Authors Note: What shall happen in this chapter? Well, you'll have to read to find out. Anyway, on with the story!
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.
Memories from a time long ago were flooding his mind, like an unrelenting torrent of pain, suffering and death, all constantly flushing into and around his brain. He could remember his birth, if you could call it that, in a fluid vat with over a dozen different tubes and needles attached to his body. He remembered the voices of his creator, his father, talking amongst others in the same room as he was in, and how it comforted him to know he wasn't completely alone in this place of torture…
But his memories were in clippings, like an old news reel playing only key events over in his mind. The next thing he knew, he was in the forest, chasing after what his father had deemed a target. It had been raining, and his body was being pelted by the rain drops falling from the sky. With a swipe he struck the target, sending the frail looking being flying into a tree, only to drop to the ground and speed off again. The target then dashed across a road, and he remembered following in pursuit, only to be struck by something on his left, breaking bones and giving himself a headache like he never had before…
The memories shifted again, this time he remembered waking up and finding himself to be a visual monstrosity, but luckily being able to break out of his bonds and escape his only home. He remembered seeing the fire burning in the main lab of the facility, the scent of burning flesh causing a slight twinge of sadness in him as his only father was taken from the world. Then the anger at whom he knew to be responsible for this, and his mindset changing from what he was originally "programed" to do, to avenging his father and his home being destroyed…
Again the memories changed, this time to the agony of his body set ablaze, his only resort of a final victory being to make one last strike at his only son…then nothing. For a while that is, until he "woke up" from the view of a much smaller creature. Then he remembered fighting against an army, one that would have made his father proud, but at the same time he couldn't stand the sight of them. Eventually, his memories settled into place in his mind, and at long last, Beast opened his own eyes, and for the first time in his long and demented life, he felt at peace.
Alvin was tossing and turning in his sleep, eventually causing the red clad chipmunk to wake up and sigh to himself, he could sense that his father was alive again, causing him to regret ever having given that blood soaked cloth to Anthrax. With Beast back from the dead, what would become of his home…but then again, with Juggernaut somewhere in the not so distant future, perhaps Beast will be an ally rather than an enemy. Just maybe with the truce he and Anthrax have, Beast will help rather than destroy. All these thoughts were giving him a headache, so Alvin decided to go and get himself a snack, dashing out of his room and down toward the mess hall.
Once in the mess hall, Alvin found himself looking at an empty room. Normal for this time, but that didn't explain the flashing coming from the actual kitchen area. "Can't even get a snack without being on the job," Alvin said to himself, dashing up to the kitchen and looking in, only to pull away and rub his eyes, "Blinder, you cheating little bugger, get out here!" Alvin shouted, darting into the room and battling the creature inside…which meant that the Blinder tried to run away while Alvin chased it.
Brittany woke up to the sound of screeching, sitting up in her bed and just catching a glimpse of the Blinder dashing by her door, followed by Alvin. "Ugh, can a lady not get any sleep in this place?" Brittany asked herself, flopping back down and attempting to go back to sleep. Alvin, on the other hand, had just cornered the Blinder, and would've killed it, had a certain grey someone not have interfered, "There you are Klik," J-Rod said, picking the lemur sized creature up and holding Alvin away with his telekinesis, "That's an intruder, it needs to be killed!" Alvin yelled, which only caused J-Rod to give the small rodent a massive headache.
Back in the lab beneath Area 51 itself, the main scientific attraction was getting a bit bolder, and decided to test out what he could do. Focusing on a clipboard nearby, Juggernaut caused it to slid across the desk it was set on, and in turn found a source of fun in annoying one of the workers, finding it amusing how the scientist tried to grab its clipboard, only to have it avoid his hands.
He would have continued, if it wasn't for the fact that the scientist had grabbed his clipboard and apparently had a pretty good grip on it. Well, that was fun while it lasted, time to try something else. The next scientist that passed, the target this time, and Juggernaut could remember this man clearly as the one who would always stick those needles into his body. This caused him to become angry, and without any true intent to cause harm, a bolt of electricity shot from his body and struck the man, sending the puny human flying into a nearby desk with a scream of surprise.
Well, that was a surprise, one that even made Juggernaut's eyes widen a bit, had he actually done that? Almost as if to help him find out, an annoying bug was flying around his head, but it too was zapped from the air, the insect's body nothing but a burnt husk of what it once was. A slight grin forming on the creature's face, he knew that he would be able to easily kill these humans. That scientist he struck before was still alive, mainly from Juggernaut still being incomplete.
