The world needs a hero. That's what all the super heroes in the comics say. Of course, that's just it. They're comics. This is real life. For those of you who didn't know that, my mom knows a good psychiatrist. No one really wants a hero with laser vision, or a hero who dresses up as a bat, or even a super strong hero whose only weakness is some sort of rock from outer space. Don't get me wrong, there are people like that. Like me for instance. John Somers is a teenager with amazing super powers, in a town where crime is daily news, it is more than a desperate cry for help. It is a desperate cry for a hero. A super hero. Can he put aside his fear and face the growing crimes? Or will he be crushed in an attempt to set right the wrongs done in the past?