Authors Note: Well, here's Chapter 8 for you, and I hope it's just as good as the previous chapter. Oh, and if you see lettering like thisit's a flashback. And if it's like this it's lyrics.
Disclaimer: I own nothing involved with this story other than my OC Nathan Seville, the other Guest OC's involved belong to their respective owners, Alvin and the Chipmunks, and The Chipettes belong to Ross B. and Fox Studios, and the story of "Ultimate Team" belongs to MetalMunk15. That and the song performed in this is owned by singer Phil Collins.
Alvin hisses in pain as he was patched up again, his rib having apparently fused back together the wrong way, which required it to be broken and reset into the right alignment, "Dammit Tubs! That hurts!" Alvin shouted, getting a flat look from Stitch, who chirped something to the black furred Wheatley, "Yeah I agree, way too expressive for my tastes too," the Mimic replied, Alvin rolled his eyes, Ike stammering with his words as he attempted to cover up what Brittany had asked about earlier, "I cannot discuss it, I am under strict orders to keep my mouth shut on all top secret projects and-" Ike was cut off midsentence by the cool feeling of a knife to the back of his neck, the white furred Reaper holding the weapon, "Start talking or I start cutting." Blade explained, causing Ike to sweat nervously, and then he sighed and nodded, "Fine, since you put it that way, I'll tell you, but if I'm killed for divulging Top Secret files to you then it's your fault." Ike replied, as Blade removed the knife from his neck and slid it back into one of his many sheaths.
Ike then walked over to a file cabinet and opened it, taking a file with a red "TOP SECRET" stamped onto it, "People, what I'm about to show you, cannot leave this base got that?" Ike asked, getting nods from everyone, including J-Rod who for once seemed genuinely confused with the file his handler was holding, and now set it onto the table and opened it, "This is Project: Juggernaut, what we were working on to try and defend our planet from a possible extraterrestrial invasion." Ike explained, sliding the now open file across the table, right at Alvin's feet, "So…you tried to make a monster to protect you from other aliens?" Alvin asked, getting a nod from Ike, "Yes, at least that's what it started out as, until J-Rod and his crew crash landed in Roswell. I along with a few more agents from the government were sent to assess the damage to the crafts," Ike replied, getting a causing Cal to shake his head, "Wait, "crafts"? So you mean to say that there were two UFO's that crashed?" Cal asked, getting yet another nod from Ike, "Precisely, but while we were clearing the area, I found a body…and more were found and recovered from the crash. I was still tagging a body when I heard the shout of a survivor being found, though he was badly injured. We performed first aid on the site, and took him back to Area 51 with the others," Ike explained, as J-Rod made a rumbling purring sound, the closest thing he could do to a saddened sigh. "Okay, not to sound insensitive to J-Rod, but can we get back on track please?" Copper asked, as Ike groaned, his attempt on changing the subject having failed, "Okay, sorry. Anyway, once the bodies were back in the base, the scientists performed autopsies on them, and took samples of the tissues and bone structures, I asked them what is was for, and they told me that I had no need to know," Ike explained, as Simon read the files with Jeanette, the two trying to fine the main reason to the project itself.
"I took no mind to that, having been assigned the task of watching out for our intergalactic house guest. It wasn't until I was told to meet up with one of the colleagues of Area 51 that I was told what the project was about…"
It was hot, muggy, and the bugs were driving him crazy. It always seemed that if an assignment required the agent to go into a place that was bug infested, then Ike was the man for the job, "Good lord, where is this place?" Ike asked himself, as he trekked through the jungle of this facility. It was about midday when Ike finally found the front door to the facility, which looked like nothing but an abandoned warehouse to him. But it was apparent that this place was what it was detailed as by his boss. The door opened and he stepped inside, shivering now from the considerably colder interior, "Ah, Agent Ike I presume?" a man asked, causing Ike to turn and find the source of the voice to be none other than the colleague he was told to meet with, "Yes I am, you're Peter right?" Ike asked, causing the man to smile and chuckle, "Well, who else would I be?" Peter replied, as he handed Ike a package with a biohazard symbol on the top, "Here you go, now leave, I need to get back to work." Peter said, and before Ike could protest to anything, a scale covered faceless creature dashed up to him and growled, "Now Scaled, that wasn't very nice of you," Peter scolded, then grinned, "As your punishment, you'll escort Agent Ike back to his car, and by escort, I mean actually guide him there, my friends at Area 51 are waiting for that package." Peter said, a disappointed growl sounding from the scaly creature as it walked out of the door, followed by Ike…
"WHAT! You met with Peter!" Alvin shouted, then hissed from the pain of his rib, "Yes, he was a colleague of ours since the beginning, up until you killed him, and as it was, you killed him right before he was about to give us the last package for Project: Juggernaut." Ike replied, as Alvin growled, "Good, anything he gave you was probably going to be the end of your life anyway." Alvin stated, as Ike nodded, "I understand where you're coming from, but back on track, the project was originally going to be destroyed, but then the first Beastling reports came in, and I guess someone decided to make a deal with the leaders at one point." At this point, Ike took an unlabeled DVD out of the file, and slipped it into a laptop he had available. Immediately a scene played showing the three Beastling leaders meeting with three men in black suits…
"So, we're agreed, we'll allow you to have a sample of our DNA, and give you one of each species we have in our army, and you'll leave us to ourselves." Fenrir explained, as the lead agent nodded, "Yes, that's all we want, give us that, and you'll never see or hear from us again," the agent replied, as Fenrir smiled and held out his left arm, sealing the deal and giving the agent a sample of his DNA, followed by Anthrax, and then Vesuvius. Then Fenrir slithered out of the makeshift base camp the agents had setup, howling into the air and gaining the attention of his army, "Listen up, in a short moment, three men will walk around amongst you. If you so much as touch one of them, you will be killed, they will take one of each of your kind, and then leave us alone. If you are chosen to be taken, you will not put up any fight, or else you will be killed and hauled off. That is all!" Fenrir explained, as the army growled but submitted to these orders…
The video then ended and was put back into the file, "What they did with those monsters, I have no clue, but what I do know is this, it was related to whatever Peter was going to give us in that last package." Ike explained, as Cream glared at the agent, "So, where are they now?" the white furred Chipette asked, as Ike shrugged his shoulders, "I assume that they're dead by now, I have no clue," Ike said, as Alvin growled again, "So, you guys made a deal with the devil, and that was so you could finish your precious Juggernaut?" Alvin asked, as Ike sighed and nodded, "I guess, I only know what they tell me, okay, now I need to put this away before they realize something is being disclosed with civilians." Ike replied, closing the file and putting it back into the cabinet, sighing in nervous relief that the file was back where it belonged.
