Summery: A parasite unknown to men has infected Blu, and killing him it is. Feeding off of oxygen and nerve pulses; random fever spikes and heart attacks followed Blu as he learns about prestige Bird hunters attacked the Amazon. he's caught by them. Now in captivity Blu awaits his family to arrive. For a full year. Now he's dead; but through the ashes a new Blu rises. Stronger, harder, smarter, angry. Armed with a crowbar and a new persona for a willed death. He's going to return home. or Die trying.
The 'Turning Evil' Saga: {Book One: Missing}
Chapter One: Triple Heart Beats
Part One: Where does the Blu feathers come from?
The aftermath of the New Year was something to take pride in. People pumped like a balloon and ready for their day. They moved with such passion and mythic they could start singing again like last night. They didn't really have any work, but they decided to be part of the community and help out. The electricity of being close just lingered for a split-century.
The people of Rio helped cleaned the streets of the confetti and drinks. There was some animals still hanging around for scrapes of human food and resting, some even humming the same tunes that they sand the previous day... It's a busy day of laziness and going home, thus the diversity of cars in traffic trying to get home to America and other parts of the word. The man selling soda on the streets was getting a fortune because of the heat.
Everywhere people where resting and enjoying their time with each other, watching the game, cleaning up, and making money.
However, One particular group of men was only interested in the money. This particular group could give no scones about the things around them but the business they where about to attend. They blended in the crowd and kept walking, occasionally looking for any police authority to ruin on their little group deal. The where armed to the teeth but it didn't show on the outside for fear of getting caught, so they where holstered carefully.
One of them carried a rather large suitcase while the others walked casually into a house, which looked rather unkempt and shady. But it wasn't the house, it was the basement that was the main ordeal.
At least they where kind enough to be bothered to show up. They where three men, obviously they knew who ate more than he should. For the two men on the left where well built, but skinny. Where the man in the middle was fatter than the stuff game hen they shared last night. There was a pit dog on the side, chained dangerously close to the table, gnawing on the bones of various birds. Including macaws. The man with the suitcase kept his mouth shut and he frowned. Obviously displeased at the silence of the deal. He decided to speak first. Being careful in case the deal goes south.
"I was aware that this is the place that Mike will meet Leonardo?" He asked, obviously known as a password for "This is a deal, Money for services."
"Yes, The Bronze Horse will be melted and made into glue. Leonardo will need some paper for rebuilding." The fat one replied. Meaning to give the money.
"I'm more than glad to, but I need something very pricey and expensive before I give the spit a taste." (I need something more than nothing)
"I'm willing to go to great lengths for this... I need red paint, and if possible yellow, the more illegal the better, I also need to know the coordinates on the place you got them. I heard that they took down the construction site for trees... I need you to be cautious, Can you supply us with that we ordered?"
"We need the canvasser first. I didn't come from Australia just for some nice hip-hoppity, chit-chat, mate." He smiled. "Make it classy, I heard the last rounds of these bird rings got fucked in the asshole..."
"Here," He slid the briefcase towards him, Of which the fat man opened and stared greedily; inside was 10,000,000$ and fake United States of America Passports. Three of them for him and his crew.
"I think we have a deal here..." The Fatman shook hands with the men and they walked off, out of their house. Grabbing suppressed weaponry and waited for his dog to be done with the bones and follow them, He ordered the lakcy to take off the chain and the Pitbull followed the men. They then gone into their garage and pulling out a truck with tinted windows.
They started to drive in the direction on the Amazon, grinning widely as they figured that they could have a nice dinner in L.A when their done with this. "Let's get paid boys!" He announced, which gotten a good few cries of joys from his lackeys
Blu (Third person limited)
A tuft of blue feathers lolled throughout the sky as a cheerful voice called out, as he clamps on the berry branch tightly in his talons as he pulled the many maneuvers and dives. He smiled as the air whipped past his face.
"WHOOHOO~!" The Blue Spix Macaw cried.
He felt oblivious on how dangerous this moves could be. He opened his beak for the moment to yawn, unknowingly he's swallowed something so small that it'll kill him. Something very small, so small it can only be seen by a powerful microscope that doctors don't normally have. Something that'll flip his life upside down, inside out, and he unknowingly swallowed was a parasite; not just any Tropical Worm, This parasite is one of the most deadliest one in the world; however doctors can't cure it because of the way it protects itself; making a sludge like coating around it's body and surroundings, Not only that it can't be cured, it doesn't reproduce normally. -That the author doesn't know more-. It's a strange creature that's going to hurt him.
Blu finally lands in their home and he drops the branch, he then started to tilt his neck up and stretch it far, he felt the pops and heard the orgasmic sound of compressed air being released from his bones. "Ahhh~ That felt nice..." He moaned quietly. He's always felt comfort of popping his neck lately. It drives Jewel crazy so that's why he does it when she's not looking or before he goes into the nest. Of course he didn't really plan on living in the Amazon but it's nice being on vacation back in their old nest. As if it's a 'Let me come back here for old time sake.' The traveling is excruciating but worth it when Blu feels the comfortable nest of the Artificial Jungle back in the Aviary, or just relaxing at the birdhouse. For now it's the birdhouse they used to live in.
Blu looked to his left to see his three kids messing around. Flying around each other while Jewel watches them closely. Knowing Tiago will try to be cute and try to roughhouse, however it wasn't for the girl's sake.
Blue cleared his throat, making his presence known he dropped the branch for them. He smiles at his three children sharing the blueberries and bickering among each other. He squawks at the rate of the berries gone before his eyes. As if Linda's vacuum followed the Spix Macaw all the way to Rio just to mess with him. He just stared blankly at the branch. He looked at Jewel who had the same surprised look.
"I... hope you know that was for all of... us?" Blu cleared his throat.
"Yeah, but we were starving since the last time you fed us!"
"That was only one day ago! And That was dinner!" Blu reminded
"Their growing, Blu!" Jewel giggled at the petty argument, knowing Blu can't be angry at the sudden meal change.
"Yeha..." Blu chuckled, He smiled until he felt a little pain in his ribs but shrugged it off. Maybe he's not done growing? I mean he's only Fifteenth so he could have a little growing pain a little sometimes. He felt his heart beat like a drum out of uncontrollably. As if the double pumps in his chest wasn't enough that they have to give him more blood than there is oxygen in him.
