bored bizarre poems

This must be read with a nasal country accent.

Fondue I don't know anything about you
Fondue what am I going to do with you
Fondue well heck excuse you
Fondue I'm turning my nose up at you
Fondue ah choo
I think i might be allergic to you.





Because I'm a fan of Warhammer 40,000


Chaos marines on the front porch
Tyrannids on the back porch
Orcs on the west wing
Tau on the east wing
Armor clicks and pings
Going to be a fun day as a Space Marine
Pow! Bam! Pew! Pew! Ping!
Let those bullets fly and zing
Tonight we dine on chicken wings.

liver pat pat pate

I left this on the mirror for my wife



Seeing a love note from you in the mirror
Made my liver quiver

Most ridiculous Comic book Characters

I saw this video recently listing the most ridiculous characters in comics and here's my own list.  by the way i like making lists.


1.  Superpro-Guy dresses up in a football uniform to fight crime.  Really Sports and comics NO!  Casey Jones has been the only good sports hero ever!
2.  President Obama-  As a writer at least have the imagination to create a president's name don't use the worst leader in America's history to ruin a Spider-Man comic.
3.  Bat-Cow, Thor Frog, Spider-Ham-  None of these animal superhero crossovers should have happened.  just plain stupid.  and yes in comic book history they all did happen.
4.  Howard the Duck-  Never saw the appeal or the movie.  He ruined many issues of Sh-Hulk totally unacceptable.
5.  Triathlon-  Three times the speed, strength and agility of an Olympic level athlete.  This guy was LAME!  he got his powers from the church of the triunine  understanding.  no wonder the Avengers thought it was a cult.
6.  D-MAN or Demolition Man-  It had nothing to do with the movie.  Really Captain America made a homeless man an Avenger claiming he was the ruler of a sewer kingdom of people.  The bathing jokes got old fast.
7.  Jimmy Olsen-  Really Superman's Pal!  The guy had a watch to summon Superman.  Instead of damsel in distress we have Princess Toadstool from Mario Brothers as a guy being an enabler causing the Kryptonian to have to come rescue him.  Really have you fed Superman's hero complex today.  Learn to fend for yourself kid.
8.  Supergirl's horse-  What does the maid of might need a horse for?  Um she can fly last i checked besides horses hurt people.
9.  Solo-  Guy walked around yelling "While Solo lives terror dies.  This guy was a blatant Punisher rip off with a teleporter.  Even Deadpool was cooler.
10.  Lois Lane-  This woman just feeds Superman's desire to rescue someone.  She enables his ego.
11.Sentry-  The power of 10 suns, he's schizo, his own enemy and he's been written out of existence.  This guy needs help.
12.  Crime Syndicate of America-  Justice League as villains.
13.  Hank Pym-  Has more persona's than one hero should have and doesn't even want to be a superhero.
14.  Squadron Supreme-  Avengers and Justice Legue rip off.
15.  J.Jonah Jamison-  He's important to Spidey's life and lore but listen to his rants even after hero after hero saves him you'd think he'd get a clue.
16.  Batroc the Leaper-  Just his name is lame.
17.  Nightwatch-  Showed up in Spider-Man comics looked like Spawn  I have all 12 issues of his only series but he was Spawn with no spiritual elements.
18.  Shuma Gorath- Somehow this thing made it to the Marvel Super Heroes game not sure if it was ever in a comic.  It was essentially an octopus with one huge eyeball spitting electricity.
19.  White Rabbit-  Alice in Wonderland gets crossed with a lady of the night.  She has no powers or abilities just dresses like a bunny.
20.  Blob-  This is basically an overweight version of Juggernaut.  Instead of stopping him you can't move him.
21.  Purple Man-  We were running out of ideas so we made someone obscure with purple skin and gave him mind control.
22.  Mr. Sinister and Apocalypse-  I realize in the X-Men universe they're bad guys but i can't figure out their powers in the comics or cartoons.
23.  Wolfsbane or Feral- Same type of powers except on is a cat and one is a wolf.
24.  Captain Marvel-  Marvel and DC have so many heroes by this name it's confusing.  There's guys and girls and different powers but the same name it's out of hand.      
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Reading struggle

As many of you know i had eye surgeries on both eyes and for whatever reason when my eyes healed a spiderweb kke fluid built up behind my toric lenses causing me a great deal of trouble being able to read when i read books i have to use reading glasses and a magnifying glass.  This poem is about my struggle.


pages, words, black and white
texts, ever shrinking
distortion, text swims
Desperately wanting to read
light messing with
my gaze
I once read and devoured books
Now i struggle with just one page
Magnification glass causing
my imminent frustration
I want to read
spiderweb of fluid is
maddeningly thwarting me
I cover my eyes
People don't understand
the strain
I'm not in pain
Not being able to read
goes against every fiber
in my ingrained brain
Black and white
in specks
Grr i feel trapped in mazes
I'm not illiterate but
a little fluid has rendered
me agitated
I love to read
my passion has been abated
Like Rowdy Roddy Piper's
fingers to the eyes
or X-Force's Cable I feel
like someone
has gone and said
"Stab his eyes!"
I want to read
and be transported
away by beautiful
words on a page
frustrate me no more
Doctor assist me i implore
Fix my eyesight
with a laser's might
grant reading right
to this Psycho Knight

