Alvin and the Chipmunks

The Threequel

Alvin and the Chipmunks: Livin life on the wild side

Chapter four

A strange, yet familiar Encounter

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Just over midday, (A few hundred metres from the plane crash)

Immediately pricking his ears upwards to the thunderous crash close by, Soron, and four other chipmunks stood still and alert beside each other, quietly listening out for another peculiar sound. And what broke the silence intrigued them. Six pairs of high pitched voices filled the forest air, causing a flock of doves to spread their wings and soar out into the clear, blue sky.

Soron tilted his head slightly, as he made a swift bound along a fallen Pine tree, never leaving his guard astray. He then peered above him, and directly made eye contact with a rather spaced in bat, dangling from a thin branch high over most of the sea of trees. "Mickey! You and your brothers scout ahead. The rest of us will follow your lead." The chipmunk ordered, swiftly glancing over his shoulder towards his troops, standing straight and poised before him.

The bat released himself from his perch and gave Soron an obedient look. "Will do, chief!" He exclaimed, before fully spreading his long, skin-like wings and taking off towards the source of the voices, with two others following close behind. The five chipmunks wasted no time either, swiftly, yet gracefully weaving through trees below.

Back at the sight of the crash. (It's okay, no-one died...at least no-one but...well, you'll figure it out)

The Jet had taken a fair beating, by the lack of its wings and a rather shattered nose. The plane, luckily, wasn't completely smothered in fallen pine trees and ripped out shrubs, but as it rocketed through nature, a rather large hole had been punctured through the roof, right above chipmunks and the chipette's heads.

Simon finally managed to drag himself out from underneath a pile of suitcases and staggered to his feet, before blindly searching around the room for some kind of flashlight. His glasses were no help either. Just as the plane had plummeted to the earth, he and Jeanette had been forced apart, sending both him and her into a wall, cracking both of his lenses.

His stepping was somewhat uneasy. The whole floor had been completely cluttered with luggage, that it almost made him trip multiple times before he finally reached his smallish, blue webslider. He tapped the screen, and a strong, strong light filled the room.

"Alright! Who's not dead, sound off?" The blue clad chipmunk called, moving his mobile about throughout the destroyed room, hoping to find a familiar face. Finally, to his relief, three bleary voices answered to his call, as Jeanette, Eleanor and Theodore crawled out from underneath various objects.

Eleanor groggily stared around the room, rubbing the back of her head as she did so. "W-where is Brittany and Alvin?" She asked, leaning against the nearest wall for some support. Theodore stumbled across the room towards Eleanor, gently wrapping an arm around her shoulders and slowly pulling her closer to his side. Both of their bodies had been mildly grazed and bruised, and before they knew it, they were cringing sideways from each other, trying to ease away the sudden twinging pain.

Jeanette inhaled a deep, painful breath, as she trudged over towards Simon and curled her arms around him, trying to suppress wincing away from him. "I-I don't know, E-Ellie." She managed through gritted teeth.

Theodore began to tear up. "W-what if Alvin and B-Brittany d-d-died, after the c-crash?" Eleanor's eyes widened at this, and completely ignoring her minor wounds, she wrapped her teary eyed counterpart in her arms and pulled him into a hug. "Oh, Theodore! Please don't think like that! Alvin and Brittany are alive. We just have to find them." She reassured weakly.

"I agree with Eleanor." Simon said, reaching over and pulling Jeanette closer towards him. She buried the side of her head in the crook between his collarbone and let out a sad sniffle. He gently rubbed her shoulder, "they'll be okay, Theodore. C'mon gang! Let's split up and find them!"

"Wait!" Jeanette blurted out, pausing mid step, causing Simon to accidently walk into the back of her. She whirled around, letting out a small squeak in surprise as both their noses brushed across each other, before they took a quick and timid step backwards. The bespectacled chipette giggled nervously, "But we only have your mobile to process light," she pointed out, as a matter of factly. "How are we supposed to separate and only have one source of light?"