"Hhhhnnn..." Blu wheezed, holding his chest. His chest hurt more than anything in his body right now. He knew that his heart giving triple beats is a dangerous feat to talk about; which would risked him a heart attack unless it died down. Which it didn't; he was in the most excruciating pain in his life; Pain doesn't even cover the amount of agony and work that his heart's trying. It hits him like a sack of potatoes; He's having a heart attack! In front of his family non the less! Something's feeding off of the oxygen in his body, which made Blu worry more and stress. Causing him to have a white out. Meaning he froze and stared into space. Before actually collapsing, breathing heavily. He recovered shortly after Jewel almost gave him CPR, he was lucky not to have died; but a kiss from Jewel seems better than anything right about now. Blu stood up gingerly.
"Dad?! You okay?"
"Blu! Are you okay! You almost had a heart attack!" Jewel scuffled, checking every part of him.
"It's fine! I got heartburn probably..." Blu lied, hitting his chest as in a hurting matter, hoping they didn't see through his lie. He felt tired, even know his adrenaline is pumping.
Blu (First Person)
It's not fine...
It's everything but!
I -excuse my language- fucking had a heart attack in the middle of the morning, in front of my family! This is not natural; I mean, I never seen a bird have a heart attack! I nearly died plenty of times, but this is the one time where I actually gotten close. If it wasn't for my systems to 'YEEP' {Yeep means to freeze up in whatever your doing and lock up. It's stander for when birds fly and they freeze up because of a predator is chasing them. It's dangerous but it saves ther lives most of the times.} I've could have died...
"I... need to lie down..." muttered as I went to Jewel's and my nest. I fell on my side and let myself feel self pity. I've would've died right there. Right then and there without any goodbyes, without consultations, without anything. I let that sink into my head as I pictured myself dying in front of Jewel and the Kids; me struggling to keep my heart from failing me internally as I hear the cries of my loved ones, and Jewel either giving me CPR or crying in my side telling me to stop joking around.
I stopped thinking and decided that a good night sleep might actually be helpful.
A heat wave flashes me as I feel the extreme pain in my chest reappear and starts to torture me with false images in my head. The images of my dead body lying at their feet as they cry my name up and down. Trying their hardest to revive me. I whimpered in fear as I heard Jewel's signs of failing are placed in the sobs. The kids cried hysterically, while my body just lays there, lifeless or near death. Every attempt to save me foiled and now they could do nothing more but huddle around Jewel and try until they could no longer talk.
I felt another one pass me and I can see my mate leaving with the kids. Which broke my heart further, but I din't cry for a strange reason... being sensitive I am I should have cried a ocean! What's going on with my head? I can't focus... What am I talking about? Sprinkle and Cheese... I MEAN CHEESE AND SPRINKLERS!
"Cheese and Sprinkles!" I muffed my beak with my wing. Hoping they didn't hear me; what a dilemma that'll be to try to explain to them. I suddenly felt angry. But for what reason? I felt much more rage than I ever did in a lifetime. My beak buzzed as I screamed internally; knowing that since aviary don't have the well of hearing muffled screams,So why am I? Cheese... I believe I'm having mood swings? How? I don't take pills... I'm not addicted to anything... What the hell? Hell? I haven't swore in a bit... Why am I swearing?! I'm so confuse...
Blu fell asleep...
I felt my head burning. I jolted from my sleep to feel my head and I grab my thermometer stuck it in my beak. Under the tongue. I waited a few seconds before I look at the reading and I gasped. I nearly have Ninety-Five degrees?! I'm going to have a fever! I haven't had a fever in the summertime! What's happening to me?
"Why am I being so paranoid?" I finally asked myself. "I'm suffering from heat waves, I finally developed a fever, and I can't think straight... I think I'm getting mood swings to easy... I need to talk to Jewel..." I murmured to myself. Gingerly walking to the entrance of my nest and looked around. I noticed that nothing is yet to be seen. I look again and I noticed that something was missing. Something vital to our very ling of survival.
"Where's the trees?!" I asked. Looking everywhere, I look behind us and I notice that some men where taking down our forests. What happen to my family is what I'm more worried about. I spread my wings and I shot up. Flying until; I got a good field of vision, I notice something... dastardly.
It was the flat body of my love...
I jolted awake and I flew right out of the nest to where I can dump my feverish swears and yell.
"FUCK! THAT SCARED THE LIVING MAGGOTS OUT OF ME!" I never said the word 'Fuck' and I blushed heavily. I never liked swear words. But they help get points clear. That's saying something from a Blue Spix Macaw who never said the word 'Fuck' outside of his head. But it seemed like the more I... turn against my principles the more I feel better... The fever dies down with every opposing opposite of my moral boundaries.
"Maybe... some... morals I can turn against..." I said shakily. "I'm not hurting anyone but myself if I do... besides I think it's helping with my sickness... as long as I don- BLEAA~AH!" My stomach churned like butter than it finally erupted, which had me vomiting on the ground. I couldn't help but notice It was night. How long was I sleeping?! It was early morning when I went to take a nap!
Holy shit... I DID IT AGAIN! Y MIND IS TRANSFERRING THE ONE OF A ADULT! I DON'T NEED AN ADULT MIND! I NEED AN ADULT! I flew towards the aviary. Hoping to find some resolution there.
The next day...
I awoke in my little sanctuary of the Artificial Jungle. All signs of my sickness gone with a nice sleep. In a great place outside of the nest.I looked over to where me and Jewel first met, when she tackled me and... could have killed me... Weird now that I think about it... She only knew me for a few days, but she agreed to be my mate... and now a year later we already have a family. It's strange. I remember the same exact spot she pinned me down, the same sopt where I made a fool of myself of singing that damn song.
Why am I being mean all of a sudden? What's up with my mind... I can't keep thinking like this or I'll end up offending Jewel.
Speaking of Jewel...
"FUCK FUCK FUCK! WHY AM I SAYING FUCK?!" I squawked, trying to get the attention of Linda, who gladly let me out. But only to have Tullio check me. I bit back a rhetorical insult and a bite. Tulio muttered that Something's not right but he let me go without further questions. I hopped out of the place and spread my wings. My heart beating in my chest.
"Oh my god... I'm in so much trouble when I get home..." I muttered, anxiously. Hey.. look on the bright side... your not drunk, you didn't mate another female. So technically the least she can shrill at me about is me leaving the nest without so much as a "I'll be back" and me leaving the said nest with the kind of sickness I have!
