Hey, guys! This is my new story (watch out, it's going to be a long one). I hope you really like it. I've been wanting to do a fantasy story for a while now and believe me, this is going to be a HUGE world that, let's face it, only the few readers I have get to enjoy! Anyway, enjoy the very first chapter!

There is a theory in which there is a parallel universe for infinite scenarios. The possibilities are endless. Scientists are unable to prove such a theory because they lack what magic users call an open mind. To them everything must be factual. And for the most part, they're right. However, their large egos have resulted in countless errors. The black hole for instance. There is no such thing. What scientists believe to be a gravity-sucking hole in the universe that sends whatever it catches into nothingness for all of existence is actually an incantation. These magical auras pop up from time to time and no one really knows why. These "holes in existence" are in fact an entrance to a parallel universe. One that has enough magical energy in it to make such destructive holes. One such hole might just pop up in your own home. That's right. Because scientists have to always be correct, they have categorized this 'black hole' as a spatial rend that belongs in the depths of space and away from the Earth-world. However, little do they know that such a door to 'non-existence' lies in the home of six chipmunks.

/

"Alvin, give it back!" Brittany whined as the chipmunk dressed in a red sweater with a big yellow 'A' on it swiped away her fashion magazine in one fellow swoop, tearing off like a jack rabbit immediately after. Alvin, the mischievous thief, hopped high up on the living room bookshelf, magazine in hand and stopped long enough to flex what he considered muscles. His tail swished back and forth and he laughed with a cocky smile as if he'd done something so diabolical that the world would end thereafter.

"So whatcha readin'?" He snickered and took a look at the paper in his hands, flipping through each page with little care for rips or tears he made along the way, "All these clothes look the same."

"Not to people who understand fashion!" Brittany retorted, "Every little detail counts. Now give it back!" This was the typical day in the Seville household. Often it would start out quiet but more often than not trouble, usually caused by Alvin the chipmunk, would find its way in. But with seven residents under one roof, no matter how small they were, you could say it was mildly understandable.

"Bet you can't make me, Brit." Alvin laughed, paying no attention to the large headlines on each page consisting mostly of the newest spring fashions. One headline however did catch his eye. "'How to get the most out your man' huh? Aww, are you having boy troubles again? I thought this was a FASHION magazine."

"Pshh, you wish." Brittany shot, "Gentleman isn't even a word in your dictionary." The chipette could easily think of a few other words that fit the munk. "Annoying, stupid and disrespectful to name a few," The Chipette thought, "Brave… Strong… Handsome…" Whoa whoa whoa, where was she going with this? Handsome? In his dreams! The chipette, dressed in pink head to toe, turned away from the munk and put on a new face. One she knew would work. Turning back, she looked up at Alvin with large puppy dog eyes, all wet and cute, "Please, can I have my magazine back?" She begged. Looking down into those soft, beautiful blue eyes Alvin was unable to resist the chipette's charms. He blushed and dropped the magazine in front of her. "Hah! Sucker." The chipette giggled and ran off with her gossip, to which her red-appareled counterpart scowled, annoyed at his own gullible willingness to give in so easily.

"Will you two PLEASE be quiet?" A third chipmunk wearing a blue hoodie and black-rimmed glasses asked, "I'm trying to read." Alvin ran down to his brother, pushing the book aside.

"Come on, Simon, have a little fun." He sneered, "Oh, I know! We could go scare Jeanette together." Simon lightened his attitude at the mention of the fourth chipmunk's (and second chipette's for those of you counting) name, then recalled the whole reason it was brought up.

"Not gonna happen, Alvin," Simon said, "Besides if you scare her while she's gardening you'll wish you were dead." In actuality, the aforementioned chipette was quite docile and sweet, and Simon cared for her and didn't intend to have Alvin's antics ruin her day.

"He's right, Alvin." Said a fifth voice. This one, a high, feminine tone, stood in the kitchen entrance. "As her little sister, I can tell you from experience, as could Brittany."

