Part One of Three: The Ocean the Defines us.

Part One:

Splitting Up,
To Find You.

~Two days later~

Jewel (Third Person Limited)

If would have you told Jewel that she would feel bad about leaving Nigel, she'd rip out your tongue and beat you with it you right then and there. Stripping you of all of your feathers and call you and your mother a dirty lying piece of scum out of the bottom of a fungus tree root. It took longer than Jewel had planned to get near the shore, because Birds only have a good sense of scale before being wondrous on how far it really is.

While there she had company from someone she never expected; Nigel. Yes the same Nigel that has wronged Blu and Jewel back in Rio and almost killed Blu has helped Jewel from the harsh weather of the South American Climate to North America.

They have flown, or rather in Nigel's sake, jumped, up north. Either in hopes to get to the farthest beach Northrup, or Canada. The closest they got was North Carolina, they plan on making it to Virginia by tomorrow morning. By then they rested in Tennessee until night breaks so they can settle for the night. Tomorrow was the day the last stretched was made. As said earlier, better late than never.

"Ahh... The clean, crisp air of the wild. A place a bird shouldn't be because of hunters..." Nigel sighed, walking next to Jewel.

"Isn't hunting illegal though?" Jewel asked, raising a metaphoric eyebrow.

"Not in this country, permitted you got a licence to kill." Nigel explained, "It's a sport to them.

"Sport?!" Jewel exclaimed, "Our life is a game to them!?"

"Yes and no. There's rules to this kind of thing; they can't hunt without a permit and if they do without said they get in trouble."

"Are we going to be hunted?"

"We're fair game if they can't tell the difference from a blue bird to a protected Macaw." Nigel replied darkly,

Jewel gulped, She hovered above Nigel worriedly.

"Are there any today?" She asked,

"No, we're not that far into the hunting zone." Nigel replied. "Come on." Nigel waved a wing. "Let's get to the beach as fast as we can, the sooner we get you on a boat the better.

"How do we get a boat?" Jewel asked,

"We steal one, put the brick on the acceleration and don't stop until it's out of gas." Nigel cackled, "You fly from there; like the strong bird you are."

Jewel sighed, knowing this would be difficult she looked at Nigel, "This is going to be very difficult, isn't it?" That's the one thing out of anything she thought she would never say to him. "I might drown just trying to get off the shores.

"Get over it, you're only flying a few distances before you reach European ships." Nigel rolled his eyes, no sympathy shown what so ever.

It's funny on how much awkwardness these two generate. Thee two weren't meant to be with each other so it's obvious on how much coldness filled the space between the two. But Jewel has given some sympathy towards the insanely depressed Cockatoo; almost as if she watched her older brother be punished for something she did.

It pained her to see her weird 'brother figure' in a way that wouldn't have touched such a sensitive feeling she felt when she was with Roberto. In a way like a dysfunctional family.

Blu (Third Person Limited)

Blu finally got his eyes to calm down, and his brain relaxed. He was no longer feeling angry, but depressed now. His eyes now brown again; he laid in his nest in a zombie mood. He cuddled with his trusty crowbar; the warmth from his body was radiating off of the wedging tool. Making a substitute for a actual body. Or a person, or a mate. Oh how he missed Jewel.

Yeah, he was missing the soft embrace of his mate. Blu sighed, stroking the base of the blue painted weapon; He missed Jewel quite badly. But he needed answers from her. And something from those three hunters...

The hunters...

Yes, the hunters need a lesson. A punishment from him; not necessarily death but something so they remember not to mess with him or his... what's left of his family probably... Ah... this is confusing. He didn't even though if Tinto saw them dead with his own ghostly eyes or not! So how does he know if his children are dead in the first place?!

That didn't matter now, all that Blu is now concern about is not going crazy from not talking to anyone. He lifted a head and decided to walk for a minute; taking a liking to stretch his legs. He climbed down the tree he was staying in and landed; finally touching the cool, dead grass and Blu sighed finally having something other than blazing hot touching him.

The Spix Macaw sheathed the crowbar and tucked his wings. He took a step forward to the west and made a trek, following Jewel's advice to follow the stairs; he made sure the North Star was always to his right wing. He kept walking for about a few minutes.

Blu sighed, his eyes started to water from the wold wind biting at his beak. Since when has it been this cold?

Blu chuckled.

"I guess I'm not use to the cold; after being in the Amazon he was use to warm and humid nights to appose to the cold and dry ones..." Blu said, to his crowbar deciding if he's gone crazy he might as well make a friend other than Tinto. He hummed into his new friend. He blushed and chuckled nervously; as if the crowbar made a dirty joke.

"C'mon; let's keep it PG..." He scolded.

"..."

"Well? Shall we continue on our walk?" He asked, trying to make the pervy wedge shut up.

He heard something in the distance; but ignored it. deeming it too pointless to continue horrifying about it; probably some dogs in their pens at the full moon. Speaking of the moon; Blu looked a tthe sky and saw the moon... or not... It's a new moon. That scared Blu for a minute before realizing; it's dark but he's able to see. He notice that the other trees where dark until his pupil looks at them with great intensity.

