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Chapter 2 – The First Day
In the dense, never-ending world of mist a single figure continued moving forward. His entire body felt weak, and yet full of energy at the same time. As he struggled onward he became aware of the increasingly vivid images flashing through his mind. In each image he felt the presence of two people where now he could only feel one. Constantly the two presences fought and argued against each other.
Sighing, the figure continued moving forward. Why was he seeing these images? Was it possible that he was one of these presences? But it made no sense. The two presences felt nothing like what he felt from himself. If he was one of these presences, would his presence not feel the same? Pushing forward through the mist he suddenly found himself screaming and falling to his knees. Pain... Pain worse than anything he thought possible flooded through him.
But he knew he could not stop walking. Climbing to his feet he continued moving. Even as his body felt like it was being ripped apart from the inside he struggled to keep his feet moving.
Pain...
The next few days went by in a blur for the chipmunks. Toby took them shopping for food and the few school supplies they didn't need to custom order. They also got to know Toby a bit better and he got to understand how different the three of them were. Finally, the last day before school came and Simon and Alvin spent it talking about things. One thing they immediately agreed on was that no one at school could know they were together.
They would both pretend they were perfectly normal straight chipmunks that attended school. Other than that, they talked about how they would protect Toby while they were at school. Already they had fended off six separate Tainted attacks, and barely done so without Toby catching on. Simon personally thought Toby was catching on. At random times when they thought they were alone, Toby would suddenly appear.
He had already almost caught Alvin using his crystal three times. They had come up with a few ideas on what to do but so far they had decided that Simon's idea was the best. He had suggested they create a barrier around the house and power it with latent energy from their crystals. Alvin, who had been unable to come up with any better ideas, had easily agreed. So Simon had searched the house for the best points to latch the barrier to.
Alvin was completely surprised when Simon reported that there was already a barrier around the house. Specifically a six point barrier being powered by latent lunarium energy. Someone had obviously already thought about protecting the house and, since Simon knew that neither Dave, Alvin or he had done it, that meant it was most likely Aaron who had done so.
So, with their house and Toby protected, Alvin and Simon went to bed. Climbing into the chair beside Theodore they snuggled close together. They had managed to sleep in each others arms every night without Toby noticing so far. They could only hope their luck would continue. Plus without being able to hug and comfort each other during the day they would need all the night togetherness they could get. Yawning lightly, Alvin and Simon drifted off into a dream-filled sleep...
Secure in the knowledge that as long as they were together, nothing could go wrong.
It was a beautiful peaceful morning. The sounds of birds waking up and singing filled the morning air. A gentle breeze blew the trees all around and not a single thing could disturb the quaint beauty of the morning.
!BEEP!BEEP!BEEP!
A loud piercing beeping noise woke Alvin and his brothers from their deep sleep. It's grating beep echoed all around them. Snarling, Alvin grabbed the small clock and shook it hard. To his surprise though it wouldn't stop beeping. Turning to look at Simon he motioned towards the loudly beeping clock.
!BEEP!BEEP!
"Any idea how to turn it off Si?" questioned Alvin annoyed.
"No. You better go ask Toby," answered Simon with a small frown.
Alvin blinked and nodded. Lifting the clock in his paws he started running towards Dave's room. It wasn't often he discovered something Simon didn't know. But for some reason the annoying beeping kept him from feeling any joy from this particular discovery. Jumping onto the dresser he let it beep for a few seconds hoping it would wake Toby for him. Sure enough Toby began to move and roll in his sleep, the beeping slowly starting to wake him up.
"Toby...Toby make it stop!" exclaimed Alvin loudly.
Toby jerked awake and looked up at Alvin.
"What you doing," he slurred sleepily.
"There's something wrong with the clock, it won't shut up," growled Alvin slapping his hand against the clock face angrily, "I can't sleep, it's driving me insane!"
Toby stumbled out of bed and over to the clock. Slapping his hand down on the top he watched Alvin breath a sigh of relief as the beeping stopped. He quickly explained what it was and what it was for. Alvin nodded and relayed that it was a good idea to have something to wake them up. But for the life of him couldn't figure out why it had to be so annoying. Toby looked confused, the clock wasn't that annoying, was it?
