So believe it or not, there was an actual purpose for me so rudely leaving you guys to guess what was going to happen to this story. So I was on a recent trip for family related business, and my bag had been so beautifully thrown to a position where my computer had become totaled, meaning it was completely unusable. And to my 'joy' I had to work my arse off to get it fixed, and so here I am resurrected on the the 24th of May, in the year 2015.

I guess what I'm trying to say is that I'm sorry for leaving you guys for such a long time, but I will try my best to keep you guys happy and update this story as best I can in hopes of finishing it in a chapter or two, so please bear with me as we go into a downward spiral into a sad twisted side of this story.

"Can you hear them?" He asked, spinning his head around in a paranoid manner. "I can... But they don't know that. I like to hear them. I still hear them too, their screaming, I mean." he went on. He twitched, anger was visibly boiling in his veins, the memories that he so continuously remembered were begin to take a deeper physical and mental affect on him. Along with his anger twitches he would let out a mournful squawk or screech as he remembered them.

His eye began to sting fiercely, forcing him to rub it with a ragged wing. He didn't even take care of himself anymore, he was depressed and insane. He would only lay in a a heap at bottom of his cage just heaving and hissing as he received concurrent flashbacks and painful surges stinging into his eye. He didn't even remember how he got that scar, but it was thankfully beginning to heal, or at least he thought it was.

"Tick Tock..."

"Tick Tock..."

"Run, run, run... It's just before one. Only one." he hummed in a sing songy tune he told the bird outside of his cage as he circled his cage once again dragging his wings along the small bars all along the cage, this had become a habit, hence his feathers gaining a gray look and the bars beginning to bend as he continued as he trudged against the haunting bars. He became extremely intertwined with his actions, completely losing track of time and all that it stood for. All of it, seconds, minutes, hours, days, weeks. It all became meaningless, a subject repeated time and time again, becomes meaningless.

Jake began to grumble and mumble inaudible phrases and sentences as he continued to circle around his cage, his mumbling swallowed him into blissful insanity, an insanity that blocked the entire outside world from his brain. First noises, then feelings, and finally images. However, loud noises could snap him out of it, like the shearing metal being pried apart across the room. Everything came to a halt and he snarled at the new, inconvenient noise that was emitting itself from the vents. It constantly died and then was conjured back like Dremora (Yes, I really just referenced the Elder Scrolls), it was struggling, it was confusing to him, he hated being confused, it reminded him of the poachers back in Central America.

SNAP!

He gasped, it was a much more violent sound than the prying screeching, as if someone or some thing had been insulted by the man-made ventilation. But non the less, it grabbed his attention, and it deeply intrigued him. He was like a fly to a light, Jake was hopelessly attracted to it and began to thrash about at his cage, pushing it closer and closer to the edge of the counter until it was shaking on the edge. Rearing at the sudden motion, Jake then barged at the weakened cage wall that stood below him now in fragmented pieces. He smirked at his accomplishment, he still had it in 'em.

"Well, where to now?" Jake asked himself, sweeping around the lab floor. He waited till the sound started up again, it wasn't the blissful snapping that he had heard before...

This time it was a horrible screeching noise and it was coming from the vent, he looked at his wings witch were long and unattended. He cursed himself silently as he realized his lack in feather maintenance, he had forgotten how crucial it was. He had two options as he saw it, no three, he could rip out the useless feathers along with their shafts, he could climb up to the vent, or he could sit on his tail feathers and just wait to see what ever it was in the vents.

"A." he whispered...

"B."

"or C." he sighed, while he took a moment to look at his wings.

"And lets see what's behind curtain 'A'!" Jake mused to himself as he plucked the useless shafts from his wings and tail feathers, allowing him to gain air as he continuously flapped his wings to simulate the long forgotten feeling of flying through his hollow bones.

