Hello everyone! I've decided to write this story a little differently. Because of how many people like reading AatC fanfics based on their history before CGI, I'll be writing this story as close to the old version as I can to satisfy you. This is still in CGI, and some personalities will be changed somewhat due to the events of this story, but most everything will be like the old version...at least to the best of my ability. I'm unfortunately not very knowledgeable of the old version. If any of you would like to take the time to educate me though on basic things like personality and whatever else you think I'd need to know about the chipmunks and chipettes, make sure to PM me. Be very descriptive and give examples if something is hard to explain. Anyways, I present to you, my parody of "Escape From Furnace"!
Alvin's POV
February 8, 2012. This is the day that I changed my fate forever. The day I doomed myself to become the abomination I am now. I'm reluctant to call myself Alvin Seville again. Do I even deserve a name after the things I've done?
That day at school. It all began with a single theft. Something so petty. Ugh, God it's weird hearing myself use words like that. It's so alien to me, how much smarter I've gotten over the past year. Anyways, I had been sitting at lunch. It was the end of my senior year, and I had promised Simon that I would hang out with him at his table. Theodore was there too, along with the chipettes. Er, I should probably explain this first.
I'm not human. I never was. Nor were my brothers. Believe it or not, we're talking chipmunks. We'd been adopted by a human named Dave, who we came to call our Dad. We had a natural talent for singing, so Dave started our career as rock stars. That life style is of course long over by now. The chipettes, as they've told us, came into our lives in a package from (I think Australia. Some one pm me please for clarification). Well, Dave took them in to live with us, and we've been a family ever since...before this all happened to me.
I was eating my lunch halfheartedly. I'd have preferred to be at the jock table but that wasn't gonna happen. I began hearing a commotion behind me and turned when I noticed Simon and Theodore staring wide eyed at something behind me. When I looked to see what they were staring at, Ryan was pummeling one of the students from the nerd table. He launched his fist into the kid's gut and threw him onto the concrete floor before looking at me a gesturing for me to come over.
I was hesitantly sitting on the edge of the table. That's where I made the mistake that lead to all that's happened. I jumped down from the table and ran over to Ryan.
"You said you needed some cash to pay for the text book you lost right? Well...", Ryan said, pointing at the sniveling boy.
I disgust myself. I crawled over the boy and dug into his pocket, where I found his wallet. The kid just stared at me in disbelief as I folded up a fifty dollar bill and stuffed it in my hoodie. I dropped the wallet and walked back to my table without a word.
Collecting my things, I glanced at the glaring Simon before walking off to the front office. The book had to be payed off, or I wouldn't have passed. To this day, I scoff at myself for that incident. For the things I've done after that day, I'm glad I barely resemble my old self.
The theft only increased exponentially thereafter. I began stealing little things from my own family. Things like a dollar or two here, a watch or other electronic there for selling. It became a hunger I couldn't control. I felt that I needed more. So I eventually robbed my first house. I came out with a little over two hundred dollars.
From then on, I'd only been robbing homes and stores. They got me a lot further than picking on my brothers and the chipettes. The only failed attempt I can think of, aside from the one that got me in prison, was on March 23 when I'd come to a house, no lights on at all, so I had only assumed it was safe. I was wearing all black clothing and a black sock with holes cut in the front as a mask. No sooner had I picked the lock to the door and crept in had I come face to face with a man I guess was on his way to the bath room. He was completely naked, and stared back at me in shock. Back then, I considered how fast I ran away record breaking. It's nothing to me now though.
Now, I'll tell you the next step in the order of events leading to what I've become. The last theft I would ever commit...or attempt that is. I'd been planning to break into an electronics shop for several weeks. I spent hours on end learning the layout of the building and it's every day schedules, making sure that it would go flawlessly. I decided It was time I would need some help though.
To this day I curse myself for being so low. So low as to get my own brother, Simon, to help me. He'd never done one bad deed his whole life, and I took that away from him.
Obviously he said no at first. Then I offered him half the profit I got out of the robbery. It still took a lot of explaining of the plan to convince him, even with the promise of money he could put towards his own needs such as books, inventions, collage or whatever nerds save up for. In the end, he finally agreed so long as he only had to keep watch. That was good enough for me.
The night I'd planned the robbery was desolate. I hadn't thought of what the weather would be like, and I paid the price for that. So there we were in the black clothes I'd made, shivvering pathetically in a full down pour while I struggled to work the glass cutter I recently bought. Simon shuddered and asked when I'd be done.
I grunted as I worked away at the last fragments of glass, "J-just shut up and keep watch! I'm almost through.", I shot at him.
Simon sighed and attempted to hide from the rain under a few branches sticking out from the bushes around us. At last, with a splintering sound, the glass fell away from the rest of it, only to land on my foot.
"Mother! Fmmmmmm!", I seethed, doing my best to ignore the pain as I gestured for Simon to crawl through.
The hole I made was only about four inches wide, not exactly a perfect circle, but it got the job done. After hoisting Simon up to the hole, he crawled into it and reached his paw out, of which I tossed him a small duffel back I'd brought before jumped up and caught a hold of his paw. He pulled me up and I too crawled through. We were finally inside.
