The Fifth Hero #2: Escape Plastic Island - Hardcover

Buch 2 von 2: The Fifth Hero

Doyle, Bill

 
9780593486412: The Fifth Hero #2: Escape Plastic Island
Hardcover
ISBN 10: 0593486412 ISBN 13: 9780593486412
Verlag: Random House Books for Young Readers, 2024

Inhaltsangabe

FOUR KIDS. ONE EARTH. AND YOU ARE THE HERO THEY NEED. From the creator of the interactive Escape This Book! series, join the climate superheroes as they master the powers of earth, wind, sea, and creatures and use YOUR help to choose the right story line and save the planet!

The Calamity Corporation is determined to destroy Earth. Their latest plot leaves “ugly”  animals in the cold—literally. Any less-than-cute critter will be frozen and blasted into space. Luckily, five climate heroes have the skills to save the day.

JARRETT can talk to animals…even if they don’t always listen.
MALIK masters water…but the floating garbage is a challenge.
FREYA ‘s wind power everyone away..sometimes too powerfully.
AGNES can dig up dirt and soil any evil plan.
And YOU are THE FIFTH HERO!

Make three decisions in this interactive adventure to help the heroes put the Calamity Corporation on ice. Choose incorrectly and it's game over. But choose wisely, and you might save the planet—and the story!

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Über die Autorin bzw. den Autor

Bill Doyle is the author of many books for kids, including the Escape This Book! series. He has also created games for Sesame Workshop, Warner Bros., and Nerf. Bill lives in New York City, and you can find out more about him at BillDoyle.net.

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CHAPTER ONE


“You’ve got five seconds until Earth melts . . . LIKE HOT CHEESE!”

The shout echoed in the school gym, and the forty students jumped in their seats. Up on the gym’s stage, a skinny boy stood on a chair. Wearing a mask with a hot dog emoji drawn on the front, he towered over a small girl who crouched beneath him. She wore a mask too, but this one had a drawing of a muscle arm.

The girl gasped. “You can’t turn Earth into melted cheese during the Race to Erase. That’s too weird!”

“Watch me, Muscle Arm!” Hot Dog bellowed. “I’m starting the five-second countdown now. Five . . . four . . .”

“Hot Dog!” the girl whined, stomping her feet like a toddler having a tantrum. “Melting cheese is not fair!”

“Of course it’s fair,” the boy fired back. “I’m Hot Dog of Climate Club, and fair is my life. Now let’s return to the countdown. Three . . . two . . . !”

Before he could get to one, Muscle Arm shrieked, “Wait! I’m in Climate Club too, and I’ll save the animals and the bats before you melt everything!” She extended her arm, showing a circle drawn above her wrist, and cried, “Zap!”

Hot Dog halted his countdown. “Zap? You can’t just say zap during a battle!” Now he sounded on the edge of a tantrum. “What does zap even mean?”

“I created a potato chip tornado!” Muscle Arm yelled triumphantly. “And it’s blowing you away!” When Hot Dog didn’t move, the girl pouted. “Come on, Hot Dog. You’ve got to be blown away.”

“Fine,” Hot Dog sighed. “Don’t be such a crybaby.” Reluctantly, he waved his arms and fell limply off the chair. But there was nothing limp about his landing. When his feet hit the floor, Hot Dog held up his palm and aimed it at Muscle Arm. “Zap zappity zap!” he cried. “I command all the chocolate chip cookies to shake the ground! So you’ve got to shake!”

“Okay, okay.” Muscle Arm took a deep breath and cried, “Oh no! I’m shaking and all off-balance!” She staggered around and slid in slow motion off the edge of the stage. Once on the gym floor, she bounced off a cafeteria table . . .

. . . and that was the table where Jarrett and Malik sat with their friends Agnes and Freya. The fifth graders were sharing a box of doughnuts.

“Whoa there, Muscle Arm!” Malik laughed and slid the doughnuts to safety before the masked girl accidentally jabbed the box with her elbow.

