Author's Notes:

Hello, everyone, welcome to Arc 2 – The Revenge Game, which is probably the most confusing title within the lineup of stories. I am very sad to say that many people actually did not understand the meaning behind the phrasing of the Arc. Arc 2 is all about Nigel and his desire for revenge against Blu, who he blames for the injuries he suffered at the end of the movie. Now sheered clean from his feathers, aside from his face, and wings, he has joined forces with the Dark Robed Society as one of their many members and has hatched up a scheme that may spell trouble for our Blue Macaw friends.

His intentions are a very wicked one. Holding nothing back this time, he intends to kill Blu, rip every feather from his body, and create a brand new stunning coat for himself. Sadly, Nigel has never really been my favorite villain by any stretch of the imagination, but he certainly was fun to write. I got to show a more commanding and sadistic side that really couldn't be shown within the movies… for obvious reasons… creating pain and misery is almost a game to him, and he intends to enjoy every second of his revenge. The only question now, is, will Blu survive against the sadistic cockatoo?


Somewhere close to where the land and sky fuse, the sun cast a soft vibrant mixture of orange and scarlet as it slowly set upon the horizon. The warm summer day was drawing to a close. Everything across the borders of the Blue Bird Sanctuary seemed to stand still as it became lost forever in time. Fireflies hovered through the air, blinking their pale translucent bodies as they searched for their mates. Crickets chirped as the sky darkened and the first glimpse of night descended upon the Earth. These were the signs of the times at hand.

For the first time in months, the Rainforest was at peace. Blu breathed inwards as he stood perched upon a lone branch. With his wings folded close to his body, he let his feathers rustle in the gathering breeze. The feeling of tranquility swept across his entire being as he stood motionless, his eyes closed, and a small smile blanketed upon his face. He had read of several moments like this during his time with Linda, but he had never experienced such a thing firsthand. His mind seemed to dwell upon one of his favorite memories, which only caused his smile to deepen.

It had been on an evening very similar to this, that he had been on a trolley cart. He had tried to tell Jewel that he loved her. It had also been that same evening that they had shared their first kiss when he had jumped from an airplane to die alongside her, only to find out that against all odds, he could fly. Now his life had changed forever. He stood triumphantly over three of the worst villains he had ever met, all of whom had tried to do him and Jewel harm. The first was the evil cockatoo Nigel, who longed to sell them to God knows where. The second was Amber, who longed for revenge against her sister, Jewel, then finally Roger, who had masterminded the events of their entire lives. Three years had passed since the day of Amber's sacrifice. He was married to the love of his life. He was the father of three beautiful hatchlings. He now lived in the grotto just outside of the city limit of Rio, and even Linda had moved on to become a ranger for the Blue Bird Sanctuary. In the end, all of this had brought him closer to his wife. He had survived the worst things he had ever experienced, and it was these moments that Blu cherished the most. Standing as he remained lost in thought, he failed to hear the sounds of talons scraping against the tree bark.

"Good evening, Pet," a familiar voice called out to him. "Enjoying the evening, are we?"

Blu jumped with fright. His eyes shot open. As his talons descended back upon the bark, he turned to stare at the beautiful Spix's macaw female. Standing eye to eye, he stared into hers a little mischievously. He knew full well that she could read his response like an open book and that she had noticed the smile on his face. He could hide nothing from her, not that he wanted to, anyway.

"Uh, good evening, Jewel." Blu stumbled, swatting a bug that flew across his beak.

Jewel stared at him curiously for a few moments, her head cocked to one side with her beak hanging ajar as he continued to swat at the bug. She shook her head as she noted the almost awkward nature which fell upon him. She lowered her head, blushing as she realized how much she enjoyed seeing him like this.

"What brings you out this far, Blu?" she asked, her eyes narrowing as she gauged for his reaction. "You weren't daydreaming again, were you? I swear, I always seem to catch you doing that and you never tell me just what you are imagining."

Blu shook his head and tried his best to keep himself sounding smooth and confident.

"I don't daydream, I just enjoy staring at the sunset. I never really had time to see it back in Moose Lake. There was too much pollution and smog and…" Blu's voice trailed off as he noticed the sarcastic look simmering in the female's eyes. Her wicked smile never leaving her face as she listened to her mate's explanation of his actions.

"Uh-huh, you know I don't believe you, right? I have never once heard you say a single bad thing about Tinysota, and yet, you are now talking about smog and pollution. Come on, tell me the truth. You were daydreaming about the time we met, weren't you?"

Blu nodded, his bright blue feathers turning red as he blushed.

