Rio: Infected Part 1

'The first story in the Infected trilogy. Blu defeted Nigel, saved his friends, and now Blu has mated with Jewel, a happy ending! At least, that's what they thought. Rated M for slight Violence.'

Part 1: The Chase
Rio, the party capital of the world, and home to some of the best sights to see. It was also the home of our favorite spix macaws, Blu and Jewel, who had recently carried out their goal and mated; but that's not yet important to our story, for right now, other matters require attention. All seemed so happy, so peaceful, throughtout the day, but that, was only what it seemed.

Through the large jungles of Rio, a young Lear's macaw was flying at a large speed, for someone was chasing him from behind. No, not smugglers, not poachers, but another bird. The Lear's macaw was already flying as fast as he could, but it just wasn't enough, for the other bird was gaining, and the Lear's macaw was losing speed.

The Lear's macaw was about 19 years old, with twix brown eyes, he had a decent amount of mustle, a deep mature voice, and was tall as a bird his age should be, his name was Rached.

Now, running away was not natural for someone like Rached, for he was a fighter, who would never back down; but his home was recently invaded, his beloved little brother had gone missing, and his parents murdered right before his eyes, with contraptions he never saw before.

Rached would do anything if he could see his little brother again, for he was now the only only sliver of family he had left, but he also wondered: How did all of this happen? '''Where did they come from? Why was he running like a coward? What were those machines they used to kill his mother and father? And who was chasing him now? '''

Rached was trying to figure all of this out when suddenly, the other bird came out of nowhere, caught his neck in her right talon and pinned him to a tree, the other bird was a light blue, and she wore a yellow vest with the purple decepticon logo on the back, the vest also had a hood, so Rached couldn't see her eyes; the bird was a macaw like him, but he couldn't tell what kind scince he never saw a macaw with that specific color before, her name was Samantha.

Samantha: Did you actually think you could get away from me that easlily?

Her voice was mature, and for some reason, had a small robotic texture to it, but Rached didn't care about that for the moment.

Rached: My brother! where is he?!

Samantha: Oh, don't don't worry about him, he's escaped, for now. I'll bring him to you once we find him.

And with that, Samantha positioned Rached's neck and rammed a sleeping dart through it, causing him to whince in pain, and knocking him out for what would be several hours.

When Rached woke up, he was lying on a bed that was made to fit his size, and he was in a parrot sized bedroom, with nothing more than a bed, a television, a shelf with a clock on it, and a mirror. Rached did not yet know how a TV worked, so he simply left that for now, and looked into the mirror, but when he saw his reflection, he became even more shocked, confused, and scared that ever before in his life. His feathers were no longer metalic blue, but a pretty dark red, his eyes were crimson red, with a resemblance to a sith, and his legs were dark tan. He looked away from the mirror and to his wings, and sure enough, his fethers were dark red. Rached looked to where a sudden noize was heard, and saw what was the door opening, Samantha entered the room, her hood over her face, her evil smile, and a black vest in her left wing. Rached looked at her with anger and hatred at what she did to him, and he wanted answers.

Rached: You. What have you DONE TO ME?!!

Rached charged at her, but when he attempted a punch, she blocked it, grabbed his left leg in her right talon, and flipped him on his back.

Samantha: Now, now. It's not polite to attack a lady, learn some manners. Anyway, you want to know what happened? well i'm afraid you can't know just yet, but you will when you've been here longer.

Then she dropped a black vest to rached, and he caught it in his wing.

Samantha: Now then, as much as i'd like to explain everything, I already told you that you'd learn as the years when by.

Rached: So basically, what your trying to tell me is-?

Samantha: This is your home now, but don't worry, there are many others here, you should make some good friends here and there, you can even do things that you've seen humans do. Now if you'll excuse me, I have some things to take care of, have fun.

And with that samantha left, and Rached was alone. From seeing how Samantha (Sam for short) had put her vest on, he did so the same, and with that, Rached went ouside his new room, and into the new enviroment.

Rached gazzed at what seemed incredible to him, he was in what appeared to be some sort of large building, similar to an aviary, but everything was a little more protected, and the building itself was almost as tall as a skyscraper. Larger birds such as hawks or eagles were guarding the entrances that would eventually leed Rached to freedom, and they each had their own weapon that could fit their size; guns blades, explosives, they had it all. Birds were everywhere in the building, and they all had their own vest, with their own desired logo on it, and even their own design and color. Rached remembered that he didn't have a logo or special design, but he of course was new here. Seeing so much that was needed to be explored, Rached straightened his new vest, and took his first stepps into what would be his life for a long time.

