That was until I heard, "Run away from your past all you want, but it always will have a way of resurfacing and you know that!" Those words struck like a church bell to its patrons. Obviously I knew that, but I can't help but wish, this person was wrong. My poor life choices and idea that the world revolved around me was not something I showcase proudly. What makes it worse? The fact that I hadn't cared until it threatened my way of life, and now I have all this fame and glory, but no one knows the skeletons that lie in my closet, except for those two. Or>>>> A young superhero tries to hide his past mistakes, but the one thing he wishes to erase has a way of resurfacing. Note this story is a one shot/short story. So there will only be one chapter but depending on readers. I will most likely publish a sequel to this story.