"Why is the clock annoying Alvin?" questioned Toby
"Are you kidding? That thing feels like it's ripping my head open, and my ears are still ringing!" exclaimed Alvin angrily, his eyes flashing slightly.
"It must be because you're a chipmunk. I'll see if we can find you a different alarm," said Toby.
Alvin nodded his thanks and rushed out of the room to go and see if Simon and Theodore were ready to go. None of them knew what to expect at school but from what Toby had explained it wouldn't be too bad. Sighing, Alvin pulled off his pajamas and pulled a clean red hoodie on. A quick trip to the bathroom and his teeth were brushed and his hair was combed. Grabbing his small red backpack he slung it over his shoulder and made his way to the kitchen table.
Jumping onto it, he nodded at Simon and Theodore and began munching on some dry cereal. Once they were all finished they went and brushed their teeth again. It annoyed Alvin to have to brush his teeth twice every time he ate, once before and once after. But they had no choice, for some reason certain food stuck to their teeth if they didn't brush often enough.
Nodding at Toby, they exited the house and climbed into the car. Toby yawned loudly and his eyes widened as he pointed to a bush a few houses away.
"Hey! It's my cat! How you doing, you remember me?" questioned Toby loudly.
Alvin, Simon and Theodore's eyes widened as the cat hissed and snarled at Toby. Toby's eyes widened and he climbed into the car and slammed the door shut. Alvin held back a laugh as Toby started the engine. Breathing deeply, Alvin, Simon and Theodore let Toby buckle them in and they braced themselves. If they could have their way they would just teleport to school. Driving with Toby was deadly.
Sure enough, Toby put his foot on the gas and the car jerked and shot forward. Alvin, Simon and Theodore felt themselves crushed into the seat and scowled. Hopefully Dave wouldn't be in the hospital much longer. Maybe he could teach Toby a thing or two about driving before he killed them and saved the Tainted the trouble.
Toby pulled the car up out in front of the school and pushed opened the passenger door. Simon, Alvin and Theodore jumped out and Toby shut the door behind him. Calling a goodbye through the open car window Toby put his foot on the gas and drove away. Theodore, Alvin and Simon looked at each other and then turned to look at the school. The first thing all three of them noticed was that it was big. The building was huge and obviously held at least a hundred people or more.
Simon and Theodore both felt a little scared at that. The more people there were, the bigger the chance of running into someone who was Tainted. A bell rang in the distance and the crowd of people outside all immediately turned and began to head inside. Sighing, they all looked at each other and made their way up the front stairs. Walking into the school they were quickly forced to scatter. People were walking everywhere and they had to dodge and jump out of the way again and again.
After a few seconds of this, Alvin was fed up and flooded lunarium through his veins. Immediately everyone around him seemed to slow down and he found it easy to move around without getting hit. Simon quickly followed his example and unnoticed by his brothers Theodore quickly did the same. Though one would think being so close to each other they would both notice Theodore using lunarium, it was not so.
With so many people in the school Simon and Alvin's senses were no doubt quite messed up. Only Theodore could pick out Alvin and Simon easily, but that was because he had much more practice than them. Theodore turned and his eyes widened at the sight of a man-sized eagle seemingly flying towards him.
"GO EAGLES!" shouted the man-eagle.
Flattening himself into the ground Theodore let out a small scream as the man-eagle flew over him and began to fall down the stairs.
Jumping onto the railing he looked down and winced as the eagle crashed again and again down the stairs. Simon and Alvin jumped up beside him and they were about to keep moving when someone walked up behind them. Theodore immediately noticed but Alvin and Simon continued staring down the stairs until she cleared her throat.
"Ahem,"
Alvin, Simon and Theodore spun around and found themselves staring at a older lady with dark brown hair that had a few specks of lighter brown, almost gray, in it. She was wearing a pure white shirt and a bead necklace.
"You must be our new students. I am Dr. Rubin, the Principle," said Dr. Rubin.
"Hi, I'm Theodore," said Theodore waving his hand.
"How do you do. I'm Simon," said Simon nodding at Dr. Rubin.
"I'm Alvin, it's nice to meet you," said Alvin politely.
"A pleasure. Follow me gentlemen," said Dr. Rubin before turning around and walking down a hallway to the right.
Alvin, Simon and Theodore looked at each other and shrugged. Jumping off the railing they quickly hurried after Dr. Rubin.
So far, so good...