Chapter 2: Six years later...
Six years after Rached's abduction, he adapted to the new life better than he could have expected, now his still black vest had recieved a white zipper on the center, a pocket on the right, two orange stripes on the bottom, and a red Skrillex logo on the back. Aside from his vest, Rached now had a blue lightning tatoo that covered his left wing, he became highly addicted to mountain dew and bud light, and he had taken up smoking. Aside from all this, he was granted a large knowledge of guns, and knew everyone, real and syfy alike; he was also a Star Wars fanatic, and read every book of the sith he could, and played multiple shooting games, such as call of duty, halo, and mass effect. He also loved dubstep, and listened to it almost every day, almost.

As the 25 year old macaw went down the guarded corridors and halways with a half-empty bottle of dew, he stopped at a certain room, and knocked.

Rached: Hey, Tony! Open up! It's Rosh!

Who is Tony you ask? tony is Rached's little 15 year old brother, he was abducted shortly after Rached was, but he was able to see how their feathers and eyes were changed. You see, when a bird becomes... infected, they have a needle placed in their neck, changing the color of their feathers, eyes, legs, and even giving them an elemental power, but it also cut off their pulse and heartbeat, giving no solid proof that any of them were living creatures. When Tony was infected, his feathers became a royal blue color, his hershy brown eyes aqua blue, and his legs a slight greyish blue. While Tony in character was kind hearted, he was also smart mouthed, and would give witty insults that would get him into trouble with others. Like his brother, he loved dubstep, and would occasionaly listen to several techno artists.

Soon enough, Rached could hear the door unlocking, and Tony opened the door, his zipperless vest was black like his brother's, and it had the angry Newgrounds logo with a gold outline so one could see the eyebrows and mouth, he also had a bysicle helmet on his head.

Tony: Hey Rosh! what's up man?

Rosh: Just came to check up on my little bro, that's all.

Tony: Oh, okay. Hate to uh, crack your bottle there, but I was going to go somwhere myself.

Rached took a glug from his large soda bottle, and put the cap back on.

Rosh: Ah, I see. I actually wasn't planning on staying long, I just wanted to give ya this.

It was a small keychain that had the halo noble team logo on it, Tony had recently watched Rosh play the game, and found the symbol cool, so Rosh desided to get it for him.

Tony: Thanks, dude.

Rosh: My pleasure.

Upon putting the keychain in his vest pocket, he closed his door, and headed out. Rached watched as his little brother went out of sight, then he finished his soda, and put a cigarette in his beak.

Tony walked for at least two minutes, and reached another door, but unlike the other doors, this door had claw marks on it, the kind that could only be made from a talon. This was the home of Tony's best friend John, but unlike others, John had a very violent personality, and would only play video games that had extra blood in them, such as deadspace.

Tony knocked on the door and waited a few seconds before the scottish accent of his dear friend was heard.

John: Who are you and what do you want?

Tony: Open it up tough guy, your under arrest for violent transaction on the yellow one.

John, recognizing the smart mouthed tone opened the door. John was a cool purple color, and was 16 years old, he had a white vest with a large black and silver stripe on the front, and a blood red cross on the back, which was meant to be a resemblance to Ivan the terrible.

His eyes were a bit different than others, while his left eye was dark blackish brown, his right was pure gold; there was actually a different reason for this: you see, after he was infected, two female russian twins who served as high ranking officers to Sam kept him held down, and raped him with scalpels, ripping out his right eye and scarring his face in the process.

After these events, he recieved the violent personality as I have already mentioned, and held a large vendetta against these 2 twins, and swore revenge on them. In spite of all this, he now had a large pain tolerance.

John: Tony, my friend. Whassup?

Tony: Hey dude, how ya doin?

John: Awsome, come on in, got the yellow one over too.

The yellow one was Tony's other friend, who was 15, like Tony: Craig. Now unlike John, Craig was calm, cool, and collective with his time. He (as you obviously already know), is bright yellow, with peridot green eyes, and a plain black vest with the Star Wars rebel alliance logo on the back.

Craig: Hey Tones.

Tony: Hey.

