Chapter 15
The Evil Plan
The morning light shined through the cracked glass window of the old abandoned building. This building was far from the city or any house. This building was a factory, not anything special. They made simple cotton clothes. Like sweaters, pants, and shirts. This factory was pretty old so the clothes they made weren't the fanciest. Kids would come to this factory sometimes to play hide and seek inside it. The air inside this building was filled with disgusting particles. When light shined into the building you could see them. Some people were afraid to go into this building because it looked like it would collapse on top of them and squish them like a bug. All the paint on the bricks of the building had worn off by now. Barely any kids wanted to play in this building anymore, so no one would want to go in it. Right?
The weird substance bubbled beneath the cage that hung over it, the cage would slowly keep getting closer to it. Bubbles of air pooped in this substance. This substance was really hot and gooey. This cage was old, it was starting to rust badly. This cage was so rusty it looked like it could have been forged from the Titanic. This was one of those old cages so it had those gaps in them, but they aren't big enough for someone to escape. The bird cop that laid inside the cage breathed in quickly as he stared beneath himself. He was met with the weird, white, bubbling substance that waited to devour him. He gripped the rusted cage, his wings wrapped around the bars of the cage.
"What did I do, I don't deserve this," The bird thought to himself. He stared out of the cage beneath him. He was met with the familiar Vulture who had put him in this old, disgusting cage. This Vulture wasn't any pretty bird. The bird noticed that He had a claw mark across the right side of his face, causing his right eye to shut close. This claw mark caused his skin to show, it was pretty disgusting. The Vulture also had a gunshot wound in his Talon, Cloth was wrapped around it but blood still showed through it. The Vulture smiled up at the bird trapped in the cage, seeing the horrified look on his face brought him joy. The bird knew that his smile didn't mean anything well to him. What horrible thing did this Vulture have in mind to do to him? The bird that was trapped in the cage tried to yank the bars open, he thought because the cage was rusted that it wouldn't be that hard to break open. But that wasn't the case. Even though this cage looked like it was old and rusted, the metal that it was made of didn't want to budge a little bit. The bird leaned back as he used all of his force to try and pry this cage open, but it was no use. Plus even if he did get out of the cage, what would he do then? He knew that the Vulture had friends and they were probably watching him in the few dark places of this abandoned factory, enjoying the view. Or maybe they weren't enjoying the view, maybe the Vulture was paying them a high amount of cash to do this for him. But why? Why did this Vulture need the cops alive? and why was he about to put this bird, trapped in a cage, desperate for his life in this weird bubbling substance? Thinking of this caused the bird to stop pulling on the cage. He sighed as he stopped using his strength to try and open the cage that he was stuck in, letting the airflow back into his body. The smile on the Vulture's face deepened as he saw the bird try to escape the cage. The Vulture stood on his talons as he gripped an old piece of rope that was attached to the top of the heavy cage with the bird trapped inside it. The rope led into a hole on the top of the building and came out another hole not far from the one that the rope was put into originally. The Vulture remembered putting this hole here for this very purpose. After he did this he then tied the rope on top of the cage. Yes, this cage was heavy. But this Vulture was pretty strong and he could manage this. The body of the Vulture tensed up as he gripped the rope that was tied on top of the cage in his wings. This was a long piece of rope so it's not like he was going to run out of it. The Vulture loosened his grip on the rope a little bit, causing the cage to shake a little and slowly approach the weird white substance. The bird trapped inside the cage tumbled around a little bit as the vulture did this. A rush of adrenaline ran through the bird as the cage dropped slowly. He could feel the beating of his heart began to beat faster. The bird knew that the substance that waited beneath him didn't mean any good.
