The Superzero.

I could do this. I could totally do this. I glanced across at my Dad but he was still occupied with the same guy. I watched as the man tried to take flight but my Dad gave chase and jumped at him from behind, knocking him over and getting tangled with the guys legs. In the other direction, I saw my Mum muttering hurried words of comfort to the group of school children huddled around a bus before taking off to swing a fist into the face of a fleeing man.

I bolted to the side in a panic, managing to avoid a house brick that came whizzing past my ear. Staring about wildly for the culprit, I just about caught a glimpse of a shovel winging its way towards my face before I went flat on my back and everything became blurry.

It was tough being the son of superheroes. Exceeding expectations? God, I was barely meeting them.