A Hurt Wing
The Kratt brothers were flying around in their peregrine falcon suits, until they stumbled on Zach who was up to no good...
On a sunny day in a beautiful forest in North America, two bird-like forms - green and blue - were soaring through the sky.
"Peregrine falcon powers are the way to go, bro!" Chris cheered as he dove into another cloud, Martin flying behind him.
"Yeah, it sure is fun to be able to fly around in this suit, we should do it more often," he laughed as he flew past his brother, triggering his competitiveness, alleviated by sudden remembrance.
"I'm with you on that one, but we're supposed to be looking for a clearing for the Tortuga to land, remember? So no more goofing around," Chris said as he flew by his side, giving him a serious look.
"Okay, you're right," Martin rolled his eyes as he bumped into him playfully. "Doesn't mean we don't get to see who finds a clearing first!"
Sensing his brother's enthusiasm, carrying a gleam of eagerness in his eyes, the green Kratt couldn't help but participate in the activity. "It's on bro!"
Just like the suits were designed for, the brothers were given the ability to mimic the peregrine falcon's ability to fly rapidly and change direction very quickly, in addition to its strength, powerful eyesight and sharp beak, rendering it the fastest bird in the world. With this creature power at hand, covering more ground was far easier than one could imagine.
The Kratt brothers raced each other, showing off a few tricks and moves here and there, yet their competitive nature never stood in the way of them having fun as siblings.
"Woohoo!" Chris let out as he zig-zagged his way between some clouds.
"Nice one bro!" Martin flew up to him and gave him a high wing.
Suddenly, a loud sizzling noise pierced the area, interrupting their little game. "Chris, what was that?!"
The brothers in the falcon suits looked down to find...LASER BEAMS shooting from all directions, much to their horror. Then their eyes caught a familiar figure.
"Zach!" Chris and Martin looked at each other, eyes wide from panic. From their point of vew, they could see a few trees that had already been taken care of, making them sick to their stomachs. They simply couldn't bear the idea, and even less the sight of any form of life being threatened. Parting from that principle, the sight of Zach destroying those trees in such a cruel and inhuman way truly aggravated them.
"Tortuga, come in," Martin suddenly called the team.
Aviva showed up on his screen. "Yeah MK, did you guys find a clearing yet?" she asked with a casual smile.
"No! Get this, we stumbled on Zach and you won't believe what he's doing." At that, the expression on Aviva's face shifted, Koki tilting her head behind her. "Let me guess, capturing another animal?" Aviva scoffed.
"Even worse, he's chopping trees down to get to the animals!" Martin exclaimed. "With laser beams!" Chris added, flapping his wings hurriedly.
Aviva and Koki exchanged panicked looks. "We'll be there as soon as we can, until then keep him distracted," Koki finally said, rushing off to the pilot room. Then the call ended.
The brothers looked down to scan the scene; Zach was standing on his floating platform, arms behind his back with one hand in the other, shoulders relaxed, seeming very content, a mischievous smile on his face. His Zachbots were following his commands by using laser beams to take down the trees, one by one, they all came crashing down. If the brothers weren't in their falcon suits and flying a hundred feet in the air, they would've clenched their fists from anger.
Their eyes met. They nodded.
"Hurry it up, Zachbots! The sooner you exterminate all those pasky trees, the sooner I'll get my hands on all the varmints in them," Zach laughed, rubbing his hands diabolically.
Suddenly, out of nowhere, something green swooped past his face and missed it by an inch, followed by a blue one dashing behind his back. Zach shrieked and nearly fell out of his platform. "What was that?" He looked up to find two human-sized birds flying down on him. "Wild Ratts?!"
"It's Wild Kratts, and just what do you think you're doing?" Chris gave him a menacing look.
"Don't you know a lot of creatures depend on these trees for survival?" Martin added, his tone calmer than his brother's.
"In fact I do, which's precisely why I'm taking them down!" Zach said proudly, irritating the brothers.
"Alright Zach, we can either settle this the easy way or the hard way," Martin said, his eyes were uncharacteristically deep and serious.
However, Zach seemed completely unaffected. "Do you really think that a pair of flying pigeons will stop me?" he mocked. Just then, another tree came falling down, startling the brothers.
"Sorry Zach, but you leave us no choice," Chris shot Zach a death glare, then swooped down on one of the Zachbots before snatching it from the ground and ripping it to pieces thanks to his sharp talents.
"Hey!" Zach let out, vexed but not surprised.
Martin, in turn, joined his brother and started eliminating a decent amount of Zachbots, much to Zach's displeasure. "No, no, no, don't just stand there you useless machines, stop them!"
Automatically, the Zachbots changed their aim from the trees to-
"Martin, look out!" Chris pushed his brother out of the way just as a laser beam was about to pierce through him.
