"C'mon Chris! We have to save those lions!" puffed Martin Kratt as he ran faster. Martin was the eldest Kratt brother who was quite tall and had tan blond hair, and he was always the clown in situations. But, in this situation, he was dead serious.
"To the creature rescue!" called out Chris Kratt as he ran slightly past his brother. Chris was the youngest Kratt brother, who was almost as tall as Martin, and hard dark brown hair, and he was the more inventive type, so as he ran, he worked on fixing the wing on his glider so he could get there faster.
Surprisingly, the brothers did not come to Africa to stop the evil plans of Donita, Zach, or Gourmand, they came to stop the evil plans of poachers. It was poaching season down in Africa, and thanks to Donita, lion fur had become one of the top things in fashion and decor.
Finally, Chris finished his quick repairs on the glider, "Done!" he said quickly as he opened it and jump up opening it's wings. The glider had been invented by Aviva, so even if Chris just jumped up a few feet off the ground, he could take off.
Martin watched his brother sail ahead, and mumbled out loud, while panting, "Need... other... transportation...besides...running!" he tried to run faster, yet failed, as he tripped and fell in a mud hole.
A beep came from Martin's wrist communicator, pretty soon, a hologram of a Spanish girl appeared, staring slightly down at Martin, who was face down in the mud. It was Aviva, "Um, MK, you alright?"
"I'm fine..." you could hear underneath the mud, and slowly Martin lifted his head and blinked, because a sound that would terrify any Wild Kratt filled the air; Guns fired.
Martin jumped up, "The lions!" he and Aviva both said at the same time in fright. Martin tried to run, but, slipped in the mud once more and fell back on his butt.
Aviva slapped her face as Martin blinked wondering what just happened again. "MK, I'm having Jimmy transport my cheetah racer, you have to hurry and help Chris!"
As the hologram faded, Martin could hear Jimmy in the backround say, "Now transporting!"
Martin then felt a shadow grow from above him, he screamed as he looked up and dodged the racer that fell into the mud where he had sat a few moments ago. Martin then could hear Aviva yelling at Jimmy for getting her racer dirty. Martin rolled his eyes, then quickly jumped, and took off on the cheetah racer as more gun shots fired in the distance.
Chris flew, and soon was very far ahead and out of sight of Martin. He personally wondered what was taking his brother so long, knowing this was an urgent situation.
Soon Chris heard the first fires of the guns, and quickly scanned the area hoping no animal was hurt. He saw a helicopter that had landed in the distance, and knew it was the poachers. Ick, poachers, just thinking about them made Chris cringe. Poachers went and killed innocent animals all for money! It was terrible!
He landed close enough to see everything, but, far enough away so no one could see him. He had to act fast. The poachers where already bringing back a few dead lionesses, and one alive lion cub.
Chris gasped at seeing the dead lionesses, "Those poor, poor creatures..." he shook his head slowly, but he now knew he had to save the cub while it was still alive.
As Chris was about to make his move, he stopped noticing as the helicopter took off, a lioness that had been watching ran and jumped- onto the copter clinging on! Chris smiled, "Wow, a grown lion can jump about 12 feet in the air... and this one has jumped 17 feet!" But his smile faded as he saw driver of the helicopter get out his gun. It was time to act.
He quickly jumped up with the glider, and flew over to the lioness, being careful of the blades that spun to keep the copter up. The door off the helicopter opened, and a man with a large gun appeared, and instead of pointing the gun at the lioness, he pointed it at Chris.
The lioness had sprung into the helicopter once the door had opened, and had quickly retrieved the cub, which was now hanging in her mouth. When the lioness had returned to the open door, another shot rang through the air...
"CHRIS!" shouted Martin who was in the distance, and saw his brother fall from the glider. He put the cheetah racer on full speed, as he saw the helicopter all of a sudden crash because of something that had happened inside.
By the time Martin got there, he saw the helicopter in ruins, and on fire; no poachers survived. Past the flames, and the helicopter, lay Chris motionless, with the lioness and cub sitting beside him, roaring and mourning, it almost seemed.
Martin quickly jumped off the racer, as he quickly signaled Aviva for help. Martin ran over to his brother and knelt beside him, "Chris! Chris!" he turned his brother over onto his back, and quickly checked to see if he was still breathing. Chris was breathing. Martin sighed with relief, and looked for what happened, and he soon found blood dripping down from a bullet hole in Chris's chest. Martin gasped and picked up his brother quickly.
As Martin stood, waiting for help, a voice came from right beside him, "I'm sorry... I really tried hard to save him..."