Alvin and the Chipmunks

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Sorcerer My Brother

Authors note: This will be my first shot at the Chipmunk franchise, so here's to me doing well.

Prologue: Ancient China

It was an eerie night in Ancient China as a Peddler man walked along a cobblestone path to his destination. His clammy hands held the support of a wheel barrel and his eyes were in a constant shifting move of paranoia. His name was Randhi, his trade of Peddling had served him and his family well for 15 years, but tonight…was by far his weirdest job yet. As he stopped in his tracks he heard faint footsteps behind him. He was about to make a run…but a cold hand clasped his shoulder like a shark's jaw upon an appendage, so he had no fighting chance. "W-What is it that you want sir?"

"It is Madam Peddler," the strong feminine voice corrected, "but it is understandable how you came to the conclusion." The Peddler saw a woman wearing a veil covering her mouth, dark garb covering her entire body, and hair tightly spun together. "I have two artifacts that I wish to sell to you-."

"Madam…it is not stolen goods you wish to sell to me…is it?" He ran an honest business, his father before him made an honest living…never dealing with people in the dark corners of the street…or for that matter in the far away lands.

"Your concern is touching," she placed her delicate like fingers on her hips and her eyes stared at him, "but be not afraid…these…goods…are from the High Sorcerer himself…with permission I might add."

"The High Sorcerer…himself?! The man who single handedly saved China? The very man who healed the great Warrior Li Wu? Why would he send someone like you to sell such priceless artifacts to a lowly Peddler such as myself?"

"Yes…I know of his deeds Peddler," the woman said as if restraining herself from snapping, "I am one of his trusted warriors Jan Sing. The Great Sorcerer has been stricken ill, his very son is next in line; seeing as an apprentice he never trained. So, in his will he wished for these two items to be given to the first lowly Peddler I found. Now, what price will you ask?"

"I…I can give you 50…for both!" In his mind he questioned why he offered so much for these very items…when such money could pay for a months worth of food for his struggling family. The woman tapped her chin in deep thought; already he could hear his heart bouncing rapidly. His nerves were at there very limit; his pulse was like the clash of two swords. Finally, she spoke:

"The price is…acceptable," she said. As she produced the two items the Peddler beheld a blue rod and a box of smallness, so small the pink jewels surrounding it practically ran out of room. The money she now held in her hands would allow her daughter to live in the protective custody of the old ones. As she watched the Peddler walk away she slinked back into the darkness…her very footsteps but a faded memory. "I do hope these items go to someone who won't abuse there power," she said and with that disappeared.

2 Weeks Later

The Peddler had been doing great business, in no time at all he made up for the 100 he lost…but the very items he showed to people…the very items he had bought…did not interest people. He had lost just about every patience possible…until he saw a guy wearing a green sweater and brown pants leave one of China's respected souvenir shops. "Well…I got Alvin those fireworks he wanted for the 4th of July, and Theodore some Chinese food and plush Panda bear…now all I need is something for Simon," he muttered as he passed the Peddler.

"Hmm…a possible buyer perhaps," he began to follow the man and as he turned around he put on a smile. "Hello there Sir, I am a Peddler with many rare and hard to find items…such that go all the way back to the Ming Dynasty. Would you care to look?"

"You wouldn't by any chance have any scientific rare items would you?" David Seville was in his early thirties with black hair, blue eyes, and his career consisted of writing songs for the Chipmunk kids he had adopted. He was on Vacation for the moment and had Ms. Miller watching his boys. Ms. Miller was a kind woman with hair that stood up and dresses that were…her.

"Scientific you say…well I do have this," and with that said he held up the very rod the woman 2 weeks prior gave him. The blue orb at the end had a sparkle to it and written across the handle were Chinese words. Hopefully this man bought this…if that woman was in a rush to give it to him…it could only mean the very power stored in it could bring…

"Wow…I think Simon would really enjoy this," David said, but then he eyed the Peddler curiously. "Ok…exactly what are you asking for this? Now be honest…or…I can look over there-."

"That place won't do you well sir," the Peddler chuckled, as he met the current customer's eyes he coughed. "The very place you see over there sells on high prices…usually reserved weeks ahead of arrival. Does 100 dollars seem reasonable to you?"

"100 dollars…for that?" It was quite an offer, but he was still hesitant. "Is there anything I should know about it? You know like the history or origin?"

"It was said to belong to a Great Sorcerer in China's frail years. He was a great and wise man; his power shot through darkness and helped the wounded. As to where it came from or how he got it is another story. Do not fear…the power is gone-."

"Alright I'll take it," David opened his wallet and then bought the rod. "Now let me see, that leaves the Chipettes left…would you have anything pretty as well?"

"P-Pretty, hmm…there is this pink box. Nothing special there, it does have pink jewels surrounding it. I only ask 10 dollars for it."

"Ok it's a deal." David gave the Peddler the money and as he left with both items the Peddler sped away. "Hey…" David saw he was gone…so he headed to the Airport…it was July 3rd and tomorrow was the 4th of July. In the bag he had…the orb at the end of the rod began to glow bright blue…unknown to the current buyer.

Authors note: Well there it is the beginning of something good…perhaps. This will be my first attempt at a Chipmunk fan fic…so give me your reviews and let me know how I'm doing. See you later.