"It's all in good fun, Eleanor." Alvin said, looking back and forth between his brother and the youngest chipette, her bright teal clothing almost blinding.

"Just don't do it, Alvin." Simon said, striking a 'debate' between the two brothers.

Listening to all the commotion on the kitchen counter, Theodore stood. The sixth and last chipmunk held half a sandwich in one hand; crumbs covered his thick tree-green sweater, and he had a small milk mustache from his latest snack binge. He knew he wasn't exactly the definition of clean, but that didn't stop Theo from being Theo. The youngest male chipmunk didn't like when his brothers, or anyone really, fought, and his presence often halted the argument. Theodore never fully understood why all the fights stopped because of him. Sure, he admitted, he was a little over-sensitive, but what made him so special? The arguments never REALLY stopped when Dave, the chipmunks' adoptive father, asked and he's done everything for them! Judging by what happened next, Alvin decided against Simon and Eleanor's warning. A loud shriek came from outside leading to Alvin running in the front door, clumps of mud being hurled in at him.

"Jeez, Jeanette calm down. It was a joke!" The chipmunk slammed the door behind him, protecting him from any further mud-balls. Several thuds on the door proved that he made the right choice. Theodore sighed as he entered the living room.

"Alvin," He said, "Do you have to bug everyone?" Theo often worried that Alvin would one day take it too far. Alvin was his brother, and Theo loved him, but Theo's large, somewhat unfit, ridden with baby-fat body just couldn't keep up with Alvin's energy.

Jeanette kicked open the door with an unimpressed, somewhat sad, expression on her face. Filth streaked her purple glasses and lined her dark fur, although one could barely tell. Alvin laughed as she entered and he admired his handiwork.

"Uh, Jeanette," He grinned, "You got a little something…" She immediately stared him down, turning his confidant laugh into a nervous chitter. Simon in the meantime had set his book down to grab his best friend a washcloth to clean herself with.

"Thanks, Simon," She said, "But not… just… yet…" It wasn't until now that everyone else noticed the wads of mud in Jeanette's hands.

/

"ALVIN!" Dave exploded when he arrived home from work. It wasn't uncommon for Alvin to get blamed for stuff like this, even though everyone had a role to play. While yes he may have been the cause, it was Jeanette who threw the first shot, and he believed that everything that happened after was merely out of his control. Jeanette was, sufficed to say, not a good shot. Dirt flung everywhere, hitting not only Alvin, but also the innocent Theo and re-entering Brittany.

"Sorry Brittany! Theo!" Jeanette had apologized. Theodore had of course taken it well, but that wasn't enough for Brittany, who hated above all else to be dirty. With revenge dead-set in her eyes, she grabbed a clump out of Alvin's hands and whipped it at her younger sister. However, much like Jeanette, Brittany's accuracy was quite poor, and the filth splattered across Simon's face, completely blinding the left lens of his glasses and resulting in an unintended laugh from Theodore and Eleanor. This started an all-out war: Alvin and Brittany against Simon and Jeanette. Even Theo had to admit to tossing clumps of dirt randomly, getting caught up in all the excitement. It wasn't until Theodore joined in that Eleanor decided to join the fight also. Her bright pigtails flung from side to side as she tossed the dirt, her body inching closer to Theo. When they bumped into each other she smiled.

"Hey, Theo. Having fun? How did this start anyway?"

Unsure of how to fully answer this, Theodore gulped, "Alvin-" Though this was the point the chipmunks were interrupted by Dave, Eleanor got the gist of it. Alvin was always the source of trouble like this.

"Line up!" Dave said sharply. Theodore looked intently around the room. Mud splattered all over the walls, the normally white couch now a thick brown. Pictures on the wall were cracked and crooked, books covered the floor with pages spread everywhere, and a shattered lamp was sprawled around the room. Theo was surprised Dave wasn't angrier. He had a fairly good temper for one who had to shout so often. Theo supposed Dave got used to it over the years. "Firstly, you're all grounded for three months! Secondly, you are not leaving this house, not to hang out with friends, not for concerts, not unless it's life or death until every inch of this house is spotless. Got it? NO performances whatsoever until then. And that also means you're finally cleaning that God-awful basement. Understood?" After receiving disappointed nods and complaints simultaneously, Dave seemed satisfied, "I thought you guys could handle being home alone. No more fighting, from now on I want you six to work as a team."

