If I Were Built Like Astro Boy

In an underground cave with tricked-out tech and advanced technology there was a scientist. He was known well except for his hiding place. He was known for making devastating robots... that blew up every 5 minutes. He was working on his greatest creation yet, an 11-year-old (physically) robot. I would not blow up. It would not be crushed by gravity. It would be untouchable, so he said. The robotic model was done. He had collected a DNA sample of his deceased son, and loaded it into the covering processor and loaded the laser scan. It zapped and zipped until the model looked like his son, which he had miraculously revived. "Finally!" yelled the scientist. "I have finally made my son into existence!" "Without my wife!" -_- He was built with microchips mostly. One for every ability. Only one ability had three to power it. The ability of telekinesis. His powers were:
Extra Strength
Magnetic Pull (parts)
Jet Pack
High Jump
Sticky Rope out of hands
Telekinesis
Size Manipulation
Telepathy
Self Destruct
Energy Blasts from chest
"Now live!" He took a remote and pressed the one and only button on it. The robot started to breathe. He coughed a little and sat up. "*cough* Dad?" The scientist had a slight grin on his face and it grew bigger as he walked forward to his "artificial" son. "CODY!!!!"
"Dad?!"
"CODY!"
The two-worded conversation lasted 3 minutes. Then a third and fourth word came to be. "You're alive!" yelled the dad. The last robot had blown up and killed Cody after the dad said that it was "unblowupable". Of course the scientist was known for making DEVASTATING robots for evil. Cody didn't like this but was forced to go along. "Cody, you were killed by the last--"
"I know, so why am I still here?"
"Son... I-I uh uh" stammered the dad. "You're... a robot."
"A ROBOT?! WHY?!"
"It was the only way you could live!"
"Dad, I'm not living! I'm processing! I'm a machine!"
"CALM DOWN! THIS TIME WE CAN RULE THE WORLD WITH YOU!"
"I'LL BLOW UP IN 5 MINUTES!!!!"
"Cody, I assure you are unblowupable."
"THAT'S WHAT YOU SAID WITH THE LAST ONE!! I DON'T WANT TO HELP YOU BE EVIL!! I WANT TO HELP PEOPLE!! Now that you made me a robot, I CAN!"
The father pulled out a gun.
"NO! I'LL START OVER! YOU WILL HAVE EVIL PUT INTO YOU! YOU WILL HELP ME!!"
"Dad, you're CRAZY!!"
Cody's hands started to glow, as well as his eyes. The gun started to glow. It moved to him.
"The odds are in my favor, now," said Cody. He crushed the gun. His back shifted metallically He then shot off with a jet pack.
"CODY, COME BACK! WE CAN MAKE THIS UP!!!"
"Yeah, right!" shouted Cody.
He landed on the top of a building. Unfortunately, not quietly. The noise woke up very stressed-in-life people. They shot out the door and started running at him. he didn't know what to do.