As they followed Dr. Rubin towards what they assumed was their homeroom, Simon found himself struggling to maintain his senses. There was so many people around them that it was hard to focus on anything. He knew that Alvin had lunarium flowing through him right now, but he couldn't sense it. It was only because Alvin's eyes had the slightest light to them that he knew.
As they turned another corner Alvin's ears twitched as a cocky voice reached them. Straining to listen, his eyes widened. Who the hell would put someone with a broken leg back into a football game? Plus who the heck would be stupid enough to go back in with a broken leg even if told to? Blinking, Alvin could come up with only one solution.
A dumb jock was talking, and by what he was hearing, this idiot obviously had an audience. Sighing, Alvin looked up as they stopped in front of a door. Dr. Rubin knocked twice and a few seconds later the door opened. A young lady with long, dark brown hair stood in the doorway. She had slightly brown eyes and a pleasant smile.
"Miss Ortega, they're all yours," said Dr. Rubin with a nod before turning and leaving down the hallway.
Miss Ortega looked down at the chipmunks and smiled at them.
"Hi guys, welcome to home room," she said with a smile.
Alvin, Simon and Theodore all smiled back. Walking into the room Alvin winced as the smell of zit cream filled his nose. He hated the smell of zit cream. Sighing Alvin jumped up onto the teacher's desk, his backpack thumping against his back. Simon and Theodore quickly jumped up after him and they stood silently as Miss Ortega walked to the front of the classroom.
"Everyone, I'd like to introduce our three new students," said Miss Ortega motioning towards the chipmunks.
One of the girls in the back of the classroom looked away from a boy who was still talking and her eyes widened.
"The chipmunks?" she screamed loudly jumping out of her seat.
At her shout, the rest of the class looked towards the front desk and soon enough they found themselves surrounded by a group of fans. Theodore smiled and waved at each of them.
"Hi, I'm Theodore," he said each time he waved.
Simon laughed silently and put his hand over Theodore's mouth.
"Yes, he's Theodore, just in case you missed it. And I, am Simon," said Simon with a small smile and nod.
The girls immediately turned to look at Alvin as he stepped forward. Simon watched as Alvin put his hands together like he was holding a gun and sighed. They never should have let Alvin watch James Bond.
"The name's Seville... Alvin Seville," said Alvin with a wide smile.
One of the girls reached out and Alvin wrapped his paws around her finger. Kissing it, he looked into her eyes and muttered a small line of french. The girl practically swooned in front of him and Simon struggled not to growl at her. He knew they had agreed to hide, but really! Did Alvin have to do such a good job?
In the back of the classroom, the jock who had been entertaining the girls frowned.
"Someone needs to take them down a peg, and I know just what to do," said the jock as a creepy smile spread over his face.
Back at the front of the classroom Simon shivered. Why did he feel like the day was about to get bad? Very bad.
In the basement beneath Jett Records, one former producer, Ian Hawk, sat on an old ratty couch and contemplated his life. He had once been the biggest producer of all time, with fifteen cars and seven maids. He had even gotten court-side seats to any major game he wanted to see. Hell, even his maids had gotten tickets. But it had all been taken away from him.
He had signed a contract for a world tour with the chipmunks but when they had fled to their freedom, he had been ruined. The contracts had been broken and Jett Records had been sued. To cut their loses they had publicly fired him, to disgrace him and stop the chances of him ever getting back to where he had been. Sighing, Ian looked up as the trash shoot made the noise signaling it was being used. Sure enough, a few seconds later a pile of garbage fell into the large garbage bin below the shoot.
Pushing himself off the couch, Ian walked over to the trash and looked inside. He was sure he had seen the tell-tale pink color of a coffee filter. Smiling Ian pushed his hand into the garbage and pulled it out. It was used and wouldn't have the flavor of a fresh cup of coffee but it would have to do. Putting the filter into a small tin hanging from a pipe he turned the pipe and let hot water run into the tin. Turning the water off he left it there. It would talk a half hour for it to be ready to drink.
Looking through the trash, his eyes widened in surprise when he caught sight of a half-eaten muffin. Sighing, Ian pulled it out and took a bite. It was better than not eating. Walking back over to the couch Ian sat down and turned on his radio. His eyes immediately narrowed as the chipmunk's squeaky voices filled the air.