"Phew. Alright Simon, you just go and hide somewhere that you can still see outside from. You just need to watch for anyone while I collect the stuff.", I instructed to my black-clad brother.
He nodded with a sigh and went off to find a vantage point. I got straight to work. I bounded between the various shelves, shoveling the smallest but most expensive equipment I could find into the duffel bag. Being a chipmunk certainly has it's pros and cons. We're so small that spotting us here is just about impossible. However, it greatly limits what we can carry. I manage to cram several 3DS packages into the bag, along with a few expensive head sets and power cords. By the time the bag was so full it barely closes, I'd counted around two thousand dollars worth of electronics. I couldn't stop there though. I just had to have more.
"Hey! Simon!", hissed to him, of which a crept over to me in response. I reached into the side pocket of the duffel bag and hoisted out a tiny crow bar and handed it to him, "Go bust open the cash register. I'm gonna go check the managers office for more money.", I explained.
"W-what?! You said I only had to keep watch!", Simon barked back. A little too loud.
"SHHHH! You never know if there's anyone around! There's a scheduled night check every two hours! Just...I'll give you two thirds of the profit. You need the money more than me anyways."
My older brother glared at me for a tense moment before grumbling as he turned and trudged over to the register. I turned and ran to the back door. It was, as I'd expected, unlocked. I crept down the corridor, counting down the rows of storage rooms before stopping at the second to last door. Above it read in bold black on a golden plaque that glimmered slightly in the dim light, 'Manager's Office'.
I checked the door knob, and it was locked, "Alright. Good thing I was prepared for this.", I whispered while taking a lock pick from my hoodie's pocket.
The door swung open with a loud creak, making me cringe with worry before putting the pick back in my pocket. Not wasting a second more, I scurried over to the desk centered in the pitch black room and took a tiny, silver flash light from my other hoodie pocket and clicked it on. The desk itself too had a lock on it, a good sign that valuables lie within. I picked the lock as fast as my little paws would allow me and pulled the drawer open with a quiet grating sound of wood on wood. Pale green flashed before my blue eyes as I scanned the drawer's contents with the flash light.
I whispered with an ear to ear grin, "Jack pot..."
As I was reaching for the wad of cash, I suddenly stopped cold when I heard a blood curdling scream from somewhere else in the building. I looked up at the open door way, my heart pounding in my chest. Something caught my eye, a slight gleam of white beside the door in the shadows. When I squinted to look closer, It was all I could do not to shriek by the grinning teeth in the shadows, the grin of an enormous man in a pitch black suit.
The instant he starting walking towards me, I snatched up the cash and hurled it at him while seemingly at the exact same time bolting for the door. I felt air brush over my tail as I scrammbled down the hallway, showing just how close I was to getting caught. Booming foot falls gained on me faster than I thought possible.
Just as I got through the doorway into the store room, I stopped dead in my tracks, gasping in shock at the sight of Simon huddled in a ball on the dimly lit carpet and surrounded by more giant men in black suits. What really got to me though was a much shorter man in the center of it all, bald, wearing a black lab coat with syringes locked into a small rack stitched into the fabric. He's wearing a gas mask, only there's no straps to hold it. Just a long row of stitches piercing his face. I'm not even sure if you can call it a 'him'!
It spasms suddenly, making me scream in fear, only to back up and trip over a massive foot behind me. I look up wide eyed at the grinning man that towers over me. He pulls out a gun and tosses it to another man. It's only then that I realize they all look strangely alike, besides the creature in the gas mask, as if they're all brothers.
The man with the gun pulls out a black tube from his pocket and fastens it onto the end of the gun's barrel, "Hello, Alvin.", his voice booms out with a toothy, shark like grin.
"H-how do you kn-know my name?!", I demanded, stuttering pathetically as I did.
"That doesn't matter. All that's important is that you're a murderer.", the man claimed with a chuckle, "See you back at Caldera!", then suddenly, the man aims the weapon at the floor and fires, making a soft thud.
I look down in confusion and scream, "SIMON! NO!", I shriek while running over to my brother and looking for the bullet wound, which I find dead center in his chest.
"Alvin. You don't need to worry about him. You only care about yourself anyways, right? You just need to run. Get as far away as you can.", I hear a booming voice behind me say.
A loud rattle of metal emits beside me, which I glance over to find being the gun. I reach over and grab it in both my paws as tight as I can, clenching my teeth in sheer anger.
"YOU SON OF A-", I scream while swinging the pistol in the man's direction, but he and the rest of them are already gone.
Sirens blare out from the front of the building as well as red and blue lights dance across the floor, walls and displays. I curse under my breath and look back down at Simon. I single tear drops to the carpet.
"I-I'm so sorry Si...", I snivel as I get up to my paws and dash for the window with the hole, leaving everything behind.
There goes chapter one! I hope you all enjoyed this and look forward to the next chapter. If you think this is boring so far, just stick around anyways. This story is INSANE! It is just sooo cool, the things that happen. I'll give you a few things to look forward to. Skinless dogs, dissection, incinerators, super strength, and an underground prison called 'Caldera'. Still not interested?! Go back to being a low life!
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