Simon cautiously led his brothers into the damp, dark mansion. Both Alvin and Theodore were nervous as to what possibly awaited them inside this house of horrors.
"Looks like the coast is clear..." Simon said, softly. "You guys have those syringes ready?"
"Ready." Alvin responded.
"I don't know about this..." Theodore mumbled, "remember, Dave always told us to never run with sharp objects..."
"Not now, Theodore..." Simon said, as he continued to lead his brothers into the main foyer.
"But, what if we tripped?" Theodore asked. "We could poke out an eye, or get stabbed in the neck, or..."
"Relax, Theodore," Alvin said, "if it'll make you feel any better, I'll hold onto your needle for you."
"No so fast, Alvin," Simon stopped, "we're going to have to split up, and Theodore will need protection."
"Split up?" The two brothers asked, as they grabbed each other, and held on tight.
"Yes." Simon said.
"We can't split up!" Alvin said, in a panicked tone. "I... ugh... I can't... follow orders very well, if I can't hear you, cause you're in another room."
"The orders are simple, guys..." Simon said, "if you encounter Cydra, or any of the chipettes, injected them with this syrum, and hopefully, it'll return them to their original state of mind and body."
Alvin and Theodore paused. "Yeah..."
"And just make sure you don't get bit yourselves." Simon added.
Alvin and Theodore paused once again. "Yeah..."
In the kitchen, Cydra huddled with her new menions, going over their battle plan.
"Looks like we'll have an additional three new members to our little... family..." Cydra said, softly.
"What do you want us to do, master?" Brittany asked.
"We'll split up..." Cydra suggested. She's seen enough of the chipmunk and chipettes' interaction to figure things out. "Brittany will handle Alvin, Eleanor can handle Theodore... I'll take care of Simon."
"Right." Brittany and Eleanor responded.
"And make sure not to let your guard down," Cydra said, "they're probably here to destroy us... whatever you do, make sure you bite them before they have the chance to strike you... by any means necessary."
"Right." Brittany and Eleanor responded again.
Cydra smiled, showing off her fangs, prompting her menions to do the same. "Make me proud, you girls."
"We will!" Brittany said, kissing Cydra's hand.
"You can count on us, master." Eleanor said, also kissing Cydra's hand.
The three boys slowly trekked deeper into the commonroom of the mansion, observing all of their possible entry points to other parts of the house. They kept close together the whole time, until they heard a loud creak above them.
"I think there might be some activity upstairs..." Simon deduced. "Either of you two want to investigate."
"No!" Alvin and Theodore shrieked, as they held on to each other.
"Come on..." Simon pressed, "we've got a mission here... Alvin, you head upstairs, and see what you can find."
"I'm afraid of heights." Alvin lied.
"Since when?" Simon asked.
"Since... since... since last Thursday!" Alvin lied again.
"Get up there!" Simon ordered, as Alvin reluctantly trudged upstairs.
"Theodore?" Simon asked. "You stay on the ground floor here."
"What about you, Simon?" Theodore asked.
"I'm going to check the basement," Simon said, "most evil geniuses keep laboratories, or workshops in their basements."
"Ooh..." Theodore warbled, "I don't like evil geniuses..."
"Nor I, now be careful." Simon said, as he walked away from Theodore.
Theodore's knees buckled, as he darted his eyes around his surroundings, clutching onto his syringe for dear life. "Um... here, vampire-vampire-vampire..."
Alvin tip-toed down the main hallway, upstairs, little knowing a pair of glowing, blue eyes were following him. So nervous was he, that he tried to calm himself down by softly singing to himself. "A-hunting we will go... a-hunting we will go... hi-ho-the-derrio a-hunting we will go..." Alvin suddenly felt a little drained, as well as extremely cold. He tried to remember what those signs meant, and once he put two-and-two together, he turned around to find Brittany lunging at him. He ducked just in time, which caused Brittany to fly past him, crashing into the wooden railing across the hallway.
"Brittany?" Alvin asked.
Brittany shook her daze off. "Hello, Alvin..." Brittany smiled, revealing her large fangs.
Alvin stood their, trembling.
"What is that smell?" Brittany asked.
Alvin darted his eyes downward, before looking back up. "I think I just did something I haven't done since I was five..."
"Aww..." Brittany teased, "did our brave little soldier just wet his dipey-wipey?"
"Don't mind me..." Alvin said, his voice breaking up with fear, "I'm... just here on a mission of mercy..."
"Mercy..." Brittany said, her voice changing quickly, as she began salivating, "is for the weak."
Alvin dropped to his knees, and pleaded, "you're right... please, have mercy on me, please!"
"You always were a yellow-bellied yellow-belly." Brittany said.
"Yeah, I was..." Alvin said, "what say we sit down over some milkshakes, and talk this over?"
"I'm thinkin' more along the lines of sangria." Brittany joked.
"I know I shouldn't ask... but what is sangria?" Alvin asked.
Once again, Brittany flashed her fangs. Alvin may be thick-headed, but he got that. Downstairs, Theodore hadn't moved. He continuously darted his eyes back and forth, looking for anything suspicious.
"Hey there, handsome stranger..." a familiar, yet distorted voice said to him.
Theodore nearly jumped out of his skin, and saw Eleanor approaching him. "Eleanor?"
"Theodore." Eleanor responded.
"You haven't been turned into a vampire, have you?" Theodore asked.
Eleanor smiled, revealing her fangs, as she inched ever closer to Theodore, while he inched ever backward.
"Fear not, little man," Eleanor said, "you always were naive."