Zac's food guide

Zac’s food guide

 Gumbo- Catfish Charlie’s
Steak Fingers- Eirinni’s
Greekxican- Eirinni’s
Souvlaki chicken- Eirinni’s
Gyro platter- Kuzina
Fish and shrimp- Wings and More
Wing and tender combo- Wings and More
Chicken parmesan- Eirinni’s or Beamers
Gris Gris platter- Catfish Charlie’s
Hunan Beef- Taiwan
Pan fried fish- Taiwan
Borrocho shrimp- Taqueria Jalisco #8
Cammaron con chili- Acapulco
Cheeseburger- McDonalds in Driscoll Children’s Hospital
Baked spiced cod- Spohn hospital
Patron plate- Taqueria Jalisco #8
Pot stickers- Genghis Grill
Bacon, Swiss burger add mushrooms, fries and pineapple drink- Orange Creations
Italian Chili- Carinio’s
Pasta E Fagoli- Olive Garden
Egg drop soup- Taiwan
Spicy chicken tenders- Golden chick, Hooters, Popeye’s Church’s
Turkey and dressing- Ole Steakhouse, Village Café, Town and Country.
Bacon, pepperoni, mushroom pizza- Beamers
Chicken fried chicken- Beamers
Kung pao chicken and Beijing beef- Panda Express
Bourbon street chicken- Golden corral
Shrimp stuffed avocado- Papi Chulo’s
Centinela plate- Papi Chulo’s
Beef and shrimp teriyaki- Wings Plus
Shrimp, chicken, steak- Shogun
Shaggy Dog roll- Shogun
Chicken fried steak- Beamers or Catfish Charlie’s
Super Bird- Denny’s
Flaming platter- Taiwan
Buffalo Platter- Hooters
10 pieces wings, 3 mile island, all flapper- Hooters
Po’ Boy- Silverado
Potato salad- Silverado
Fire roasted tortilla soup-Jason’s Deli
Spicy chicken sandwich, 6 pcs nuggets, waffle fries and fruit cup- Chick-Fil-A
Chips and queso- On the Border and Fuzzy’s Tacos
Chips and salsa- On the Border and Papi Chulo’s
Green Chili stew- Rudy’s
BBQ chicken- Silverado or Mac’s
Teriyaki chicken- Logan’s
Sailor’s platter all blackened- Red Lobster
Jalapeno sausage baked potato- Rudy’s
Shrimp scampi- Red Lobster
Blackened mahi sandwich, with tater tots and 3 mile island sauce- Hooters
Cinnamon rolls- Cici’s
Beef stew- Bill Miller’s, Town and Country
Chicken and dumplins- Cracker Barrel or Andy’s Kitchen
Subway melt- Subway
French fries- Orange Creations
Buffalo wings- BJ’s Brewhouse
Southern fried chicken- BJ’s Brewhouse
Pale ale chili- BJ’s Brewhouse
Fish and chips- BJ’s Brewhouse or Hooters
Pizookie- BJ’s Brewhouse
Garlic cheesy bread- Panjo’s
Red beans and rice with ham Louisiana style- Catfish Charlie’s
Pick 3 appetizer- Logan’s
Key Lime pie- Red Lobster, Hooters
Strawberry milkshake- Denny’s
Bacon mac and cheese- Buffalo Wings and Rings
Jalapeno chicken- Sirt Fry 88, Taiwan
Cajun shrimp pizza- Panjo’s
Chicken tortilla soup- BJ’s
Pepperoni extreme pizza- BJ’s
Mcnuggets- McDonalds
Amy’s turkey-o- Jason’s Deli
BBQ Brisket and spicy cheddar sausage- Dickey's Barbeque Pit
Talladega turkey- Panjo’s
Oatmeal raisin cookie- Subway
A-! thick and hearty- Whataburger
Patty mel- Whataburger
Whata chicken bites- Whataburger
Twists and cinnamon rolls- Gates donuts
Jelly filled doughnuts- Shipley’s
Green apple slush- Sonic
Brown bag special- Sonic
Create your own combo- On the Border
Endless tacos- On the Border
Sopapillas- On the Border
Bacon wrapped street dog- Weiner Schnitzel
Honey chipotle chicken crispers- Chili’s
Cinnamon twists- Taco Bell
Caldo- Acapulco, Kiko’s
Beefeater- Jason’s Deli
Chicken teriyaki- Origami
Half hunan beef and half sweet and sour chicken- Taiwan
Popcorn and pepperoni pizza- Target snack bar
Wingstreet wings- Pizza Hut
Walkabout soup- Outback
Blueberry muffins- Andy’s Kitchen
Grilled turkey sandwich- Price’s Chef
Chicken strip cheese- Hooters
Fish sandwich or basket- Snapka’s
Virgin Pina colada- Hooters
Buffalo shrimp- Hooters
Fire roasted guacamole- Chili’s
Croutons- Price’s Chef, Jason’s Deli
Lobster tail- Red Lobster
Jalapeno hushpuppies- Catfish Charlie’s
Cheesecake with strawberry topping- Catfish Charlie’s
Kookaburra wings- Outback
Peppered cream corn- Rudy’s
Rancher plate- Bill Miller’s
Any po’ boy- Nolan’s
French toast- Denny’s, Atomic Omelet
Fruit cup- Chick- fil-a, Atomic Omelet
Wild rice- Silverado
Cajun rice- Popeye’s
Honey buttered rolls- Golden Chick
 Beef or chicken empanadas- On the Border
Comerones a la Diabla-La Tapatia
Chicken cordon bleu- made by Marion Gentry
Fried rice- Wings Plus, Taiwan, Shogun
Fried catfish with okra and mix the tartar with lotta zing- Golden Chick
Corn fritters- Golden Chick
Creamy turkey soup- Ol Steakhouse
California roll- Shogun
Zac salad- Red Lobster
California club flatbread pizza- BJ’s

War World

War World

         They call it War World it is ruled by an evil dictator named Mongul.  The planet bristles with firepower and has it’s own propulsion system to take it place to place along with a hyper drive letting it travel between galaxies.  To visit War World would not be considered a vacation more like a trip to an ancient Roman Gladiatorial nightmare times one hundred.  A certain Kryptonian had many times visited War World and held a long standing grudge against its ruler.  If the kind benevolent Superman couldn’t stand Mongul that should be reason enough to avoid him. 

         For some sinister reason War World had been found to be on a course for Earth.  The White Shadow and Thunder Kitten sat watching the report of War World’s impending approach as described on TV.  “Marion we need some very specific help if this War World problem is going to be dealt with.”  “Just a suggestion Babe but I think Laura McKinney and Carol Danvers could be a start.”  “Just another thought Marion but I think Kendra, Jen and Karen would make great powerhouses for the arena.”  “We need an eighth member to round out things.” 

         As the couple sat thinking the yellow jaundiced face of Mongul came across the TV screen. “Greeting future citizens of War World, I am your soon to be dictator for eternity.  I am hereby accepting applications for competition in my arena.  Should someone win on Earth’s behalf (snicker not likely)I will spare you all.” 

         “Zac this is bad!”  “I know Marion, Mongul and his goons won’t be easy to beat but he can try to stop us but we’re going to win.  Like my great great grandmother said `Convince a Gentry against his will he’s of the same opinion still.’”  “So what are we going to do?”  “Contact Wonder Wharton get in touch with the heroes we picked.  It’s time for the Vixen Force! I’m going to try to get a hold of Kismet this just became cosmic in scale.  We need the help of the Four Who Are One.”  “Do you think they’ll answer?”  “I don’t know Princess but these qualify as Crazy Crazy Nights.” “Well hurry back and take Mara with you.  She and Kismet share a special connection.”  “Okay I texted Laura and Carol they’ll be here to protect you.  Not that you need it but well we are assembling the team after all.  Meet me at Hooters in an hour.  Mara come with me use your semi-wonder skills to help me track Kismet.”  “Arr arr woof.”      

         Marion watched her husband and dog leave and walked over to the computer to summon the Owl Jet and contact Wonder Wharton.  As she walked the sound of metal tearing and glass breaking faded in her ears with the passage of Zac and Mara’s teleportation.  Busily typing away on the keyboard she almost missed the arrival of the heroes she was waiting on.

         Not many people in the known universe had ever seen the passageway through the warp that the White Shadow had witnessed.  Clad in white, green and black and accompanied by a German shepherd/Beagle mix of a dog the White Shadow and Mara went in search of the Avatar of Fate.  Mara and her now deceased sister Boo Boo had once had an adventure with Kismet.  Though the dog couldn’t speak like a human she longed to say she missed the girl Kismet with the painted face.  Mara was a dog that formed great bonds with people.  Multicolored lights, faces and places streaked around the duo as Zac whispered “Find Kismet, Mara the Earth is in grave danger.”  Mara’s eyebrows started moving independent of one another in what Marion referred to as the `eyebrow dance’.  Her black and brown tail began to wag she pointed her nose left and took off running.  After about five minutes the eighty pound dog dropped to the ground and growled.  The White Shadow unhooked his truncheons from his wrist gauntlets sensing the dog’s mood to be a warning then he slowly opened a portal outward.  The portal was a bit off and the dog and owner began falling from the sky.  The White Shadow grabbed Mara about the midsection his cape catching the wind.  He whispered again in the dog’s floppy ear “Pound puppy.”  Mara relaxed under his grip letting him pull her into his chest to reduce wind drag.  The duo hit the roof of a building with Zac’s shoulder bouncing off a metal pipe.  He grunted in pain and let Mara down.  "Secure the perimeter Mara.  Great googly moogly that hurt.”  Slowly the White Shadow rose truncheons at the ready.  “Where did we end up Mara and where is Kismet?”    Looking across the street he saw Japanese and English writing on a sign above a bar that read King’s Den.  The door suddenly opened and a woman in leather pants and a pink halter top was physically thrown out landing on the ground after bouncing twice.  “I told you no fighting in my place.: yelled King.  The speaker King was a young woman with close cropped blonde hair, dressed in maroon slacks, and a white blouse.  She had used her earnings from the King of Fighters 2011 tournament to start her own bar and grill. 