"Are they going to do the same thing to the rest of the cops," The bird thought to himself. He knew that the rest of the cops waited in a truck just outside the door where they had dragged him in. "Why did it have to be me first," The bird whimpered to himself. The vulture loosened his grip on the rope that he held a great amount this time, causing the cage to drop at a great speed. The bird felt a weird rush go out through his body when the Vulture did this. You know whenever you get into an elevator and it goes up, and then it goes down. Yea that feeling. The bird thought that this moment was going to be the last moment of his life. He prepared for the weird substance to devour him. But all of a sudden a change of moment stopped that cage from falling into the substance. The vulture gripped the rope again all of a sudden, causing the cage to shake side to side and stop falling. This caused the bird to fly against the back of the cage, hurting his back. Since the cage was falling at a good speed when the Vulture grabbed it the cage dragged him forwards as he stood on his talons. The vulture inhaled deeply as he held the rope, this took a lot of his energy away. The cage now hung around at the same level where the Vulture stood. And the Vulture stood pretty close to the hot, bubbling substance. The bird still laid against the back of the cage, stunned by the sudden change of movement. The bird shook his head side to side to try and fix his blurry. He tried to push himself back up to his talons but was stopped because of the pain in his back. He exhaled as he stopped trying to push himself up to his talons. The bird turned his head toward the direction of the Vulture. The Vulture still smiled at him.
"Why are you doing this," The bird asked the Vulture as he stared at his injured face. The Vulture didn't answer his question. He wouldn't understand his plan. A long moment of silence passed through the factory as the 2 birds stared at each other. The Vulture let do of the rope that was attached to the cage, causing it to fall into the hot substance. The Vulture's smile deepened as he did this. The cage began to sink into the substance. The substance rose past the bird's talons. He screamed in pain as the substance rose past his talons. He looked down at his talons. This stuff burned like hell. He knew that his life was over when this happened. He couldn't do anything to stop the burning pain. All he could do was accept it as the substance devoured him. The substance devoured his chest as it devoured his wings. Now he couldn't move his body at all. He could only move his head and his neck. But he wouldn't be able to move those for long. The substance slowly over his neck, devouring his neck as well. Now he couldn't move his head either. He closed his eyes as he accepted his fate. He couldn't do anything to get himself out of this. The substance rose over his head, it had devoured every single bit of him. The Vulture watched the bird get submerged in this substance that one of his friends had made. Seeing this brought joy to the Vulture. A loud bang echoed throughout the factory. This scared the Vulture a little. The vulture looked to the right to him. He noticed that Nigel had busted through the front door of the factory, and he had a male Toucan held captive with him. Rafael struggled with Nigel, but couldn't really do anything since his talons were chained and his wings were tied behind his back. Nigel kneed Rafael in the back with force, causing Rafael to drop to the floor of the factory. His knees rubbed against the small pebbles on the floor of the factory. The Vulture spread his wings and lifted himself off the ground as he flew over to Nigel. He landed in front of Rafael as his talons landed back onto the dusty floor of the factory. The Vulture looked down at Rafael.
"You got Nico's body right, "The vulture asked as he looked up at Nigel, the Vultures smile was now an angry expression. Nigel nodded at the Vulture in response. "Good," The Vulture said. The voice of the Vulture was a deep male voice. He looked back down at Rafael. Rafael looked up at the Vulture with an angry look on his face.
"So you're the one who killed Nico," Rafael said to the Vulture. Neither Nigel or the Vulture responded to the statement of the Toucan. All of a sudden, the Vulture punched Rafael across the face with extreme force, almost knocking Rafael out. This caused Rafael's head to hang low. The Vulture smiled viciously at Rafael, even though Rafael wasn't looking at him.
"Nico will pay for what he did to my loved one," the Vulture started talking to Rafael "And when I wipe all of the law form this city, everyone in this city will be my doll."
Author's note: I don't plan on ending this story any time soon, so if you're enjoying the story don't worry. Also, I said whenever I started this story that I would upload daily. I'm actually not going to have a consistent uploading schedule. This means that I will upload whenever I feel like it. Also, still not really sure what to do for part 3, so if you guys have any ideas that you would like to share, just let me know. Also, does anyone know any good M rated Rio stories that have a good storyline and are still being published today?
