spread through my body, intensifying with every second I was conscious. Then, it all went black and I remember no more.