         Days before War World had been spotted nearing Earth a master of weapons and sometimes sorceress was asleep in her bed in Eternia when she began having a vision of Mongul threatening a planet.  The young woman named Teela sat up in bed.  The vision was so vivid and distressing the very next morning she remembered all of it.  At breakfast she relayed the dream to her father Duncan the palace’s Man-At-Arms.  “Teela my daughter if you feel this strongly about this vision you need go.  Your destiny at this course in time seems to be hinged on this event.  Go with my permission my daughter.”  “Father a few years back I bonded with a spell to a young lady named Kismet who was so named because she was the living embodiment of the Avatar of Fate.  I as well as others gave her the ability to to draw on our friendship.  Do you suppose this vision is because of my link to her.?”  “it does sound very much like the two are related.  Go Teela journey well.” 

                On a nearby planet called Third Earth a half feline half human woman named Cheetara also had a similar vision to Teela.  She had been training and pitting her skills with a bo staff against her brother-in-arms Tygra when the vision floored her.  Tygra swung his bolo whip which Cheetara blocked with her bo staff.  She suddenly let go of her staff landing knees first on the floor of the Cat’s Lair.  The yellow and red creature on the couch spoke.  “Tygra what’s wrong with Cheetara Snarf Snarf?”  “I think she’s having one of her rare psychic visions.  “Snarf go get Lion-O fast.”  “Right away Snarf Snarf.”  Within moments Snarf returned with the Lord of the Thundercats, Lion-O and Panthro.  A soft moan escaped Cheetara’s lips as she held her head.  “Cheetara what did you see?” asked Lion-O.  “I saw a planet in danger and a group of heroes assembling and I was needed but by whom I couldn’t see.”  Lion-O reached to his waist and drew the Sword of Omens one of the most powerful magical artifacts in the Universe.  Holding the curved hilt of the sword to his eyes Lion-O spoke these words.  “Sword of Omens give me sight beyond sight allow me to see the one summoning Cheetara.”  A young lady with a painted face much like a cross between a geisha and a demon appeared before his mind’s eye.  He lowered the Sword of Omens and sketched on a paper am image of the young woman.  Cheetara leaned over his shoulder watching the image form as soon as Lion-O said the face of the woman was painted Cheetara exclaimed.  “Kismet the Avatar of Fate!”  “The Sword of Omens showed me a place called King’s Den.” “I know the place.”  “Be careful Cheetara your team is just a call away.” 

         Mara and the White Shadow descended from the building they had landed on and made their way to the entrance of King’s Den.  “Mara you stay here I doubt dogs are allowed here.”  “Grr.”  The White Shadow secured his truncheons walked to the door and pulled the handle.  It was the lack of the usual smells that surprised him.  He expected the smell of stale alcohol and maybe cigarette smoke.  What surprised him was the smell of food and absolute cleanliness.  He approached the bar and waited for King to turn around.  “Nice costume.  I don’t wany any trouble in my place or I’ll throw you out myself”  “Yeah I saw what happened to the girl in the pink top I’m not here for trouble.  I’m looking for a young woman named Kismet perhaps you’ve seen her.  She has short blonde hair and a painted face.”  Upstairs third booth said a strange man may come visit and you qualify.”  “I’m sorry where are my manners I’m the White Shadow one of Corpus Christi, Texas resident vigilante heroes.”  “Carry on then.”

         Kismet sat at a booth with a plate of pan fried fish.  Her companion Sakura sat pondering a massive shrimp poor boy.  “Sakura I sense a presence I have not felt in a long time it’s that of my friend Mara.” The White Shadow finished ascending the staircase and both ladies turned.  “Who or what is that.”, asked Sakura.  “That Sakura is the White Shadow. He’s one of the good guys I helped come to be.”  The White Shadow approached the booth and gave a slight bow.  He and Kismet took one another’s forearms in a combination of handshake and a greeting.  “Well met Kismet.”  “Well met yourself White Shadow it’s good to see you again.  This is my friend Sakura.  How may I assist you?”  “I’m sure you are aware of the War World situation.  I was hoping you might be able to convince the Four Who Are One to help in this cosmic matter somehow.”  “White Shadow I will bring this to their attention.  We already have an agent in play regarding this situation.  I can’t say who for fear of jeopardizing their cover.  Do me a favor as well allow me a chance to see Mara.  Sakura I’ll be right back tell the cooks to keep my fish warm.”  “You got it.” 

         The White Shadow and Kismet exited the building where Mara patiently waited.  After a few minutes of hugs and playing with the dog Kismet bid them a farewell and a safe journey.  “Split your teams at War World, you need a good distraction in the arena and good fighters.  Access the hyper drive and plot a really bad course to somewhere dangerous. Make Mongul regret this visit.  My agent can help.  Visit the bars you can find them.”  “Thank you Kismet for everything.”  The White Shadow teleported home dropping Mara off and then made another quick teleport to Hooters. 

         For 2 weeks she had been on War World undercover.  The course of the planet had shifted toward a planet she loved deeply.  She was determined not to let anything become of Earth if she could prevent it.  Commander Stargazer had reluctantly granted her leave to pursue her dangerous mission she had been asked by Kismet to join.  As the days passed it was becoming harder for her to stay undercover.  Guards were constantly asking for paperwork to see if she was a techniciab or contestant in the arena.  Though she could hold her own in a fight that was not part of her place or mission Kismet had told her to await the arrival of the White Warrior.  She wasn’t quite sure who or what that meant but she would be patient.  Nightly she would drift from bar to bar trying to find Nok Su Cow (the White Warrior).  Under her cloaks and disguises lay a woman who was partly metal and partly flesh she was Steelheart of the Silverhawks. 