The thing is, I don't really feel anymore of syndromes of feeling sickly. I blinked once and took off silently bracing myself for any pain or accusations she can throw at me; To be frank it's going to be hard. And I'm not loving it. Bum dum Tish... I need an adult to slap me! I thought. thinking of perching and beating my beak with my left claw calling me my trademarked. "Stupid, stupid, stupid..."
I arrive at the nest, and there instead of a peaceful morning, I saw or felt the eyes of a angry wife. And it burnt. Like a million of hot irons stabbing me in my gut. Something told me I'm in for a great yelling. I landed, prepared for the worst. The problem was. She didn't say anything, which got me afraid. She obviously looked distraught, now she looks displease more than anything.
I decided to break the ice, since the silence was killing me internally. I knew that could've been the worst decision ever. But what else what I've done? Don't show your fear Blu... "H-hey Jewel..." GOD DAMMIT BLU! YOU HAD ONE JOB!
"Come with me..." She growled, apparently taking off from the nest. I knew this is going to be bad. It couldn't be better. I flapped my wings, following Jewel gingerly. I followed her for a good minute before actually landing. I silently sucked un air to be ready for the assault of words... or worse.
"I'm only going to ask you one question..." She said, finally.
"And...?" I asked.
"Number one: WHAT THE HELL WHERE YOU THINKING?! FLYING OUT TO GOD KNOWS WHERE?" She squawked, rage and fear laced her words. Giving them a red and black outline to every letter.
"I had a nightmare, and I raced out so I could dump my built up voice at..." I answered calmly, flinching at her teal gaze. "You don't want me swearing near the kids would you?" I added cheekily, which earned me a cuff around the beak. It wasn't hard for me to take offenvcr, but I knew I crossed that line a little bit. This is so out of my character... How am I even talking to Jewel with my tongue in my... metaphorically speaking cheek?
"Don't get fresh with me..." She warned, which made me bite my tongue.
"Sorry..." I apologized, "Sorry I left the Nest and went to the Aviary,"
Her eyes softened, "Fine. They should start to worry about us..." She turns and was abut to take flight before I decided that I had to say those three words that froze me everytime I tried to fly.
"I love you!" I called, which caused her to turn around and kiss me, but only a prorogued peck.
Tease.
Blu (Third Person Limited)
Okay... for the next few days hasn't been great for Blu.
Blu starts to drool constantly and starts sniffling, his sinuses would flare and swell. /His saliva glands became irritated and produced more than his beak could or would carry. He then get's migraines, dizziness, random fever spikes, a hot sensation then a freezing one. Never hungry but always eating. Sleep-deprivation, heart beats rapidly, mood-swings, short temporary dyslexia. Sometime's he thinks and acts differently. Which causes him to act paranoid, more than his usual self. When Blu's paranoid, he stresses out. And when he does he learns that the whole process restarts. Every time he's searched for the possible answer to his problem he only get's further in setting himself back. His unfocused mind lacking oxygen is jumbling words he's trying to read. He can't read right now. Blu's assuming that this 'virus' is feeding off of oxygen cells in his body. Thus the random heart attacks, fever spikes, heat waves, no sleep. He never felt hungry except when Jewel forced him to eat, he ate more than his stomach would hold. Which causes him to go out and vomit; away from the children.
He would then return home with his fever raging and slept away from Jewel; leaving no room for any sort of snuggling. It was the same process over and over again. He would feel better on the hour of One PM-One AM. When Blu went top go study more about it, the time when he's feeling well. He would get nothing ; and wasted his time of peace researching about it. Nothing in the books of the lab or the library he could find until he would feel droll drip down him, or until he was kicked out of the public library, of which he would swear at them, claiming it's a "Public place, You fuck!" He would feel guilty about his usage of swear and he'll just fly home. Wadded that he couldn't find any answers to his virus.. fearing it'll be the death of him.
"I... don't know what's going on with me..." Blu finally admitted. "With all of my knowledge I can't even think straight; My minds boggling hard..." He sighed, finally stopping to rest for a minute... He stopped near a T.V store with knock off Sony Enterprise Flat Screen TVs. He noticed the newsw was on, and with little Brazilian he knew, It's going to be roughly translated.
"Nesta notícia topo, um grupo de caçadores de pássaros ilegais atacou a preservação da vida selvagem de The Crimson e amarelo araras na Amazônia. Tem sido notado que uma testemunha ocular afirma que não se vêem os rostos, mas a forma de cada um dos três caçadores. Uma demanda de gordura três homens bem construídos. Eles estão armados e são perigosos e não devem ser approched se você vê-los, se você encontrar alguém que sabe: entre em contato com as autoridades locais imediatamente."
{Nesta notícia topo, um grupo de caçadores de pássaros ilegais atacou a preservação da vida selvagem de The Crimson e amarelo araras na Amazônia. Tem sido notado que uma testemunha ocular afirma que não se vêem os rostos, mas a forma de cada um dos três caçadores. Uma demanda de gordura três homens bem construídos. Eles estão armados e são perigosos e não devem ser approched se você vê-los, se você encontrar alguém que sabe: entre em contato com as autoridades locais imediatamente
In this top news story, a group of Illegal Bird Hunters has attacked the wildlife preservation of the Crimson and Yellow Macaws in the Amazon, making off with thirteen birds. It's been noted, that a eye witness claims to not seen the faces, but the shape of each of the three hunters. One fat mand three well built men. They are armed and dangerous and should not be approched if you see them, If you encounter someone who knows: contact your local authority immediately.}
Blu struggled to translate; he had lessons from Jewel a while back but never a full sentence. He looked at the orange captions at the bottom, and whoever placed them on is a life saver. However Blu couldn't believe what he just read on the screen. The wild life preservation?! The evil of some people! Blu shook what ever drool form his mouth, determined to get back to the Amazon and protect the rest of the macaws there. He flapped his wings and shot up quickly. And dove for his home.
He had to get home fast, and tell Jewel that they're going to have to break for the Amazon. Whose to say that those hunters won't come after him and his family? Blu shuddred as he took flight, suddenly feeling cold. Even though it's Spring; Blu felt a random fever spike and then a heat wave coursed through him. Forcing him to perch on a tree branch. He breathed heavily. He then heard the suppressed air explode next to him
He felt a sharp pain hit his left wing and he fell off of his perch. He free-fall'd for second and a half before landing on pile of flowers. -Isn't that anticlimactic?- Blu though as he stood up and tried to flap his wings; but his left wing felt numb. He looked a tit, and studied his under feathers to find some sort of needle inside of him.
