Author's Note:
Yay flashback type chapter! X3
I want to thank TheTimberWolf09 and OceanPacifica real quick for helping with the flashback parts of this chapter, and also I want to announce three new OCs, the first belongs to me and is a human girl named Ivy and the next is a chipmunk named Nash belonging to Chipmunkgirl234 and the last is another chipmunk named Zac who belongs to Blackwolf00. Also all the OCs in this story belongs to their rightful owners and I own Copper, Cream, and Ivy. I don't own the Chipmunks or Chipettes cause if I did this story would be a movie. :P
One more thing, thank you to everyone who's been helping me with ideas and who encourages me through reviews! Love you guys and gals! Flashbacks are in bold and italics.
Read on!
Dave looks up at his kids, everyone laughing and talking loudly as they all share a huge breakfast that takes up the entire table and even the counter, " Alvin?" the russet furred chipmunk turns from talking to Stripes and looks across the table to Dave.
"Yeah?" he questions taking a quick sip of orange juice, "What happened to you, while you were in the coffin?" the man asks, the table silences various eyes turn to gaze at the munk resting on the table between Stripes and Theodore, "I was out for most of the time my body had to practically shut down so I could heal, I was barely conscious when I was dug up," he says shrugging.
"Wait, dug up, by who?" Max asks voicing the question before the others, Alvin sighs and purses his lips before replying, "It's a long story,"
The air smells strongly of wet dirt, the nightlife carries on with their nightly schedules as a bright white clothed human like figure walks casually into the graveyard a shovel resting on it's shoulder, it passes the graves heading for a more recent one.
The figure stops in front of the headstone red eyes gleaming from an almost snake like face, a pair of dark sunglasses resting on a shaggy head of white fur, a dark cloak similar to what kids wear on Halloween to mimic the Grim Reaper clothes the tall lanky creature, dog like ears adorn its head perked upward to catch any sound of danger, hanging down from the back of his head is a 'head tail', it hangs down along his back covered in thick white fur.
The Beastling eyes the grave a moment before heaving the shovel off his shoulder with ease and burying the entire metal head into the earth, sighing he begins to dig at an inhuman pace carefully placing the dirt beside the reseeding mound, the strong scent of dirt drifts into his nose just as the shovel clinks against something hard.
He dumps the shovel aside then jumps right down into the hole, before landing on the chipmunk sized coffin however he digs his hind paws into the sides of the hole slowing him easily to a stop, his coat whipping wildly around him as he reaches downward opening it up he stares down at the rodent laying peacefully in a bed of shriveled flowers, he reaches down and grabs the chipmunk from his coffin before bending his dog like hind legs and springing up out of the grave landing squarely on his paws.
Peering around he starts off limp chipmunk in hand, suddenly he feels him move, "HEY!" he looks down freezing just outside of a dark sleek car, narrowed golden eyes stare up at him, the chipmunk sneers sharp teeth up at him warning the Beastling to release him.
"Hello," he replies coolly in an odd Irish accent, "Let me go you Shaggy dog!" Alvin screams struggling to worm his way out of the Reaper's hand, "No," he denies opening the car he slides into the drivers seat before placing Alvin in a cage resting in the passenger seat.
Alvin scrambles onto his hind legs only to topple over landing hard on his left side when his left leg refuses to work, "Crap!" he seethes struggling to stand again, his left leg just hangs there along with his left arm, both refuse to respond to the chipmunk's mind.
Alvin leans against the side of the cage his right paw gripping a cage bar to keep him standing, the Reaper peers over at the rodent curiously, "What's wrong with you?" he questions plainly.
"I don't know," the rodent grunts releasing the bar he hops in place a moment before crashing to the cage floor landing squarely on his rump, Alvin stares wide eyed at his left arm hanging at his side, he cautiously pinches his skin expecting it to just be a sleep, instead he feels nothing from his arm.
The Beastling watches as the munk's mouth opens and closes like a fish on dry land, trying to process how his limbs suddenly refused to work, "Beast, his paralyzing poison must be stuck in my arm and leg," he sighs hanging his head he rubs his right paw into his eyes in disbelief.
"Where are you taking me?" the Reaper blinks stunned a moment, "Back to my leaders, they need your DNA," he explains, "Then you'll kill me afterwards? I won't be able to see my family," the creature stares with curious red eyes, "You don't sound very heartless," he states simply causing the chipmunk to look up frowning in confusion.