Girl,you really got me now,
You got me so I don't know what I'm doing.
Girl, you really got me now,
You got me so I can't sleep at night.
Girl,you really got me now,
You got me so I don't know what I'm doing.
Oh yeah, you really got me now.
You got me so I can't sleep at night.
You really got me (Oh!)
You really got me (Yeah!)
You really got me
Snarling, Ian picked up the old broken radio and hurled it across the room. It hit the wall and shattered nicely. Leaning back against the couch, he vowed he would have his revenge against the chipmunks. Suddenly though, Ian found himself being pushed against the broken couch as wind seemed to whip and fly around the room. Electricity crackled and sparked and after a few seconds a massive blackish-yellow tear appeared in the middle of the room.
Ian watched, horrified, as a large black metal clawed hand reached out through the tear and gripped mid-air. Seconds later, an arm followed... then a leg... then the body... and finally the rest. The tear disappeared and Ian found himself staring at a large black armored freak. Spikes jutted from the armor and two glowing blackish-yellow eyes seemed to stare into his very soul.
Suddenly the armored freak glowed and in his place stood a black haired man. His eyes still glowed brightly but his armor had been replaced by black spiked leather. The man took a step forward and looked Ian up and down.
"Yes... you will do nicely Ian Hawk. Tell me, do you want revenge against the chipmunks?" questioned the man.
"Yes!" exclaimed Ian instantly.
The man grinned and held out a small blackish-yellow crystal out towards Ian. Unsure of what to do, Ian reached out and grabbed it. He instantly felt his eyes widen as power filled him. More power than he had ever felt before suddenly flowed through his veins. Never had he felt as strong and powerful as he felt now. Nothing would be able to stand in his way with this power!
"What is this?" questioned Ian looking over at the man.
"Do not worry about that. Use this power Ian Hawk. Your revenge is arriving at your doorstep with the mail," answered the man with a grin before vanishing in a swirl of energy.
Ian looked around confused, but after a few seconds he grinned. He didn't know what that man meant but the power he had given him was incredible. Closing his eyes, Ian drank more and more of the power into himself. Nothing had ever given him such pleasure. Smiling, Ian failed to notice his eyes flash sickly black before returning to normal.
Looking down at the crystal in his hand, Ian found it looked beautiful. It was a darkish yellow and seemed to glow with an inner black light. But as he struggled to look past the light Ian found the crystal seemed to have formed around something. Deep inside the blackish-yellow crystal was a small black shard of some other type of crystal. It took a few seconds for Ian's mind to identify it but he did.
Why in the world did his Calcite crystal have a piece of Obsidian in it?
The mailman pulled to a stop outside of Jett Records. Like always he had an entire crate of mail for the music studio. Yawning, he stepped out of the car and walked around to the back. Opening the double doors of the large mail truck the mailman grabbed the crate that had been packed back at the station. Lifting it into his arms he sighed heavily and started on his way towards the building. But as he walked over to the building's doors, he failed to notice as a package started shaking and fell off the crate to the ground.
The package shook a few more times until a small rip appeared in the top. It was quickly followed by two more equally small rips on different parts of the package. After a few seconds the rips got bigger and three small furry chipette heads appeared out of the package.
The chipette closest to the center had bright blue eyes and bright golden fur. Her headfur was combed down in the front and tied in a ponytail at the back. The second chipette, closest to the right side, had dark purple eyes and a pair of equally dark purple glasses. She had dark golden fur and her headfur was tied in one big ponytail on the top of her head. The last chipette had bright green eyes and incredibly bright golden fur, her headfur was tied in two small pigtails.
Looking around, the blue-eyed chipette found her eyes widening.
"We actually made it... Jett Records," she said.
Taking a longer look around, her eyes widened once again. Standing behind the fountain brushing his teeth was the one person they never thought they would meet.
"Look, it's Ian Hawk," said the blue-eyed chipette.
The purple-eyed and green-eyed chipette looked up at the same time, with equal looks of shock over both of their faces as they stared at Ian. After looking at each other again, the chipettes nodded and scurried over to the fountain.
"Um, Mr. Hawk?" questioned the blue-eyed chipette loudly.
Behind the fountain, Ian's eyes widened to incredible proportions. It couldn't possibly be that easy, could it? He had said his revenge would be coming with the mail and he had just seen these three chipettes break out of a mail package.
