Well here's the sequel to 'What if things happened a little differently.' I've finally decided I want to do this story first person point of view. (I'll still use 3rd person PoV when necessary). As the summary warned I will have multiple OC's. 4 in fact. I'll do a little background on them and in a mini series. Anyways, enjoy the first chapter of 'love, lies, and betrayal.'.
Chapter 1: Another Adventure Begins
~Alexandre~
Odd as it may seem, even cold-blooded assasins have nightmares.
For the umpteenth night in a row, I dreamt I was a chick again. I dreamt that I had a family again only for it to be snatched away by the cruel fate that befell me that afternoon. At the hands of the most vile creature on the planet. The perpetrator of the most heinious crimes against mother Earth.
Humans.
You think it would be unjust to judge all of them by the actions of few. The truth is I loathe all of them with every fiber of my being. They are all responsible for the death of my family. Even those who did nothing. Because of their inaction, my parents, my siblings all perished while they went on continuing their pathetic, little, meaningless lives. They may have done nothing to help those who tore my family apart. But they sure as hell weren't doing anything to stop them.
Therefore they are all guilty. And all of them must be punished.
I slowly awoke from my slumber and studied my sorroundings.
I was at a bar somewhere in the less-than-friendly part of Rio from what I could infer. Seeing as how the entire club seemed to be filled with some really shady people. Some murderers, a few gangsters here and there. The people you would usually find in that one alley in your town many others tend to avoid.
I looked around to find my partner in crime, Raissa to no avail. She must've headed home once I was wasted. She may look weak and frail being a small canary. But if anything she was the personification of the term big things come in little packages. I was a skeptic at first. But once I saw her tear a full grown harpy eagle to ribbons, there was a part of me that vowed never to piss her off if I valued my life.
I began to stand but as I did so, a sudden wave of pain engulfed my mind in a sudden throb that made me sit back down. "Shit, I have a hangover. No assasination jobs for me today." I thought to my self as I slumped over and studied myself in the glass absent mindedly. I didn't look all bad for a bird my age. In fact, me being the only bird of my hybrid kind, I would say I felt pretty damn special. Of course this boderlined vanity but it still didn't mean it wasn't true.
I kept gazing at myself in the glass until I noticed a strange black-hooded character approaching me. He moved with the silence of ghost and with the determination of a lion cornering its pray. But in each stride I noticed a small limp. Almost as if he'd recieved a beating he never recovered from.
Finally at his agonizing pace, he managed to reach the seat across from me and plunked himself down. He merely stared at the table, keeping the hood over his face not saying a word. I gazed at him curiously and snapped my talons a few times directly under his face. He didn't respond and I started to get annoyed. I snapped a few more times but again with the same result.
"Who the hell does this guy think he is?" I thought to myself irritated at the stranger's ignorance. "Coming and sitting across from me like he's big shit. I'll show him." Just as I reached for my blade to coax some awnsers from him, he muttered in a barely audible whisper. "I wouldn't do that if I were you." His voice was hoarse. Almost as if he had swallowed shards of glass as a chick.
"Did you just threaten me?" I said revealing a bird sized combat knife and holding it to his throat. The stranger didn't even flinch and merely responded amused. "My, my this is no way to treat your clients."
"Client?" I thought to myself. "Well better see what he wants." I put my combat knife away and silently gestured for him to elaborate.
"I have a job for you. Rumor is you can help me make people...disappear." He said in his hoarse voice and tossed an envelope onto the table.
I looked at the envelope and took it from the table.
"You're job is to bring the targets to me alive and I'll take care of the rest. Kill anyone who gets in your way." He said getting up from the table.
"Wait who are-"
"That is none of your bussiness." he cut me off as he took off out of the bar. And just like that, he vanished as quickly as he appeared.
I opened the envelope and pulled out the picture inside.
What I saw made my heart skip a few beats.
In the picture was a bird that seemed all too familiar. It brought back several tragic memories all at once and he nearly wept right then and there.
One of the birds, had an uncanny resemblence to my mother.
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~Blu~
I was the luckiest bird on the planet.
Life could not be better for me. For the first time in my life I had friends and I could count on. I had a true home with my own kind and not with humans. Sure jungle life would take some getting used too, but it's nothing Jewel couldn't help me on. I was also possible mates-to-be with the most beautiful bird on the planet. I loved everything about her. From her free spirited personality to the way she laughed. Her voice was that of an angel and her appearance was that of a goddess. Though she was very down to earth for someone of her status. Just one among many things I love about her
Speaking of her, she was currently curled up in out nest in the breeding chamber of the aviary. Seeing as how she won't be deemed fit to fly for the next several weeks, I agreed to stay with her in the aviary till she heals. Tulio said it would be best if she had someone of her own kind to help her through the healing process. The question that irked me so much though and the reason I was awake was; would Jewel want to start a family? I mean she's free spirited and having a mate and children would tie her down a little.
Oh well I guess it's just one of the many things we will be able to discuss for the next few weeks.
I know a little short but that is as much as I could do to set up the plot and leave on a goodish or thoughtful cliffhanger. I promise the next chapter will be at least twice as long. Btw I need help. At some point in this story there will be room for a yellow citrus fruit (you know which one I'm talking about) but I want to avoid the M rating. The thing is I don't feel comfortable writing them. Is anyone willing to write one for me when the time comes? Contact me if so. Anyway you guys know the deal. R&R.
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