"Come on Val, where are you?" Crexis sighed as he paced upon the branch where he had last seen Val, his aunt. "...Should have been back by now, she's done this often but she's always come back real fast. Where are you Auntie?" he sighed, in a strange depressed breath that he was well acquainted with through past experiences. He became somewhat self absorbed with himself that he didn't even notice the bird behind him, which was now tip-taloning towards him. "Wow, you really get hooked up with yourself don't you Crexis?" the bird rhetorically asked the Purple Macaw, snapping him out of his trance and looking towards the sudden intrusion.

He was flabbergasted, how on earth had she gotten here?! She was left behind in the Amazon, but here she was in the rain forests of Rio de Janerio. "C-Carla?" he stuttered, back stepping towards a non-existent branch behind him, causing him to trip. However, instead of falling towards the earth he was wrapped up in an iron grip, the girl before him now crushing the living fibers out of his body. "Ow..." he whimpered as she gripped him ever tighter, his emotions were mixed between joy and utter confusion. "What on earth are you-" he began before being forced to silence as she covered his mouth with and iron curtain like wing. He began to struggle in here wings, begging for answers, but there was no way in hell that Carla would tell him, this was a secret mission that she was on.

"I know you want answers Crexis, but you cannot, I repeat cannot tell anyone." Carla said, a fierce glare in her eye. "I wasn't going to sit around waiting for you guys back in the Amazon. You should have know better Crexis..."

Crexis was in disbelief, her mother must be horribly worried about her, he was in so much trouble! Carla was right, he should have known that she wouldn't have stayed in the heart of the Amazon while practically the entire tribe was in her home town's backyard. Slowly, her grip began to lessen on his body and pulled into a soft embrace, "I missed you dude..." she said softly, letting a few tears fall from her eyes.

"Crexis!?" came a loud, stern voice off in the distance. Both of them knew who it was, they quickly broke their embrace and looked at each other and they both gasped.

"Eduardo..." they both said in a panic, Crexis quickly shooed Carla away in hopes of hiding her from her grandfather.

"Uh, Yes Sir?" he replied in a quirky manor, he was never good at lying to people. Especially intimidating people like Eduardo, who seemed to know everything before the thought even crossed your mind.

"Ah, there's my leader to be!" He shouted, spotting Crexis and letting out a hearty laugh. "Ha ha, hey Eduardo, fancy seeing you here. Right?" Crexis mused, trying to act as casual as he could in front of the Spix leader. "You cut the charade, Crexis. I already know that she's here."

"Done and done." Jake grunted as he ripped the last over-grown feather from his body, "now where were we..." he mumbled searching around the room. "Ah, yes. The vents, you have caused quite a stir in my feathers, vent. I hope you don't mind when I tear you from the wall, bolt by bolt." he laughed, as he got to work on the bolts with his talons and beak.

He gave up, the bolts were impenetrable, but the thin, sliced metal wasn't. All he had to do was bend them enough until he could get through, which wasn't that much due to his significant weight loss over the past weeks, or was it months?

He pried them open, slipping through onto the other side and making his way down the dimly lit air ducts. He wished that he could just find the outside, he needed to be free and he needed an endless supply of food, a home even.

He was so caught up in his mind, again, that he didn't even see the bird in front of him. Nor did he see how terrified she seemed to be.

He collided with the female in front of them and they were both sent to the hard, metal ground. She screamed in utter terror, covering her head with her wings and curling up into a ball. Jake moved closer, completely letting his guard down, that was a mistake. In a flash of blue colors, Jake was sent to the ground and cold, gray talons wrapped around his throat. "Ha, thought you could get the drop on... me..." Val said, but her voice slowly digressed as she realized who was in her clutch.

"Jake? I..." she pulled him up into a shattering hug and nestling her head into the crook of his neck and crying, "I missed you, so, so much." she sobbed, barely being able to get her words out. Jake just looked down at her, and Val's world shattered once again into a million pieces.

"Should I know you or something? Because you aren't ringing any bells here..."