About an hour or so later, Brittany was putting Izzy to bed, "But I don't wanna go to bed, I'm not even tired," Izzy said, no sooner yawning, causing Brittany to giggle to herself, "Well, how about I sing you to sleep?" Brittany asked, getting a smile in response, "Okay!" Izzy replied, as Brittany tucked him in and sat next to him on the bed, cleared her throat a bit and just started singing the first thing she could think of.
"Come stop your crying, it will be alright,
Just take my hand, hold it tight,
I will protect you from all around you,
I will be here, don't you cry." Brittany sang, the song already having lulled Izzy to sleep, but Brittany continued with it anyway, running a loving paw over the bandage on his arm.
"For one so small, you seem so strong,
My arms will hold you, keep you safe and warm,
This bond between us, can't be broken,
I will be here, don't you cry." At this point, Brittany heard her sisters vocalising the song for her, causing her to smile and continue to the chorus.
"'Cause you'll be in my heart,
Yes, you'll be in my heart,
From this day on, now and forever more,
You'll be in my heart, no matter what they say,
You'll be in my heart, always." Brittany was about to continue, when the vocalizing stopped, causing Brittany to turn and find Wheatley, still mimicking Alvin's alter-ego Machine, in the doorway, "Um, begging your pardon, Miss Brittany, but I can't find Alvin anywhere, and I was wondering if he was with you?" Wheatley asked, causing Brittany to face palm. That idiot Alvin decided to take things into his own hands again, and this time didn't even have the decency to let her know about it.
The snow was falling from the sky, as Anthrax waited, wondering why it was so important that he had to meet with…Him. Several hours have passed since he took perch on the Parliament Hill, causing him to wonder why they meet in Ontario, neat the Canadian equivalent of the White House. "So, you came, I'm surprised," Alvin said, catching the attention of the monstrous leader, "You wanted me to meet you on civil terms, and I can only imagine the reason why," Anthrax replied, as Alvin nodded, "You didn't come for me when you attacked Area 51, did you?" Alvin asked, getting a growl in response, "I'll admit, the thought of killing you was an added bonus, but if you want a straight answer then no, I wasn't after you, you just happened to be there at the time I decided to play the hero for once." Anthrax explained, causing Alvin to get a confused look on his face, "Hero? You killed over a hundred people tonight, and lost most of your attacking platoon of monsters yourself!" Alvin shouted, causing Anthrax to chuckle, "Yes, but that was a necessary loss of human life, you should know plenty about that Ultimate." Anthrax replied, causing Alvin to growl, "Hmm, I wonder, does Brittany know about those agents you killed? And if she does, does she know that you did it for the simple fact of being bored?" Anthrax taunted, causing Alvin to burst into his Ultimate form and rush at the dark furred leader, who merely grabbed Alvin by the throat again, the sudden stop in motion causing Alvin to shift back to his chipmunk form, "My, such a temper you have, but more to the point, I only attacked your base of operations for one reason, to kill Project: Juggernaut!" Anthrax explained, causing Alvin to sigh, "They're nearing completion Anthrax, and if what I got from Wheatley before I left is correct, Juggernaut will be giving life in a few days, maybe a week." Alvin said, gaining a growl from the monstrous leader of the Beastlings, "So why tell me this Ultimate?" Anthrax asked, as Alvin groaned, "Well, I was thinking, since we both don't want this thing to live on our planet, then why not make a truce, join forces against a common enemy?" Alvin asked, to which Anthrax merely laughed, "Well, that's a proposition I may consider, but I must have something in return." Anthrax replied, turning to face Alvin.
The red clad chipmunk sighed, picking a piece of his torn hoodie and using his metal left claw to cut into his own fleshy right arm, using the fabric of the sweater to sop up some of his blood before the wound closed again, in turn causing Anthrax to grin even wider, "Good decision Ultimate, very good indeed," he purred, getting a glare from Alvin, who then handed the blood soaked cloth to his former foe.
Deep in the depths of Area 51, the top secret door seemed to glow, a low rumbling growl being heard emanating from behind the five foot thick plate steel door. Apparently, Project Juggernaut was going faster than originally thought.
And I'm ending it there, cause I just love leaving you guys with cliff hangers like that. Oh and don't forget to review this chapter by clicking the doobly doo below…if you do, I will slap you with a fish.