"Is that what they told you? I can be, I can put up a strong front when I want to that most people can't muster even through wars and losing family members, I was born to be heartless, the heart they put into was meant to keep me from normal emotions, but it's not the heart that controls our actions and feelings, it's our souls that make us human that separate us from monsters like your kind. I feel and I love, I cry, and grieve but I hide those feelings, because if I don't then they'll be used against me, the people I love will be killed to weaken me," the Reaper drinks in the chipmunk's words in shocked silence, he leans over suddenly and opens the cage, he picks up the defenseless rodent who simply stays limp.
The Reaper shoves the metal cage to the floor and places Alvin in the passenger seat, he reaches over and buckles the rodent securely into the seat, Alvin peers up at him in shock as he too buckles up and reeves up the engine, "Why?" he squeaks in surprise.
"I can't go through with this, it's obvious that you have people who need and love you just as much as you need and love them, I can't take you away from that, I'll help you regain your limbs, but I'm afraid they won't be flesh and bone," he pulls the car out into the road heading opposite the shoe factory, "Huh guess you're not as bad as you look, what's your name?" Alvin questions watching the creature with nothing but curious yet guarded golden orbs.
"My kind is known as Reaper, we're part of a species called Beastlings, but I call myself Blade," he explains, "Nice name, what can you tell me about Beastlings?" the Reaper grins showing jagged human teeth shaped to a fine point like a dog's, "I'll tell you everything if you like,"
"So this Blade guy, he made you your metal limbs?" Vixen asks, Alvin freezes in chewing on a piece of bacon, "Yeah, turns out the guy is pretty handy when it comes to mechanical things," the munk states slowing the bite.
"Did it hurt?" Eleanor asks, Alvin nods, "Heck yes, worst pain I've ever felt, of course I was knocked out cold when he took my arm and leg, but I had to be awake for the replacement surgery, turns out my nerves wouldn't work right if I was knocked out, so I had to be awake,"
"You're doing great," Blade tries to assure the screaming rodent as he takes a blow torch to the metal port, fusing it into the chipmunk's healed stump, "It HURTS!" Alvin screams around the cloth in his mouth.
Sweat glistens on the munk's russet fur, his eyes are hidden underneath another cloth since he hates fire, Blade nods, "I know, it'll be over with in time, just hang in there ok?" he questions shocked by the almost fatherly tone to his voice.
"C-can I tell you something?" Alvin chokes out right paw clenched around a metal pipe bending it easily, "If it'll help," Blade answers moving onto the nerves next while trying to stop the bleeding from ruining the carpeted floor.
"When I was younger, I thought that the tests were the worst things that could ever happen to someone, but now I think this is far worse," a struggled chuckle works its way up his aching throat, "I miss them," Blade hesitates red eyes shielded behind a wielding mask and his sunglasses, dart to the rodent's face, tears trickle down his cheeks.
"Your family," the Beastling guesses, "I swear I heard them crying, I told them not to, I swear I did, I didn't want them to miss someone like me, someone who's killed before without a second thought. I think I cried too, I remember, she sang to me, at the funeral, she sang to me about heaven, I don't belong there I don't," he's sobbing now his voice wavering and choking up with tears, "Then my baby brother, h-he wanted to give me his favorite bear, the one his mother gave to him when he was a pup, but he couldn't find it before the funeral, he was crying and apologizing saying he' d find it and bring it back, why did everyone miss me so much?"
Blade swallows nervously before answering, "They love you, I thought you figured that out a long time ago, you made it seem like that," he replies, "I'm sorry,"
"You heard us?" Alvin nods, "I heard a lot of stuff, I just didn't process it until I finally woke up, I'm sorry for worrying you guys, I really am, I never meant for any of that to happen," he sighs.
"Why did you disguise yourself?" Nathan questions, "I didn't want the Beastlings to find out I was actually alive and send more after me, I wanted to come see you guys, to make sure you were all ok, but then we ran into Brittany being attacked, I didn't mean to make contact but I couldn't let her get hurt," he explains making the auburn Chipette blush, "I would've been fine," she mumbles but no one seems to agree.
"What about you two?" Simon looks to Cal and Vixen, "Us?" Cal echoes frowning in confusion.
"How do you two fit into all this?" Jeanette clarifies, "Well we were assassins once but we escaped and we were out trying to find shelter,"
"Great," Vixen squints against the rain trying to take shelter under her human companion, "It's not that bad," Cal argues just as thunder crashes loudly overhead shaking the earth underneath them.
"Yeah right," Vixen grunts spotting an old decaying barn a few feet ahead through the downpour, "Let's go there," the Chipette takes off on all fours, "Hey wait for me!" Cal races after her pushing his human body to match the 20 mile or so power of the rodent.
