CHAPTER FINALE

What is that?

A new Format?

Yes; I love reading stories with a centered format more than anything because it looks cooler and much more... amateur than professional. I know for a fact I'm only a editor and not a writer but I love to have fun with my format everyonce in a while.

A new story?

Oh... the irony of the ending chapters only having so few! But trust me that this story wasn't as thought out as the others; thus the short amount of chapters but fear not fellow Medication, for the rest of my stories for now on will either have more than Seven chapters because It's not fair that I have to cut down such a great story because of time restrictions. So I thought I'd make it up to you guys at the last chapter it will have the most progressive part in the story at all.

(THe next Story chapter will arrive shortly.)

I know it says about it bein g three parts; but the third one will be at the second book since I can't keep it at a three words and not even write anyhting. First of all I'll have it removed, second of all it's a striptease at you guys and I hate doing that. But it's jsut to troll you assholes.

:) Try not to hate me so much.

Here's a compensation of making such a great story end with a low note; a chapter on a weekday so when you get home from school, work, you're father's basement you can read a chapter of the Anti-Blupressants...

(All of my followers are forever Medication)

Here's some themes I've been listening to and I think it would work for each of character I've portrayed in this story.

Evil!Blu: My Immortal-Band Version (Evanescene)

SciFi!Blu: Stronger (Kayne West)

(Normal) Blu: Numb (Linkin Park)

Jewel: Wide Awake (Katy Perry)

Tiago: Till I Collapse (Eminem, Nate Ross)

Tinto: Bodies (Drowning Pool)

Bia: Hall of Fame (The Script, will. )

Carla: The Legendary Shanin (Area 11)

Magick: Sail {Feed Me's remix} (AWOLNATION)

Moon: Knightmare/Frame (Area 11)

Syrup: Lucky Strike (Maroon 5)

Carlos: Homies Unite (Stuck in Your Radio)

The Entire Story of Missing: A Reason to Live (J.T Machinima)

Part Two of Three

Part Two:
Breaking Bad
to
Break Even

Blu (First Person)

I couldn't believe what I was revealing; my eyes where glowing! GLOWING I TELL YOU! This is something that shouldn't happen in like... A THOUSAND YEARS! How the hell can I see in the dark; no matter the fact my pupils are glowing!My eyes are teal once more I suspect; I knew the routine now. I'm hallucinating. Yeah... that can be the only reason I feel like this; the only reason that this is happening has something to do with that bloody serum. Oh how the Serum has screwed me over.

-I need to stop with the accent...-

I was still hyperventilating as I rubbed my eyes silly with my wings and shaking my head violently; I did not expect to be this tired this quickly but then again I'm wide awake. I feel almost tired; as if I can't stand up straight for whole forest was spinning out of control like a topper was on a treadmill. I dropped on my feathers, my legs buckled. I coughed three times and I looked at the ground and blood was soaking the dried grass. The Crimson liquor taunted me with it's rude way of making me panic.

My throat was now buzzing; it's raw because of the coughing and the blood making my heart was producing at a very unnatural tempo and I now taste the familiar taste of copper and iron infuse. I felt my beak dripping and I swiped the crimson liquor off of my face. I felt my stomach gurgle what use to be Macedonian nuts.

I felt dizzy at the rate my blood is going; I stood up and looked around. I saw every color of the spectrum before actually regaining my sight... my glowing one to be exact. I rubbed my eyes and looked around once more, a sense of dread and paranoia filled the air around me as I kept turning my head. As if ,I had a seventh sense for danger.

This is madness; I don't feel safe... I don't feel to good. I gagged for a minute and I look around now and I breathed in the air, suddenly becoming hotter by the second. I felt my face, neck, talons even my blood feathers heat up. I sigh heavily as I began to calm down for a minute.. No amount of physiol or therapy will calm me down right now. No way.

The air was now becoming suffocating warmer, I felt my gag reflexes triple in working as I feel my throat beginning to spread painfully and my mouth began to water with fear of my breakfast coming up. I looked at the new moon in a desert attempt to regain my sanity; I found nothing but my thoughts and my now benignity tainting mind.

I shuddered out air and back in. I felt my liver churn with anger as I couldn't hold the inevitable. I felt my stomach flip upside down and I buckled down with my wings keeping me steady. I felt my strength slowly failing me as the compressed air, bubbling stomach acid, Macedonian nuts, I sighed heavily and panted. This isn't a great feeling to stay with. Nothing to be with everything that will harm everything in his systems will flare up and go to work.

"BELCH~" I vomited, holding my head painfully. I was growing a migraine and I didn't like it, it felt as if someone was pounding on my head desperate to get out. I shuddered one more time before I started to gag again until I vomited; this one came more easier but it still hurt like a bitch. I felt ym stomach bubble and churn regardless.