While the three of them began their visiting time, another visit was taking place elsewhere, with three younger boys.

The oldest of these boys was Ethen. Ethen was white and 13 with a light tan vest, it had a black zipper, pockets on bothe sides, and three red strippes side by side, a green dollar sign logo, and grey legs. Ethen had pale blood red eyes, but in spite of this, he was a very kind hearted child, and his friends trusted him.

The second youngest was a 12 year old named Patrick. Patrick was bright green, and had a light grey vest that had a black zipper, and a green modern warfare 3 logo on the back, he also sported a brown kapa cap, and brown legs. Patrick had ice blue eyes, and the top of his head was orange.

The youngest of these three was Jesse. Jesse was an 11 year old orange macaw with a black vest, sky blue eyes, a red sailors cap, and dark tan legs; Jesse's vest had a yellow zipper with pockets on the bottom, and a lego logo on the back.

as you have read, you might believe that they are happy, but their not. No these poor birds are each kept in what they call a prison, for you see, these birds are like Jewel, they live for freedom, and the sky. But this is not anything of the sort; but if you think that the story ends here, you've got another thing coming.

What you have all read are the bios' of the main characters in this new trilogy, but there are still more to come, including one that you are already familiar with...

Chapter 3: The Newcommer
Now that we've met most the new main characters, let's take a break, and return to Rio where our two favorite spix macaws have spent their time together. Blu and Jewel had just mated with eachother the night before, and were both very exsausted from the events before.

Jewel was the first to wake up, and after she finished stretching, she looked at Blu, who was stirring. She calmly approached her lover and kissed both his eyelids, causing him to wake up.

Jewel: Good morning, Blu.

Blu: ...*yawn* Good morning Jewel.

After Blu got up and stretched, they both took flight, and went to find breakfast. While in flight, neither of them knew that they were being watched by a spesific, light blue macaw.

Samantha: Well, well, well. Jewel, it seems that she found true love after all. Tom, you know what to do.

Tom was an old friend of Sam's, and was the only one she could trust with kidnapping. Tom was light grey with purple eyes, a black vest with a silver zipper and ailen logo, and green legs, he also had a black neckerchiff and grey stalking cap.

Tom: Which one should i take?

Sam: Get the male, I don't to harm Jewel...physically.

Hearing this, Tom secured his neckerchiff, and took flight. Blu and jewel arrived at their usual eating spot, and shared a mango, with each other. After eating, they were about to take flight when they noticed Tom flying above them.

Blu: Uh, Jewel, what kind of bird is that?

Jewel: I-I dunno, i've never seen a macaw with that color before.

Blu: It's heading to the Redeemer statue, we should check it out.

Jewel: Right behind ya.

Upon taking flight, they followed Tom, who was fully aware of them. Surley enough, he landed on the head of the Redeemer statue, with Blu and Jewel landing behind him.

Tom just simply looked out at the horizen, and then turned to face the couple.

Tom: ya shouldn't have followed me, kids.

Jewel: Hey, we don't want trouble, we just wanna see your color is all.

Tom: What, never seen one of me before?

Blu: No, not really. Um, what are you wearing?

Tom: If i were you, i'd be more concerned of what I'm holding.

The two lovebirds looked at his wings and saw him holding tranquilizer guns. Jewel did not know this, but Blu, who had lived with humans knew perfectly well. Tom fired, and without hesitation, Blu jumped in front of Jewel. At least five darts were put in his stomach, and he passed out.

Jewel: Blu!

Before Jewel could react, she felt a dart go in her side, and she passed out as well.

Samantha came to Tom's side in a flash, smiling athis sucsess.

Samantha: Nice job.

Tom: Thanks.

Let's get the male back to new york.

When Blu woke up, he found himself strapped to a table in a dark room, with Sam meters from him. Blu was able to see that his wingstips had become armoured with claws, you see, Tom had purposly broken his wingtips for fun, and to see what his reaction would be.

Samantha: So, your the one who mated with Jewel, Blu is it? It's nice to meet you.

Samantha removed her hood, revealing her face to look exactly like Jewel's, she also had a red neckerchiff.

Samantha: I'm Samantha, Jewel's twin sister. And scince you mated with her, i'll just do the pleasure of raping you myself.

It was then Blu felt a needle go through his neck, and after it was removed, he could feel pain going through his whole body. The only thing he could do before Sam ran the knife in his side was screem in pain and fear.