Chapter Eight - Flying Flowery Feathers

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Clover starts to doubt herself. She would've never gotten into this situation if she slept a normal amount of hours like a normal person, but out of all the days she decides to stay up, she gets into a situation where it requires a lot of brain strength and knowledge. If this wasn't a sign to fix her sleep schedule, I don't know what is.

Before she knew it, she was wobbling to try and catch her balance as the Zachbot flew back inside and let go of her.

"Well, well, well, if it isn't Clover Hallows," Zach turns around in his chair and approaches the immensely tired girl.

Clover slowly sits down on the floor, using her arms as a pillow and tries to go to sleep. "Your floor is hard and cold," she grumbles.

Zach wasn't expecting this type of interaction. "Hey! Get up! I haven't even introduced myself!"

She's sound asleep. This irritates Zach.

"Zachbots! Lock her up! And don't let her go until she wakes up!" He snaps his fingers.

Two Zachbots carry her into a seemingly large cell. They lay her on the floor in the same position as before and stand guard by the door. At this point, Clover was probably dreaming about trees or something. That girl sure can be weird to most.

"Guys! You won't guess what happened!" Martin and Chris run inside the Tortuga.

"Don't tell me you didn't find Clover..." Aviva sighs, turning around from her invention desk.

"Well, we did, but then a Zachbot swooped in and captured her!"

"What?!" The trio exclaim.

"First Donita, and now Zach? What could they possibly want with her?" Jimmy worries.

"And I was just putting the finishing touches on her Creature Pod," Aviva shows the others while clenching her fist.

"It shouldn't take long to track down Zach's coordinates," Koki locates his whereabouts. "There! Got him!"

"And I know just the Creature Power," Chris takes out his peregrine falcon Power Disc?

"But, didn't we defeat Zach with those powers before?" Martin asks.

"Yup, and we'll do it again," Chris inserts the disc into his Creature Power suit and takes out a feather from the previously mentioned bird. Martin touches it and nods.

"Activate Creature Power!"

Chris and Martin gain the powers of the peregrine falcon. If Clover was here, she'd be impressed, frightened, and confused all at the same time.

The bros run out of the Tortuga and take off. Their first step is to locate Zach's ship, which didn't take very long. The only thing in their way was a fleet of Zachbots heading towards them. They don't panic, but instead nod, already having a plan in mind.

They leap down on their heads, throw them at one another, pierce through their thick metal bodies, anything to destroy these obstacles. This angers Zach. He sends even more Zachbots in their way.

They swoop, dive, evade, anything to avoid getting hurt. In the end, they still destroy the next fleet. Zach gets even more upset. He decides to take things up a notch.

He unlocks the cell where Clover is and carries her to the ramp. He opens it so the brothers can fully see what his intentions were. Their faces drop.

"Zach! You wouldn't!" Chris yells.

"Ahahahahaha! Let me escape and your little friend won't become a corpse!" He extends his arms outside and tauntingly wobbles his arms. "Oh no! I don't think I have the strength to carry a person for much longer!" He waivers sarcastically.

Martin flies straight towards him without any further thinking.

"Martin! No!" Chris tries to stop him.

Zach evilly smirks, fully expecting a reaction. He pulls out a a communication disruptor on Martin's Creature Power Suit, deactivating it. Martin flaps his arms until realized he no longer has peregrine falcon powers. He looks down at the ground and then sorrowfully at Chris, eventually falling. Next thing he knows, Zach throws Clover, who's still asleep, out of the plane.

"You have one choice, Chris Rat! Save your brother or save one of the heirs to Hallows Floral Decorum!"

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