Fast forward several hours later, the six chipmunks stared in awe at the disaster of a basement. Having cleaned up the living room back to Dave's standards, as well as the kitchen and their respective rooms, they were all exhausted, but with a concert coming up, they HAD to get at least this done. Boxes, garbage, and old trinkets of Simon's covered nearly every inch of the cold concrete floor. A quick scan of the area informed each chipmunk that the most that could be done was reorganization. Whatever didn't immediately go in the trash would simply have to be moved to the side against the dungeon-like walls. Theo and Alvin were assigned the job of moving boxes while the others readied garbage bags and sorted. The first box Theodore got was relatively light, having followed the label reading 'Brittany's Old Clothes'. Alvin on the other hand was too dense to notice any such labels and instead stubbornly moved the closest box, no matter how heavy its contents. Occasionally he'd get a lighter box by luck, filled with more clothes or older toys, but mostly he got heavier boxes, like more of Jeanette's gardening supplies, or even some of Dave's old weights that he insisted were still used, despite the box being covered in several layers of dust.

"Man, these things are heavy!" Alvin complained, "Theo, how are you still going strong?" The larger chipmunk sighed, neglecting to tell his older brother to simply read the labels on the boxes. Despite moving several other huge loads, Alvin refused to be beat by his younger brother and his secret strength. Several boxes later, the two chipmunks had moved all but one box. Sweat matted their fur and their panting was loud. Meanwhile Simon, Brittany, Eleanor and Jeanette, long finished with their organization duties, helped with the last few boxes. It should be noted that most of this help went to Theo, as Alvin claimed he was strong enough to move his boxes. The six then met in the middle where one last box towered over them.

"Don't worry guys," Alvin said, puffing out his chest and flexing every muscle in his tiny body, "I got this." He winked at Brittany and the chipette in pink huffed.

"Idiot," She said under her breath. In actuality, Brittany thought more of the eldest chipmunk, though she tried her best to hide it because of this very reason. She thought he could be quite dashing at times, but he could also be thick-headed, and he often acted without thinking. "Why does he have to be the best at everything?" She often asked herself. Though in this case Alvin really was an idiot. For written on the immoveable box in large permanent marker ink, were the words 'SIMON'S ROCK COLLECTION'.

"Care to explain yourself, Si?" Alvin asked after none of the others could bear to stand the painful scene of watching him fail any further. Eventually it was Theodore who broke down and told him of the labels.

"I can't believe I forgot about this!" Simon exclaimed, "And for your information, Alvin, we could all benefit from a little geology. I remember bringing home a bunch of stones from our family vacations, don't you?"

"How could I not?" Alvin thought, "You made us wait for hours as you dragged the rocks across the beach." The bespectacled chipmunk hopped up and opened the box. Inside sat hundreds of sparkling, rustic, big and small rocks just waiting for his eager mind to inspect.

"How are we supposed to move this thing?" Jeanette wondered out loud, looking up admirably at Simon and hoping for one of his normally brilliant ideas to come forward.

"Brute force of course!" Alvin said, "Break open the box or smash the rocks."

"We could just take the rocks out and move the box so it's lighter." Eleanor brought up.

"Nah, that's a dumb idea," Alvin said, "plus that'll take forever."

"Guys…" Theodore said timidly.

"Hey, at least that's better than your plan!" Brittany spat in response to Alvin.

"Well what do you think we should do?"

"I don't know…"

"Guys!" Theodore spoke louder and everyone looked away from their argument. "Don't fight… We're supposed to be a team…"

"What do you think we should do, Theo?" Eleanor asked politely.

