(Continued from Partying in Mexico)

He was flying at top speeds gaining momentum from gravity. He flew fast past trees and animals. He caused quite a commotion with the animals seeing as he was buzzing the water and rushing a giant mass of air behind him. Streak landed that day in Brazil. The Amazon Rain forest to be exact. It was an awe inspiring site. He found a spot of land that stood out a little father than the rest of it. That's where he decided to land. Unsure of how stable the land was he quickly walked away from it and onto more solid ground. The rain forest was alive with different sorts of animals. He moved on the forest floor with as much stealth as he could muster. Animals scurried this way and that to get out of the big silver creature's way. They were obviously scared and as it turned out they should be. He, however, was not looking for food just yet. Streak was enjoying the tranquility of the forest.

The silver man looked around for fruit that he could heat. After finding lots on the forest floor he picked one off the tree. Streak was about to take a bite out of it when he thought about bugs living in the fruit. He created a knife and cut it open. Luckily there were no insects living in it, so Streak ate it. he sat under the giant tree and continued eating the fruit. Once he finished the fruit he walked on and took in all the different animals he saw. From safe distances he saw flamingos, frogs, toads, howler monkeys, jaguar, capypara. There were many other animals that he saw, but did not know the names of. He also saw lots of parrots, toucans, butterflies and other animals flying over head. It was getting late, since he spent much of the day looking at the Mayan ruins and other marvels around there. Streak found himself looking for food, not for the first time and not the last time on his trip.

Streak wandered around near the stream and saw animals drinking out of it. He saw a small group of deer wander up to the stream and start drinking. Silver slowly started making his way towards the deer when suddenly a crocodile, lurking in the waters of the stream, appeared out of no where and clamped down on one of the deers head. The other deer scattered away from the stream and left the one deer to die in the clutches of the croc. Streak was so surprised by this maneuver, not because he didn't know that stuff happened, it was just so sudden and disturbed the quiet of the forest that Streak jumped. All the other animals started screaming, squawking, and making all sorts of noise. He knew that he wasn't going to find any food around here for a while, so he flew off to a different part of the forest. He eventually found a quiet spot and started the hunt again. He eventually found some deer, killed, cooked and ate it. Feeling completely satisfied he moved along the forest looking for a place to sleep. Not comfortable with the ground he climbed a tree, wedged himself in a nook in the tree and fell asleep.

Streak was woken up early the next day with the sun in his face and monkeys all around him. He groggily looked around and stirred as the monkey continued to pick on his skin. He slowly got up and positioned himself more comfortably on the tree. "Who am I, George of the Jungle? Mogli? What the hell? Where's my extra deer meat?" He said looking around at the monkeys. They all scattered as he started to move around and climb back down to the forest floor. "Man if I get woken up like that every day I might start turning into one of them." he said to himself. Streak then went off and started looking for some breakfast before he headed south again. After a while of hunting he found more food. It was smaller than the deer he killed last night. Unfortunately the monkeys had eaten the remainder of his deer and then started to pick him looking for more food.

The silver man finished eating quickly because he was hurried to continue his journey. Shawn moved along looking for fruit. He always had room for fruit. The fruit that he tasted turned out taste very good. He knew it was good for him to eat because of the gnawed on leaves and other signs around the trees. Streak later discovered that the berries were called Acai Berries. After eating his fill of the berries he flew high up, past the tree line and into the sky. Streak flew south and west towards Chile and crossing Bolivia, and parts of Paraguay. There was lots more forest and lots more farming areas. It was disheartening to see how much of the forest had been cut down for farming. Streak covered the Andes and nearby areas where some people were living. Once he came around the side of one of the mountains he saw what looked like houses and farms built into the side of the mountain. These houses were built very high in the mountain wall. Almost at the same height at which Streak was flying at.

Streak landed in the center of the buildings. As soon as he landed, he started looking around the deserted buildings. He wasn't looking for anything in particular, but he was enjoying the ancient cities greatness. It really was amazing that cultures like the Inca's and the Mayan's could have created such masterpieces and such brilliant mathematical works with such basic tools that they had when they were in the prime of civilization. Streak decided to spend the rest of the night in the farm areas. After finding, or stealing food by killing locals animals, he settled down for the night. Little did Streak know, he was being followed by farmers with weapons to like he was a wolf stealing the sheep.

Silver Streak was fast asleep, the fire was burning bright, the stars were out, his food was cooked, and the farmers were closing in. He was having such a nice dream. The night was perfect and it seemed like nothign could ruin the night. Streak had done enough scavaging during the day that he knew there was no one around the place that would disturb his sleep.

Streak as walking through the mansion. He was in the hallway that lead to all the bedrooms. He looked down at his hands and saw that he was carrying some packages. Streak stopped walking and looked in the packages to see what he was in them. It was some Christmas gifts. He looked up. Streak remembered this day. It turned out to be a good day one of the few good days that still remained. He continued on with the dream. He continued walking down the hallway and into his room. He slowly turned the door knob and walked in. "Honey, I'm home." He called into the house. "Were over here." The voice called out from the living room. He walked over to the living room and saw his wife and kid sitting on the couch watching TV. "Hey Em can you come into the bedroom and me with the unpacking." he headed towards their bedroom as she got up and followed him. Em walked up behind Shawn and started to rub his back.He closed the door, and they started kissing. "Why don't we wrap these presents first." He said to her. "Oh, alright. Spoil sport." She said sounding a little disappointed but playful. She stuck out her tongue quickly before pulling it back in. Half an hour past an they were finished wrapping the presents. They then hid them and...

