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    The Powers
    The Powers
    The Powers
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    The Powers

    By Kevin Stevens and Sheena Dempsey

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    Poor Suzie – Dad has set the kitchen on fire again and Mum has turned the rain on indoors to douse the flames. JP has flown straight into a wall, and the dog, Pucker, is a whirlwind of paws and ears and noisy howls. Meet the Powers: the not so super superheroes. The Powers are an Irish superhero family who have some incredible powers, but are also decidedly lacking in any ability to control them. When they go on holiday, the family vows to take a break from their superpowers. But when their Ford Fiasco breaks down, an ancient treasure map turns up in their caravan and a pirate ship appears in the bay, what’s a ‘pooper-soured’ family to do? A perfectly-paced adventure story featuring a colourful and genuinely funny family for elementary readers or children age 8+, The Powers will entertain and charm young readers.
    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherLittle Island Books
    Release dateOct 3, 2013
    ISBN9781910411032
    The Powers
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    Kevin Stevens

    Kevin Stevens has written grown-up books about bank robbers and jazz musicians but he also likes to write books for kids and teens. He helped the superheroes at Little Island create the Nightmare Club books for younger children and then went on to write his own books for children: The Powers and its companion book Pucker Power. Pucker is his favourite character, even though he weed on Kevin’s leg once, thinking it was a lamp-post. His first book for teenagers was This Ain’t No Video Game, Kid!, followed by the award-winning A Lonely Note. Both published by Little Island, of course.

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      The Powers - Kevin Stevens

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      Smoke on the Water

      JP rushed into the sitting-room.

      ‘Dad’s head’s on fire!’

      ‘Again?’

      Suzie threw her book aside and leapt to her feet. The sharp, crinkly smell of burning hair drifted from the kitchen.

      ‘Fly to Mum,’ she told her brother. ‘Tell her we need a cloudburst. Inside the house. Now.’

      Feeling the chaos, Pucker had become a blurred, barking circle, teeth gnashing wildly an inch from his tail.

      ‘Go, JP,’ Suzie said. ‘Go!’

      He crouched, extended his arms and squeezed shut his eyes.

      ‘Outside!’ Suzie shouted at him, hands fluttering. ‘Take off outside.’

      Too late. JP aimed for the open window but took off at an angle and crashed into the wall. His head bashed off the framed front page of The Irish Times, hung proudly by their mum five years ago. LOCAL SUPERHEROES RESCUE IRISH ECONOMY. The Powers’ first big headline. A week later the economy had plunged into recession.

      In a crash of glass and splitting wood, JP fell on top of whirling Pucker. Howls. Flying fur. A painful grinding sound.

      Suzie ran into the kitchen. Wide-eyed, their dad was flapping uselessly at his face with a tea towel. Smoke and flame spurted from the top of his head, leaving scorch marks on the ceiling. In his green sweater and tartan trousers he looked like a giant cigarette lighter.

      ‘Aaaargh!’ he screamed, but it was his annoyed scream. He wasn’t in pain. He liked fire. When he could control it. Twice that summer he had nearly burned the house down.

      ‘The sink, Dad. Stick your head in the sink!’

      Ted didn’t hear her. Or wouldn’t listen. He was not the best listener, even when he wasn’t on fire.

      ‘Dad.’

      Now he was doing a Pucker, tearing around the room, flailing his arms and shaking his head, making things worse. Actually fanning the flames. Flakes of burning paint dropped from the ceiling. Smoke billowed, thick as tomato soup. It was like a war zone.

      In the sitting-room JP threw Pucker aside and brushed himself off. Their mum, where was their mum? Of course – at the garden centre. Where she always was. Two minutes by air. Then he remembered his cape. He could not fly straight without it. Where was it? He stuck his head inside the kitchen door and peered through the smoke.

      ‘Suzie,’ he shouted, ‘did you cake my tape?’

      ‘Cake your tape?’

      ‘Take my cape.’

      ‘Forget about your cape – go and get Mum!’

      All four burners on the stove blazed. The room was like a furnace. This was what happened when their dad tried to light the gas burner with a snap of his fingers. Zing. Blip. Whoosh. He thought he was so cool. Afterwards he would wink at the kids and blow smoke from his finger like it was the barrel of a pistol. A gunslinger making a cup of tea. When he wasn’t exploding into flames.

      JP sprinted away. Using telekinesis, Suzie made Ted slip on the tiled floor and tumble headlong into the kitchen sink. She unleashed the taps, tripled the water flow and bent the stream upwards so that it doused his head and put out the fire.

      Eyebrows smouldering, gasping for breath, he staggered back and fell into a kitchen chair.

      ‘Holy smoke,’ he said, rubbing his charred chin. ‘That came out of nowhere.’

      ‘Oh, really?’ Suzie said. ‘Like one of Mum’s lightning bolts?’

      ‘Suzie, pet, sarcasm doesn’t suit you. If you had powers, you’d know how hard they are to control. Would you mind putting on the kettle? I’m as thirsty as a llama.’

      Over the sizzling of Ted’s hair came the sound of scrabbling claws, a panicky thumping, growls and panting. Pucker exploded through the door, tearing across the kitchen like a squall of rain, slipping and sliding on the wet floor and knocking Suzie’s legs from under her, before he squeezed through the pet door and disappeared into the back garden with a strangled howl.

      Dazed, Suzie lay on her back while her dad muttered to himself. ‘Let’s see now: thin flame, low heat, fin-ger SNAP – high heat, super grill, slow hand CLAP. Or is it the other way round?’

      Suzie stared at the ceiling. Was that more smoke? Was her dad on fire again? But there was no smell. Was it – it couldn’t be – storm clouds?

      Suzie scrambled to her feet and looked out the window. Her mum stood on the footpath, clutching a bag of peat moss and holding a new spade over her shoulder like a rifle. JP was beside her, pointing at the house and jerking his head like a puppet. His clothes were torn, and bits of wood and glass clung to his hair.

      ‘It’s out,’ Suzie yelled. ‘The fire’s out!’

      But her mum couldn’t hear her through the double glazing, and she had that funny look on her face that meant she was bringing on the weather. Let it be a sprinkle, Suzie commanded, but she couldn’t get her weather-resistance power going in time.

      Blinding rain. An enormous crack of thunder. And then a ragged spear of lightning lit up the kitchen like dynamite and blew Ted’s sweater off.

      Head wobbling, he blinked at Suzie and brushed burning fibres of fabric from his chest. His hissing hair stood up in soaked spikes. The rain spilled over the appliances, dripped off the counters, splashed onto the floor, where teacups floated like little boats.

      ‘I take it that’s your

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