Simon hadn't thought of that, "Uhhh-"

Eleanor cut him off suddenly, "Shhh! What's that noise?" She whispered, her ears twitching sensitively above her head as she stepped blindly forwards. Theodore stared about the room, shrugging his shoulders ignorantly as he did so. "I don't hear anything." He replied, "Ellie, where you? What do you hear?"

"I hear puckering noises." Eleanor answered simply, keeping her voice as low as possible. But then as Simon's Webslider flickered its light back on again, her facial expression looked sly. "What do you think it is, Teddy?" She asked, letting out a small giggle.

"Um...I'm all out, El." Theodore replied, "What do you think it is?"

"I think that your big brother has finally gotten lucky." Eleanor answered, stepping over towards her counterpart and taking his paw. She gently pulled him towards the source of the noise, just before Simon stopped them mid step.

"That's not all." The blue clad chipmunk whispered, his eyes suspiciously following all corners of the suite. He then turned back to the two youngest chipmunks and said, "I think we have company, guys."

Jeanette suppressed a frightened squeak, as she stumbled over to her counterpart and grabbed his arm tightly. "L-like what, Simon?" She asked timorously, her eyes trailing his cautiously.

With a trembling finger, Simon shakily pointed towards the fallen lunch trolley, gulping down as two pairs of winged shadows grew rapidly behind the light of his mobile. "Like what's behind t-there." He whispered erratically, as Jeanette threw her arms around him, whimpering loudly to herself.

Theodore and Eleanor froze in the spot, as the shadowy figures approached the end of the trolley, dramatically increasing and decreasing its size. "Oh, boy." Theodore whimpered timidly, his emerald green eyes almost bulging out of their sockets. It felt like the terrifying eagle encounter all over again. Sure he repaid Alvin by saving his life after he did, but that was only one ravenous bird. What he was witnessing could possibly be two of them. Or was he seeing double?

"Alvin. I am so going to strangle you for this." Echoed a high pitched, female voice, instantaneously making the four chipmunks flinch in fright.

"Hey! I said I was sorry! I would think twice before I would even consider kissing you!" Another voice filled the room. But this time, it was male. Simon and Theodore gathered their counterparts into the far corner of the plane, burying themselves underneath suitcases, trying to make themselves as hidden as possible.

"Guys? Guys? Urgh! Where the hell are they?" The male voice groaned, as the shadowy figures inched smaller.

"Oh, I don't know, Alvin. How am I supposed to know? My god this canes!" The female voice replied sarcastically, just before a faint slapping noise echoed throughout the room. "Ow! What the fuck that for?" The male voice growled. "For snogging me." The female voice answered conceitedly.

Eleanor poked her head out from behind a pile of phonebooks. Somehow, those voices sounded awfully familiar. "Brittany? Alvin?" She called softly, turning to the others and gesturing them to follow her lead. "Is that you?"

"Ellie?" The female voice called in return. The two shadows stepped out from behind the fallen lunch trolley, revealing Alvin and Brittany, bruised from head to toe. "Ellie!" Brittany exclaimed, sighing with relief, as she stumbled across the cluttered floor towards her youngest sister. She then pulled the green clad chipette into a sisterly hug, but immediately let out a gasp and leapt backwards, grasping around her waist as she did so.

Eleanor gave Brittany a worried look, "What's wrong, Brittany?" She asked, feeling slightly disappointed by the disturbed reunion between her and her sister.

"I...I have to sit down." Was all Brittany's could reply, as she hissed through gritted teeth. Alvin looked over her side, biting down at his lip when his eyes met a part of ripped cloth, soaking itself with patches of red liquid. He slowly wrapped an arm around her shoulders and guided her towards the foot of the seats, gently easing her down onto her backside.

Alvin gave the pink clad chipette one last apprehensive gaze, before turning towards Simon with a questioning look. "Um, Simon?" He asked quietly, "Do you know first aid?"