The next morning, Izzy could be found in the courtyard trying to play fetch with his Hunter, but Spike just wasn't getting it, "Come on Spike, go get the stick!" Izzy shouted, throwing the said stick as far as he could, only to have Spike look around as if the stick was not there. Alvin chuckled from a distance, he knew something that this pup didn't, and so decided to let Izzy in on the problem, "Izzy, he can't see the stick," Alvin stated, gaining a confused look from the young chipmunk, "But he can see me, why not the stick?" Izzy asked, as Spike sat down and rumbled happily, content to just watch out for the youngster. "Well, Spike doesn't see like we do Izzy," Alvin explained, kneeling down to become eye level with Izzy, who was giving him another confused look.
"Let me explain, okay. Now, we see clear images and colors, right?" Alvin asked, getting a nod from Izzy, "Well, Spike sees images like us, only his vision is based on how hot something is?" Alvin said, causing Izzy to tilt his head a bit in confusion, "What?" he asked, as Alvin chuckled, "Here, let me show you," Alvin said, as he reached to his left arm, pressing a button and causing a red glow to come from within, then he fired the glowing thing out of his arm. Apparently, this glowing thing was like catnip for Spike, because he was up and after it in no time, causing Izzy to go wide eyed, "How did you do that?" Izzy asked, getting a chuckle from Alvin, "That thing was red hot, to Spike it looked like a beacon, so he went after it." Alvin explained, patting the pup on his head.
The rest of the day was spent with Izzy using a sponge with warm water and a sling shot to play fetch, gaining a few smiles from passing maintenance workers. Meanwhile Alvin was with Brittany as they both watched the young child and his pet play, Brittany leaning against his shoulder, "Do you think we'll ever have one Alvin?" Brittany asked, gaining a confused look from Alvin, "One what?" he asked, causing Brittany to giggle, "A child, like I don't mean right away, I mean just in general," Brittany replied, as Alvin tried his best not to freak out…which was actually working to be honest. "Well, we'll just have to wait and see what happens after this job of ours is done."
Nathan was doing his laps around the base of Area 51's airspace, trying to keep in the circle of the race track, "You're doing good Nate!" Max cheered, holding a stop watch in both her paws, as stripes stood beside her waving a checkered flag, at which point Nathan finally sped passed it, gaining more cheers from the two Chipettes on the roof with him. "So, how was that?" he asked, as Max looked at the watch and smiled, "Well, you beat Alvin's time," she replied, causing Nathan to sigh in tired relief, "Good, cause I'm bushed," he said, flopping onto his back and panting.
This caused Max to giggle, as she crouched down and cradled the giant bat's head in her hands, "Then rest up Nate, you'll need it for the race that's gonna come when Alvin finds out you beat him," she said, brushing a paw through Nathan's hair. The two looked into each other's eyes and smiled, leaning inward closer and closer, and just when they were about an inch from sharing a kiss, Stripes coughed into her paw, "Umm…just so you two know, I'm still here, okay?" Stripes said, causing Nathan to roll his eyes and raised his left wing, using it to block her view of them, and in turn causing Stripes to shudder to herself, "Doing that doesn't mean I'm not here," Stripes complained, causing the following to be projected on Nathan's wing membrane: "Deal With It"
This caused Stripes to roll her eyes as she turned and sat on the edge of the building, watching Izzy playing fetch with his new pet.
Back in the laboratory, Juggernaut was feeling really tired, to the point that his eyes were drooping closed by themselves. Finally, he let himself fall asleep, having the dreams of his vengeance again. But the only difference was in this dream, he used his lightning to kill off the people who had hurt him, frying them to ashes and scorched bones. His dreaming, though, proved to have real world implications, as small sparks lurched from his skin and onto anything that got too close, in this case acting as a bug zapper, killing off all the flies that even the workers found annoying.
By the time the next morning came around, the floor was littered with the burnt remains of over a thousand insects, some fresh kills still smoking and filling the air with the slight stench of burnt bugs. "Aw, it stinks in here," one scientist said, as he went to brush away the bug corpses. Unfortunately for this man, Juggernaut knew he was approaching and right when this man crouched down to brush these bugs away, he was hit by a bolt of electricity that sent him flying across the room.
"Well, did you learn anything man? Don't get to close!" another scientist asked, as the one who had been shocked got up and coughed, a puff of smoke coming from his mouth, and his hair all stuck up from the static. "Gentlemen, please get back to your work okay." The black clad agent said, as he walked back up to his observation office and let the workers get to their duties.
Here you have it, hope you guys find this chapter interesting, I think it's pretty bad for myself but that's just me. Tell me what you guys out there think and I'll catch you on the flip side.