"I think…" Theodore wasn't sure what they should do. He lacked any confidence in his ideas and didn't want to be seen as wrong or stupid. "Maybe we could… all push and maybe it will move…"

Eleanor smiled, "I think that's a great idea. Let's all work together!" Meanwhile Simon, who had barely been listening, had finally found something that caught his eye.

"Think I'll start with THIS one!" He said to himself, reaching in and pulling out a smooth, yet jagged, dark crimson stone. The stone looked like it had a heart pumping blood into veins smack dab in the middle. "What a strange colour pattern," The chipmunk thought, "When did I even find this one?" He quickly shooed the question away, enamored by the beauty and stuffed the small rock in his hoodie pocket.

"Hey rock boy!" Brittany said sharply, "Mind getting off and helping us move this thing?" Simon didn't need to be the smartest chipmunk to know not to make Brittany angry, and he quickly did as he was told.

"Okay," Eleanor said, "on the count of three, everyone push as hard as possible, got it?" Everyone nodded. "One… two… three!" The box ever so slightly started to move as the chipmunks worked together and combined their strengths until finally the box was pressed up against the wall.

"Go team chipmunks!" Theodore cheered, jumping up high and giving the other five hugs.

"Team chipmunks?" Jeanette questioned.

"Well yeah! I just thought that since we did this together instead of fighting like usual we could be a team with a name and everything." Everyone save for Eleanor seemed utterly perplexed, and the looks they were giving him made the young chipmunk cower as if he did something wrong.

"Yeah, go team chipmunks!" Eleanor took off from where Theo left, enveloping him in a sense of relief, "Everyone get in a circle and put a paw in."

"Seriously?" Alvin muttered, earning him a slap on the back of the head from Brittany. "Ouch! Okay, okay." He stuck his right paw in with the others which pleased his baby brother.

"Go chipmunks!" Theo led.

"Go chipmunks!" The others echoed each bearing a smile, "We're a team-" A loud rattling rung through their ears before the cheer could end.

"What's that?" Theodore wondered out loud. Looking around he quickly found the source of the rattling, "Guys, has that always been there?" At the end of his pointed finger was a wooden cellar door exactly underneath where Simon's rocks were previously located.

"Maybe it's a secret second basement," Alvin said with stars in his eyes as he imagined Dave being a secret spy, "That's GOTTA be it!"

"Alvin I hate to disappoint," Simon said, "It's probably just hiding some pipes or something."

"Only one way to find out." Brittany implied, reaching for the circular metal handle. She lifted as hard as she could, doing her best to imitate Alvin, and when it looked like the door was finally about to open, it suddenly halted. "Dang it. Locked." Theo looked around the cellar door. No indication of any locks lead him to believe that the cellar should be left alone. It was scary, how could the door be locked from the inside if there were only pipes down below?

"Then we just have to break through!" Alvin jumped up and stomped down heavily on the rickety man-hole cover. "I think I can feel it cracking." The excited chipmunk said, "Just one more good jump." And as the chipmunk said, the wooden door beneath him shattered. What wasn't expected, however, was what was waiting to catch him underneath: nothing. Had it not been for his brothers who stood nearby, the energetic troublemaker would have fallen into a dark oblivion.

"It's okay, Alvin!" Theodore said, "We got you!"

"What the heck is this?" Jeanette screamed as the munks helped Alvin up, "A giant hole in the ground?" Theodore looked down the gaping pit of non-existence. Did it have a bottom? He couldn't tell it was so dark. What was the hole here for? All he could see was pure darkness.

"Guys, we should tell Dave." Simon said in a worry, "This is a huge safety hazard; Alvin almost lost his life!"

"How do you know?" Alvin said, pulling out a flashlight from one of the boxes. "Time to investigate. Theo you hold the light. Everyone else, keep your eyes peeled." Theodore took the light and shone it straight down the hole, instantly consumed by the dark.

"There's just more darkness," He said, "I don't think there's a bottom. It just keeps going."