Streak was jerked out of his dream. There were people shouting and waving weapons everywhere. He was surrounded and standing upright. One especially large farmer had picked him up and was holding him so that he couldn't get away. The farmers were yelling at Streak in a language he couldn't understand. "Look, I don't understand what you're saying." They continued to yell at Streak and signaling to the meat. This didn't seem like it was going to end well. The farmers started to tie Streak up so that he couldn't run away began hauling him back to the farms. They gathered up his meat and brought it with them. He looked around while they were taking him back to their farms. There was no telling what they would do once they got him back to their farm. All Silver knew was that he had to get out of this situation. It would be an easy escape. All they were using was rope. He formed a knife and quietly cut the rope. Silver held onto the cut rope so that he could pretend he was still captive. AS they walked farther into the jungle and farther down the path towards the farms, he planned his escape.

The trip to the farms took longer than Streak thought it would. They must have been traveling almost all night. Streak thought as they continued their monotonous, drone-like pace away from the ruins. The farmers had brought torches with them and were now carrying them back. All around them there were thick trees covered with vines, moss, and high grass. Just as Streak was about to make his break for it, a eerie fog rolled in covering everything. The only thing that was able to be seen were the people in front and behind Streak. It's now or never. Streak dropped the rope and made a dash for the jungle. "See ya, suckers." He yelled with his back to them. They all started yelling again and split up looking for him. It was what Streak had expected them to do. He wasn't going to leave without the meat, however.

The fog was thick, but you could still see people and torches and hear machetes cutting through the grass. All Silver had to do now was wait for the right moment. Then he would take them out one at a time, like a velociraptor from Jurassic Park. Streak stalked the bushes and the grass. He was very well concealed with the fog. He moved with the litheness of a Jaguar. He wasn't sure what kind of weapons they had so he wasn't sure if he needed to kill them or just make them unconscious. He snuck up to one of the closest farmers. He was carrying a machete and a pistol. Streak supposed most would be using the machete so it would be practical to use his own machete. He crouched down low and formed a machete out of his silver. He moved around the man, making only the slightest of noise. The farmer stopped looking around and stood still. Streak could hear his breath quicken and he only slightly shifted his weight as he looked around. Apparently the farmer thought Streak was a jaguar. The farmer started to make loud noises that would scare away any normal jaguar. But seeing as Streak wasn't a Jaguar it didn't work. Streak moved around to behind the farmer, who was still making lots of noise and waving his arms up and down.

Streak was ready for anything. He came up behind the man, stood up, and wrapped his left arm around the mans neck. The man instantly started to freak out and waved his machete around trying to hit Streak. The silver man blocked each of the slices with his own machete. 1...2...3... Streak counted in his head as he squeezed the mans neck. The farmer was loosing oxygen and blacked out by the time Streak reached three in his head. Streak gently laid the man down on the ground and moved on to the next farmer. The next three farmers went down just as easily as the first, since they were all spread out looking for Streak no one could help the other. Streak still hadn't found where his meat was. With every farmer he knocked out he knew he was getting closer to finding which one had his meat. There were still two more walking around, and Silver sought to remedy that. He found the man who was carrying his meat. This guy was very wary and expecting someone to pop up and hurt him. He looked very angry, apparently he'd found one of his fellow farmers lying passed out on the ground. Streak tried a different approach this time.

Streak charged and let the man know he was coming. He raised his machete over his head and brought it down stopping an inch above the mans forehead. Silver was breathing heavy, his face was contorted in rage, and he looked very intimidating.Streak wasn't mad he just wanted to scare the guy really bad. The man started whimpering pathetically. Streak face softened a little. He motioned for the meat and the farmer handed Streak the meat with out any objection.Streak took the meat and thanked the man for his cooperation by hitting him in the temple with the handle of his machete. The farmer was out cold. Streak pulled the sword back into his body, grabbed the bundled up meat with one hand, walked out into the clearing again and flew back to where he was sleeping before being rudely awakened. If there were no more interruptions tonight he would leave early in the morning the next day. Right now he needed more sleep.

The next morning Streak woke up as soon as the sun hit his face. It seemed like a better day and despite being woken up in the middle of the night, he felt very refreshed. Streak ate more of the meat that had gotten him in so much trouble the night before. With so little of it left he bundled the rest up and looked around for a little while longer while he digested the food. Deciding that he had over stayed his welcome in this country Streak left. Silver flew up high into the air and looked around. He saw just off to the west that there was an island that he wanted to visit. If it was the right island. Streak flew down there, with the meat tied around his back and lightly landed on the ground.

He looked up to see giant statues staring at him. "Ah, Easter Island. One of the great mysteries of the world." He started walking around the statures and took in their appearances, flaws, makes and shapes of their faces. "So, who made you? and what happened to them?" There were obviously some statues missing because they were on display in different museums around the world. Streak briefly visited the island as he started to hear people and cars moving around near him. He had always thought that the island was deserted but that was obviously not the case. He paused for a small snack and continued his southerly track towards Antarctica. Streak flew high above the mountains, once he was back over Chile and Argentina. He didn't have any more unfortunate encounters for the rest of his trip. Streak lost track of the time when he started flying back over the sea between Argentina and Antarctica.

(continued in Antarctica)