He stuck one leg to the side and kept his wind to the other. He noticed the leg was glowing when he looked at it; but in the corner of his eye he didn't see his wing glowing.

He looked at the tree his wing was at and gasped. He helot the crowbar and looked at the grey end of it. His eyes where teal once more buyt there was glare coming out of it.

"I have night vision?!"

Tiago (First Person Limited)

~Two days after Jewel Left~

"It's been two days since Mom's been gone... do you think she left too?"

"No! Mom never left us!"

"..."

"Come on, Tiago! Aren't you ever going to say a word?"

"What good would it change? It's not like our wondering's going to do anything!"

They flinched, but one shake of the head was enough for Tiago to answer both of his siblings that he did not care about their feelings at the gave sympathetic looks and awkwardly looked the other way; their brown eyes dissuading them from his hardhat stare.

He was done talking until he got answers from him, Refusing to even think his name aloud. Roberto if you where wondering. Tiago suffered the worst the first week Blu was gone; his own father has either died or abandoned his family. It angered him to no ends like a artillery shell not knowing what happened to the bird who taught him to be both domestic and wild.

Tiago made a vow to speak defiantly and investigate where his father has gone until either he finds the grave Blu was buried in, Blu is found in another female's nest or half dead in the middle of... Africa maybe. No one knew where he went; it's like he vanished. Poof. Never to be gone or seen again.

made one look to the side and notice Roberto making his way to the hollow nest inside.

"No luck..." He said, with a sad frown.

"..." Tiago groaned, obviously they weren't looking hard enough. Tiago made his leave into his own room; regardless of the calls Roberto and his siblings. Tiago looked around in his room before making his way to his contraband mirror and Swiss Army Tool he swiped from the fanny pack.

He took notice that he's grown taller over the year, his underfunded wings has grown out. He smiled; this should help with the private investigation. He should be able to fly faster in case he get's caught by his two meddling siblings.

Tonight was the night he was ready to make his move. HE had only one chance to do this since Roberto refused to let any of them leave without being eyed carefully or supervised. Every week he would trust them three for privacy and spend some time with a Crimson Macaw. Yeah it's not aloud but the tribe leader didn't care. Roberto was his right hand man and would trade Blu as a mate for Jewel in a triple heartbeat.

Tiago settled in his nest and rolled over to the wall; not wanting to see anyone else.

~Hours later~

Tiago opened a eye and suffered Sleep Paralyzes until he felt movement in his wings. He waited until the adrenaline from his Extreme Fear side effect. He snorted silently; enough waiting for a crucial miracle to happen so his family can come home safe. Enough waiting for Blu to come back Enough of waiting for Jewel to find him or anything like that.

He's going to the last known location he was on, he pray hear from some curious falcons who didn't see the last part who went to go get help as soon as they saw blood. Tiago stood up and listened to his siblings snoring for a bit before taking off quickly and silently. There is no room for error; his mistakes may cost him his one and only chance to find the truth what happened to Blu or die trying.

Tiago flown to Blu's last known location, Rio quite quickly. He's had experience getting to Rio faster by truck and it only takes him a fraction of the time flying, A our appose to five. Tiago landed and chirped, as a warnign to anyone below him.

"Let's get to work..." Tiago said and he took a quick survey of the field. Can't be a wolf or a dog... Tiago decided; there would be a dead father before him. hummed and grunted at everything he's saw out of context. No shell casing... A blood trail leading to the city. Tiago shook his head; no point on going there if he would find nothing. Mud prints; they trended heavily as if they where in no hurry to get out of there and didn't bother making a cover.

He had only one lead and that was a blood trail and a feather, foot prints in the mud laid in his wake. Tiago studied them before confirming his suspicions: Hunter boots; so it's either Blu has been caught by hunters to be used as a trophy or sold... Or entreated to a one way trip to a hunter's belly.

Since there wasn't any shell casings; Tiago guessed the former.

Tiago struggled to recreate the scene; until he saw blood on a branch and broken leaves and flowers at the base of the tree. There hasn't been any wind what so ever so Tiago took the opportunity to use that factor into the equation.

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

Yes... it's making sense now... Blu has been bird-napped and now used either as a trophy or a selling division. Tiago made the only logical observation of it; he was hunted he didn't abandoned them. Now the only question now is where is he? It's now coming together; if he can find all of the clues Jewel had left he can follow Jewel into Blu. She'll lead him right to him.

"Great; another reason to think diabolically..." Tiago chuckled at his own joke. He thought for a minute; Who would know anything about Jewel's last known location now?

"Hmmm..."

Maybe that one crazy bird? Nigel? Tiago has heard stories about him from Blu and Jewel when he first saw him two years ago; maybe he can be a help? Tiago has no quarrel with said cockatoo so why shouldn't he help him?

Time to make a trek to another perilous journey!

#Dernsure Three Chapters remaining.

Homework: Draw Blu with glowing teal eyes! Get Sci-Fi!Blu trending! :) Also the Head cannon of Tiago becoming a Detective! Detective!Tiago