         For some people it was a Thursday when the War World report hit the TV.  For Laura McKinney it was a day of frustration.  Sure Laura was a heroine in her own right being a member of X-Force but even heroes have bad days.  It all started at 7am when her alarm went off.  Not only did her alarm go off but it bounced off the nightstand and hit her in the forehead.  SMACK!  It started her whole day off wrong.  She got up to eat and tried to pour a bowl of Frosted Flakes .  The box of cereal fell, she tried to catch it but it knocked the bowl and spoon to the floor.  Midway down she finally caught the box on her hand claws causing Frosted Flakes to explode everywhere.  She got up to get the broom and dustpan.  The broom handle hit her in the nose as she tried to grab it.  SMACK!  She turned and ran face first into a cabinet door.  BANG!  None of these things really hurt her of course but it was the principle of the inanimate objects attacking her that was pushing Laura’s last nerve.  She walked back to her room checked her cell phone and saw a text from the White Shadow for the help of her alter ego X-23.  She read the text and began jumping up and down excitedly.  “Finally something I get the chance to hit.  This totally makes up for this totally lousy rotten day.”  The White Shadow and Thunder Kitten always got the fun adventures.  It was a guaranteed chance to lay the smackdown on some villain.  She went skipping into the hangar of the X-Men’s mansion and prepared her personal jet to leave and sent a reply she would arrive shortly.  The response she got back was from Thunder Kitten.  “Thanks for accepting Laura looking forward to working with you.” 

         She was a very loyal woman a force for good.   Today however she felt stuck.  Her desire was constantly to do the right thing but above all be the best of the best at what what she did.  She was a member of the Mighty Avengers but for some reason all of her team was away off planet.  She had seen the news report about War World and wanted to help but what could only one hero do?  Carol Danvers was frustrated and bored.  She had been doing a word search puzzle for the last 15 minutes and ironically been unable to find the word “Evade”.  She dropped the puzzle book and began pacing.  The X-Men didn’t trust her because of her history with Rogue, The FF were in the Negative Zone.  She needed to be doing something but most people considered her a reserve Avenger at best.  “What can I do to help?  I can’t do this alone.”  She pondered.  She paced some more thining aloud.  “I have flight, strength, speed, energy absorption and photon blasts as powers surely some team of heroes could use my help.  I feel frustrated and well…….grounded.  No one has grounded Ms. Marvel I’ve totally depowered myself.”  She heard footsteps and turned to see the Avengers butler, Jarvis.  “Miss Danvers I do hate to interrupt your pondering but there seems to be a rather persistent message for you from a certain White Shadow.  You can take it on that computer at your leisure.  Also here are some refreshments should you fancy a plate of cold cuts.  I’ve taken the liberty of preparing you some of the Cajun spiced turkey you seem to have a fondness for.”  “Thank you so much Jarvis.”

         Ms. Marvel walked to the computer and read her message.  “Carol Danvers/ Ms. Marvel by now I am sure you have heard the news footage of the War World problem and the threat it poses.  Your help is requested by the White Shadow to be part of the Vixen Force going to stop Mongul.  Please respond ASAP.”  Ms. Marvel willed her costume on and shot her fist in the air.  She clicked the accept button on the message and took off running for the hangar bays of the mansion throwing a door open and flying to Texas.  She launched herself straight up through the skyand executed a trick Iron Man and War Machine had taught her called a sub-orbital reentry.  You fly above the Earth wait till the place you desire rolls by and reenter the atmosphere.       

         It was a private wing unused save only by the lone inhabitant.  It was so far underground that even the oldest board members of the museum even knew it existed.  The area had not even on the original blueprints.  This was the young woman’s playground that she had spent nearly almost two years creating. There were melee weapons hanging from the wall on mounts and none of them were for decoration.  This was a dojo the size of two gymnasiums with all manner of obstacles and places one could injure themselves.  A compute bay was a room away alone with a corridor that led to a chute leading to the outside world.  The chute was full of air vents that launched the inhabitant skyward much like and aircraft carrier launching a fighter jet.  This entire set up was the makeshift home for Kendra Saunders because Hawkgirl needed a Hawk’s Nest.  She stood in the middle of her dojo and thought out loud.  “which toy to practice with today?”  She set the hologram hard light program to level 5 and began her simulated training session.  Today she would do everything without her wing harness.  Sure her wings and mace had Nth metal that gave her flight, strength and healing but Black Canary and Batman had drilled in her not to rely on powers only because when push came to shove when the powers are gone and you’re backed against a wall a warrior is only as good as the skills they know.  Each day she trained with random battle programs and different weapons.  She opened her armory and selected nunchucks, a cestus, and a scimitar.  Sliding the cestus on her right hand and securing the nunchucks to her belt she uttered the codeword to start the simulation program.    

         She got halfway through her training sequence when she heard the emergency beacon go off.  “Computer simulation end and bring up crisis projection on main view screen.”  Mongul’s message played back.  “Kendra incoming message from Wonder Wharton.”  “Put it through,”   

         “Wonder Whaton here Hawkgirl can you please contact Thunder Kitten in regards for assistance in joining the Vixen Force to stop the War World situation.”  “Request accepted I’ll be there in thirty-five minutes.  Hawkgirl out.”  Kendra grabbed another cestus for her left hand, began lacing up her boots.  She traded the scimitar for a bandolier of daggers and a belt with two sheathed swords attached.  Superman had told her about War World and she was going prepared for a fight.  “Computer prepare chute for takeoff plotting the best angle for Corpus Christi, TX.”  She put her wing harness and helmet on feeling the surge of power from the Nth metal and grabbed her mace.  Taking a running start she took off through the dojo and past the computer bay the air vents caught her wings as the chute opened.  Her body hurled skyward pulling her wings tight to her body she went higher and higher then levelled out heading from St Roch, Louisiana to Corpus Christi, TX.  With the chute launching her at the right trajectory the flight would be quick.  She spread her wings to full extension.  As she flew past a flock of ducks she yelled “Aflac.”  Her helmet eye slits displayed her route and destination along with her eta.  She was looking forward to a good fight.  Her interrupted training session left her feeling like she was missing something from her day.

         It was Jennifer Walters day off.  She was a lawyer and a darn good one at that.  She had a plan for this day that started at her local gym.  The regulars there simply called her Jen.  She learned a few years back that as homely Jennifer Walters her powers increased exponentially by ten when she worked out her human form and then changed into She-Hulk and the madder she got the smarter she got.  Any free time she got when not superheroing and lawyering she spent working out and learning new fighting styles.  She walked in and said hi to the regulars and popped her headphones in.  She started her day with jumping rope, using weights, then graduated to the ring.  She had a celebrity friend who was going to help train her in pro-wrestling.  She climbed in the ring and kept busy till Mark Callaway arrived.  She ran the ropes, did Hindu squats, then she was about to do an elbow drop to the practice dummy when a gloved hand grabbed her by the throat and chokeslammed her to the mat.   Mark Callaway was known the world over as the WWE legend the Undertaker.  A whoosh of air left Jen’s lungs as she bounced off the mat.  She managed to sit up finally and said.  “Hi Mark.”   “Hi Jen class is now in session get up and show me what you’ve got.  Oh and Hulking out is off limits.  This is about control and learning a skill set.”  Arm drop, headlock and punches, arm bar, ddt.  Move after move they went.  “You’re a small person use your speed and when you hulk up these things will be so drilled in you that you will do them without thinking.”  They kept sparring till an onlooker walked to the ring holding his phone out and said “Jen a Wonder Wharton keeps calling my phone asking to speak to you about a Vixen Force.  I don’t know this person.”  “Let me borrow your phone I promise I’ll give it right back..”  “Wonder Wharton it’s Jen what’s the stitch?”  “White Shadow and Thunder Kitten are requesting your help in dealing with a world problem threatening earth in the form of War World.”  “Tell them I’ll be there asap.”  She turned hugged Mark and then took off running to her car a rebuilt 57 Chevy pushed a button and the tires folded inward revealing rocket boosters that launched her skyward,  THWOOM!  In a flash of light Jennifer Walters was replaced by the Jade Giantess She-Hulk.  She reached down to her mp3 player and began playing “Blame it on the Love of Rock and Roll” Bon Jovi.    

