Quarantine

by Stevenspielbergwriter3

"You don't understand, Alvin. Things have changed. Everywhere you go, you're being watched. If you walk down the street, they see every step you take. If you take a dump, they know about it. That's why we need to stick together and stay alert. Because if they catch us off guard, you can be sure they'll take advantage."

1. Prologue

Hello fanfic readers! This is a concept I've wrestled around with for a while. Please read and let me know what you think in a review! Thank you!

BTW this is just a prologue and backstory. If I decide to continue the story, it will focus much more closely on the munks/ettes.

One more thing: I'm trying something out where I give you guys the link to a youtube video containing music (usually a chipmunks song) and you listen to it as you read. If it ends before you get to the next song mark, just restart it or do nothing.

Prologue:

www. youtube watch?v=AL6Na4v8H_o (remove the spaces)

There was once a day when the chipmunks and chipettes could walk down the street without that feeling; that feeling someone would get if they were being watched. No, not just watched. Scrutinized. Examined so closely that all of a sudden, everything they would do they would do knowing millions were watching with curious eyes.

Even this wouldn't have been the end of the world, had they actually had the freedom to still do whatever they wanted, like they had had before the war. Before the Quarantine.

By the end of the year 2017, the world had been experiencing a series of what were called "Temporary International Peace Disturbances" for a few years. How many, no one cared enough to ask. They were only temporary, after all.

What the rest of the United States did not know but what the chipmunks knew and what the U.S. government most certainly knew was that there was a little more to these "disturbances" than what the media was spelling out. In truth, the US was in the middle of a full scale war with China and Russia's new "People's Government".

It started with a few naval skirmishes deep into the Pacific. But before anyone knew it, the front line had dragged all the way to the west coast. Canada surrendered the next day, being promised peace for a temporary occupation in order to rid the nation of weapons powerful enough to challenge the new "Global Freedom Fighter's Alliance" (or GFFA). Unfortunately, instead of departing after the promised month, the Chinese and Russian forces decided to use the Canadian land as a base for invasion of the United States. American resistance seemed all but futile as slowly but surely GFFA armies progressed southward from Canada into the US and crawling deeper and deeper.

All the meanwhile, the United states government was able to maintain that all of the territory losses were simply part of the negotiations with the GFFA in order to restore permanent peace. The chipmunks and chipettes, sadly, helped the US government tremendously by distracting the people with their much beloved music and being paid bundles. And all the meanwhile millions who had lost their homes were desperately being evacuated to more Southern areas as GFFA forces trailed behind them.

But eventually, there came a point where there was no more room to evacuate. With the later addition of Mexico to the GFFA, US citizens were unable to go any farther South than Texas. Those caught trying to leave America were annihilated on the spot. When D.C. fell, that was the end of it. The United States of America was now under GFFA control. The Chipmunks and Chipettes, having their singing talents deemed by the new government as useful, were lucky enough to be forced to perform for audiences in China and Russia while being payed with the standard bread and water provided to all liberated people of all backgrounds.

Eventually, the casual propaganda began to wear out people from all GFFA-controlled territories, and though nothing was ever officially reported in the GFFA media, rumors began to circle around about a few riots. Regardless of whether or not the rumors had been true, civil unrest was very evident just about anywhere one went. Pressure was on the government to do something, What they decided upon doing was frankly more than a little bizarre.

On December 25th 2018, the day after the President of the former US mysteriously "committed suicide", it was announced that the GFFA Broadcasting Service would begin running a new type of reality television show. This show would feature over five thousand of the "best that the Americans could offer" to live quarantined on Manhattan island, forced to create and live under a society completely of their own choice and almost totally independent from the GFFA. The only aid they would receive would be weekly food and medical supplies being dropped a few miles off shore. Hundreds of cameras were to be strategically placed around the area and remotely operated. Any attempt to escape or to disable a camera would result in immediate annihilation.

Two hours after this was announced, the chipmunks and chipettes, along with Dave, were found waiting in a long line for medical treatment on Eleanor's leg and cornered by a couple dozen soldiers. Dave was forced to say his goodbyes to his children within five minutes as the six were torn forcefully away from his to be escorted to a hotel a mile from Manhattan. People awkwardly looked the other way as Dave pounded his fist on the cracked concrete sidewalk and dug his face into the ground, sobbing loudly, screaming for his kids. But they were long gone. And he would probably never see them again.

Well, there you go. I have some nice ideas as to what will go down in Manhattan, but I want to know what you people think too! So please don't waste time! Give me a review and I will get you the next chapter ASAP!