"I knew it," Jewel's voice rang out confidently. "You were daydreaming, and it was about me. You're lucky, because if you had really come out to watch the sunset, I would have tanned your nerdy butt. You left the children unattended again."

Blu lowered his head a little sheepishly. He peered away as his eyes widened. "I'm really sorry about that, Jewel. I really didn't think I was that far away from the nest. I was keeping an ear out for them, but I just needed to have some me time." Blu watched Jewel's smile fade from her face. She nodded her head in understanding and lowered herself upon the branch.

She sighed. "I know the children can be a bit of a handful," she admitted, "Believe me, the boys are growing into little devil spawns… and Rose… she has the angst of a normal female macaw with a slight hint of her father's intelligence. However, the time will come when you will have to learn how to take your responsibilities seriously. We need to work together to raise the children the right way. You know that, don't you?"

Blu shuddered as Jewel's words struck him in the heart. His eyes narrowed; his head lowered as he wiped a solitary tear from his eye. "Are you saying that I don't know how to take care of our children?" he asked, "I lived without both of my parents, until the day that I met Linda, I had no one, then I met you and everything swung full circle. I am trying to be a good father to the best of my abilities."

"You're a good father, Blu." Jewel smiled, "Really, I don't know what we would do without you."

Blu's face brightened slightly at the compliment, but he knew deep down that she was only saying that to make him feel better.

"Hey," Blu nudged Jewel playfully with his wing, "It's not so bad, at least I left Rose in charge."


Rose cocked her head to the left as she peered down at Buster and Kinski who added the finishing touches to the small rocket, which when lit would fly into the sky and create a massive series of explosions.

"Are you sure, this is powerful enough?" she asked eyeing the small wick that would activate the ignition sequence.

Buster nodded, pulling out a box of matches that he had stolen from his father. A wicked smile appeared upon the end of his face.

"Oh yeah," he grinned, "It'll go up into the air for sure, followed by a bang and a boom and a kablamo!"

Kinski who was the mute child with big ideas and very few words mimicked Buster's explosive display, acting out the explosions with his wings. His tongue stuck out of his mouth as he concentrated on the added effects.

Rose backed away, folding her wings together. "Okay then, I suppose we're ready for launch. Light the fuse."

Buster struck the match against the strike pad and lit the match. He approached the rocket and lit the string. It was at that moment that Blu and Jewel fluttered down to the ground eyeing them suspiciously.

"And just do you guys think you're doing?" Blu asked, snatching the matchbook, "You should know that these things are dangerous. Do you remember the last time when you lit my entire beak on fire?"

Kinski nodded his head, re-enacting the moment when Blu had realized that the fire had reached his eyebrows. He ran around for a few moments before jumping into the nearest pond. Blu cocked his head, watching his son's display, not realizing that Buster had intentionally tied his leg to the rocket. The three kids watched the fuse slowly tick down to the base. Within seconds it shot up into the sky taking Blu with it. The three chicks watched the rocket fly as high as it could possibly go before it finally exploded in the sky in six different colorful blasts. Jewel peered up into the sky. A sly smile appeared upon the end of her beak.

"That is so cool," she laughed, moments before Blu landed on the ground in front of her. "Now Blu," Jewel leaned in with a rather amused and satisfied smile, "what have you learned?"

Blu twitched and shuddered as his burnt and blackened body trembled upon the ground.

"Don't leave Rose or either of the boys in charge." He groaned, sticking his tongue out of his mouth. "Also don't go anywhere without checking to see if they have stolen any of my possessions."

Jewel nodded her head, helping her husband up from the ground. "You know, I really like that second one."

The three kids huddled together, kicking their talons across the ground innocently. Their eyes widened and cheerful smiles appeared on the ends of their beaks as they painted the picture of cute innocent little children.

"You know, they do, do that a lot," Blu mused, "Maybe I need to find a better place to hide my stuff."

"Oh, come on, Blu," Jewel shoved him playfully. "How can you be mad at these cute little faces? Look at them, aren't they adorable."

Blu peered down at his children who kept the innocent faces frozen in place. He sighed and nodded. "Yup, they're cute all right, when they aren't blowing me up with a rocket or lighting me on fire."


Far from Blu and Jewel's location… deep beneath the city of Rio de Janeiro and far from the prying eyes of others, sat the very definition of evil. The cockatoo named Nigel stood to attention. His razor-sharp talons prodded through the red silk cloth covering his body. With each footstep he took, his talons scratched the stone floor of the abandoned subway tunnels, surrounded by his new followers and fellow bird murders, the cockatoo laughed insanely as he saw a blue-robed bird drop down from the ceiling. Nigel arched a curious eye towards the newcomer.

