Rio: Rise of the Freedom Flyers
I know, another fanfic already? What can I say, I have an active imagination. Anyway, this story starts in the POV of my very first OC! There is also going to be chapters in the POV of Blu and Jewel since the story kind of revolves mainly around these three. Read and review!
Ch. 1: Introductions
(Somewhere in Colombia, South America)
What do you think when you see me? I could be just like any other macaw, a Hyacinth macaw to be precise, flying in the skies, the names Manuel by the way. I could be living a carefree life just like any other bird you see, flying freely, nothing to keep me down, nothing to make me worry, but no, I don't get that luxury. You might be wondering what I mean when I say that, well, it's not a very pretty story so I'll keep it brief, I'm and orphan, been that way all my life, now I fly around with my uncle, Ricardo. That may not seem very strange to you, but I didn't mention that he is the leader of the most rag-tag team of bird liberators ever to take to the skies. Yeah, I know what you're thinking, 'bird liberators? What's that?' well, we rescue birds from smugglers, but not just the human ones either, because that would be too simple, we've been fighting against the same, and still most ruthless team of animal smugglers known as 'The Iron Talons'. These guys are nasty old birds who kidnap other innocent birds to give to their human allies, the reason to do so? Heck if I know, all I do is fight the guys, not figure out their past, I've got my own to worry about. I guess you're curious about just who these birds are, so I'll tell you. First off, we have Vincent, a Scarlet macaw, this guy as a nasty habit of growing out his talons and then sharpening them until a single swipe at you could be your last. Next we have Enrique, a big condor with a very short temper, I swear, you could look at the guy cross eyed and he'd go off, his temper shouldn't be taken lightly though, this guy can pack some pretty serious hits. Then there is Raymond, one of the fastest flyers in the world, a Peregrine falcon, with quick speed, quick wits, but always likes to give his enemies a very slow death. There is also Stefano, a Blue Throated macaw, if you thought Bubonic plague was the silent killer, you've never met him, watch your back, because the last thing you will ever see is his shadow. Lastly, but definitely not least, we have Sergio, a Harpy eagle, and the leader of the Iron Talons. He's probably the meanest bird you'll ever meet, he isn't afraid to get a little blood on his feathers, in fact, think he enjoys it, creepy I know. This guy was the cause of my orphaned state, and I swore to my dying parents, that I would never rest until I stopped this guy's heartbeat with my own talons. Well, enough about the bad guys huh? Yeah that's right, time to talk about the cool guys who are fighting the good fight. Well, to start things off, my uncle Ricardo, the leader of our group and probably the bravest bird I'll ever meet. He is a Hyacinth macaw like me, and has a little scar over his right eye caused by Sergio a long time ago. Also like me, and all other Hyacinth macaws, he is a very vibrant blue color with yellow eyes and a very long beak. Next we have his second in command, Gabriella, a ruby throated hummingbird. She is our fastest flyer and the best on quick recon ops, she is the only one I've ever seen outfly Raymond. Then there is Boris, a Russian albatross. What he lacks in brains and speed, he makes up in brute force, making him our heavy hitter. How he got here? Same way as a friend of his, but we'll get to him later, apparently they decided to snooze in a large commercial vessel right when it was just about to leave port. When they woke up, they had no idea which way was home, so instead stayed with the ship, eventually dropping them off here in South America, where they were befriended by my uncle. Speaking of Boris' friend, he isn't really a bird, he's a Transylvanian vampire bat, and ironic I know. He is our night recon specialist, using his echolocation to maneuver through completely dark places as easily as if it were day. Then, there's me, you already know a little about me, about as much as I let people know about me, but there's one more detail. Just as me and my uncle share a lot of the same features, I too have a scar caused by Sergio. The only difference is my uncle's scar is small and neat, making him seem heroic and mysterious, whereas mine, a large jagged cut across the left side of my beak, makes me seem rough and mean, making most birds shy away from me. As nature causes others to judge me by what I look like, I've learned to push others away, save for my team since I'd trust them with my life, but I never made any other friends or other… certain… connections with anybody else. All I ever really wanted was a permanent place to call home, with others that I can consider family, will that ever happen? I'm not sure, so I guess for the while, I'm stuck with this bunch, not that I'm complaining…