"Um... no..." Theodore said, "I just came to save you."
Eleanor chucked. "You silly boy... I have been saved."
"You have?" Theodore asked.
Eleanor shook her head. "Not the way you're thinking..."
"Oh..." Theodore said, "because, I didn't remember the reverend ever baptizing you..."
"I've been saved by Cydra..." Eleanor explained, "and now, I'm here to save you..."
"Uh, no, I'm here to save you..." Theodore continued, "from being saved in the way that you shouldn't have been saved in in the first place, when you were saved."
"Save it," Eleanor said, "for someone who cares..."
"But..." Theodore said, "I care about you, Eleanor..."
Simon made his way down in the basement, though while he didn't find a laboratory, or a workshop, he did find what looked like a torture chamber. He saw a large divider in the middle of the room, and hesitantly walked over to it, when he realized someone, or something was bound to it.
"Jeanette?" Simon asked.
"Simon!" The figure pleaded. "Save me!"
"Don't worry..." Simon said, as he raced over to the platform, seeing Jeanette was bound by her wrists, hanging from the top of the platform. Simon grabbed a stool, and stood on it to reach her wrists, when suddenly, he suspected something. "Wait a minute..."
Simon heard a sinister chuckle, then witnessed Cydra shift out of her Jeanette disguise, and back into her normal form. "My hero!" She growled.
Simon fumbled to pull the capped syringe out of his pocket, but the fake ropes around Cydra's wrists disappeared, and she snapped at him, causing him to fall off the stool, and land on the floor.
"You were the one I wanted..." Cydra said.
"Pardon me?" Simon asked.
"I want you Simon..." Cydra repeated, "you're just my type... smart... geeky... and wonderful..."
Cydra charged at Simon, but he rolled out of the way in time, while Cydra hit the concrete floor below her. Cydra hissed, as she picked herself up, while Simon pulled the protective cap off of the needle.
"I wish you hadn't done that..." Cydra growled.
"Now, now..." Simon said, nervously, "let's try to keep this sophisticated..."
Cydra made another lunge for Simon, but he jumped out of the way once again. Cydra tumbled to the floor, while Simon charged after her, he pinned her to the floor, and tried to inject her bicep, but he suddenly fell to the floor, when Cydra disappeared.
"Darn it!" Simon said.
Simon felt very cold, and very drained, before he could feel himself choke. Slowly, Cydra began to reappear, and Simon saw she had him in a headlock, trying to choke him near his death.
"I want you, Simon..." Cydra said, "so make this easy on yourself. Make this easy for me. Make this easy for both of us."
Simon struggled to remain conscious, while Cydra tightened her grip around his neck.
"I don't like to lose, Simon..." Cydra sneered, "and I'm not about to lose... you or to you... when you join me, you won't be a menion... you'll be my vampire prince, and I your vampire princess..."
Cydra then breathed into Simon's ear, loudy, not only to continue to drain his energy, but this time, she was dispersing a seductive pheromone she harbored, it was to make him hard, and erect, so that once he was rendered helpless, she could bite him right where she wanted. Simon felt himself slipping out of consciousness, while Cydra released one hand from her grip, to feel between his legs, confirming Simon had an erection. She wrapped her hand around Simon, through his pants, continuing to release her pheromone force, making him harder, and harder.
It's now, or never, Simon thought. He mustered up the last bit of strength he had to jab Cydra in the arm, injecting her with his syrum. Cydra shrieked, as she let go of Simon, and threw him to the floor. Simon shook off his daze, and witnessed Cydra double-over, screaming in agony. In a flash, she flew up the staircase, her screeching fading. Simon picked himself, and attempted to follow her, until he heard a muffled cry for help. He realized it came from underneath a table that was off to the side, where he saw Jeanette tied up, and gagged.
"Jeanette... is that really you?" Simon asked.
Jeanette nodded in dispair, pleading for Simon's help through her gag. Simon dropped to his knees, pulling Jeanette out from under the table, and undoing the gag around her mouth.
"Oh god, Simon," Jeanette blurted out, "I thought she had you..."
Simon lifted Jeanette's head, pulling down the collar of her turtleneck.
"What are you doing?" Jeanette asked.
"She didn't bite you, did she?" Simon asked, observing Jeanette's flawless neck.
"Simon!" Jeanette said. "We need to get out of here!"
Simon quickly untied Jeanette, as Cydra made her way through the main floor, still screeching, catching her new menions off their guard.
"Retreat!" She exclaimed. "Retreat!"
Eleanor watched Cydra fly out the front door, allowing Theodore to quickly inject her while she was distracted. Alvin did the same, when Brittany peered over the wooden railing. Quickly, Brittany and Eleanor had the same reaction, and let out the same, deafening shriek.
"Wait for us!" Brittany shouted, as she jumped over the railing, flying out the door, followed by Eleanor.
None of the three would make it to the front gate, as one-by-one, the girls dropped to the ground below them, and slipped out of consciousness. Alvin and Theodore raced to the front entrance, witnessing the sight before them, when Simon and Jeanette quickly joined them.
"Did it work?" Alvin asked.
Simon shoved past the small crowd, and walked over to the seemingly lifeless bodies.
"Did it work, Simon?" Theodore asked.
Simon kneeled down to observe the girls. Eleanor was the closest to his position, so he gently turned her head, parting her lips with his fingers, to see her fangs slowly decay away, and see her original canine teeth return through the gums. Simon breathed a sigh of relief, as he looked up at the rest of the group.
"It worked." He said.
