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The Caped Defender:
The Caped Defender in... The Crimson Dragon Part 2

by The Caped Defender (The Caped Defender's bio)

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When we last left our caped hero (me), I was engulfed in a stream of flames. My last thoughts were of s'mores and a need for sun block.

Before I could burn to a crisp, the sprinklers kick in and flood the hallway. A fire alarm howls as strobe lights flicker on and off.

The Crimson Dragon's henchmen still hold Angelblayze captive. If I do not act now, then there is a chance they will escape with her.

They turn to the lift and I run after them.

“For the sake of my socks!” I shout because I have forgotten my normal catch phrase, “Defend to the Death!” which sounds neater in the heat of battle. Trust me on this.

I slide in the flooded hallway, tripping the first one holding Angelblayze. The three of us tumble to the floor. This knocks the Dragon henchmen unconscious.

I look to the see the second who now points his flame-throwing wand at me.

“Say good night, Defender!” he screams. “Hail the Dragon!”

“Hail this!” I shouted as I pull out the Neutron Laser Pen from my coat.

[EDITORIAL NOTE: See last issue for “Neutron Laser Pen!”]

I fire a beam and watch as it grazes his shoulder. He begins to scream like a woman as he drops the wand. He turns and runs towards the lift.

The elevator doors open. The henchman stops in his tracks.

“Oh no!” he says aloud.

Standing in front of him are Thunder Man, the Guardian Eagle, and the Ace of Skies.

Water drips from the ceiling on to their costumes and uniforms as the strobe lights blink on and off. Thunder Man presses a button on the wall, stopping the sirens.

Each one stands there with fury on their faces, which no mask could have hidden. Their inner sanctum has been compromised and they are angry.

I pull myself up off the ground catching the Guardian Eagle's attention.

“Defender,” the Guardian Eagle says. “Is Angelblayze okay?”

I kneel down and check her pulse.

“Yeah, she's unconscious,” I say.

“Good,” the Guardian Eagle says. He slowly inhales and then slowly exhales. His voice, not even a whisper, says, “Take him apart.”

The henchman says in a high pitched whisper, “Mother?”

Then in a cacophony of explosions, blasts, lights, and what sounded like more women's screams, I lose sight of what happens.

When everything settles, I see the three of them standing over the fallen form of the Dragon henchmen. I could see he is still breathing, but I know when he wakes up, he will not be happy.

“What happened?” Angelblayze says as she awakens.

The Guardian Eagle bends down and helps her up.

“The Caped Defender saved the day is what happened,” he smiles.

Later, the Ace of Skies explains how the two intruders made it in.

“I was cleaning out the port vent and I left one of the platings off accidentally. I found two sky packs near where they entered,” he says.
        
Now on a moral sense, sin works this way. We do not realize how deeply it can enter our lives. We need to be consistently vigilant. Little actions that we let slide, without thought of their consequences, tend to lead to larger and darker sins with larger and darker results.

Now I am not being an alarmist saying “Oh lying about eating a cookie before dinner will lead to a career of traitorous espionage” but let me ask this?

How did villains like Nero, Judas Iscariot, and Adolph Hitler get their start?

Jesus Christ took this subject very seriously. He says in Matthew 5:29-30 (NIV):

“If your right eye causes you to sin, gouge it out and throw it away. It is better for you to lose one part of your body than for your whole body to be thrown into hell. And if your right hand causes you to sin, cut it off and throw it away. It is better for you to lose one part of your body than for your whole body to go into hell.”

Of course, we are not meant to take that literally but Jesus was making a point. His point is we are to rid the sin out of our lives with the same sense of urgency.

However, if some Christians do choose to take this passage word for word, let me know, I am thinking about directing a community theater production of “Treasure Island.”


One last little bit of housekeeping … I just wanted to say a big thank you to Judy from Media Matters who sent me a nice message recently.

Copyright 2002, The Caped Defender. All rights reserved. Used with permission.

About The Caped Defender: The Caped Defender resides in his secret "Defender Lair" in an anonymous town in New Jersey. He recently married the love of his life. However, at the request of his beautiful wife, and I quote "Please, please, please don't mention my real name!" The Caped Defender collects comic books and wants to be a writer.

EDITOR'S NOTE AND OPINION:
He needs help. Lots.

Thank you.

You can e-mail The Caped Defender at thecapeddefender@netzero.com

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