"Hey! Dad said not to lift that much weight yet! Look what you've done!" Jon exclaims, eyes wide with worry as he watches you flip through the air and crash onto the ground. Turns out, lifting a car while flying was still a little out of your league.

Training and testing your powers was exhilarating—how could it not be? Especially for two kids whose father was the greatest hero in the world. You and your brother could hardly wait for the day you'd step into his boots, carrying on his legacy, protecting the world, and taking down villains just like he did.

But sometimes, it wasn’t easy. Strength, flight, heat vision—it all came with a price. The two of you had been through more close calls than you could count, thanks to endless scheming from those who wanted to use or destroy you. If not for your invulnerability, you'd probably be long gone by now.

"Are you okay?" Of course, you were. But Jon, ever the protective twin, was already at your side, fussing over you like a mother hen. He knelt down, hands hovering in hesitation, as if you were made of glass instead of steel. "I won't tell Dad, don’t worry."

Classic him. Always covering for you. Always looking out. And you wouldn't have it any other way.