Everyone at the table--except Freya, who was writing furiously in a notebook--had been watching the pair of first graders play a game called Climate Club. Jarrett couldn’t look away. After all, while no one else knew it, the game was based on him and his three friends. Agnes appeared the most enchanted. She had draped her long black curly hair over her shoulder and was absentmindedly braiding it as she focused her attention on the game.

Malik leaned close to Jarrett’s ear and whispered, “Holy moly, Hot Dog and Muscle Arm need acting lessons, am I right?” Malik’s breath smelled like the chocolate-frosted and raspberry-filled doughnuts he had mashed together to make one “raspolate” doughnut. But Jarrett didn’t mind.

“True,” Jarrett whispered back. Then again, he thought, they weren’t at a movie. It was morning recess inside the gym. They never played outside anymore--the pollution and natural disasters had made that too dangerous. Or at least, Jarrett thought, that’s what the Calamity Corporation wanted the world to think so everyone would move to the company’s space colonies orbiting Earth.

By now, the Climate Club game had spun out of control. Hot Dog leapt off the stage, and he and Muscle Arm dashed between tables and rolled on the floor, screaming “Zap! Zap! Zap!” and pointing their palms at each other.

Finally, Hot Dog announced dramatically, “I didn’t want it to come to this, but you’ve given me no choice, Muscle Arm! I’ve combined the power of all four palm spheres into One sphere, and I will now use the One to--”

“STOP!”

Everyone froze, including Muscle Arm and Hot Dog. Jarrett wasn’t surprised to see that the scary command had exploded from his classmate Lina Limwick. As Lina stormed furiously toward the stage from across the gym, her shaved head and black plastic jumpsuit reflected the overhead fluorescent lights.

Lina stepped between the two first graders and extended her arms, making herself into a T, then shouted, “SCOOT!”

“Ahhh!” the smaller kids screamed in terror, as if a real villain had suddenly appeared in their game. Tearing off their masks, they darted away to join the rest of their class.

“Oh, don’t be such babies!” Lina called after them. Then, noticing other students at nearby tables watching, she seemed to rethink her frightening tone. “Juice boxes on me later!” she chirped in a fake cheery voice, and blew air kisses to the two fleeing kids. “Love you, mean it!”

With that done, Lina spun around. As she slammed her hands down on the table where Jarrett and his friends sat, she nearly flattened the doughnuts for a second time that morning. Everyone jumped, except for Freya, who was still lost in thought while writing in her notebook.

Lina unleashed a full-on glare at them. All signs of cheeriness, fake or otherwise, were gone. “Ahhh!” Jarrett said, imitating the kids who had run off.

This got an eye roll from Lina, but no other reaction. He guessed she was too furious.

“Why are those little kids still playing that stupid Climate Club game?” she hissed at them. “It’s been part of recess for weeks!”

“Oh, I think it’s cool we inspired a game,” Agnes said. Then she seemed to regret it, as if knowing she was baiting Lina. “Come on, Lina. What’s the big deal? It’s just a game about the last Race to Erase.”

“Exactly!” Lina cried. “How do they know about what happened at the end of the race and about . . . other things?”

Clearly the “other things” were what had Lina so furious, Jarrett thought. She had started shouting when that first grader used the word One. Was that it? But Lina kept talking before Jarrett could ask. “You four are the only people--other than me, of course--who know the truth about that day. That means someone here has been talking. Which of you is it?”

Jarrett bit his lip. He hadn’t blabbed. Why would he want to even think about the Race to Erase? Lina’s parents and their powerful company, the Calamity Corporation, had almost wiped out all life on Earth with their races to erase what they called “pests”--and had nearly killed Jarrett and his three friends in the process! The only things that saved the four were the high-tech orbs that accidentally embedded in their hands, giving them superpowers and the ability to work with the mysterious Fifth Hero. Jarrett rubbed his thumb over the bump in his palm and kept silent.

When no one responded to her question, Lina snatched the notebook from Freya’s hands, snapping her out of her fog.

“Unacceptable!” Freya protested. “Return that to me immediately.” Her long legs were stuck under the...

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Verlag
Random House Books for Young Readers
Erscheinungsdatum
2024
Sprache
Englisch
ISBN 10 
0593486412
ISBN 13 
9780593486412
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Anzahl der Seiten
176
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