Prologue

So yeah, this was inspired by both the 2007/2009 CGI Alvin and the Chipmunk movies and a bit by the cartoons of my younger years. It was also inspired by the author of the fanfic "Alvin and the Chipmunks II". This however is all written by me. Just to let you all know, the characters are in fact the CGI versions of the characters because I just adore realism and I liked the design.

Disclaimer: KK

So like many other of my peers I do not own Alvin and the Chipmunks. I'm a lowly peasant who writes fanfiction because of his obsession with anything animated. All hail animation, may it reign forever!

John plugged the numbers in again and again. He compiled data and looked over reports written three years ago. But no matter what the data just didn't make sense. So much was missing, so much skipped over and lost to time.

"John."

There was supplementary data and he could of course assume a few crucial parts here and there but he was in complete shock at the result. How could it have happened so quickly, so soon? There was no warning in advance, no reason to suspect anything. Things were looking so great for them.

"John, I'm talking to you."

And yet there were signs. He could piece them together now. Campers reporting it, wierd noises and strange sights that the local police ignored. Conspiracy theories, crazies who weren't so crazy after all, suburbs falling prey to widespread theft that couldn't be explained. An entire country left to foam at the mouth for a craze that shook the world to its very foundations.

A woman leaned in close to John's ear. She smiled sweetly and said "John if you don't listen to me I will take these boxes full of yet more useless data that you, may I remind you, made me carry up to your apartment and throw them off the building from the roof."

John chuckled nervously and licked his lips. "Okay... so what is it?"

"I was going to ask you about the original three reports."

John mouthed an O and looked about his very messy apartment. With the deadline in sight for the final numbers and the flood of data coming in he had little time to really tidy up his apartment. The problem was the data was so contradictory that it was nearly impossible to get the details right and if he didn't get them in three days time...

"Um... I think... Oh!" the realization hit him like a ton of bricks as he held them in his hand. He chuckled again and passed the wrinkled and worn documents to his wife.

Karen Holstein looked at the three papers with a blank stare. There was much information missing on the orginal three reports that they were nearly useless... nearly.

"You missed something John. It says here that the tallest one... Simon I believe, learned english within a week or two. Not three. Where'd you get that from anyway?"

"The 2009 report from their school. Their english teacher was-"

A series of distressed bangs on the apartment door interuppted the conversation.

"John, Karen let me in! I have new data from our friends in Canada!"

John sighed and walked over to the door calmly. If he appeared distressed then Nero would never shut up.

"Alright, alright. Just take a deep breath. I swear Nero if this is another one of your pranks I'll-"

A frustrated growl from behind the door let John know that his friend wasn't kidding around this time. "O.K. man, relax. Now I'm opening the door and-"

A blur went by and cold hard steel connected solidly with his face. Nero tried to stop himself but caught his foot on a loose floorboard and ended up tackling Karen who went flying into a stack of organizeed papers at the other side of the room.

"I *huff* said *huff* this was *huff* important. Look..." He sat up and gave the paper to a furious John covering his face with his hand.

"Whatever man. This data had better be worth my time. The last time your brother sent us anything from Canada it was-" He gasped when he read the first few numbers at the top of the page.

"B-but there was a... their population went down and... my god." He looked at Nero who was grinning like a madman. Nero only grinned liked that when he felt that he'd done good. If this was real, Nero and his brother would have come across one of the greatest scientific discoveries to date. And it was all happening so close to home too.

"Uh... I guess I'll just plug in the numbers. Karen I'll send the final data to you. Nero you just... keep doing what your doing I guess..." Nero clapped his hands and let out a victorious scream.

John moved back to his computer, nursing his already swelling face with his left hand while he entered the new data with his right. The program was so simple that all he had to do was put in a few numbers then click calculate.

The final numbers he arrived at were... scary to say the least. To say that what was happenning now was in the making for just a few years was startling.

"How come no one saw this coming?" He questioned Nero.

"Its because we've always thought we were alone John. We always thought we would be the first and the last."

End Prologue