Simon seemed confused, as he approached the two eldest chipmunks and knelt down beside Brittany, who was currently trying to suppress wincing in pain. He gently placed his paw over her knee and looked into her rather dull, cold blue eyes. "What do you mean? What's the matter with her?" Simon asked, glancing towards Alvin for a brief second, before turning back to Brittany.

"She collided with the wall when the plane hit." Alvin explained, "And, uh...when w-we were pushed together so...yeah." He finished in a low, somewhat embarrassed tone as he nervously itched the back of his head.

"Is she alright?" Jeanette asked, kneeling down beside Simon to try and get a better view of her wounded sister.

Brittany touched her side with a trembling paw, "y-yeah, Jean. I'm fine. Oh, m-maybe we should just..." She heaved in a deep breath, before continuing. "...You know, patch it up and try and get to a hospital."

Alvin rolled his eyes at her, "You are so unpredictable, Brit." He sighed.

Brittany looked up from her wound and glared at him. "What's that supposed to mean?" She demanded through gritted teeth. Simon placed a paw over her shoulder. "Don't worry about it Brittany." He said, "I'm sure Alvin's just being the unemotional spotlight hugger as always. May I take a look at that wound?"

Brittany bit down on her lip. She sounded a little tense and uneasy about it, but complied nevertheless "Uh, y-yeah."

"It's just a small laceration," Simon said, as he continued to study Brittany's injury. "A bit deeply cut, but I'm sure we have some antiseptic in here somewhere." He lowered the stomach of her shirt and stood up, before turning towards Jeanette and handing over her glasses. "Thank you for letting me borrow these Jeanette."

Jeanette smiled and slid on her glasses, "Glad to be of service."

Finally, Eleanor spoke up, her ears twitching sensitively once again. "Uhhhh, guys?" She said quietly, taking a small sidestep towards Theodore. "Is it just me, or can any of you hear a strange flapping noise that's getting quite close?"

Everybody turned to her, "Huh?"

And just as they said that, a rather loud ear piercing screech echoed through the destroyed plane's suite, causing the six chipmunks to scream. And completely out of the blue, three huge looking bats dropped from the ceiling, spreading their deathly long wingspan and squawking like mad.

Instinctively, Alvin leapt in front of Brittany, shielding her with his arms as the giant bats swooped down from above, attempting on picking out one of each of them. Theodore gathered Eleanor towards the nearest wall, never taking his eyes off her or their three attackers.

Simon and Jeanette weren't so lucky. Jeanette, literally bounding off the walls to try and avoid the bats, slipped and fell from her perch and landed on top of the fallen lunch trolley with a loud, metal thud. As she struggled on crawling across the trolley for her glasses, a pair of outstretched, clawed arm-like feet hooked with her denim jacket and hoisted her body into the air.

"JEANETTE!" Simon shrieked, as one of the bats flailed about the room, swinging around a screaming Jeanette. The blue clad chipmunk was in hysterics. He didn't know what to do. He didn't even know where he was to be methodological. His glasses were no use, and every time he looked up, all he could see was a blur of purple and black.

"JEANIE! TAKE YOUR JACKET OFF!" Eleanor shouted over the shrieking. "TAKE IT OFF NOW!" She watched helplessly, as her sister struggled to comply to her desperate calls, too exhausted to fight back by having been thrown around across the room.

Alvin braced himself, as one of the bats seemed to smell Brittany's blood and turn to them, its long, marble white fangs exposed to the flickering light of Simon's Webslider. It hungrily approached the two eldest chipmunks, hissing through its teeth as it strode across the cluttered floor of the suite. "Oh, lookee here! I get an entrée, and a main course!" It cackled.

Brittany tugged at the hem of Alvin's hoodie, "A-Alvin..." She whimpered, teeth chattering away behind her cold, plump lips.

The red clad chipmunk glared death towards the approaching bat, as he slowly inched himself backwards. "We ain't cheap." He hissed, closing himself between the shivering chipette and the ravenous creature.

