"Aw, come on Dad, let me go!" I knew the words weren't going to do any good, but I said them anyway. "You let Neo go out and he's the same age as me. Why can't I go with you?"
My dad didn't even blink. Or maybe he did, it's kind of hard to tell with his mask on. My dad's name is Vincent Ferarra, but the world knows him as Vertigo, the leader of the Cyber Heroes. And when your dad has that kind of power, people look at you and compare you to him. Physically, we're almost twins. Same spiked black hair, same green eyes, same pale skin. But I'm nowhere near the kind of hero he is. He can move mountains with one hand, and what can I do? I can make metal sit up and beg. My suit amplifies that, and then I'm one of the most powerful people on the planet. So why does he insist on treating me like a kid?
"You don't have the experience necessary to handle a fight like this. You're staying here and that's final. Now report to Dragonman for your training."
As he turned around and left, the coils on my suit heated up and discharged a burst of lightning as I fumed. Then I thought, since when do I listen to what he says?I'll just round up some of my boys and follow him.
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