"And what am I owing this honor?" he asked. "It isn't every day that you show up."

The blue-robed bird pointed a wing at the cockatoo. "Amber and Roger were beaten. I am giving you full access to carry out your plans. I want perfect results, and I want those Spix's Macaws dead. Do I make myself clear?"

Nigel nodded his head and curved a vicious smile upon his black beak. "Very well, it seems that the time for my vengeance has come."

The robed bird cracked a smile, turning his back to the cockatoo. "As long as you don't fail us, you may do as you wish."

Before Nigel could respond he found that the blue-robed bird had vanished from sight. Turning back to the small army at his command, he straightened his posture and began to speak.

"Welcome, welcome, my friends," he hissed, "I presume that you all know why you are here?"

A large grotesque and rather sickly-looking monkey dressed in a bright yellow robe stumbled forward. His eyes shined bright with a red tinge in the dim light.

"Why don't you enlighten us, Nigel?"

"Patience, patience, my friend," Nigel soothed, "I am sure you will be pleasantly surprised."

The monkey spit with disgust at the cockatoo's words. His eyes shimmered dangerously. "I hate surprises, why don't you tell me now or I'm gone."

Nigel cocked his head to one side and removed his garbs – a bright red cloak with a hood – revealing his scarred and featherless body.

"I want my revenge, and you, my friends are going to help me."

"What if we refuse?" The monkey asked eying the hideous creature.

"Then your life is as good as gone, I know several groups of smugglers just dying to get their hands on new prey. It would be a shame if they were to get their hands on you."

Nigel forced a confident smile as he watched the monkey back away. He had won the argument with nothing more than a simple threat, and it was a threat he had every intention of bringing to reality.

"As I said, I want my revenge… there is a single blue macaw out there, you will bring him to me alive and unharmed. Do this and you will become very rich, fail and you'll be very dead! Do I make myself clear?"

A group of margay stepped forward from the darkness their eyes glistened as they stared at the cockatoo. "All of this trouble for a Blue Macaw? What did he do?"

Nigel shuddered and placed a wing upon his other limb, feeling the energy of his mark beginning to glow.

He lowered his head and sighed. "I never was a pretty bird, in fact, I worked for humans. We were going to sell the last two blue macaws for a large sum of money. While making our getaway, the male macaw fastened a fire extinguisher to my leg and threw me from the plane. I don't think you'll understand how much it hurts to have your feathers ripped from you as you are cut by a propeller blade, but Blu will understand the pain once I get my claws on him."

The large cockatoo cackled to himself as he snapped his beak forward. He waved a single wing dismissing his comrades.

"Now get going, I want Blu brought to me before sundown tomorrow evening. Be careful, he is a smart creature and is not to b underestimated." Nigel watched as the gathering of creatures headed off throughout the subway tunnels. His eyes slit dangerously as he proceeded to talk to himself. "Oh, Blu, believe me, you'll never see your lovely little girl again, especially when I rip your feathers out one at a time and turn them into my beautiful new coat."

Author's Notes:

Well, guys, there you have it. Not only has it been three years since Amber's sacrifice at the end of Arc 1: Falling in Love, but Blu and Jewel have settled into their roles as parental figures. With that comes its own unique challenges... one of which is getting alone time together... this is a common issue that most people never even think of, until it happens to them, so I felt that this problem would be super realistic, and perhaps, super relatable to the adults reading these stories. But hey, those kids definitely seem like trouble don't they? They're absolutely sadistic. I had 2 reference points for that scene, the first being Rafael's kids. The 2nd being the scene from Rio 2. You'll probably notice that the kids are named something completely different from the RIO 2 kids, that being Buster, Kinski, and Rose. Keeping with my naming patterns, Buster and Kinski are shades of blue, while Rose is another type of gem (similar to Mimi, Jewel, and Amber), this time it is a soft pink encrusted gem, which often is thrown into children's necklaces, bracelets, and jewelry boxes. I also want to make it clear that these are not the children from RIO 2... these are their own unique characters... why? Well, you'll have to keep reading on to find out.

Flipping the coin to a much darker part of this chapter. You'll notice that Nigel is back and looking for revenge (gasp), I know... I know... it's very cliche, and everyone has done it. But I still am hoping that the ideas unveiled later on in this story keep it original. For the Rio timeline to proceed forward, we all know that Nigel would need to appear eventually, right? Of course, you do haha. How will the vicious cockatoo's plans unravel? Will he score a victory over Blu and Jewel? If not, what about the children? Are they in danger? Well guys, follow me onto chapter 2 to find out.