Soon, laser beams were streaking randomly all over the place, the brothers flying around and dodging each and every single one of them. One of the laser beams bounced off a rock and ended up hitting Zach's platform, almost knocking him over. "Gah!" Zach yelped, steadying himself. "What do you think you're doing?!" he yelled.
Chris stopped for a moment and started laughing, Zach turning red with anger. Just as Martin avoided one more laser beam, he looked around to find a Zachbot aiming right at his brother. Zach noticed this too, a venomous smile slowly creeping across his face. Martin felt like his heart stopped in his chest. He thought about flying at full speed and pushing him out of the way, but something told him he wouldn't have had enough time. Other options ran through his mind, but before he could do anything, a laser beam cut through the air like an arrow, striking Chris in the middle of his deactivation button. "AH!" Chris cried out in pain. Martin watched in horror as his brother came crashing down, a blast of green surrounding his unmoving body.
"Chris!" Martin landed near his brother and gently wrapped one wing around him, but when he looked down at his face, his eyes widened at the sight of...blood dripping down the side of his head. "Chris, please open your eyes," he stammered.
No answer, except for a weak moan.
"Aw, is green guy hurt?" Zach mocked, then the expression on his face became obscure. "Don't worry, you're right behind him," he snapped his finger and all the Zachbots immediately circled around the brothers.
"Zach," Martin clenched his teeth, anger building up within him. Any other day, he would've forgiven Zach for any terrible thing he might do to nature. But to have the audacity to hurt his own brother? It only made him want to shred him to pieces. "You'll pay for this!"
"Sure I will," Zach laughed sheepishly. Martin was about to say more, but was held back as he remembered the Zachbots threateningly swarming around them. He put up a protective wing to shield his unconscious brother.
Through Zach's laughter, Martin patiently waited to get zapped, when suddenly-
Bang. Bang.
He looked up to find two Zachbots completely annihilated, relief washing over him, followed by confusion.
"Hey, what's going on?" Zach whined, the loud sound of a ship above his head. He looked up and gasped in horror.
"Hello, Zach."
Martin looked up to find the Tortuga flying right above them, Aviva standing near a large gun-like machine, grinning with satisfaction.
"Uh oh," Zach gulped, knowing he was in trouble.
At that moment, Aviva exterminated the rest of the Zachbots, blasting them with her brand new weapon. "NO!" Zach let out as he closed his ears, overwhelmed.
"Now Zach, leave before I use this on your plane," Aviva wore a serious expression on her face, already aiming at the mentioned vehicle.
At that, Zach surrendered without hesitance. "Okay, okay, I'm leaving!" Zach took off like a scared child, leaving the disaster he caused behind him.
Martin looked up and met Aviva's eyes, Chris still in his wings. "Thank you," Aviva read his lips, and seeing the state his brother was in, she smiled sadly.
Nothing but darkness. All he could feel was a hand caressing his hair. "Hey Chris," a familiar voice echoed in his ears, it was calm and soft. He leaned in on the touch, slowly opening his eyes. The smallest bit of light in the chamber really irritated them.
He could see a blurry figure, already guessing who it was. "Martin?" His voice was feeble.
His brother jumped as he heard his name. "Chris, can you hear me?" Chris' vision slowly became more distinct; he could see the worry in his brother's eyes. He gave him a small nod as he smiled weakly, earning a sigh of relief from him.
Just then, Chris felt sharp pain stinging the right side of his head. He let out a hiss through his gritted teeth. He pressed his hand against the source of the pain, grunting from the pressure as he instantly regretted it. He also felt a bandage wrapped around his head.
"Careful bro," Martin reached out two comforting hands.
"What happened?" Chris asked.
The expression on Martin's face saddened. "You got...hit by one of the laser beams," he slowly looked away, a shred of guilt in his voice.
The memory of deactivating in mid-air flashed before Chris' eyes, followed by a faint voice screaming his name. The rest was a blur. He remained silent before sudden remembrance hit him. He gasped. "What about Zach? Did he-"
Martin raised a hand to cut him off. "Don't worry about him, he won't be causing trouble any time soon, thanks to Aviva and her new invention."
Chris smiled. "Well that's a relief."
Silence.
Chris couldn't help but sense something was bothering his brother. "Martin?" The blue Kratt avoided eye contact, looking down with sad eyes. "What's wrong?"
"I'm sorry bro."
Chris looked genuinely confused. "What do you mean?"
"I could've saved you or at least yelled your name in time, but instead I just stayed fozen in mid-air," Martin's voice cracked. "You could've gotten even more hurt, or worse..." At this point, tears were starting to form in his eyes, threatening to fall any second. "I should've protected you, but I let you down." A small tear ran down his face.
However, he didn't expect what came next. He suddenly felt his bother's arms wrap around him, without warning, which startled him at first. "Don't say that," Chris whispered in his ear. "You never let me down."