"Creepy." Eleanor said, pressing against him. As the chipmunks formed a semi-square around the gap in the floor, one chipmunk in particular had a devious idea for a prank. Alvin inched himself away from the group and snuck up behind Theo.

"This is gonna be so awesome." He thought. He crept ever closer to the distracted Theo, right behind his ear in fact. "BOO!" He whispered. Theodore jumped and screamed, dropping the flashlight down the gap and slipping in after. Eleanor, who was holding onto Theo's hand at the time, didn't have the strength to pull him up, resulting in her being dragged in after him. And so the train continued; Simon grabbed Eleanor's hand, Jeanette grabbed Simon's, and Brittany grabbed Jeanette, all of whom fell in. Alvin grunted as he held onto Brittany, holding up the weight of all the others. "Hold on, guys." He said through the other's screams. Alvin gripped Brittany's paw. He could feel it slipping, as if some force other than gravity was sucking the six of them in.

"Alvin!" Brittany screamed as a mysterious wind from the dark depths blew up, "Don't let go!" Theodore down at the bottom of the line knew there was no way Alvin could carry them up. Eventually he too would slip or be forced to let go. The wind blew through Theodore's fur, sending an ominous chill down his spine that made his skin crawl. What was going on? This sure wasn't normal. Was this even happening or was this a horrible nightmare. It felt real enough.

"I'm sorry…" Alvin whispered, forced to finally let go. "Brittany!" He shouted, jumping in after his brothers and the chipettes, wrapping his arms around Brittany as if to protect her.

/

Six chipmunks could be heard at the top of the hole screaming as a magical entity enveloped them in darkness and they disappeared. No trace of them could be found in the Seville household or in the Earth world. It is said that as you're falling through one of these gaps in the universe, you can still see the hole from which you entered. The chipmunks were no different. Even after what seemed like hours of falling, the chipmunks could still see the hole close miles and miles above them, surrounding them in darkness.

/

"Master, do you sense it? That surge in MAGICAL ENERGY? That confirms it. The prophecy. That old bat was right after-all. Master, we mustn't let them gather. If THEY gather, it could wreck our plan. They're too-"

"There isn't any need to fret, Talie. Though their power has been awakened, they still don't stand a chance. Especially once I reach full power."

"But Master… They carry the LOST MAGIC. We've worked so hard…"

"I am aware that the FORBIDDEN VOICES are the foes we face! Dare you lack faith in me? The world is practically ours for the taking and no lost magic is going to stand in our way. If you still refuse to believe that I can destroy them myself, you're more than welcome to meddle. Focus all your energy on one rather than a little bit on each. Take any ONE of them out of the equation and all hope for them is lost."

"Aye aye, Master!"

"Then begone!"

…

"The FIVE forbidden voices… each carries a special power that was long ago lost. Five voices that carry magic beyond any regular wizard's ability. These powers range so far, even I can only tell what a few might be. Still. Separate, their sacred power is no match for me, but together they pose a threat to my grand scheme. I can't let them perform their Secret Harmony… Who knows what power that might hold. I hear one of the voices seeks the stone… I must reach it before him. I could send Talie, but I think this calls for something a little… smarter. Dog's not as smart as she looks. Lucky for me, the voices scatter across the country, and with no recollection of their title of Forbidden Voice they stand NO chance. It's pretty much a matter of time. I need to be at full strength to rid this world of them. Rid this world of light… I can do it. I WILL do it. But what if… No, their potential is locked. They don't stand a chance. All they have to do is live their lives normally and time will wait them out. Their fate is sealed. I can't let them meet. I won't let the Five Voices stand in my way!"

Hey, people! So what'd you think of the first chapter? Feel free to let me know in the "reviews" or just shoot me a PM. Also, I'm quite curious of what you thought of my third-person take on the first chapter. I'm not quite sure if it's for me (it's my first time). I'm thinking of writing the story in mixed POV. Lemme know! If this chapter is well-received I might just do third person a little bit more. Can't wait to update! See ya!