I kept my eyes closed shut and let my stomach calm down before looking at what I rejected from my body and I nearly fainted. I nearly had another heart attack as I came to learn it was a cocktail of slime and blood. Not saliva, SLIME! I don't even comprehend the fact I have blood in me! It's the slime that's demoralized me; I wanted to fly away right now.

I breathed in shakily and I stood up. I looked around and for a minute before my enhanced smell kicked it. I sniffed the air for it was winding down south. I pointed my beak towards the north, my eyes widen as I heard snarling; as if I haven't had enough problems already. I looked around me and I saw a wolf and a couple, surrounding me. It was a pack that seemed to have smelled my cocktail.

"Fuck..." I whispered, adrenaline filled my veins with it's energetic toxin and my 'pupils' widen. I felt my pupils heat up; I began to see things I thought I would never be able to do... I'm seeing Ultra Violent Rays! This isn't what I expected since my eyes just lit up glowing; now I'm seeing things that shouldn't even be able to be seen.

I grabbed my crowbar and they all charged me and I yelled something so random I thought I wouldn't say it ever again. Something I don't ever want to see again. I see them start to circle me and I gripped my crowbar and I felt my eye buzz. Something washed over me differently. Something that made me see red in a matter of minutes.

When I said seeing red; I wasn't kidding.

I had my vision around me orange; everything except me and my weapon of choice. I looked at the Five wolves surrounding me where outlined red. There was no texture, no eyes, no mouth. Just a red outline of heat. As if I was looking at them with thermionic vision; I felt rage course through my bones as I stared a them with this new... unquenchable blood lust. The more I look at them the more rage I feel.

That thing I yelled, was something that would mark the day I made my first real life slaying.

"Class is in session! BITCH!"

The suppose alpha male charged me with everything he had. I quickly raise my crowbar and placed a border between me and the male. I slammed my beak onto the male's nose and I heard a sharp yelp and the feeling of thick liquid coming on my beak. I feel him jump back and the next one up came to have a pick at me. I jumped to the side and I smacked him on the back of the skull with the crowbar and I heard a crack. I giggle as I flew up; used my talons to claw his ears into shreds. I feel the blood drip from my razor sharp talons. I licked my beak in a sultry motion as I see the wolf flee. I turned behind me to see they other wolves become nervous at my skill of combat.

To be honest I'm surprised myself. To fight like this must have taken years of training when I was in that cage; maybe mentality I was training myself for this day. I think it's something that has to do with dying and my eyes becoming teal? What did they put in that serum that mixed with the sexual drive that has changed my body? I... I'm confused. But now's not the time.

I swing my crowbar at one of them; I was pretty sure I will give the next one who charges a giant goose egg if I didn't give him a skull fissure first; I don't give a fuck about him or else I would be flying away. I saw the other one, obviously nervous, charge me quickly. I slammed my crowbar onto his eye and flew up and smashed blue painted weapon onto his head and I heard a manger crack. I took my talons and ripped out his jugular.

I then proceeded to bash his skull concave until he stopped bleeding, until he stopped twitching, until he stop whining, until he stopped breathing. I look at my work and I nearly laughed as the red outline vanished along with all of it's life. The brain and skull of the canine is complexly garnished. His eyes are nothing but pulverized white grapes of fear; his nose was smashed. Blood trinkled everywhere from his neck to his cavity of a head.

I looked up; and the wolves where terrorized; they had just watch their alpha male become a bitch in my little frenzy. I smiled wickedly at them, with almost lusty feeling in my systems. I stared at my reflection in their fear bathed eyes. I felt my tuft of feathers at my neck now lying down; I felt something strange there almost as if it was part of me that's missing. Something I need greatly before I can do anything else. Unknowingly I had just scathed the side of my face with the sharp end of my weapon.

I cut deep. Too deep to know it won't heal easily without scaring. Normally I would freak out...

Normally...

Normally...

Fuck being normal!

I looked on as the remanding wolves scattered and ran in different directions. Some went back home, probably, and some went to a whole new direction. They tripped over their paws and made every whimpering noise every time they even stop or I'm going to get them. Like a child scared of the boogeyman, they ran like crazy fear bewildering their minds.

Funny on what fear does to certain things...

Like me...

~Days Later~

Blu's Journal Point of View

My mind hit me harder than I could ever think.

I flew as fast as I could.

I didn't think on what I did.

I thought on what I didn't do. What I didn't do was not fly away.

I didn't think about the deaths I caused. I thought on why I didn't I run?

I thought about how I got myself in this situation.