More tears came rolling down. "B-But you could've gotten badly hurt, I just-" he paused, taking a deep breath. "I just don't wanna lose you," he managed with a trembling voice.
"Hey," Chris looked deep into his eyes. "I'm a tough Kratt, I won't let anything happen to me, ever." He wore a reassuring smile.
Martin smiled in turn, eyes glassy from his tears. "I know," he laughed, wiping his face. "But it won't stop me from always trying to protect you."
Chris laughed softly. "Fine by me."
And they hugged tightly.
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Book Review: The Unlikely Escape of Uriah Heep by H.G. Parry
The quote that should have been on the back of the book: "'Uriah Heep's loose on the ninth floor,' he said. 'And I can't catch him.'
My brain was fogged with sleep; it took a moment for his words to filter through. 'Seriously, Charley?' I said when they did. 'Again?'"
Premise: Rob Sutherland, a lawyer in Wellington, New Zealand, has a younger brother, Charley, who is an English professor at the university. His brother, a literary prodigy, has the peculiar and often alarming ability to read objects - or characters - out of books. This causes lots of problems, as you might expect, especially because they're trying to keep this ability secret from the world. But things start to go especially crazy when Charley reads Uriah Heep out of David Copperfield, and he hints at a "new world" that is fast approaching....
Thoughts: I. Love. This. Book. Seriously, if that premise alone isn't enough to make you want to pick up the book and read it for yourself, I don't know what's wrong with you.
At first glance, this book might sound a bit like Inkheart, and while there are certainly similarities when it comes to reading characters and things into reality, it has a very different feel. Yes, both are stories about stories, about the power of really connecting to a book you're reading until what's happening on the page is as real as the world around you. Both are about villains trying to take advantage of this power, book characters trying to make a life for themselves in the real world, and the chaotic rush to stop the world from being overrun with the worst horrors books hold. But I guess I would say that The Unlikely Escape of Uriah Heep feels a lot more grown-up. Not to say that it's boring by any means; there's still a lot of beauty and whimsy and wonder. But it deals not just with accidentally reading stuff out of a book or the power of a good story well told. It also deals with how every single reader will have a slightly different interpretation and imagination of a character, some more nuanced than others. It deals with what it means to be a person. What it means to be a family. What it means to have a life. It makes absolute sense to me that the main characters are a lawyer and a university professor, rather than a twelve-year-old girl and an itinerant bookbinder.
Of course, one of the main draws to this story is all the wonderful literary references. These are mostly from British literature, particularly Victorian literature, which meant that I was familiar with (or at least could easily identify) most of the characters you end up meeting. These include Sherlock Holmes, Mr. Darcy, Dorian Gray, the Artful Dodger, Matilda, the White Witch, Dr. Frankenstein, Dracula, Miss Matty, the Scarlet Pimpernel...I'm probably forgetting somebody else super obvious, there's just so many of them! Even for the ones whose stories I haven't read, like Uriah Heep, it's not vital to the main plot to understand what they're about. Rob isn't familiar with all of their stories either, and so gets any necessary explanations from Charley, usually.
I adore any story that praises the power of stories. Of course I do. And this one makes it so clear how powerful they are, how comforting and edifying and exhilarating the written word can be. But even more, I love that this is first and foremost a story about brothers. I'm a sucker for those kinds of stories on the best of days, and so this book got me hook, line, and sinker from page 15 when Rob says, "I would do anything--I would kill the whole world--to keep him from being scared or hurt." a;ldkfjsd;kfljsd;fklj YES PLEASE.
Not once did I have to worry that the brothers' relationship would fall to the wayside for the sake of the plot. The story opens with Charley calling Rob for help in the middle of the night, and the entire story revolves around these two helping each other, fighting with each other, saving each other, pulling each other down and then dragging them back up again...it's everything. Their bond is the bedrock of this story, and I can't get enough of it. The bio in the back says that H.G. Parry has a sister, and I have a hunch that they must be really close. You can tell that she knows what it's like :')
There were so many quotes, especially in the climax, that I wanted to scream from the rooftops (and instead just sobbed quietly in my room as I ugly-cried my way through the ending). They were all so simple that, out of context, they wouldn't seem that remarkable. "I don't care" "I still want him back." "You're my brother." "I know you."
Or this quote from Sherlock Holmes: "Your brother thinks you the best and wisest man in this world. As I said, emotions are antagonistic to clear reasoning." Which is just a;lkjg;dslkgj;sdklgjds;afkj I CAN'T IT HURTS IT'S SO BEAUTIFUL BECAUSE HOLMES AND WATSON AND ROB AND CHARLEY AND AAAAAAHHHHHHH TT_______TT al;kdfgjas;dglkjsd;flkjds;klfj
In conclusion: If you love a good book, if you have ever found yourself sucked into a story till it felt more real than reality, you need to read this book.
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