The bat cackled out of twisted amusement, "Now don't get all austere with me, redboy." It warned. Alvin's spine tingled as it said this. The bat hungrily rolled its tongue over its bottom lip, as it stalked further towards the red clad chipmunk. "Now hand over the female."

Alvin stood his ground. "Over my dead body!" he growled, swiftly swiping a paw across the animal's dark, furry face, causing it to hiss in pain and stagger away from him. Alvin then bounded beside Brittany and pulled her carefully into his arms, before quickly jogging over to the others, (minus Simon and Jeanette) in the furthest corner of the suite.

Theodore and Eleanor had buried themselves beneath the clutter, shivering like mad, trying to suppress terrified screams. Alvin gently placed his counterpart down next to them, before leaping over to help his brother pry Jeanette out of the bat's claws. The bespectacled chipmunk finally had the animal weighed to the ground, but only with rigorous effort. His face was dripping with sweat, and he had cuts and grazes all along his back, tearing down scraps of his hoodie. And before he knew it, the bat had knocked him off and leapt into the air once again.

"Alvin! Please help me!" Simon cried hysterically, while trying to make a leap for the gliding bat, which was carrying the screaming Jeanette. He hit the ground with a thud. "I can't get to her! She's too high up!"

Alvin turned away from the black and purple blur among the ceiling and locked desperate eyes with his brother. "Give me a boost!" He shouted, "Simon! Get me up there-!"

"Hold it right there!" The chipmunks and the chipettes (Minus Jeanette) all whirled around to face a group of dishevelled, wild chipmunks, all standing straight and poised before them. All except for one, who was standing in front of the others, chest distended, teeth blaring. "Oh, crud." Alvin muttered under his breath, too frozen to move.

The frontage chipmunk then turned to the three bats, still flailing about the ceiling of the suite and ordered with a flick of his index finger. "Daxter! Drop the female!" The midnight blue haired bat hesitantly recurred the order, before reluctantly complying and suddenly letting Jeanette fall from his grip, and she landed safely in the arms of her counterpart.

Jeanette threw her arms around Simon. "Oh thank you thank you thank you!" She exclaimed, as she cupped his furry face in the palms of her paws and kissed him several times to the cheek and nose. The bespectacled chipmunk blushed at this, before returning her kisses with a sweet peck to the lips.

"Enough!" The front chipmunk bellowed, causing Simon to almost drop his counterpart. Theodore and Eleanor just let out numerous whimpers and buried their faces deeper beneath the floor clutter. Alvin suppressed a threatening growl, as he stepped back towards Brittany, who was preoccupied by trying to wrap herself with her ripped vest. The left side of her top had been matted with blood from her wound, and she nearly broke out in tears when she had nothing else to use but her favourite cover-up.

The three bats glided to the floor of the suite, all landing in line with the wild chipmunks at the back. One of the females cautiously approached the front chipmunk and whispered a questioning remark to him. "Why haven't we attacked yet, Soron?" She asked quietly, just as Soron held up a silencing paw. "Not now, Violet. I have these quite eccentric feelings that have met the three males of this group before." He whispered bluntly.

"How so?" Violet asked, her eyes glazing over the six rather disturbed chipmunks before her.

"Enough questions, Violet. I must clue this out on my own." Soron snapped, but low enough to keep the two in a confidential discussion. The female chipmunk suppressed a pout, as she stepped back into the group behind her. Soron then turned towards Alvin, with a slightly relieved glint in his eye. Brittany gently pulled the red clad chipmunk down beside her and wrapped an arm around his shoulders, whispering softly into his twitching ear. "Alvin? Have you seen these guys before?"

Without a word, Alvin simply shook his head, never prying his eyes away from the front male chipmunk. Soron then took a precautious step towards him, and asked a question so mind-boggling that he and his brothers almost fainted from the revelation. "Alvin? Simon? Theodore? Is that you?"

"Whaaaaaaaaaaaa!"