            It was Thursday and Karen Starr had been avoiding the TV and board meetings at Starr Industries.  She was trying to relax.  She walked into the bathroom of her penthouse and began letting the bathtub fill up with water.  She grabbed a hand mirror and slid into the warm water.  Being Power Girl she did things differently than humans.  She tilted the mirror and used a small portion of her heat vision.  Ever patiently she tilted the angle of the mirror.  Human razors broke on her Kryptonian physique.  Sadly this was her unique way she had for shaving her legs.  “Who needs razor when you’ve got lasers.”  She thought.  Changing into clothes after her grooming ritual she headed into the kitchenfor an apple.  She closed one eye and used more heat vision to core the apple.  That’s when she heard it.  “Karen oh Karen I know your super hearing is picking me up.  Call me when you get a chance.”  Karen stood scarfing the morsel of apple.  She walked into her bedroom grumbling about Kendra interrupting her snack time.  Looking up with her super x-ray vision she spied Hawkgirl overhead.  Deet deet deet.  “Kendra what the blue blazes is wrong with youi almost choked on an apple peel when you pulled that little stunt.”  “Oh hi Karen in case you haven’t been in the loop War World is about to attack Earth and the Vixen Force needs you.  Sorry about the apple.  You know my visor is not as good as your vision.  So you wanna come help or not?  Oh and I passed some ducks and yelled Aflac.”  “You goofball you live in the same state as the Robertsons you’re lucky Si didn’t take a shot at you.  Keep flying I’ll catch up three minutes, gotta suit up.”  The phone disconnected and lounging Karen Starr was soon replaced by Power Girl the most stubborn hero on the planet.  She hit the button to open her skylight in the roof there was a pop in the air as she picked up speed and turned.  She flew by and grabbed a handhold Kendra had built into her wing harness especially for when she needed Karen to get her someplace fast.  Pop!  Both heroines shot through the atmosphere at mach 1.

         Within the hour all the heroes arrived at Hooters.  Thunder Kitten and the White Shadow were preparing and arming the owl jet getting it ready for takeoff.  Thunder Kitten clipped her electro shock morning star to her armor before speaking.  “We’re headed for a fight ladies I’’m not going to lie to you.  Now everyone get on board Zac will give you many details as we go.”  Everyone climbed aboard and they all strapped in.  There was a pregnant pause of silence and finally the White Shadow swiveled in his chair.  “Here’s the good news we have an agent in play who is undercover at the present time.  The bad news is Kismet is being cryptic and won’t give mke any info so we have to split up.  One team needs to distract in the arena the other needs to go find the agent and help sabotage War World.  Marion and I can be incognito and head up the stealth team.  Cheetara and Teela you’re with us.  That leaves Ms. Marvel, X-23, Power Girl, She-Hulk, and Hawkgirl to take the arena.  Remember you don’t technically have to win the fighting tournament because I’m sure Mongul will not keep his bargain.  However should you win I’m sure Jen can make things legal and binding. 

         Within minutes after the quick talk the owl jet achieved lift off.  Rising up to the outer rim of Earth’s atmosphere the outer space afterburners kicked in.  The owl jet was suddenly thrust into the beauty of space.  The view of the stars sun and moon was breathtaking.  Thunder Kitten thumbed the communications controls.  “Requesting permission to board War World with contestants for the arena inbound.”  “Permission granted ship TK421 resume flight yo landing bay 25.” 

         After the ship docked and secured Cheetara, Teela, Thunder Kitten and the White Shadow took off to the fighters feeding district.  They each had disguised themselves in robes of black with hoods to conceal them.  X-23, Ms. Marvel, Power Girl, She-Hulk and Hawkgirl made their way to a corridor marked contestants.  As the contestants progressed down a long hallway they came to long lines of other beings waiting to fight.  They eventually made their way to an orange alien that looked like a cross between a rhino and an elephant on 2 legs.  He wore nothing but a loin cloth and a belt with two plasma pistols in holsters.  “Sign name here head to gate 5 when your name is called the fighting will ensue for you.  Fights are won by the death or surrender of your opponent.  There are no rules.  Fight well.”

         The stealth team had walked into an endless sea of bars and street vendors.  “How in the world are we supposed to find an undercover agent here?”  Marion muttered.  “We could start a fight and see who comes to our aid.”, suggested Zac.  “I could run and the White Shadow could teleport but we still wouldn’t find the agent.  If only we had the Sword of Omens to help.”, said Cheetara.  Teela knelt on the ground and stared and then stood.  “There’s no liquid here get me into a bar I can do a simple scrying spell and see if magic will reveal anything.”    

         The hooded quartet entered a bar called Bart’s Bad Blood.  Cheetara and Marion went to the bar and ordered 5 drinks, four for the heroes and on for the spell component.  Teela pulled small mug to her and took a leather pouch from her belt..  She held up her hand for silence and took some orange sparkling dust from her pouch and spoke a strange language while sprinkling the dust in the liquid.  Teela was from Eternia and her magic spell caused a scene to unfold of the agent’s perspective walking into a bar.  She dropped her finger in the drink using the foam to write the locations name on the table: Mongul’s Mighty Fist.  Suddenly the spell ended!  “We must find this place.”  Cheetara rose walked out of the building and began running.  Approximately seven and ½ minutes passed and then Marion tapped her communicator.  “She found it Zac let’s go outside and teleport us to these coordinates.”  The trio left the bar and walked to a secluded alley.  Teela and Thunder Kitten placed their hands on the White Shadow’s shoulders.  The air was suddenly filled with sound of metal tearing and glass breaking when the trio moved rapidly between the Way Between Worlds and the air itself opened depositing them next to Cheetara who was twirling her bo staff as she waited.  They proceeded into the bar unsure of how they would find this undercover agent. 

         Meanwhile at the arena the ladies were observing preliminary fights and waiting for their names to be called.  The loud speaker broke the silence after the ending of the most recent fight.  “Laura Mckinney please enter the arena!”  As she walked towards the arena opening she heard the pre-recorded rules.  Submission of opponent or death result in the advancement through the battlefield ranks.”  Laura walked out to cheers and jeers from the crowd.  At first she couldn’t see an opponent the gate behind her closed her shut.  That’s when she saw him an opponent she had seen in previous fights.  His name was Kilgore and he looked like a unicorn had mated with a clown.  Laura muttered, “Good thing Thunder Kitten’s not here she hates clowns.”  Kilgore stood on 2 legs but she had seen it use it’s horn to behead previous opponents.  He attatcked at angles aiming for the neck.  The fight was on as soon as he cleared his gate he charged.  “It’s now or never.” Laura thought.  He was fast she’s give him that.  Charge.  She sidestepped and let him try again.  This second charge she avoided and slammed a right cross to the side of his temple letting him feel the adamantium that laced her bones rattle his skull.  She hadn’t decided to introduce her claws just yet.  Kilgore roared in anger and swung a backhand blow hard just grazing her left cheek.  He stood launching a straight punch to her nose.  She felt and tasted blood.  Now she was in a mood to fight.  He swung a low round kick to her thigh but she dropped to the ground low snkt with blades out she stabbed up straight through his hamstring.  “Your turn to bleed.”  She jumped up grabbed his horn using her forward momenteum she flipped him on his back judo style.  He got up and attempted to charge when his leg gave out on him.  He tried to rise after an embarrassing face plant.  X-23 grabbed his good leg and put him in an ankle lock.  “You can submit or I will finish you.”  “No I won’t surreneder.”  She sheathed her claws holding his foot in one hand she hauled off and kicked his leg as hard as she could causing her adamantium laced bones to shatter hid fibula.  Kilgore stammered the words “I give up.”  “There you have it creatures Laura Mckinney is your winner.” 

