I don't own Alvin and the Chipmunks. Any liknesses to any real poeple, places, or things in this story is completely coincidental.
Prologue
Little Mariette Ariston splashed around in the warm, soapy water. Her mother laughed and washed the young girl's back. The child looked no older than three years old. The woman cleaning her seemed no older than twenty, her face round and sweet. She was actually thirty-seven, but unless you knew her you could not tell.
The woman lifted her daughter out of the tub and wrapped her in a towel. She hugged the little girl close to her. Just seeing her face, her deep brown eyes looking at her full of trust and love, made her feel like everything would be alright. She loved her daughter, and her husband. However, she could not shake the sense of worry filling her mind.
She knew that he would find them. They could not keep running. She worried for her precious daughter. If he managed to find them, what would he do to her? He did not feel pity for anyone, and even though her daughter was innocent, completely clean of all the Evil her parents had come in contact with, he would show no mercy.
With a slight sigh, the woman took her daughter into her room, dressed her, and laid her in her crib. Gently tugging the covers over the baby, the woman began to sing.
My Dear One, my darling
Be still love; let your dreams take flight
I'm watching, and waiting, and silently praying
Peace is with you tonight.
Take hold of love's hand,
And rest beneath its wing
Remember forever in your heart
The lullaby of Purity Spring.
The woman sighed. Her own mother had taught her that song. Smiling down at the now sleeping child, the woman got up and left to prepare for bed.
Snow fell that night. Crawling across the freezing blanket, a patch of dark slithered from seemingly out of nowhere. It went across the cold snow, making its way toward the house. Its master wanted it to happen tonight. As silent as a stalking lioness, the dark shadow slid underneath the door.
All was quiet inside the house. There was no light. The shadow crawled along the floor and stopped outside a bedroom. Soft snoring was heard from inside. It quietly slipped under the door. It could see the couple on the bed, both asleep. Foolish humans, it thought to itself.
The woman awoke with a start. She instantly knew the demon was there. She could feel its aura of menace. She turned to wake her husband, but as she rolled over, so did he. A demonic mug was sneering where her husband's face ought to have been. The woman let out a soul-shattering scream as evil flooded her, taking hold and squeezing away her being. Her last thoughts were on her poor daughter as her world suddenly went black.
The toddler woke to the sound of screaming. She gripped her blanket tightly. She didn't know what was happening, but she felt as if something was in the room. It did not feel at all comforting. She stood shakily, holding on to the bars of the crib as she turned to face whatever was in her nursery. Upon seeing it, she immediately started crying.
A most demonic, evil face stared back at her. It said something she couldn't understand, and raised its clawed hand. The second its hand swooped down, it howled in pain. The hand was blistering, but it had not hit the child. The child, however, was surrounded by a bright white orb. Her eyes glowed white and her mouth was open slightly. The glow began to grow brighter, filling the house with light.
Soon, however, the light grew weaker, until it went out all together. The girl fell back in her crib. The demon, seeing its chance to finally please its master, raised its good claw. It was about to strike when a loud bang sounded. It crumpled to the floor in pain. It writhed and twitched until it fell still, dead.
Its killer dropped his weapon and ran to the crib. He needed to take the child somewhere safe. He picked up the baby and left the house. In the pale moonlight, his face was illuminated to be that of a middle-aged man. From his pocket he produced a beautiful item: a shining blue and white crystal pendant. He clutched it firmly in his hand, and then walked swiftly through the night.
The baby in his arms breathed peacefully, not knowing that in several years from now she would be locked in a battle of good and evil. Thousands and thousands of miles away, three chipmunk toddlers slept soundly, not knowing that several years from now they would discover something that would change their lives forever.