He read the tip of it and learned that it was a numbing complex in a needle that shot out of a gun... A gun... "FUCK I'M BEING HUNTED!" Blu mentally slap myself for the use of the swear but now's not the time to grim over it. He can't feel his wing anymore, So Blu decided to run. The best he's at... He's gotten a good distance before actually hearing footsteps race behind him. So did a snarling dog racing behind him.
"INSIDE OUTSIDE, INSIDE OUTSIDE, INSIDE OUTSIDE... OH GOD!" Squawked Blu as he felt covered in a web. The web instantly shot up and smothered Blu in a tear-drop like hold. Blu struggled. Until he heard the whooping of men; singing the song of joys. Determined to get out of their grasp, he thumped about, which earned him something electrical, and felt like a stick. "OW SHIT!" He cried out. That was something that hurt worse than anything he felt in a long time. They took off the blanket and reveled him to their faces and my stomach dropped.
It was the three suspects; or the Bird Hunters as Blu called them, the Eyewitness wasn't lying when he/she said fat. The other two just seemed strong with flat stomachs... Speaking of stomachs I think my heart's dropping next to my cloaca. They had fun beating him with their stick -I'm going to call it a Stun-Stick...- like a sickning version of pinata. "Cheese an- SPRINKLES!" Blu squawked as they hit him again with the Stun-Sticks
Blu (First Person)
"OWW! YOU FUCKER!" I screeched. I recoiled in pain as white hot pain course through my body once more. They bated me for... I think approximately five minutes, I couldn't take it anymore; I wanted him to beat me until I'm unconscious because of the pain. They where ruthless. I fluttered about, and I felt more hits from the stick until my mind almost shut down from the electricity; I felt it tingle once before I saw black splotches -Okay, I'm in a web net. I can see sunlight and everything else- in the sky. The trap lifted and they held me, the trap I was in rather, in hand.
I felt them moving; I couldn't tell since I was fazed. I didn't dare cry in case they try again. I felt goosebumps erect from my skin; I look under me to see the dog follow me. I knew the other two won't understand me. So the dog will.
"H-hey... Don't you know this is illegal?" I asked, vision started to blur constantly.
"Shut up, Você tem sorte de eu não rasgá-lo em pedaços agora!" He growled, flickering an ear. "To answer your question; Sim That's why they hit you with the stun-sticks. To keep you quiet." He added, looking at me with non-sympathies looks. "It's what you get if you try to get help."
"Why?" I asked, "Why am I getting bird-napped?"
"You're worth a pretty penny... or at least that's what Master said," He answered. "I also heard they gonna do something you'll like, being the matured bird you are... What are you? Twenty?"
"Sixteen..." I asked, feeling a sick coming from my stomach. At least it's fear instead of the usual...
"Freshly matured; Yeah, you're going to love it..." He gave me a coy slime.
"I... don't follow.." I replied; I think my innocence was still intacy.
"You're going to be bred with many different bird species; see if you can breed other colours." The Dog explained. Which made my eyes widened.
"B-but I'm already married to a mate! I've already got a family! I want to go home!" I cried,
"Oh nonononononononono vítima; That's shit's over." He said frankly. "You have no home, no wife, no home anymore. You belong with us; and I'm sure they'll have fun breaking you." He said. Which caused me to become in a state of a void.
I... belong to them? No... No... I can't... I won't... I can't do anything or they'll hit me with their stun-sticks... I notice my beak starting to bleed. I then finally got the sweet relief of passing out.
An hour (Or two) later?
Part Two: Caught and Feeling Blu.
Blu (Third Person Deluxe)
"Shh! He should be waking up any time soon!" Blu heard; I felt false bedding. As if they woven it out of ropes and string? Blu opened an eye to notice he's face down in front of many different birds; a few he can't even tell the names of some of these birds.
Funny... he could've sworn there was never a White macaw before? Or a purple one? Or a green one?! What the fuck's going on here?! The strange thing is; their all females. Blu stuck a look out of the cage to see he was in a containing unit? Maybe just... until the put him on the car? -He's lying to himself- In the back of a pickup truck he assumed; what the hell is he doing in the back of the pickup truck with females? He looked behind him to see some, obvious, males knocked out. I notice the look on their faces had the pure look of euphoria, the face only made when made very happen or... satisfied...
Harking back to what the Dog said, He was suppose to be forced to mate with strangers. Not to mention it's Spring... Mating season... And the other males are asleep..So are the females that have been mated... I'm a male...Four Females surrounding me... I'm Sixteen of age... Shit.
It hit Blu harder than anything, These four females are in what humans would called in Heat. And Blu's going to be mated with at least one of them; or all of them. The thing is, Blu has no chance of fighting it. They're going to have their way with him whether he want it or not. Recalling back two years ago, when Jewel went into heat herself; She was a lot more prone to rage, but more seductive.
This is going to be from Kidnapping to rape...
He remembered the dried blood on him, hoping to use it as a way to get out of it. but that's gone... did the humans wash him? If so they're bastards.
Blu noticed one of the females, the white one, started to approach tail slowly shaking. He's got to put a stop to this.
"I.. I have a mate already!" He announced, hoping it would demoralize the female. but that didn't stop the female; She broke Blu's personal bubble and pressed against me. Which made me uneasy.
"Relax... I'd like to take it slow... So You're not getting any right now... I just want a taste..." She murmured, closing all gaps between him and her beaks. Blu hated to admit it, but he melted in the kiss; The feverish hormones took control of his brain and sent him into female tasted of honeydew, a certain melon he hadn't had in a long time. She noticed this and took dominance over the kiss only to separate when Blu was enjoying it.
"T-... Tease..." He muttered, which got a few giggles from the other three.
"I lied about the taking it slow... You obviously want to help me wit h my problem..." She murmured once more, she pushed Blu onto his back and cooed at him. anticipating what's about to come next.
Blu didn't even think about the consequences this would b ring later; about how he's betraying Jewel. He felt invincible. Everything in his head was screaming him to get up and stop this right away; but his body and hormones where telling him to stay there and enjoy what's about to happen next. Blu was ready to commit salutary. And boy did he didn't think this one through...
