Name's Sid. As in Sydney. Sydney Nathan. I was named after my great uncle Sid. Never knew the old codger. I'm the middle of four kids. But, wait! That's not how math works! Let me put it this way. Jude, my eldest brother, is a track star. Naria, my older sister, is a choir goddess. My younger sister, Mackie, is good for nothing and doted on by the parentals. As for me, well. There isn't much I could do to get recognition. I practically totaled the family car, and barely was looked at. So, you can understand my predicament. No one really notices, no one really cares. To put it as it is, I live under the table. Invisible. Heck, even at school, I barely get mentioned. My friends, Carey and Joseph, codenamed Joey, mainly to rhyme, sometimes get startled when I say something. I wear mostly black and greys, drab, unobtrusive colors, and it works. I like it. I enjoy my anonymity. But it seems like there could be more to life. Should be more to life.
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ActionImagine this; a world with heroes. And I'm not talking about those sappy ads recruiting you for the army. I'm talking seriously, honest-to-crap, superheroes. It's nuts, right?! Oh, and I killed one of them. Like, a big deal one of them. Me. Weird, g...