         Jennifer Walters decided she was going to go with the element of surprise.  She had exited the owl jet as plain old lawyer, New Yorker Jen so here was this scrawny looking woman sat among Power Girl, Hawkgirl Ms. Marvel and X-23 all in some manner of battle arrary.  Her name was suddenly called and as she walked in the arena there were boos and jeers hurled at the puny human woman.  Out of one of the gates came a large yellow crab looking creature.  Jen laughed and waved her hand in front of her face like John Cena saying “You can’t see me.”  The crab charged at her and at the last moment she did a forward roll under it.  The crowd was suddenly confused as they thought she had run right down the creature’s maw.  The arena grew quiet.  There was a flash of yellow and brown light almost unnoticeable.  Jen was replaced by the Jade Giantess She-Hulk.  Shulkie stood up grabbing a leg on either side of the creature.  Standing up to her full 7 feet 5 inches she fell back hard slamming the creature in an electric chair drop.  It tried to flip over, she grabbed it standing it on its tail and delivered a thunderous European uppercut.  “Listen up crab cakes I haven’t decided whether to tun you into Krabbie Patties or just stick you in a big pot.  If you’re not down with either of those options I’ve got two words for ya She-Hulk Smash!”  The crab fell on its back after the uppercut once more prone and thrashing its legs.  She-Hulk ran to the nearest row of stands leaped 20 feet up, balanced on the railing and dropped off delivering an incredible flying elbow drop orange guts flew as her elbow broke the creature’s abdomen.  “Gross!”, declared the Jade Giantess as she was announced the winner. 

         Unbeknownst to the quartet at the arena strange things were about to happen to the entire team.  Steelheart sat at a secluded table in the bar named Mongul’s Mighty Fist.  She was keeping her eyes peeled for danger and the arrival of the White Warrior.  She was beginning to doubt Kismet but something tingling at the back of her neck told her to be patient.  She never really had premonitions or woman’s intuition but something was there.  She had heard too many rumors of strange people in the arena today like the green woman and the viscious girl with knives in her hands and feet.  After a few minutes of thought Steelheart had her attention drawn to a group that had just entered the bar.  It was hard to tell if they were male or female but the two in front held hands with an air of familiarity.  The two people in back walked in a position behind and off to the side.  It reminded her of the earth custom of flying in the wingman position covering the aircraft in front.  It would have been easy to miss but one of the hooded people had on bright white boots.  “These people bear watching .”, Steelheart thought to herself.  She watched them take a table at an angle from hers. Across the crowded bar. 

         The quartet sat and Cheetara sniffed the air.  “Someone’s watching us I can smell the intense energy.”  Thunder Kitten asked.  “Remind me again how Kismet said the agent would find us.”  “The agent is looking for a White Warrior.”, said the White Shadow.  “Well that would be you.  How about we use your original idea and start a brawl and give you a chance to get the agent’s attention.”, said Teela.  “Well I’ve always wanted to see what a barroom brawl was like firsthand. How should we start this off.”, asked the White Shadow.  Cheetara scanned the room and popped off an idea.  “Fourth table from the bar wait till someone brings back drinks for their table.  One of us willhave to trip them.  In the chaos that ensues we start throwing punches and let our robes come off and the agent will see us and hopefully join the fray.”  Teela opened her robe slightly and withdrew her magic staff.  She grinned and said “Someone’s going for a trip I hope they like the fall.” 

         Steelheart leaned back against the wall she saw the quartet working their way through the room.  They still seemed to be watching each other’s backs.  She didn’t know what but something was definitely going on. 

         Meanwhile in the arena a name was called “Karen Starr of Krypton representing Earth.”  Mongul had gotten bored with the fights and started eating frog bats a scantily clad female slave had brought him.  When he heard the word Krypton he hurled the morsel of food.  He rose to his full height and watched Power Girl fly into the arena.  She landed and stood looking up at him.  “Hey Mongul how about we skip the warm up fights and you come down here and I’ll beat your yellow skin so bad with my blue gloves that you turn greener than She-Hulk over there?” “You amuse me Kryptonian but you must prove yourself wothy to face Emperor Mongul.”  Ms. Marvel stood from the floor she sat on.  “Talking about yourself in the third person Mongul only Dr. Doom is nearly cool enough to do that.”  Hawkgirl, X-23 and She-Hulk ran to either side of Power Girl and Ms. Marvel.  Power Girl addressed Mongul again.  “The 5 of us Mongul against you and whoever you can find to join you.  What are you afraid of getting your butt handed to you by a bunch of girls.?” 

         Back at Mongul’s Mighty Fist Teela had just put their plan into effect.  She had used her staff to cause a horned lobster like creature to spill six drinks on a table full of ratmen.   Cheetara, Thunder Kitten and the White Shadow used the commotion to randomly punch the creatures nearest them and then ducked.  The whole bar erupted in a flurry of punches and kicks.  Chairs began flying and crashing into bodies.  Cheetara unleashed her telescoping bo staff.  Thunder Kitten deployed her shocking morning star.  The White Shadow jumped on a table dodging a swinging bottle and discarded his robes revealing his green and white costume.  He drew the truncheons from his gauntlets and waded back into the fray.  The heroes may have started the brawl but they were going to enjoy it as well while it lasted.  As the fighting grew more fierce Thunder Kitten glanced at her husband and yelled.  “Hey Nok Su Kow your mask resembles the Celestial.”  “Your helmet has the markings of the Beast King.”  They dodged objects flying their way.and glanced at Teela who bore the markings pf the Starchild and her eye on her left side was launching starbursts fueled by emotion.  Cheetara and Steelheart fought back the cat like hero now painted like the Demon and the girl who was partly metal and partly real bore the paint of the Celestial. 

         At the arena it was absolute insanity the girls had challenged Mongul but he literally threw a temper tantrum sending all his warriors at them.  Kismet and the White Shadow had suggested a distraction well this was going to be the mother of all distractions.  Power Girl’s face contorted and her face was suddenly painted like the Demon.  The Four Who are One had sent help to the White Shadow in a very strange way.  The heroes were taking on the abilities of the cosmic beings.  Fire shot from Power Girl’s mouth.  She-Hulk’s eye projected starlight and emotion channeling the Starchild.  X-23 sprouted fangs and her face portrayed the Beast King.  Hawkgirl’s mace was blasting the power of the Celestial.  Ms. Marvel became the embodiment of pure emotion fighting with the power of the StarChild.  It was all out melee.