One year has passed, and no signs of help... yet.
Blue awoken in his usual cage; obviously he's passed out from the -AHEM- intercourse he encounters once more. He felt satisfied, but filthy as all hell. This was a normal routine for him. He would wake up, eat whatever his captives gave him, they'll give him something that boosts his sexual drive, goers into a cell with another bird, mate her, pass out from it, someone throws him in his cell once more. Yard time, Bedtime. It seems fun right?
For a bird his age to be in a situation like this; it's a fantasy for them. Having all of these females, intoxicated with hormones having sex with said bird? No... this is worse than what everyone thinks being a pet is.
But for Blu it's hell. The epitome of hell. Blu felt like he's been convicted Five Life sentences because of going home and stopping to smell the roses.
Some thing inside of him just always seem to shut down and won't respond. As if his reasoning turned it's back on him. Gave him a cold shoulder. That's when Blu would finally realized it. Something that hits him harder than diamond, stung more than those stun-sticks, and made him freeze with resentment and regret. Blu not only kissed another female...
But mated with her too... As if to say fuck you to Jewel's trust in him multiple times. He became her mate because he loved her; not for a quick mating session and disappear forever, -If he did, then he would be the biggest hypocrite he knows. For his father mated with his mother but never came back-. He made love to more females than he can count, he took more females out of heat only to be met with more... He'd been taken by a female as a bottom (A forced position by those fucks with Stun-Sticks) those , enjoying as sh-... -No-... Blu thought, I can't relive it... Blu, in one week alone. Has jeopardized his and Jewel's relationship and he doesn't even know it.
"What the fuck is wrong with me?" Blu asked, warm tears threatened to fall out of his eyes. "Weeks and no help... Why am I saying fuck?" Blu asked himself. His feelings are starting to demoralize him. So he told himself not to feel anything else but selfpity; because in this place everything else didn't matter. He wished that the faggots here would just sell him already. Blu knows they got Spix Macaws.
"Maybe they forgot about me? Maybe Jewel found a new mate? I don't deserve her anymore... After tainting myself with the females here..." He sighed, he heard the door open and one of the scientist opened his cage door.
Blu (First Person)
"Hey stud, Recess time." He said. holding Blu in his arms in case he tries to be cute. But quiet frankly Blu didn't feel like flying. He wanted to go to the 'Yard' if you would call a closed off area in a field. Then sign me up. Anything to get out of the cage.
We walk for a bit before he opens a door and I calmly walked outside. Heading for the nest I know and love; The Steady Rock. A bar for captive birds. Blu hasn't been a real fan of hard drinks; but last week, every time it's recess he goes there either to soothe his nerves or get pissed. Or both. Of course The lab guys don't give whisky to birds, but if you're smart and steal them. You can supply the bar and get months time membership of free drinks everyday. I for one stole a flask while a dude wasn't looking a took it here. I got rewards and now I'm going to confess my sins to the Bartender once more.
I stop at a puddle -It rained yesterday- and noticed something different with my eyes. Instead of the normal brown I got diamond teal. Normally I'd freak out but I've had this problem before. I swear it's a side effect on the sex drive their giving me, it's changing my entire personality. Oh well. Let's enjoy the usual: A small zip-lock bag of scotch and what ever the 'Brave Birds' scavenged from midnight raids. -It makes no sense why they wouldn't just escape, but then again that would mean no snacks to enjoy while your wasted... so who am I going to argue with?-
I walk into the stone entrance and took a seat at my favorite spot. Right in front of the bartender while the birds to the left sang their sorrows. I now know what it means to be blue. And now everyone around me's feeling it now. Even the females are feeling depressed. When they first arrive her, they sang upbeat and samba. It reminded me of home. Now a month later they're singing somber and makes everyone pity themselves fur
"Hey Blu! The usual?" The Bartender, He's a canary... just like Nico...
"Yeah, something that helps with the coloring problem in my eyes..." I gotta love the sarcasm. It's practically all I have left. It's true. The contents of scotch, or moonshine if I'm feeling risky, helps restore my eyes. It burns inside of my throat, and pains me, but right now I'd rather feel pain than depressant.
"Here ya go!" His accent is that of an British... or was it Australian? I forgot. Man I've been here too long... I don't know why or how he's so cheerful when he's captive. But I dare not question why. But instead I accept the bag and ripped it open, I stuck my beak in and drank slowly. Savoring the foul, but sweet taste of liquid endorphin. I stopped drinking to look the Bartender, Excuse me -his name is Anthony- I forgot to tell you his name. My apologies. I look at him straight in the eyes and frowned. "Got a family?" I asked,
"Yeah... but they're coming to get me out. I was placed here as a kennel for they went on vacation!" Anthony smiled. "They're at a cruise and promised to get me back after the year's done. I'm just collecting my pay as I serve birdies something to help drown out the sorrows. And provide a listening ear for everyone, especially you, Blu-Bird," He chirped. I smiled at the nickname he gave me. I missed being called pet by Jewel. "How about you? You got a family? With you being here for a month you really dodged the question."
"Yeah... my family back at the Amazon..." I answered, he made a sheeshing noise.
"Tough." He said,
"Yeah... but as soon as I get out of here. I'm going to hug ever last one of them." I replied. sipping my drink.
"How many kids?" He asked,
"Three." I answered, "And I miss them very much."
"So you want to get out of here correct?" He asked.
"Yeah... And whose asking?" I leaned closer. eager to what the yellow canary had to say.
"After the 'Brave Birds' did some scouting, they noticed a flaws in the system. There's a window that isn't locked, and could be opened by someone your size. Provided you can get out of your cage and locked room." He planned out.
"Every bird in this place knows how to do that..." I retorted, getting a grin from him. Obviously the sarcasm isn't going away any time soon.
"Of course, now if you want to get out; then your going to have to sneak out and fly fast. And quietly. The dog patrols regularly so you'll get one chance per night. I suggest tomorrow night." He suggested. I nodded my thanks.
"Thanks, I'll think about it..."
Two hours Later
As I start to remember home. My usual song that I sang during the first few days; it was only hums but by the time weeks turned into months. He had the full lyrics to his somewhat sad song that he sang every night. Those in other cages around him either uses it as a lullaby or just sit and listens. Some, who listened to me from the beginning even hummed the same tune.
"There's three parts to love,
Or so I believe.
There's a part of you you lose,
And another you receive.