"Hello! Mr. Hawk!" shouted the blue-eyed chipette a little louder.
Ian smiled secretly to himself and walked out to the front of the fountain. He looked down at the three chipettes and forced an evil grin away.
"What do you want?" questioned Ian
"We'd like to introduce ourselves, I'm Brittany," said the blue-eyed chipette before turning and pointing to the two chipettes beside her, "And these are my sisters, Eleanor and Jeanette."
"Hello," said Eleanor and Jeanette together.
"So what can I do for you girls?" questioned Ian
"Well... you made the chipmunks stars. We want to be stars too," said Brittany.
"And hang out with the chipmunks!" exclaimed Eleanor giggling.
Ian grinned inwardly. This was perfect.
"Well before we get all girly and giggly, tell me, can you sing?" questioned Ian.
The three chipettes looked at each other and turned around. Huddling they began whispering quietly to each other. Their tails twisted together and they started to sway. Ian instantly knew they were about to sing and he couldn't let that happen. If someone heard them here they would never allow him to get away with them. Grinning, a perfect plan came into his mind.
"Wait girls, not here." said Ian looking around, "Lets go to my... penthouse office."
The girls nodded and Ian quickly made his way over to the door to the staircase. Pulling it open, he let them run in before entering and closing it behind him. Nodding, he motioned up the stairs and began following them. Climbing who knows how many stairs... he lost count at thirteen sets of stairs... Ian finally came out onto the roof. He walked over and sat in the chair he'd left there and watched as the chipettes climbed onto the building sign.
"So girls, tell me about yourself," said Ian.
"Well, we grew up in a small town, population 300 and..." began Brittany.
Ian listened absently as the girls explained where they had come from. Even though he wanted to interrupt them and get straight to the singing, he knew that would hurt his case. He needed to appear loving and caring if he wanted these girls to work against the chipmunks. Finally, the girls finished and looked at Ian waiting for him to say something.
"Very interesting. So... dazzle me," said Ian waving his hand to motion them to begin.
Ian watched as the girls turned around and began muttering again. Their tails twisted together again and they turned around starting to sing.
Three little birds, sat on my window.
And they told me I don't need to worry.
Girl, put your records on, tell me your favourite song
You go ahead, let your hair down
Sapphire and faded jeans, I hope you get your dreams,
Just go ahead, let your hair down.
Ian blinked a few times, his eyes wide and shocked. He couldn't believe what he was hearing. The Chipettes were just as good as the chipmunks had been!. They would be perfect for destroying the chipmunks and their reputation. His master would be pleased.
"Girls that was incredible! You're hired," said Ian with a pleasant grin.
The Chipettes started jumping up and down in happiness and giggling. Ian smiled pleasantly as they giggled but inside he was cackling evilly. He couldn't believe how lucky he was to have found such perfect tools for his revenge.
"So, when do we get to meet the chipmunks?" questioned Eleanor.
Ian smirked in his head and put a devastated look on his face. Only a few minutes and he was already going to start the first part of his plan. All he needed to do was convince the girls how 'evil' the chipmunks were and he would be on his way.
"I... I don't really manage the chipmunks anymore," said Ian sadly.
The chipettes eyes widened and they immediately asked the question he knew was coming.
"That's awful, what happened?" questioned Brittany.
Ian smirked, and his web of lies and half truths began...
Deep in the mist the lone figure continued to struggle forward. He didn't know what had happened but it was becoming more urgent. He needed to leave this place, to return from wherever he had come from. The images were coming faster now and they were all about that person with multiple presences. The young boy called Aaron and his alter-ego Shade.
He didn't know how but he knew he was connected to this person and his multiple presences. He only saw him in the images so they had to be connected. But the question on his mind was how? How was he connected to this... Aaron?
Suddenly pain flooded through his body once again. It had been happening more and more often lately. Though the pain was weakening each time it happened, it was becoming more frequent. He only hoped that eventually it would just stop hurting. Sighing, he forced his legs to keep moving forward. He could see a faint light in the distance and knew that if he managed to reach it his journey through this mist would be complete.
He didn't know how he knew this, he just did. But something else bothered him. No matter how long he walked or how far he felt he had gone, he never seemed to get any closer to the light. As if each step he took, made the light move further away.
But he would not stop walking...