         Back at the Bar the White Shadow began teleporting his team out one by one knowing they still had to sabotage the planet’s hyper drive system.  The hardest person to teleport out was Cheetara because she was channeling the powers of the Demon and was basically going crazy spitting blood and trying to continue fighting.  The White Shadow finally got them to gather around and focus.  Steelheart gave them the exact location of the hyper drive.  Teela boosted the White Shadow’s powers with her magic to allow him the ability to teleport them all at once to the control room.  With all the heroes working as a team the planet was soon set on collision course for the most dangerous asteroid field near the planet Hoth.  Mongul was about to find himself between a lot of rocks and hard places.  The White Shadow thumbed a device on his belt summoning the dna teleport device on the owl jet.  Thunder Kitten reached to her belt activating the jet’s autopilot.  In less than ten minutes the ship was away and War World was headed for a really bad rock concert. 

Director’s Cut

         So in December of 2013 I started a story and I had every intention of writing this much differently.  I had 2 friends I was going to turn into heroes but when I ran the idea past them I was told they weren’t sure about me using their names in it.  If I had a friend who was a writer and used my name to turn me into a heroe I would be honored but not all people think that way.  So there I was for a while mad because having the story with no use for it I was confused.  It’s a bit like starting to cook a meal and not finishing it.  One day in February I told Marion.  “I’m going to write the story anyway.”  I rewrote the first half all over and for a while thoughts flowed and then they stopped.  I started typing it up with the intention of letting my friend Clyde give me more ideas. Then I stopped.  My friend Jim told me one day.  “Let the story write itself.”  My friend Esme set up a poetry contest at work and my brain got back into writing.  Over the months I had ideas at the strangest times and began to write a lot.  One night I suddenly had the ending In my head as I drove to work.  I just needed the path to get there.  May-July the thoughts assembled to what you have read.

         In 1998 I became a Kiss fan because of the Alive 3 cd being put in the jukebox of the Pizza Hut I worked at.  Years later I got to collect the Kiss comics and to this day I look forward to new ones.  I’m more of a fan of the comics than the music.  In Todd McFarlane’s incarnation of the Four Who Are One(the Kiss Members) were human avatars of cosmic beings bound to the Psycho Circus by ancient magic.  I have woven that story into the White Shadow and developed Kismet into my own heroes mythos.

         To me Bloodsport has always been one of the greatest martial arts films ever.  I wanted to create a superhero tribute to the movie along with homage to Kiss.  Also for those that have seen the movie Kickboxer you would remember Jean Claude Van Damme was called Nok Su Kow which is Thai for the name White Warrior.  I hope someone reads this crazy tale and just sees it all in their head.  The heroes I picked well there some of my favorites.    

Happy Mother's day

Mother’s day

You gave me life

You carried me

When I was sick

You took care of me

Cinnamon toast, homemade biscuits

                                     French toast, C3P0 cake            

My teacher, my friend

“I’m looking for a reason to use this.”

Love, kindness, caring

My comfort

Reading me scripture

Homeschool, Anne of Green Gables

Clint Eastwood

Moody Blues

God used Revalation to show you

Why He is worthy

Doggie Heaven

Puppy, Twinkle, Tripper, Piranha

Chip, Sally, RoRo, Squirt, Boo Boo

Dinners with Grandma and Paw Paw

Baptism, living out God’s love

Pastor’s wife, carpet sermon

First Baptist Choir

Taco pile on

White Creek

House fire, snake bite

Piano playing, moving furniture

Wedding reception for me

Embracing my wife

Making her part of the family

Seeing your son

As something special

Chasing string

Through a pasture

Rubber band wars

Fireworks chasing you

Woolworth diner

Haircuts, honeysuckle

Tarps, Jasmine

Homemade ice cream, tapioca

Flying tortillas

All this boils down to

Memories of mom

Happy Mother’s Day

To the best mom ever! 

Female hero shirts

I wrote this poem because of a conversation Marion and i had Monday.  I wear a lot of superhero attire and one thing i get mixed reactions on is when my shirt display a female superhero.  i get as varied reactions as much as John Cena does when entering a WWE ring.  Some people insult me and some like what i wear.

Female Hero Shirts

Why don’t you get it

You like your sports

To me they’re boring

Way too bland

Your comments

Way out of hand

I prefer the arms

Of some hands

Enveloped in spandex

Fantastical powers

Defending hour after hour

I see my friends

You see a way to insult

Really come on get over it

The comics, cartoons

Clothes, t-shirts, things I like

The insults roll off

Like pebbles from a bike tire

Do you even know why

You are making

Fun of me so

Really it’s not me

It’s all you

I just wore a shirt

Your weirdness

Caused you to inflict hurt

The superheroes I like

A lot are of the race female

You see a body in a costume

I see way more

Do you know

This hero

Or is your insult

That of one

Who knows zero

I’d love to talk with you

Explain the things I like and do

But an open heart and mind

Is the choice left up to you

Stop making fun of my shirt

Your comments really hurt 

Doom

I wrote this poem with this resounding sound of the word doom and a drumbeat in my head.  I wanted to do a take on Marvel Superheroes and them resolving problems. 

Doom

Five O’clock news

Doom

Doctor

Doom

Fin Fang Foom

Doom

Avengers assemble

Time to prevent

Doom

10 O’clock news

Doom

Today the Spider becomes a man

Time to prevent

Doom

High Evolutionary

Genocidal

Doom

Get your Warrior on

Time to prevent

Doom

Latverian Nation

Deadly Doctor’s house call

Fantastic Four

Time to prevent

Doom



Doom
Boom 
Swept by a giant Broom
Heroes cleaned up the causes of 
Doom

Logan's pain

This poem was born from a series of comics I read called the Red Dead Hand starring Marvel Comics Wolverine.  In the series Logan is drugged, shot and repeatedly attacked by a variety of strange and bizarre people only to find out each opponent put up against him that he killed were people deceived to engage him in combat were also his offspring.  His assailants were revealed to have been sent by a group the Red Dead Hand.  Wolverine kills all of those sent against him.  He escapes to a mountain so filled with grief and pain he continually hhurls himself off in an effort to end his own life but his healing factor will not let him die. 

Logan’s pain

Berserker barrage

Adamantium claws

Yellow and brown

Fury and rage

School and X-Men

More animal than man

Not so much a hero

Claws stabbed a gyro

Discovered his spawn

Became foe after foe

Severely deceived

Blood flowed red

Legitimately depressed

Killed his next of kin

The Wolverine is ashamed

Heart is now broken

Seeking penance and repentance

Hurling himself repeatedly

Mountain peak rushes to meet

Snowy ground rushes faster

Than wind and sound

Grief cuts like a coral reef

The mighty mutant

For all his skills

Speed, aggression, strength, healing and claws

None can undo his trail of blood

Emotions undo him like

Water eroding in a flood

Seeking an end to his pain

Off the tall mountain

He hurls

His heart very broken

Ever healing

Unbreakable frame

Time and again nothing eases the pain

For his very own children

James Howlett Logan has slain

Wolverine can’t cope with this pain.

White Shadow vs Brock Lesnar

White Shadow vs. the Beast Incarnate

          It started in Connecticut on a Thursday.  “What can we do to get more heat on Brock Lesnar over the coming months?”  Asked Triple H.  JBL threw out an idea.  “How about have him beat up smaller guys similar to what was done to build up Ryback.  Instead of nameless jobbers though let it be open challenges to anyone in the arena as well as established stars.”  “Excellent idea John, start the series of matches in a week from now.” 