Here I break with the concept,
Though it's central to the piece.
Leave my mark on the canvas,
That only you can see.
I deferred my happiness,
For loneliness and time.
But once I'm where I wanna be,
You'll be far behind.
I paused to breathe. My heart started to beat rapidly with joy as I heard the humming become whistles. Maybe joy isn't dead after all? I breathe in nd continue singing my song.
All the lights in the sky,
Are falling to the ground.
And the chains that pull me down,
Slacken off when you're around.
As the line begins to blur.
And it's comforting to know,
But I'll rip out all the hooks from my skin so I can grow.
Sometimes I disagreed,
Just to hear you scream.
You were right, but I needed you to give emotion back to me.
Here I break with the concept,
And though it's central to the piece,
I leave my mark on the canvas,
That only you can see.
I deferred my happiness,
For loneliness and time.
But once I'm where I wanna be,
I'm not leaving you, I'm not leaving you!
All the lights in the sky,
Are falling to the ground.
And the chains that pull me down,
They pull me down!
They slacken off when you're around.
As the line begins to blur.
And it's comforting to know,
But I'll rip out all the hooks from my skin so I can grow.
Yeah I'll rip out all the hooks from my skin so I can grow.
Yeah I will rip out all the love from my skin so I can grow."
My heart started to race again. This time he wanted to go. Anything to get out of dodge. He started to feel his chest burning once more, and the life meter on the side of him started to blare out alarms, called his heart beat. He felt the white pain come once more, and the Heatwave washed over him This time instead of a sense of fear, it's Euphoria. I felt the familiar red liquid drip from my beak. My heart was producing more blood than there is oxygen, then my heart started to slow down finally. After months of torture, sleepiness nights of pain and agony, days filled with unloved intercourse -Yeah I said it... Whose's going to give me a slap around the beak anymore?- I remember Vets rushing in and opening my cage. They held two liquids.
"Let's not die on me, okay?" The vet suggested, of which I would tell him to piss off and let me die, but that wasn't in his plans as he ejected the first one in me, which instantly caused my heart to beat up faster, then slower than I imagined. It beat at a normal tempo, something that I haven't remembered in a long time. He placed a hand on my chest and noticed something odd.
"Hmm... You're breathing faster then your heart... where's the oxygen going?" The vet asked me, to which I would think of a sarky reply. Maybe I'm holding it in a tank to use for a rainy day. Too bad it's pouring where my beak is!
"Maybe my suspicions where correct. You're sick beyond repair... I'm not sure how many diesels you can spread; but this should help calm it down. I'm sorry but if your still sick tomorrow night buddy. We're going to put you down..."
Diesels? Isn't that a sort of fuel?! I thought mockingly before he injected me with the other vial. Now this one I don't know what it is, but it has this sold blue color to it. SO I guess it's safe as long as I don't internally fry. I watch them molest me as they 'Check for any blood coming out of other places or scars appearing out of nowhere' I'm guessing that was a lie as I felt some sort of way that I didn't want to feel again. -They forcibly made me donate something I didn't want to spread anymore...-
As the vet left. I slouched down and began to think. They where going to put me down tomorrow, that I have a problem with. It seems so cruel now that I'm on the bloody end of the stick.
I felt something I haven't felt since yesterday. A heat wave passing through me. I grip my chest as it started once more. My mind kicked in to overdrive as I realized what's going on. I rip out the HV cords from my wing and it shut off. Now that's the noise I want to here.
I groaned, I felt haring distorted out as I could hear nothing but my own heartbeats, Noticing there was triple of them. It was the same thing everyday. Except... something felt different. I felt something tear from me. Something so painful, yet felt so godly acceptable ripped from me Head first all the way to the chest. I struggled and it felt like I was ripping plastic sheets away from me, but it hurt more than stabbing my tongue with a pine needle and making me lick a pole during winter.
I finally emancipated from the resistance, but I felt nothing. I felt my systems freeze as My body toppled over. I couldn't feel my stomach, my legs, my chest or even my brain. Only my eyes moved. I wasn't having a black out. No.. this w as something that never happened before that I've read or seen. I'm whiting out. I can''t breathe, I can't think I can't live!
I felt my eyes flash with a million thoughts as my eyes glazed over. He felt blood coming out of his nose, his mouth watering but that didn't matter. He thought of everything in his life. I thought of my friends; Rafael, Luiz, Nico, Pedro. He thought about his companion, Linda and her husband; Tulio. I thought of my family And that stung the most out of everlasting thing I could ever think off of. I thought of. He thought of home -A bird's last thought is always of home-
Blu drew in his last breath and that felt more heavenly than everything else.
{Right here, If you don't believe/like in Science Fiction can stop reading here can call it a One-Shot. I don't really think you'll enjoying flaming something that makes so much sense; but at the same time doesn't :)}
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Part Three: Blu and Red spaces.
Blu? (Third Person Limited-Deluxe)
Something left Blu's dying, helpless body. Struggling to give that finally thought of peace. Something that will tell him he's done all he's can do; before actually saying good bye to anyone.
That thing floating around Blu's body isn't some sort of mosquito or bug that'll impregnate him with it's eggs or give him demises of all sorts. It was much more spiritual than imaginable and no amount of studying or testing could ever break the Scientology of it. It's religious matters brought many fights to humans as they blamed religion on everything good and bad.
This was much simpler to explain. Spirits could either be pure of all evil. Or could be literally a hives nest of all evil. Blu's spirit. The one floating above him; this one Spirit is. this one didn't have any signs of decaying or purifying. It was basically pure. While on the other end of it seemed corrupted; excluded all good into the other side.
The weird thing is. That's normal for every life source; but Blu's everything but. It's abnormal. It's slowly splicing apart, as if it was cell reproduction they split in half. When it realized that all of the fighting and splitting caused Blu's death; They hurriedly sped into two parts of Blu's vital organs.
The white, pure orb fell into his heart while the black, dark matter orb fell into his head. Since the chemicals in the teal was for both the brain and the heart to stop the parasite. It did so; but it had a self defense mechanism where it cover's it self in slime and stays paralyzed. Nothing could be done there so The injections ran straight for his brain while the few stayed for the heart.
The split Blu felt was something that would mark his day of innocence numbered. Now it's only a matter of time that his mind corrupt the heart. But in order to do that. It had to send the neuron feeders into something that deems it worthy to stick out. The polor opposite of what Blu is is being fed and is now ready to appear in Blu's everyday lifestyle.