Living happy in Minnesota, going to Rio, meeting the love of my life, many adventures, settling down, move to the Amazon, Living happy once more, move back for a summer, get sick find out news on how much toruble's going on, tried to go home, I stopped for a breather and look where I am.

A year and months later I soiled the relationship with my family, committed murder, going insane, changing my whole appearance.

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Jewel (First Person)

Never again.

I told myself.

I never have to do this again... for as long as my babies are alive and counting on me. As long as Blu is out there and suffering without me, as long as I have the will of a thousand suns to get my husband home and have a happily ever after. Just like the old times; like the old problems on how we would just deal with it. Grit out beaks and just roll with it; bite the dust coated rocket. This was something that would be like all the others we deal with as a family; Blu, the Children, Me...

This isn't like anything else... I don't have the will of a thousand suns..

I didn't dare look back at the past now. I couldn't turn back I didn't dare; I can't for I may pull out because I fear for my life... I think about that for a minute because I sounded selfish.

It's all for him. Everything I'm doing is to find him now; I have to cross this ocean to do so! I can't fail now for I may not get another opportunity like this. I only have one shot to do this so If I fail then.
I failed him, I failed my family, I failed Nigel. I fail on our marriage and that's something I refuse to do. I refuse to fail everything I knwo and love. Even if it kills me literally.

I prepped myself from the dock and I gave one last lok to Nigel who gave me the final nod I would ever see from him again. I open my wings and I take off for the last time in the Western Hemisphere. II turned back for a second to see a tear in Nigel's eyes. I smiled before looking back at the task ahead; flying towards the ocean. She didn't do any intense flying for she was conserving her energy.

Paradise: Edited (Cold Play)

"When I was just a girl
I expected the world
But it flew away from my reach
So he ran away in my sleep
Dreamed of para- para- paradise
Para- para- paradise
Para- para- paradise
Every time she closed her eyes
Whoa-oh-oh oh-oooh oh-oh-oh,"

"When I was just a girl
I expected the world
But it flew away from her reach
And the bullets catch in her teeth..."

-A/N I got lazy here.. :)- Jewel (First-Third Person.)

"Life goes on
It gets so heavy
The wheel breaks the butterfly
Every tear, a waterfall
In the night, the stormy night
She closed her eyes
In the night, the stormy night
Away she'd fly."

Jewel felt the turbulence mess her up; turbulence at this height? What kind of shenanigans is this?! There shouldn't be that kind of things at this height She sniffed the air and she realized; She was now caught in a storm. Jewel looked at the waters and feared for her life. She couldn't turn back, she's too far in the ocean to fly back. Jewel looked at the ocean and nearly went yeep. The waters where now raging harder than she expected. It's too late to go back or she'll be torn apart by the storm.

"If this is a hurricane; I have to go for the eye!" She flew faster than she could ever. The storms getting harder and bigger the more she got the core; the winds of the hurricane outmatched her flying skills by miles. It took her off course and she was sent logrolling into a random boat that was being lifted in the air by the winds. She smacked into it hard.

She nearly broke the hull. She nearly broke her back. She spat out blood and checked instinctively for any internal damage. As soon as she can't find anything she's going to fight the wind again. She sighed in relief when she didn't break her spine and she took off once more..

Only to slammed back into the boat.

She was tossed and turned, battered and bruised. She felt her beak and she felt sticky liquor; she looked a it and it was her blood mixed with the salty rain of the hurricane. She felt the futility of the boat get ripped in half. The hull only made with oak wood. It split and Jewel grabbed a plank and she was flung into the eye of the storm. She clung on the plank for dear life. She felt the water cover her and fill her senses she flipped herself over the plank and let herself drift.

She was bleeding; badly. It stung even more that she was in salt water. She knew sharks won't be in this kind of weather cause of the obvious. She laid there. Hoping to pass out before she exits the storm.

And dreamed of para- para- paradise
Para- para- paradise
Para- para- paradise
Whoa-oh-oh oh-oooh oh-oh-oh

""She dreamed of para- para- paradise
Para- para- paradise
Para- para- paradise
Whoa-oh-oh oh-oooh oh-oh-oh.

"La la la La
La la la"

"So lying underneath those stormy skies.
She said oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh.
I know the sun must set to rise."

"This could be para- para- paradise
Para- para- paradise
This could be para- para- paradise
Whoa-oh-oh oh-oooh oh-oh-oh."

"This could be para- para- paradise
Para- para- paradise
Could be para- para- paradise
Whoa-oh-oh oh-oooh oh-oh-oh."

"This could be para- para- paradise
Para- para- paradise
Could be para- para- paradise
Whoa-oh-oh oh-oooh oh-oh-oh."