           Three weeks later at the Gentry’s house during an episode of Monday night Raw, “My name is Paul Heyman, my client the Beast Incarnate Brock Lesnar ……….”  The sound on the TV was suddenly turned to zero.  “Zac why did you mute the TV?”  “Because Marion, Paul Heyman and Brock Lesnar are doing the whole suck the life out of the show thing again.”  “Zac calm down a bit it’s just a show.”  “I can’t calm down for weeks now Lesnar has been doing these open challenges and each town he goes to he puts another person in the hospital.  This storyline is putting WWE stars and regular people out of work.  If you can’t work you can’t afford bacon and shrimp for your family.”  “Well what are you going to do about it?”  “The White Shadow is going to answer an open challenge in 3 weeks when the WWE comes to Corpus for Raw.”  “But Zac, he’s a monster a Beast Incarnate.”  “Marion I’m a superhero I was trained by the Beast King and Demon.  I can teleport can Brock Lesnar do that?”  “I just don’t want you getting hurt.” 

          The weeks rolled on and Zac relentlessly trained with his punching bag.  He had multiple targets in the backyard he used for attacking with his truncheons.  When he wasn’t doing all this he was using weights and running.  Twice a week he would go to a nearby gym and train in wrestling, muay thai, and krav maga.

          Week three finally came Zac and Marion and their friend Ryan went to the event.  Zac was wearing his White Shadow costume under his clothes and he had stored his truncheons above the American Bank Center on the roof so he could teleport to them easily.  “”Zac my Cisco Kid armor is out in the car you sure you don’t need some backup?”,said Ryan.  Marion said “I can transform to Thunder Kitten in moments if you need me.”  “I appreciate the offer from both of you but think about it a flaming sword and lasers and armor no too many people can get hurt.  This is between me and Brock hand to hand.  I aim to humiliate not kill him.”

          The group sat in silence and became wrapped up in watching WWE Monday Night Raw play out before their eyes.  At exactly 9:02 pm Brock Lesnar’s music hit and he walked out with Paul Heyman.  “Ladies and gentlemen my client Brock Lesnar demands competition.”  As he was talking there was a sudden sound of metal tearing and glass breaking.  Zac disappeared from his seat and appeared on the rooftop.  He secured his gauntlets and truncheons to his wrists.  He spoke into his communicator.  “Ryan has anyone answered the challenge.”  “No you’re good to go.  Be careful.”

          The White Shadow in full gear teleported once more as Heyman was still running his mouth.  He appeared next to a startled Lillian Garcia.  “Excuse me Miss Garcia may I borrow a microphone?”  Sheepishly she handed it to the green, white, and black clad hero unsure of who or what he was.  “Heyman shut up! I’m the White Shadow and I’m here to put a stop to your client’s reign of terror.”  “With all due respect White Shadow isn’t that the name of a snail in the movie Turbo?  I don’t think you want to face the Beast Incarnate.  Really what are you even supposed to be in that getup?”  “I’m one of Corpus Christi’s resident superheroes and both of you are hurting people and sucking the life out of Monday Night Raw.  I’m hereby challenging your client to and extreme rules match right here right now.  Lillian get us a ref out here.”   

          Michael Cole began chattering wildly from the announce table.  “Ladies and gentlemen this is a most unexpected development in tonight’s programming a white, green and black clad warrior has just interrupted Paul Heyman’s open challenge and requested an extreme rules match with Brock Lesnar we are awaiting the answer and arrival of a referee.”

          Brock Lesnar grabbed the mic from Paul Heyman and growled “I accept.”  Heyman slid out of the ring like a walrus and began throwing chairs, tables and kendo sticks into the ring. 

          Several miles away a couple sat watching the scene unfolding in the ring via their TV set.  The wife and kids were in the living room.  Suddenly the man’s wife Ashley yelled “Michael get in here you have to see this.  That White Shadow person you said you know is on Raw.  He just challenged Brock Lesnar to an extreme rules match.”  Michael ran from the kitchen and dropped to the easy chair.  “He’s crazy Brock is a monster he even gives Cena trouble.” 

          The White Shadow vaulted over the top rope and the bell was called for by the man in the striped shirt Charles Robinson.  Lesnar bent to grab a chair and the White Shadow ran jumped on the table in the ring and kicked him in the head.  Corpus Christi’s resident superhero dropped to the mat rolled past the lunging behemoth using his feet to launch 2 chairs in mid-air.  He stood grabbing the folding chair legs and swung them into Brock’s head.  Brock was furious he hadn’t been this hurt since The Big Show hit him with a knockout punch at the 2014 Royal Rumble.  Lesnar rose in anger and took a swing there was a strange noise and suddenly the White Shadow was behind him.  Smack smack Lesnar found himself falling after 2 truncheons connected with the back of his knees.  The strange sound happened again and the masked man was holding his head.  The White Shadow began hammering his right knee into Lesnar’s head.  Then he dropped low exploding into an uppercut yelling “Tiger uppercut!”  Lesnar flew back into the turnbuckle.  The White Shadow spoke again taking a discarded mic.  “Brock do you know what your sins are?”  He walked towards Lesnar twirling both truncheons.  Faster than the eyes could follow the truncheons became a blur hitting knees, shoulders, and elbows.  Brock this time had a counter he grabbed The White Shadow and held him ready for an f5.  The crowd erupted in a chorus of boos.  Brock tried to execute the move when that infernal noise happened again and The White Shadow was no longer in his grasp.  The crowd didn’t know exactly what was happening but it was the only time anyone could recall a Lesnar Heyman moment that didn’t suck the life out of an episode of Monday Night Raw.  Marion and Ryan began a White Shadow chant that filled the American Bank Center. 

          The entire WWE locker room of superstars and divas filed out to the ring turning it into a lumberjack extreme rules match.  “Lesnar your sins are pride, being boring and unwarranted violence.”  The White Shadow grabbed Paul Heyman and dropped him in a ddt on the steel steps.  “I’m not done with you Lesnar”  The White Shadow yelled. Lesnar grabbed two kendo sticks and stood swinging them.  His opponent appeared on the turnbuckle near the Spanish announce table.  Brock rushed towards the hero swinging his weapons.  The White Shadow sprang into the air began a series of flips, twisted and kicked Brock in the shoulders enhancing the speed of his charge making his head bounce off the turnbuckle.  Landing on his feet the hero from the City by the Sea pushed Lesnar out of the ring.  After about 3 minutes of beating on Lesnar, Roman Reigns and Big E Langston threw him back in the ring.  The White Shadow deployed the taser in his truncheon.  With Lesnar stunned The White Shadow broke the fingers on the Beast Incarnate’s left hand only muffled cries could be heard.  Mic in hand the hero spoke once more.  “Broke Lesnar consider yourself humiliated.  Decent people were put in hospitals by you for your entertainment.  They have been avenged.  When a man is unable to work he can’t afford to buy his family shrimp and bacon.  I won’t stand for you hurting a man that way in my city.”  The White Shadow put his boot on Lesnar’s chest and the ref counted the pin fall.