Chpt. 11
"Hmm… how about, recent teenagers that moved from Gotham?" I typed that into the computer and out came some pictures. Zack was on the list. Out of curiosity I read the description.
Name: Zackary Terrance
Age: 16
Height: 6"1
Date of Birth: December 23
Fathers Name: Jack Terrance
Mothers Name: Unknown
"That's weird. I wonder who his mom is." I pushed the thought away. Who is Jhonny McDonald? I reminded myself. I looked at each picture. At the end only three boys that I could find who resembled Jhonny. Carter Ford, Apollo Prince, and Pan Smith. Ughh! Is this guy untouchable or what! I sat at the chair with my fingers intertwined and I was pondering a lot of things. I then herd Alfred walk downstairs.
"You look like your father, when you're brooding like that." He said bringing down some tea.
"Sorry Alfred it's just this guy. He comes in and is showing me up everywhere. Then he is accusing me of stuff I didn't do. And now when I am trying to find who he really is, I come out to three guys who could be him." I said with frustration.
"None of that is necessarily down my ally, but maybe he is trying to prove himself, like you are." Alfred spoke with wisdom. I smiled. Alfred always knew what to say to make things better. The world may only have three days to live and he could find a positive side.
"Thanks Alfred." I grinned.
"Glade to be of services." he replied. "Oh and your Father says you're grounded for using the bat cycle."
Knew there was a down side. "Anything else that I need to know?" I asked handing over my cell phone as one of my punishments.
"You need to go to bed it's two in the morning," he informed.
"Ughh!" I groaned as I headed up to my room.
