The next two days were spent peacefully; I hung out with Tiago with our other friends (we both agreed to keep our relationship a secret from them for the time being) for the first day, but the second was a stay-in day as it was raining outside. That day was by far the best one of my life; Tiago sang for me, a song he called "Love for two", expressing his love for me, saying that he would only love me forever and infinity after. We both decided to spend that time getting to know each other more than we already did, divulging on our secrets, ones that we never shared with anyone else. After Tiago finished, I began my own part by telling him about my life as a chick, living with only my father. "Honestly, there really are not many good memories, only bad ones. My dad used to ignore me at first, turning deaf to my pleading cries for food; I soon learned that if I wanted to eat, I would have to go gather my own food, or eat whatever my dad left from his meal. Times that I needed comfort, like during a thunderstorm, I used to go to him to sleep with him for the night. When I got into the nest, he would just shove me out and tell me to go to my nest before telling me to go stay in my own nest. Whimpering to myself, I would, and quickly grew out of fear for things that normally frightened chicks my age; monsters, nightmares, snakes et cetera.

When I began to grow up, that was when my father had no choice to acknowledge me then; I wished I could stay a chick forever when I turned seven. That was around the time my dad started to abuse me, yanking out my feathers, clawing at me, punching me, dropping me from high heights( he never taught me to fly; I had to learn sometime later, a month or two after the abuse started) and would laugh when I started to cry. Afterwards, he would leave me where ever I was; at home, somewhere in the jungle, it didn't matter to him, even if I were bleeding all over my body. Luckily for me, there were several birds that helped me, but when they asked me how I got hurt, I would have to lie and say it was all an accident. Even though my dad didn't care about me, I still loved him; after all, he was my only parent. Looking back on it, I should have flown away as soon as I had the chance" I told Tiago, my emotions breaking, preventing me from telling him more. After a short talk of questioning, Tiago left me to sleep; I agreed for him to tell Blu about my past.

When I woke up the following morning, the day of the trial, I was surprised to see that Tiago was not beside me; I got worried when I saw he was not in the hollow. Right as I was about to call for him, he arrived through the entrance, caring a folded leaf that held various fruits.

"Good morning honey; I got us breakfast while dad gets the Pit of Doom ready" Tiago explained as I walked over to him. Giving him a peck as thanks, we ate quickly, both of our minds on the same thing; the trial. When we were finished we left for the pit, the silence roaring in my ears.

Ten minutes later, we reached the P.O.D, both of us flying to the center of it, where the trial platform was (one end higher and the circle was ten times larger). As I landed, I quickly turned back to the way we came; I could have sworn that I saw a leaf covered figure, but I had lost it among the red and blue macaws.

I turned back to the macaws on the high end with us; six other Spix macaws as well as six scarlet macaws, the usual judges for each trial the tribes may have. "Are you ready?" Blu asked me seriously, Felipe, the scarlet macaw tribe leader looking at my with sympathy (I guess Blu had to inform him of the case, the same as the other judges); I nodded before take my spot to the left of him while Tiago took the right. Blu and Felipe both raised their wings, quickly and efficiently silencing the P.O.D. "We are gathered here today to judge Zachariah, father of Jason. Bring forth the accused!" Blu commanded. A protestant squawk filled the air as my dad was forced onto the trial stage. My dad just looked up me, anger clear in his body language and eyes but I could also see fear in them.

"Zachariah, you are being charged with child neglecting as well as abuse; what do you have to say in your defense?" Blu asked my father. For once, I could see a new emotion in my father's eyes; sadness. "Without him, I have nothing to live for; I know what I have done has been unforgivable... and I'm sorry" my dad stated before looking down. I just looked at him, shocked beyond words, but instead of feeling forgiveness, I felt a searing anger quickly build inside of my chest, one that erupted like a volcano.

"Your right dad, it is unforgivable! For the past fourteen years you have resented me, beating on me, ignoring my very presence to the point that you would forget to feed me; do you have any idea how hard it was to gather food as a chick? Do you?! NO, you don't! Ever since mom left you, I felt like I didn't have parents anymore; you certainly don't care about me. I can see why mom left you; she hated you, just like I do now" I spat back at him, yelling out my anger. My father just flinched at my words, unable to meet my eyes. "Here is my choice; dad, I hereby" was all I said before I heard a voice that made my own stop mid-sentence.