The sun was shining, the water was cool and clear, the wind was breezy, and Transit Man was............................asleep (on the beach). He was on holiday, hoping that there would be no calls.

His chalet was booked, his problems were gone, and his only worry was his home town, New York. Sure enough … bleep, bleep, bleep. This was the last thing he wanted on his vacation as it was the only day a super hero gets off.

The pager said "A strange being in the alley, investigate, please"

On the only break he gets, he has to go back to New York and sort out the problem.

A few hours later, Transit-Man was scanning the extreme heat on 18th street. He saw a figure on 21st street, so he turned into a brand new Porsche and raced around the corner and almost hit the tall, dark figure, stooped over a small, silver handle-like object.

The figure spun ‘round to face Transit Man. He held the object out, a button was pushed and a thin purpley-blue light stretched out for about a metre.

Transit Man re-formed , the persons face turned into an expression like never seen before. The man swung the weapon at him, Transit Man just about ducked. He felt the extreme power of the weapon as it snipped his hair. Nothing with such power had ever been encountered! Before either of them knew it, they were engaged in battle.

Transit man found it hard to protect himself from the being, let alone attack the man!!

Transit Man could not manage to morph under constant attack. He managed to change his hand into a long electric eel, in hope to even the energy level from the being's sabre.

He could now defend himself and fight the man.

The man made an awesome move in which he sprung into the air, spun, and landed terrifically, with an almighty boom, thrashing his weapon forward slicing Transit Man’s defence in half!

In great pain, Transit Man had only one chance to beat the acrobatic Dark Lord.

He conjured up all of his strength and karate kicked the man to the floor, flinging his weapon to the floor. Grabbing it, he swiped it at the man's throat, chopping it in half.

The body mysteriously vanished, where, how, ............for how long..................... ???

And so the mystery of the now named "Masked Dark Lord" remains unsolved........................

And the Submarine

Transit-Man was in his office when his pager bleeped in the middle of a meeting. It said, ‘Trouble in the Pacific Ocean. A sub is importing illegal weapons.’ He then excused himself out of the meeting and hurried straight to his base to get ready for his next case.

It was only minutes after getting to his base that he changed into a bald eagle and was flying over the Pacific Ocean. As the eagle glided down to the enormous ocean, he morphed into a great white shark. He was right behind the submarine, when five men came out with harpoons and started to shoot at him. He dodged out of the way, and burst into great speed at the divers. He took them all open, thrashing and biting the men. He finished the last one off by ripping his G.O.D. apart, filling the man’s lungs with water.

The sub surfaced, and the shark followed. Transit-Man’s aim was to destroy the sub before it reached India. At the surface, he reformed himself and sneaked inside. He adjusted the missile controls. Having left the sub, he morphed into a small ship, attracting the attention of the sub.

"Sir, there’s a close ship," relayed a workman.

"Destroy it, then," said the captain.

The missile left the sub after a few moments. It span round, hurled at breakneck speed to the sub and hit the bow, totally destroying it.

Another job done for Transit-Man.

It was a pretty ordinary day in New York City . The sun was shining brightly and T’Sang took this perfect opportunity to carry out his master plan ....

Transit man had just bought a hotdog and smelt mass destruction in the air . He scanned the area of his base , he found mass destruction was taking place in South America.

He immediately morphed into a great white Albatross and flew straight over to the Amazonian Rainforest. T’Sang was saying 'Saw you stupid idiots , saw.'

Transit man swooped down and changed back to his normal self and started to hit T’Sang to the floor and said "My friends live here and you're cutting down their home, so stop or I’ll order this chain saw to cut your organs home up"

"Ok,ok you win stop sawing you stupid idiots NOW !!!!"

So Transit man saved yet another life.

Transit Man was walking through the city of New York. Just seeing the dark, dangerous and heartbreaking state of the streets made him shudder. With his super-hearing he heard a woman screaming. He ran with his super-sonic speed to the scene of the crime.

He saw the well-known crooks, Montel and Aaron. He then morphed into a Siberian tiger and lunged himself at Montel. Montel crashed to the floor with a thud. Transit Man turned to the action and saw Aaron jumping over the alley wall to escape.

Transit Man then plunged over the wall, and seized Aaron.

Escaping into the darkness of the network of New York City, he changed back to his original self and brought Montel back to Officer Fitzgerald. But unluckily Aaron got away. He could be doing another crime right now!

[Written with Leigh Duffy]

THE QUESTION.

Should we do it?

Should we ever have started this murderous streak?

What does it do

but havoc wreak?!!

THE KILL.

This is the part that brings so much fun,

that is to those that hold the gun.

The blood it draws is in-humane,

the hunters treat it like like a game.

THE CAUSE.

What is the cause of this crime,

are the hunters all but blind.

The fox is destroyed all by mankind.

Craig Ledger

My character is called Transit-Man. He has the ability to change in to any animal, and can

morph into a few vehicles. He is 6 ft tall and wears a red and yellow suit. As you can guess he can , in the event of needing to, fly as a bird, swim as a dolphin, dig as a mole or

‘evolve’ to suit any terrain. He serves the state of America against the biggest area of scum in the world. His greatest nemesis is the ‘Yin Wang’ gang of Japanese master-minds, whoes main objective is to capture Transit-Man, learn the secret of his extraordinary

powers, and hopefully clone him to create their own group of ‘morphable’ bad guys. He also has smaller enemies such as; Castor Troy, Pierre Petit and Q, along with your everyday dead-beat crooks.

How he got his powers is only known by a hand full of people, I being one of them.

He once worked in a scientific research plant

The day that my cousin was born,

My eyes watered like a swarm of bees leaving their nest.

My smile was as gappy as a sieve.

It curled like a crisp, golden quaver,

freshly foil packed.

No it was more, it was like someone turning up for a meeting,

a meeting to see your new cousin.

Finally my cheeks were no longer red, they were green and ready to go!

Go around the world!

The happiness leaped from my mouth, flew to the moon,

And returned with a cheesy grin.

It was like a blast from the past, another one was born,

another sweet as cinnamon, screaming kid.

There was only one problem, her name,

It was Elle Brook

" yes dad?"

"Your nan, your nan has passed away".

I heard this news, it felt like sudden gang of tears began

bullying me,

turning them red with blood-shot sorrow.

After the shock subsided one thing ran through my mind like a

great athlete,

the constant reminder by others, the ones that seem like

a tap of comforter surrounding me,

leaking unhelpful remarks, making matters worse, soaking me in

sadness.

The anger grew like a beanstalk to a point of no return,

my heart leaking cold, damp thoughts through the pipe work of

my soul.

People commented on my tears, " there so big,so sad, oh what a

shame!"

My tears abseil down the crevices of my sorrow stricken face.

"Oh nanny, nanny please come back, I want to say goodbye",

though this is not possible, I still dream it in my eyes.

A FRUITY DATE

Her name was Melony.

She was so appealing!

I had to pear up with someone

And asked her out for a date

I said as a figure of peach.

We took a spin in my avacar-do'

Got stuck in a traffic jam on the way to the cinnamon

It was raining berry hard

But I had my trusty Plumbrella.

We went to see

James and the Giant Peach,

And the ending was somewhat fruity!

Group Poem written with Andrew Fusek Peters with Barry Keegan, Sam Jarvis, Leigh Duffy and

Thomas Shannon