My Modern Hero,

If you look extremely carefully down the dark, damp alleyways of London, you may catch the slightest glimpse of me, climbing and jumping up walls, on my way up to the roofs so I can keep an eye on my beautiful city.I wear camouflage clothes that chang brightness and colour wherever I go which makes me virtually invisible.On my waistband, glinting in the moonlight, are my two Golden Handguns, They are loosely strapped to my belt so that if in need, I can draw them extremely quickly.As I stepped over a ledge onto another roof, I catch something out of the corner of my eye….

There, right below me were a group of shady figures,all cradling Kalashnikov AK47’s, I briskly searched the roof for a good vantage point and soon found one behind a fallen ledge. It was good enough.

After a couple of long minutes trying to recognise some faces, I soon realised that these were the criminals who had captured my Dad…as I rested one of my palms on my handgun, I heard a deep rumbling coming from the darkness behind the alley.A Humvee bearing the Black Ops logo rolled out and into the alleyway… the black clad gang raised their Kalashnikovs…

My Dad was thrown out from behind a giant dumpster, I switched the position of my hand and pulled out an             MP5-Advanced Issue Sub-Machine Gun

This is for you dad I whispered as I pulled the trigger and let a whole magazine of bullets…