Chapter One
Waking up inside a prison cell was hardly how I expected to start my day, but then, that was just how life went sometimes, I suppose. Before he died, Dad always used to tell me that you could never know what the next day would bring you, but he never mentioned that you might find yourself lying on the top bunk of a bunk bed in a prison cell. Then again, Dad had never been in prison himself, being a famous superhero and all, and he certainly never expected his son—me, also a superhero—to end up in there sometime, though he had put plenty of people behind bars during his long career.
Sitting up, I looked around at my cell. It was a pretty small room, with maybe enough room for two people at most. There was a toilet at the back wall—with no walls or anything to hide it from the
