Yay! 6 reviews so far, thanks guys I didn't think it'd be that good. Oh and I forgot to tell you this was CGI so yeah, thanks again and uh read on!

Brittany's pov.

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"Brittany please just pick a channel," Jeanette begged sighing heavily as she looked over at me from behind her math textbook, I groaned and decided to just leave it on Animal Planet since Eleanor seemed mildly interested in it.

"Mangy beasts, they're so disgusting," I stated glaring at the hyena limping across the screen, "Then why are you watching it?" Jeanette asked as she scribbled something down in her notebook.

I rolled my eyes and jumped down from the couch I headed for the kitchen slightly confused as to what was taking the boys so long, the cat door flew open and a shaking Theodore knocked me off my paws.

"HEY! YOU GOT MUD ON MY-," the words died in my throat as Theodore scrambled away completely ignoring me as he raced towards the music studio where we could hear the soft strumming of a guitar.

It wasn't the fact that Theodore had left me there staring wide eyed down at my shirt that left me speechless; it was the fact that the dark substance on my pink outfit wasn't dirt, but blood.

My nose instinctively scrunched up as my sisters came to help me up, " What's wrong with Theodore?" Eleanor asked as she took hold of my left arm.

I yanked my arm out of her grip my mind whirling as the gears in my head sprung to life, I scampered out the cat door not even paying attention to the confused and horrified looks on my sisters faces.

It was so clear I didn't even have to go into blood hound mode to track them down, Theodore had been covered in the crimson liquid and a lot of it had been dragged along the ground as he ran leaving a clean line of red through the front lawns of our neighbors.

The line turned into Mr. Jameson's backyard and the scent overwhelmed my scenes, my pace slowed as my mind finally woke up from autopilot.

One of the boys was severely hurt; he was bleeding to death, "Dave?" Simon's hopeful voice made my head snap around and my heart stop.

It didn't even look human; it didn't look like any living thing, the only thing that helped me recognize who it was, was the tattered remains of red fabric and the color of his eyes.

He wasn't dead, that much I could tell from where I was standing, his golden eyes hadn't lost the stubborn flame that annoyed the heck out of me each and every day and he was gasping for air as blood trickled from the corners of his mouth.

My body moved with on its own leaving my shocked and numb mind behind as I quickly slipped out of the most expensive jacket I had and handed it to the trembling blue eyed chipmunk, he quickly added my jacket to his own hoody as he struggled to stop the bleeding.

I grabbed hold of his limp russet paw and gave it a quick tight squeeze as what I had said earlier repeated over and over in my head.

" I hope he dies,"

Tears gathered in my eyes as I squeezed his paw tighter bringing it to my chest so it was pressed against my skin right over my heart, "I didn't mean it, I didn't mean it Alvin," I whispered as the tears escaped and trickled down my cheeks.

His paw tightened around mine and I managed to look the dying chipmunk in the eyes, a smirk was stretched across his paling face and his voice came out hoarse.

"I'd never imagine you crying over me," he stated smugly causing hard coughs to erupt through his chest, "Stop talking," Simon hissed just as sirens echoed behind us getting louder and louder along with the panicked voices calling out his name.

I let my eyes finally wonder over his wounds, a long deep gash was torn from his collar bone down to his hips exposing his bones and guts to the elements, Simon had tried his best to shield them with our clothing. His tail was bloodily and shorter as if the end had been ripped off, small cuts and gashes decorated his arms and ears.

Alvin's eyelids fluttered and began to drop, " DON'T YOU DARE DIE! DON'T LEAVE US BEHIND LIKE MOM AND DAD ALVIN! DON'T YOU DARE FREAKING DIE ON ME!" Simon yelled grabbing hold of his older brother's shoulders just as his paw went limp in mine.

I'll let you guys take a guess on whether he actually did die or not, cause I like suspense and it's funny to make cliffhangers!

R&R my friends!