However something was not right. Blu's body gave no signs of life.
That's when both the orbs began to work together. The brought out something that no one could believe. A split between the Dream and Reality cords, plucking at them; They brought Blu's system to recover, each of his cells replenished and thrived. Nerves got back to work as something in Blu enlarged and flamed everywhere in his body. A shudder from the heart down caused his eyes to fly open.
He, Blu, stood up. Feeling harder, faster. Stronger. But something was different in Blu's eyes. The uncertain look; gone. It was the look of confidence, instead of the former. His eyes looked permanently teal as the bloodshot in his eyes washed away. Looked like a jewel in the middle of a milky pool.
Sparking into action; A new drive set Blu's heart into grinding overhaul into believing. The same effect that had him flying two years ago. The heart of a eagle and the bravery of a a sausage. Now turned into the heart of the griffin, and the bravery of a jaguar. Sacrificing Survival for love and compassion.
His mind, the corrupted, gave him something hurtful and helpful. Ambition and a purpose, a mindset of a father returning home coursed through his brain. But a father stuck in a cage wasn't going to fly either. Thus it gave him the greatest gift in the world; a different mind. A split between reality and limbo. Something that those genes spoken before could go into and maximize Blu's survival chances in place of love and compassion.
When these two mixed. so did two. Blu and someone totally different yet the same Clashed for the primary body while the latter had to follow in limbo.
Blu won the clash and earned the right into controlling the body. But that doesn't stop the other from trying. :)
~Waking up.~
Blu's eyes felt better, Blu's heart felt better, Blu's feelings felt better. Everything in general felt better than they where before. Blu felt like he could breathe in fresh air once more, He looked below him to catch the reflection of him and notice that his eyes where Teal once more. "Mahhh... maybe I'll keep it teal; it doesn't last forever." Blu looked around. Remembering what the Canary told him earlier; He looked for the keys to his cage. He looked on the wall and found them on a nook. "Hm..." Blu decided they where to fa to hook and grab.
"Maybe I can pick the lock..." Blu went over to the locked cage door and pulled the back of the lock off (With out taking out the screws). -It wasn't the lock he could just slide the bar to the side; they out-smarted him that one month.
"Cheese and Sprinkles!" Blu squawked quietly. "I'm stronger than I thought!" He peered into the black box. He noticed something that would hinder everything else. A spring board blocking the keyhole. He placed a talon on a side of box and slid it up, over the top, back down, and under the black box until he felt resistance. A hidden switch. He flipped it harshly and the spring relaxed; he instantly shoved a talon through the keyhole and jiggled until he heard a 'click' but no other thing achieved. Blu felt a heatwave and a voice was heard behind him.
"You might want to push down?" This made blue look behind him instantly and he nearly had a heart attack. This voice had a body, nearly transparent but fully colored. spine-chillingly close to what he looked like. Except his eyes are brownish orange; instead of Blu's brown -now teal- eye shade. He looked over the ghostly appearance. the smaller difference are that this Blu look-alike reminded Blu of someone he knew a long time ago, but don't remember.
"W-who are you?!" Blu asked, his courage taking a massive dip. "W-what are you?!"
"I'm Tinto."The ghost bird replied, matter of factually, "I'm an infringement of your mind; the part where you think and everything else. The imagination of you will."
"So I'm imagining things?" Blu questioned.
"Yes... and no," Tinto shook his head. "It's a bitch and a half to explain so excuse me if I want to be out of here in case you didn't know. Unless you want to be put down tomorrow."
"No!" Blu shoved his talon down. Unlocking the door and the door opened. "Hey! I got the door open!"
"Good, now take the crowbar under you." Tinto instructed, for some strange reason; Blu followed his orders and he grabbed the wedging tool.
"If you want top save your bird brethren, use the crowbar. If you ant to leave them behind; use the crowbar to escape." Tinto squawked. Blu's teal eyes traveled to observe at the somber look as they slept. Blu took the crowbar and slammed it to the nearest cage. Instantly breaking the lock and the door swung open. Causing the bird inside to squawk with surprise.
"Come on, we're all getting out of here!" Blu voiced Tinto; "Come on! Do you want to die in a cage?!"
"Hell no, sir!" The parrot replied. standing straight up.
"Get the keys from the nook and free those birds! I'm going for the other rooms!" Blu held the crowbar between his talons. Smashing another lock before flying out of the room. Blu flew for a good minute until stopping at another 'Prison' cell and Tinto opened it. Which caused Blu to know that Tinto can interact with objects
"The crowbar's really small... and light..." Blu commented.
"And very good for smashing locks..." Tinto hovered by Blu, "And heads..."
"Here!" Blu growled, lifted the lock and slamming it down on the door handle. Causing the disturbance of birds, nd many other animals. Blu smashed the key locks on the first cage and told him to get the keys. Telling him to unlock every cage in that room and focus on the women and children first. If he could get males to go to other rooms and help out.
Blu went to the next room and opened it using his feathers; knowing it's unlocked. He found the place empty but of dogs and hyenas. He smashed the locks of everyone and told them to run if they had their legs still working. Those who cannot run had the strongest males to carry. The pack mentality works every time... Thought blu as he continued this until the guards started to notice something wrong.
Blu raised the crow bar in defiance. Which made the lab guys take out stun-sticks. Blu landed on a box nearby an stood eye level. Holding the one talon with the crowbar in fear, but The left guy swung at him, but Tinto had made Blu's decision before him and took control of Blu's body. He deflected the attack and swung the bunt end at the enemies eye. He doubled over in pain and fell down. Holding his eye. But the next one swung; only to be countered and smacked to the side of the head. Knocking him out. Blu took control of his body before Tinto could do further harm.
"You didn't have to do that!" Blu lamented.
"It's him, or us." Tinto floated around Blu, "Quite frankly, you know the impact of that Stunning-Stick." Tinto reminded.
"But... you could have killed him!" Blu argued. "The other guy needs some serious help! You almost killed him!"
"I Could've, would've, should've!" Tinto snapped, "This argument is over. Save some lives by taking some."
Blu flew into the room and cleared it of all captive birds. The other birds can save the rest.
Blu dove for the one window that wasn't locked, as the Canary said, and smashed the Window. He cleared it of all shards of glass that would cut anyone and he looked behind him. his on flock of birds. Both Big and small. Stood behind him. Waiting to hear the rest of his plan.
