[ WP ] Single man finds out every child he has has superpowers . How does he find out , and what does he do with this knowledge ?

`` He's like Bam-Bam!'' The man say proudly, as he is shoved to the ground by his toddler. 
 
 The group of parents chuckle, and make comments about the boys strength, and about the older boys struggles. 
 
 `` Mama makes some beautiful babies'', the man continues. He smiles over the toddler, and then forces the smile over the older boy. His step son, although he tries to downplay it whenever possible. 
 
... 
 
 `` Look, there's simply no way a 4 year old could break an adults arm!'' The man pleads, as the principal insists he sign the form. 
 
 `` Mrs. Bradburg is in the hospital. The other children had to be evacuted-'' 
 
 `` You are all goddamn irrational? Evacuated? C'mon!'' 
 
 `` Sir, you-'' 
 
 `` No, take me to him. I want to hear his side of the story. None of this adds up.'' 
 
 The man enters the classroom with the principal in tow. The classroom looks like it was tossed by a dozen seasoned detectives, looking for something extremely vital to their case. The young boy laid sobbing under what was once the teachers desk. 
 
 `` Hey buddy.. Shhh.. What wrong?'' 
 
 `` She, she said I hit Suzy but I did n't and- and- And she said i did buuu-'', as the boy breaks back into wails. 
 
 The man holds the boy close. `` Its okay. You and your sister are trouble alright. but your my trouble and I love you. We will figure this out.'' 
 
... 
 
 `` He wants to hurt me'' cried the girl. 
 
 `` No he does n't. He's your new teacher. You'll love first grade, I promise.'' 
 
 She steels yourself and looks straight into his eyes. `` You are being dismissive, you think my grievance is selfish and petulant. I insist that man does mean me and other girls in this class harm. My placement will be reassigned.'' 
 
 The mans hair stand up on end as she echoes back his own cadence of speech and vocabulary back to him. Her eyes tear up again. `` Why is he thinking about our privates daddy?'' 
 
... 
 
 The man screamed, tearing through the police tape. 
 
 `` Those are my kids in there!'' he shouts over the shoulder of the officer holding him back. 
 
 `` No way, sir. It's a goddamn warzone in there!'' 
 
 An explosion echoes off in the distance, as the police helicopter comes crashing down. The officer forgets the man and dives behind his car. 
 
 The man runs through the blockade, out onto the football field. 
 
 His son had been disqualified from sports due to his'violent nature', but the girl had excelled at everything, including cheer-leading. 
 
 He was late to the first big game after prom, working late. 
 
 The man burst through the bleachers and found himself on the field proper. His son was pounding on what was left of someones corpse. His daughter floated off the ground off, azure mist pouring from her eyes, ears, and mouth. 
 
 They were both crying. 
 
 The man jogged towards his children. He did n't want to startle either. He had to know why. 
 
 Shaking, he willed himself to sound author- 
 
 `` Authoritative'', she said with an echoing voice. 
 
 `` This chav touched me.'' 
 
 `` He was touched back.'' 
 
 `` There was a fight.'' 
 
 **'' We won. `` ** 

