Chapter 1: Introduction

A.N.: if anyone knows where that story of Blu's son finding an injured motmot bird is, please tell me, i need to put a story alert on it...

(Wolf's P.O.V.")

I had first discovered my powers when I had tried to use my owl hang-glider as my own invention to fly. I had jumped off and was doing fine, and then a gust of wind blown my glider higher, and the tarp I had used flew off. I didn't know what to do; I was utterly terrified that I was going to fall to my death in something I had always longed to do; fly. The gust of wind had blown me so far up, that I was still above my starting point, and I had drifted away from the remnants of the glider.

As I closed my eyes, I spread myself out so that when I crashed, it would be quick, and hopefully not so painful. I was imagining myself as one of the few birds I adore, a peregrine falcon, flying fast towards the ground, ready to land. I know it wasn't a possible thing, but if I was going to die, I would be damned if I didn't do it happy. With the whipping in my ears, I heard in dying down, and then I felt a change; as if my body had taken on a new shape without my knowing. I opened my eyes, and I saw the ground a couple dozen meters below me, and as I looked at my arm, I was surprised to see it wasn't my own body, but a long brown wing with golden feathers underneath.

When I had stared at it for a few seconds, I twisted it a fraction, and I instantly swerved upwards slightly, and saw the ground rushing up to meet me. Almost on instinct, I pushed my wings down and angled them, but it was already too late; I crashed into the ground at a considerable speed, leaving small rocks and other debris to cut or scrape my new body. It felt horrible as I was tumbling end over end on the rocky hillside. When I hit something warm but thin, I stopped, and saw I had rolled into my trusty mountain bike; which threatened to fall onto me.

When it stopped its teetering, I grunted in pain, and let my mind wander, and I started to close my eyes and started to think of how I was a human during the fall, and focused on that fall to see how I had turned into the fasted bird in the world. I heard the gravel beneath me shift, and I felt as if I was thrown into more pain. I opened my eyes and saw I had turned back into a human. Interesting… I need to get help, as I can't ride my bike like this.

I grabbed my backpack with a sharp pain running through my side, and opened it up and looked around through it and took note of the items I had stored in it. Water, sunscreen, map, compass, flare gun, knife… where did I put it…. Oh yea… I left it at home.

I had left my phone at home so that I wouldn't get distracted during my afternoon, but seeing the sun low, and it getting dimmer by the minute started to get me worried. I heard a faint noise, and mistook it for being another bird or something, so I took out my water and took a small sip and slid it back into my outdoor backpack, which I would occasionally use for school also.

As I scanned the sky, I saw a small black dot getting closer and took a swipe at it, hoping to get the gnat away from me. When I didn't get it, I tried again, and saw the dot growing bigger, and hear a chop chop chop, noise, and registered it as the rotors of a helicopter, and saw that the dot had resembled the fire-watch helicopters that circle the hills of California. It was drawing closer, and I was hoping it was coming towards me, and I grew frantic as it started to make a small ark. I reached into my backpack and pulled out something round, and when I saw it as my sunscreen, I threw it to the side and reached in yet again.

When I pulled out an orange gun, or a flare gun, I almost yelled in joy, and aimed it towards the sky, and pulled the trigger. An orange flash illuminated the current area I was in, and soured into the sky in an ark the left a smoke trail from my position. It was already dark enough to be seen, and I could see the helicopter stop its ark, and angle back towards me. As the glowing flare dwindled in brightness, and lowered to the ground, it became dark again, and I reached into my bag to pull out one of the two spares I always took with me, and quickly opened the flare gun and reloaded it. I could see the dark shadow of the helicopter, and clearly hear it now, but I needed to get this other flare into the sky for them to find me.

I angled my arm up again, and pulled the trigger once more, and brightness illuminated the sky once again, and now I could see the pilots in the helicopter looking down at my area. Good thing my bike is yellow… and once they get me, I have to try and stay human, unless that was all my imagination.

Raising my arm again was hard, and I could feel the energy leaving my body and I started to feel drowsy, and when I looked down, I was lying in a puddle of my blood, even if it wasn't all that big, it was still enough to be bothersome. As I slowly tilted my head back up, I saw the helicopter descending from the sky and it seemed they were going to land in the clearing I had chosen, and I could make out the co-pilot unbuckling himself.

While the helicopter was still a few feet above the ground, I saw the co-pilot jump from the side door. When I blinked, it was slow, and when I opened my eyes again, I could see the worried face of the man standing above me, "hey, stay with me here, and don't die on me!"

I felt my body being picked up, and I felt my arm be twisted around a neck, and I could feel myself being dragged towards a faint sound of a helicopter. When I closed my eyes, I didn't reopen them for another twenty seconds, and when I did, I felt my body become weightless. I groaned, and said to the man above me weakly, "I will be alright, but I'm so ti…red." And after I said that, I slowly fell asleep.