"Oo-oo-oo, oo-oo-oo, oo-oo-oo
Oo-oo-oo, oo-oo-oo, oo-oo-oo"

~Days later~

Jewel opened an eye as soon as she felt the beeping of a heart monitor. She looked around her and she was attached out a HV cord filling her with morphine ment for birds. She felt her back covered with gauze and her wing in a splint. She looked aorund her and saw cages ment for medical purposes. She wasn't in them; for she was in a tiny bed. What were humans making now a days? She let her heart beat for a minute before sitting up.

She saw a Blue-Grey Parakeet on the side of her bed sleeping. She looked to another to see a Spix Macaw, female. She was slightly hoping it was Blu but she noticed the lighter feathers, the distinct notice for a female. She rolled her eyes and sighed gruelingly. She looked under her to see a brown, giant, eye meet her. Then a tail wagging like crazy.

THUMPTHUMPTHUMPTHUMPTHUMPTHUMPTHUMPTHUMP

"YOURUP!OHMYGODHIYOU'VEBEENUNCONIOUSFORACOUPLEOFDAYSNOW!KMYNAMEISMAGICKWHAT'SYOURS?!" She barked, yep it was a dog. Unlike Luiz it wasn't slobbering everywhere... Excuse her, SHE was obviously the excited one. This 'Magick' went crazy because of the slightest yawn Jewel has made. She nervously stroked her neck with her wing and cleared her throat. Trying to be as tactful as possible because this dog was about twice, thrice, even quadruple her size.

"I'm... Je-"

"NOWAIT! Don't tell me..." The dog thought for a minute, "Walter White?"

"What? 'How did you get that out of a J?"

"Jessie James?"

"No.."

"Jess?"

"Not even close."

"Bejeweled?"

"Close..."

"Pretty Bird?"

"What the fu-"

"JEWEL!" The dog yelped, waking up the sleeping grey-blue parakeet form his restful slumber.

He hopped down, opened his cage, and angrily looked at Magick. Obviously raged that he had to wake up for something as stupid as it seems. He had a mediocrity vein popping in his forehead; he flapped his wings and swore quietly.

"Do you mind, dog?! I'm trying to get some sleep!" He grouched,

"Ah , hush Syrupy!" Magick teased.

"SYRUP!" The Parakeet hissed. He flapped his wings undignified and looked at Jewel; an apologetic look on his face.

"I'm sorry for my friends' RECKLESS attitude." He explained, to which Jewel had a manga style sweat drop appear behind her head. She looked at Magick before looking at Syrup. She smiled and offered a wing. "It's okay.. I don't really mind."

"With that being said; I should get Lucky." The Parakeet stood up, "Manny as he likes to be called is the one whose taken care of you!" He quickly added. He took off into the room and just left Jewel with the Dog.

MAgick was just busy away sniffing at Jewel like crazy and just plain old stared at her. She had a excited glance in her giant, beautiful brown eyes. She gave one giant yawn, showing her blunted but hard teethe unsuspectingly showing out threateningly. She stopped and sat down on her haunches. She gave Jewel a lick on the beak; Jewel couldn't help but giggle like a chick whose been tickled by a uncle. Because that was the only sign of affection she had in a while other than a bird. OR birds she didn't like.

Jewel smiled and waited for Syrup to come back; he came back with a tall man. He was obviously not Brazilian but he was Hispanic; something tells Jewel African American as well but she didn't comment on his race. He held a flashlight and he checked her eyes. He looked at Syrup and he finally spoke. His voice was rich and deep. But not deep enough for no treble. He spook like a man whose been through heaven and hell. Humble and intelligent.

"Syrup; give me a needle..."

"Aye sir!" Syrup flew to a counter and came back he gave the sharp object to the human and he turned back to Jewel. She didn't look at him for she was only conern about the needle.

"Relax, I'm checking your blood." He said,

"No! How do I know that you won't poison me?"

"Well, I've treated your wounds. Gave you a safe place for the week, let you recover, give you morphine. Why would I go through all the effort to just give you laundry detergent?"

"I don't... YOU UNDERSTAND ME?!"

"Yes; haven't you heard the news? Spain has this new device that allows us to understand animals..." Lucky used this opportunity to inject her with the needle and quickly sip her blood into the vial then take it out before she even suspected a thing.

"Ow!"

"You knwo that didn't hurt until you saw the needle!" Lucky teased, placing the bandage off of her. "Your healed; you can go!" He opened a window. "No cost; I'm not a vet anymore."

"Thanks... Thanks to you guys I barely know..."

"Hope to see you again when your not unconcious!"

"Why are we letting her go? She just woke up minutes ag- OW!" Magick whimpered,

"Shut up!" Syrup warned,

To make things short;

Jewel flew for the next hours. and rested in a warehouse. On;y for the door to be opened a hour and a crowbar hitting the floor."

"Blu?!"