"This window was forgotten and was broken!" Blu began. "If we can fly out of here; we're free!" He raised the crowbar, exciting many cheers from the birds. "Weeks we've been stuck here!" He stuck the crowbar under the windowsill and pushed down with all of his might. The window opened and he slid it open using his wings. "HERE'S YOUR CHANCE TO BE FREE!" Blu squawked. "WOMEN AND CHILDREN, FIRST If I find any male being a coward. You will be left behind."
He used his enhanced strength to keep the window up, and have the Females and Chicks he was pretty sure half his climb out and flew out. He would be the last one here. So after all the female and chicks are out. The males piled out flying with their mates or flying solo. They stopped a yard away; looking at Blu worriedly. B;u took the crowbar with his talon and leaped out of the window. He looked back at them and smiled.
"We're free! Now we all can return home!" He smiled. "And spread the message to every bird you see on what we have experienced in there! Tell your children at home, or your mates about the story on how you've been imprisoned by bad men. Spread the word of the bird and the cage. Spread the word about the crowbar and the talons. Spread the word about the Blue Macaw who saved you all. Spread the word about the brave men who stayed behind for the females and chicks to be safe first. Stories will be told about this day of infamy, and more!" Blu yelled. Seeing the morning sky dawn the stars.
"ALL THE LIGHTS IN THE SKY!" Blu pointed to the sky. "Follow the burning sky's and return home. for we are free!"
With that, the birds dispersed. Leaving in packs or solo.
Blu felt his stomach rumble and he flew down to a city not far from the center. Speaking of the center. Blu finally got a good look at it. Noticing the difference of a bowl with a iron roof. With neon colors it read Kennels for Birds and Animals!
Blu spat at the sign and dove to a city. It felt different than Rio... The locals seemed to have a tanner skin than everyone else. The spices variety excelled the sense of smells. He looked to the left and noticed something odd in the scent. "Is that a lizard on a stick?"
"Yes... yes it is. Don't take it. Not only will it make you sick, nut eater, it'll cause too much disturbance. We're already holding a crowbar in your left wing.
"It's my baby..." Blu purred, stroking the blue paint on it.
"Yes of course, my bad." Tinto rolled his eyes, displeased that Blu won't get rid of it. But not complaining since it did take sense to make use of it. "What's next? You're going to wear a orange suit with a strange symbol on it?
"How did you know?!" Blu shook his tail feathers. A sign of joking.
Blu (First Person)
Two Hours later.
If it's one thing I noticed, is that the cities looked a lot different than I imagine. It seems so... mangler than the vibe in Rio. I'm assuming I'm not in Rio De Caprio but in some other city? I don't know... the Locals have a weird sense of clothing and odd food variety. It's strange on how that just maybe just a few hours away form home could actually have a different culture. I guess it's the culture difference; but between Me and my own min. These cities are amazing.
We'd stop to get something to get something to eat occasionally. We were just walking because we didn't know the place; we could be flying on minute and the next we could be on someone's dinner plate or right back where we started. Tinto and I don't really feel like breaking out just to be caught once more. Of the treks of our walk we met so many new wildlife I didn't even know existed. Some we had to keep our distances because we're prey to Komodo Dragons, wild dogs. and Snakes. This freaked me out, but Tinto would yawn in their face grab my Crowbar and brutally murder them.
By murder I mean using the tool to wedge the bones from their body as he claws their eyes out. Smiling as I got drenched in either Komodo Dragon blood and I gasp in horror as I just watch two of bird's worst predators decimated by a ghost like entity by a crowbar. I swear when I looked in the comments I kept hearing about this Half-Life Three confirmed stuff... an dI'm pretty sure that's what state Tinto's leaving them in. I felt a cold breeze and I looked around to notice that Tinto's gone once more. Where'd he go? Oh well time to keep walking!
"Hey, Tinto!" I called, waiting for my 'evil twin' to show next to me. I await the heatwave before me, and there he is. Standing beside me. It's like a mirror, but instead of Tinto being in full color, he's more transparent than anything. Instead of the usual color he looked dull, He had a annoyed look to his face, as if he was trying to sleep... Are my suspicious correct?
"This better be good..." He muttered, shaking the sleep out of his eyes. Suspicions confirmed."What do you need now?"
"I was wondering if your ready to go..." I asked, shaking my feathers trying to gain flight.
"I know, I know where you live... but where do you live?" He asked groggily. "Like twenty minutes from here?"
"In the Amazon!"
"..." Tinto's eyes snapped open and he twisted around, and I remembered nothing except pain in my back and the inability to breathe, As soon as I was done being fazed, I looked up to see Tinto's angry green eyes.
"Are you fucking crazy?!" I flinched from his choice of words, he made me shrink further when he raised his voice; of course no one else can hear it... "THAT'S A MILLION MILES AWAY! HOW THE BLOODY HELL ARE YOU GOING TO GET THERE?!" I noted his accent break, but it wasn't time for that.
"A M-million miles?! Where are we?!" I asked, slowly withering from lack of air. I was relieved when the budge on my throat was lifted when he forcefully made me stand up.
"We are in the Continent furthest away from South America!" He spat. Holding me by the shoulders with his wings. "Where do you think we are?!"
"Russia?" I answered sarcastically, which earned me a hard, beak swelling slap to the side of the head. I flinched and tears shone in my eyes, but he didn't take any notice. "Why are you freaking out?!"
"You idiot! We're in Australia! THAT's WHY I'M FREAKING OUT!"
"AUSTRALIA?!" I shot up, my crowbar nearly falling out of my grasp. I caught it and looked at Tinto. My mind suddenly flooded back to the first time in my cage one month ago. "I was in a plane?! Fuck me!" I took the blunt end of my weapon and I hit it on my beak; doing my trademarked. "Stupid...stupid...stupid..." until I opened my opened my glowing, unnatural teal eyes to notice Tinto walking off. I took off after him.
"Where're you going?" I asked.
"Finding something to help us with hunger; we're starving." Tinto pointed out. "Don't you notice that my color is dull?"
"Oh! So the feelings I get you change color, or your coloring changes?" I implied.
"Something like that." Tinto obviously wan't pleased with our fight.
"I'm sorry I didn't see that it was Australia;"
"Shut up and walk. I'm starting to wonder if splitting was the greatest idea ever."