As I woke up, I started groaning, and I could feel a headache swelling my head. I brought one of my hands to my head, and felt a bandage press into my forehead. At that moment, I froze, and realized I was on something soft and comforting. While my other senses came back, I heard a persistent beeping droning into my head, and when I opened my eyes, I saw a room I wished to never be in again… a hospital bedroom.

"Ha-ha! The dead man awakes! How you feeling bud?" I tilted my head to the right, and saw a man that looked to be in his early thirties, sitting up in a bed holding a rolled up magazine.

With a hoarse voice, I replied, "I feel like crap… where am I?"

The man looked surprised, and then chuckled, "first of all, you're in a hospital in Oxnard. And secondly, how old are you? You sound like a kid."

I saw a cup in my peripheral vision, and when I reached for it, I saw the IV's in the back of my hand, and wished I hadn't. Instead, I reached out with my other hand, and when I grabbed it, I took a fain drink, and welcomed the cool water. "Ahh, much better, anyways, my name is Wolf, and I'm only seventeen. How old are you?"

I saw his face brighten into a huge smile, and he said, "You don't look that young. And my name is Alandorance, but people call me Al for short. Also, I'm only about thirty years old."

Barely keeping from coughing, I state, "I get that quite often. And nice to meet you Al."

"Pleasures all mine." I heard Al say. I looked around the bed I was on, and quickly found the call button, and pressed it. I closed my eyes, and started to rest again, but I heard the door open again, so I opened my eyes, and saw a beautiful woman walk through the door. I couldn't help it when I felt my jaw go slack, and my jaw just hung there.

I heard Al chuckle, and I quickly closed my mouth and felt my cheeks heat up. The nurse looked between us expectantly, and I asked, "C-Can you tell me when I'm due for release?"

She smiled and nodded as she walked to the foot of my bed and picked up a clip-board and looked it over and said, "You can leave today, but you will need to talk with the doctor before you leave. We couldn't find any identification on you."

I grumbled and said, "Well look up Wolf in your system, that will help with the questions. I can personally guarantee that you will find me right away. Wolf Spade."

She turned red slightly in the face, and hurried off. After Al had chuckled, he asked, "What did you do to have her run off like that? Are you a special patient here or something?

Grumbling, I answered with a sad tone, "I almost died when I tried an experiment. I created a new blood type. My blood is now blood X… I can give blood to anyone, but should I ever need any, I can't."

I looked over to Al and saw the shocked face, "…"

"Yea, it's best if I don't go into details… just know I'm… a special case." I added with a grin.

I looked back towards the door, and saw a doctor walk briskly in, and I saw him holding some papers next to his body. He didn't seem to want to look me in the eyes, and he looked to be pale… or nervous. I held out my IV free hand and said, "Alright might as well get the paperwork over with…

(Blu's P.O.V.)

The day had gone by slowly, and as I was trying to fall asleep, I had a hard time managing that task with such a lovely bird sitting next to me; Jewel. Our adventures had brought us close, and when I had risked my life to be with her to the death two nights ago, that had demonstrated to Jewel how much I truly loved her, and she had reciprocated those feelings, and brought to me the rhythm of my heart, and showed me how to fly through the love she had given me in that single kiss she had given me.

I heard Jewel groan, and I heard her ask, "Blu? Are you still awake?"

When I opened my eyes, I looked at the azure angle lying next to me, and asked, "what can I do for you Jewel?"

When she shivered and asked, "Can you… hold me, I'm cold?"

I blushed, and held the urge to fly away down as I swallowed the lump in my throat and managed to stutter out, "S-Sure Jewel-l."

As I scooted closer to Jewel, I draped a wing over her back, and felt her warmth, as well as her jungle scented feathers sooth my mind, and I could hear her say in a drowsy voice, "goodnight."

"Goodnight… Jewel." I said back to her. Woah, de ja vu…

When I heard the calm and even breathing of Jewel sleeping, and sighed and slowly let sleep take over me, and I mumbled to myself, "I love you, Jewel." And I laid my head down on the plush pillow we were laying on, not noticing the smile that graced the beak of the one I loved, or the opening and gazing of her eyes at me.

And I soon fell asleep to the sweet smell of Jewel…

A.N.: I know its short, but I'm tired… my eye is even twitching. Anyways, hope you enjoyed, ill be posting every week, if not every other day, until I finish this story.

Disclaimer: I own nothing of Rio, only the DVD I paid $20 for, everything else except this story is thiers, the idea is thiers, but I'm the one doing the typing. I will not be writing this again, so their ya go.

I don't own and ideas or characters from the Rio movie.

I loved the movie, even if I'm almost a man now.

I hope you all enjoyed this stories beginning.

And I hope you all have a good day/night!