Legend of the Guardians: The Owls of Ga'Hoole Page #5

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Digger!

Ow! Hey! Hold it!

Hang on, hang on. Ow!

Fire, boy. Is the lifeblood of the Tree.

There's nothing more dangerous. Hm?

Owls.

You must be joking.

Preposterous!

Come back here! I wasn't ready.

Feel the air!

Follow me.

My soldiers, my sons...

...many of you have heard of me

in late-night whisperings...

...but I assure you, I am not a myth.

I am real.

And I stand before you

with one simple truth:

The strong shall rule the weak.

Long ago, I was viciously attacked

by the coward Lyze of Kiel...

...for defending that truth.

Now I wear this mask

to conceal my scars.

But the metal is strong.

It is a symbol of the Pure Ones'

strength and resolve.

It is time to set a fire that will consume

the owl kingdoms...

...and take back what is rightfully ours!

Because we are Tytos!

We are Pure Ones!

And I am Metal Beak!

Metal Beak. Metal Beak.

Metal Beak. Metal Beak.

- Kludd?

- Metal Beak.

- Kludd.

- Metal Beak.

I miss Ma and Da.

I'm scared.

Don't be. You're with me now.

Eglantine, this is our home.

They really appreciate us here.

Kludd, please,

could we just go find Soren?

Hey, hey! Forget about Soren.

Soren's weak. We're Tytos.

Pure Ones.

Kludd, I promise I won't tell anyone

what you're doing.

I just wanna go home.

All right, Eg.

So we could go? When?

Tomorrow.

But first, tonight...

...just sleep.

Doing some wee-hours reading, eh?

Yeah. Is the Battle of the Ice claws.

You know, this is my da's favorite story.

He used to tell it to us all the time.

Well, your da had good taste in authors.

You enjoying it?

Honestly, is not at all like my da told it.

No? How did he tell it?

Well, Da always made it seem so heroic.

You know? Like a great victory.

Well, in these chronicles, I mean,

the battle just sounds like...

Like hell?

Come on, boy. Is almost first light.

You've got a big day tomorrow.

I'm going to teach you how to really fly.

Feel the gutters! The currents in the rain.

A scupper!

A swillage!

Baggywrinkles!

"Baggywrinkles"?

He could have at least given us

a vocabulary list.

Now, this, this is the way to learn!

Oh, yes! This is exactly how

I want to learn.

In a monsoon!

The air currents warm

in different ways, you see...

...from the sky to the ocean.

You can't fight them.

You have to feel them

with your gizzards.

Aha! You see that one?

Soren, see it! Is there.

Go for it.

Thas it! Use your gizzard, boy.

Trust it!

Fly inside.

He sees it.

He sees it.

Hold it. Hold it.

Soren. Hey, hey, hey!

Hey, careful, look out!

Soren!

Soren!

Owl, come to my hollow.

So lean back, put your beaks up...

...and turn your faces to the light

of the glorious full moon...

...and sleep.

Lord Allomere, the boy was right.

Those owlets, we have to rescue them.

Caution. We mustn't rush in blindly.

We don't know what we're up against.

Now, see those bats?

Follow them. I'll wager we'll discover

the full extent of their plan.

Hold!

I'll take out that one, you get

the two down on the platform.

What is this?

I don't even know what I did with it.

I don't know what happened.

I don't know what I did. What did I do?

We flew a great way out here

and it was nothing like that.

You've got no reason to worry, boy.

I confess, I guided you into

that twister on purpose.

I wanted to test your gizzard.

You were exemplary.

"Exemplary"?

No, no, no.

I nearly had my wings ripped off.

You know, my head said to do one thing

while my gizzard was saying to do another.

And you trusted your head.

Thas when you failed.

Wait. Is that your mark?

EzYLRYB:

What, this? Yes.

So you wrote the

Chronicle of the Battle of the ice Claws.

I think so.

Well, actually, yes. I did.

- Were you there?

- Yes.

What, as a scribe?

Well, no. As a soldier.

As the, I guess you could say,

leader of all the soldiers.

You're Lyze of Kiel.

Um... Yes.

You're Lyze of Kiel.

Yes. Don't wear it out.

But...

That old thing?

Thas only good

for gathering coals now.

Yeah, but why go by Ezylryb?

All the owls of the Tree know who I am.

But you're...

My days as Lyze are well behind me.

And that battle is a distant memory.

Except, funnily enough,

for young owlets like you.

Why didn't you tell me?

What difference does it make

what I call myself?

Because Lyze of Kiel was my hero.

Yes, well, fancy it must be hard

meeting your hero...

...and seeing that he's real

and not a myth.

You're just not...

What did you expect?

Some Tyto alba with gleaming armor and

battle claws, the moon rising behind him?

Well, this is what it looks like

when you've actually fought in battle.

Is not glorious, is not beautiful.

And is not even heroic.

Is merely doing whas right.

And doing it again and again,

even if someday, you look like this.

Something's wrong.

Downed owlets, downed owlets!

- Come fast!

Allomere is back!

Quickly.

Make way.

Some help here.

These owlets need attention.

Fetch it, quick.

- Mommy?

- Is okay.

Hey. Hey. What happened?

Lord Allomere rescued two owlets

in the Beaks.

It looks like he's hurt.

I think he ran into

some of your Pure Ones.

You know, I didn't really

believe you before.

Oh, well, thas okay. You know,

I wouldn't have believed me either.

Soren! Soren, come fast, is Eglantine.

Eglantine?

Let me through! Let me pass!

Been moon blinked.

No.

Do you think you can help her?

We will do our best, Soren.

Eglantine.

Eglantine.

The battle was ferocious.

We were greatly outnumbered.

I was only lightly wounded, thank Glaux.

But the others...

Can you estimate the number

of enslaved owlets, Allomere?

Scores, that I witnessed.

There may well be many more.

And you believe this is part

of a larger plan.

It is certain.

Your Majesty, this is no time

for half measures.

Hmm.

Bubo, sharpen the battle claws.

To arms.

To arms.

Not a bad fit.

Ezylryb! Lyze.

Yes to both.

Look, I have to go.

You have to take me with you.

Oh, absolutely.

An untrained youth like you could last

a whole minute in a real battle.

Here.

Come along.

We could use the talon fodder.

I'd love to throw some bodies

at the enemy.

Yeah, but I'm...

Or you could stay here...

...tend to your sister...

...and do some real good.

But what do I know?

I'm just a tired old screech.

Move.

Oh, Eglantine.

I'd trade places with you if I could.

I really would.

You know, I wish it was me lying there

instead of you.

Oh, Soren.

Because then you could see this place

for yourself, Eg.

You know, Da's stories, they're true.

They're all true.

You know, the Guardians,

and the Ga'Hoole Tree, and...

Is all true

Even Lyze of Kiel. I mean, he's real, Eg.

He's real.

Soren, you promised.

Eg?

You promised I could be Lyze

on the next go.

- Oh, Eglantine.

- Oh, Eglantine.

Eglantine.

Soren? Mrs. P?

We're... We're not at home, are we?

We're at the Guardian's Tree, Eg.

Look. Look, this is Ga'Hoole.

No, it can't be. Kludd, he's still...

Kludd was wrong. Da was right.

He was right all along, Eg.

No, I mean Kludd was there. With me.

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