Vixen scurries into the dry safety of the barn, she shakes out her black and purple fur pushing her glasses up onto her head when suddenly a shadow leaps out at her shoving her to the dusty hay littered floor, "Get off!" she cries paws latching onto her swords she sweeps them upward making contact with one of her attackers limbs.
However the shadow keeps her pinned, sharp claws digging into her back, "Hey!" Cal's foot collides with the figure sending it flying; it does a flip in the air twisting its body in a perfect corkscrew before landing squarely on its hind legs.
"Come here buddy and face me!" Vixen fumes jumping to her hind paws flashing her teeth and bringing her swords up in front of her, the figure steps forward green eyes glowing against his dark fur.
"Sorry," he apologizes in a British accent raising his left arm to deflect any harm that might come from the two new comers, Cal and Vixen stare at his metal arm peeking out from a long tear in the sleeve of his shirt, "Who are you?" Cal asks curiously staring at the chipmunk.
"Machine,"
"We didn't know he was actually Alvin, he never told us," Cal says shrugging, Alvin chuckles nervously, "Had to keep up a front so I wouldn't be found out," he explains, "I understand," the human teen nods smiling warmly at the rodent.
"Where's Blade?" Dave questions, "I don't really know, I've never been able to actually find out where he kept me after everything, but I know he's on our side," Alvin says firmly, "I wanted to thank him," the grown man explains with a tired sigh as he gazes around the table at the now empty plates.
"We'll do the dishes!" the man jumps startled a flurry of fuzzy bodies work around him to collect the cluttered table, in less than a few minutes they all disappear leaving behind a bare table, Cal looks up startled, "Wait for me!" he cries scrabbling out of the booth he sprints over to the sink where the rodents were already working away reminding Dave of the animals in Snow White, they had a little system going.
Eleanor, Stripes, Jeanette and Cream worked on scrubbing the plates clean they then pass the spotless plates to Copper and Max who quickly dry them with towels before sending them to Alvin, Simon, and Brittany who place them into piles where they are then handed on up to Nathan by Theodore and Vixen, the plates are then put into their rightful places by the bat and Cal.
Dave smiles at the scene and stands up picking up his newspaper he walks over to everyone and helps with scrubbing the silverware down, all the scraps go to Stitch who happily devours everything laid on the floor before him, he even licks a few plates completely clean but no one knows what the Beastling has eaten before so they scrub them down with water and soap before sending them down the line.
Dave works on a few papers signing up Cal and Vixen for West Eastman High school which everyone will be returning to tomorrow, Cal sits with the other human both making up a story behind the teens family.
The rodents are scattered about the house, Simon, and Jeanette are working down in the lab, Vixen, Max, Stripes, and Eleanor are picking out outfits for school the next day while chattering about who knows what, Theodore, Nathan, and Copper play guitar hero in the living room so far Nathan seems to be winning while Copper struggles, Theodore tries to help his fellow chipmunk by shouting out the colors, Cream watches the whole scene smiling at her boyfriend struggling with the game.
Alvin is currently taking a shower while Brittany practices dance moves in Dave's music studio, she's been thinking about joining the cheerleading or dance team this year.
The auburn furred Chipette moves her body to the beat of Shake Your Groove Thing, she sings along unaware of her audience until the song ends, "Where'd you learn to dance like that?" she nearly screams but she manages to cut it off to a startled squeak as she whirls around electric blue eyes wide in shock.
Alvin fights back laughter, biting his bottom lip to keep them at bay, Brittany's cheeks flush a bright red under her fur as her paws clench into fist, "Jerk!" she yelps as the munk pushes off the doorframe and walks across the smooth black dance floor, Dave had it built like that knowing that his kids would most likely dance to whatever they sang, it seemed like natural thing to them.
"Not my fault you have the music up so high," he states just as the next song begins, he raises an eyebrow at it curiously, "What CD are you listening to?" he asks curiously listening to the new song he's never heard before, of course he's been seven feet under the ground for almost an entire year.
"Dave let me burn my own one," Brittany explains still pretty ticked off that the chipmunk snuck up on her like that and then watched her dance, Alvin's ear twitches to the piano in the song, "Who sings this?" he questions gesturing to the stereo.
"Adele," Brittany answers automatically, "It's called Set Fire To the Rain," she explains, Alvin nods, " I like it," he chirps suddenly closing the space between them, his metal paw finds her hip while his real one finds her left one.
Brittany blinks stunned as the male rodent suddenly pulls her into a simple dance, he leads her across the black floor their paws easily gliding over the surface, Alvin suddenly twirls her causing her skirt to flare out resembling a pink flower.
He brings her back before sending her into an elegant dip, Brittany blinks stunned as he pulls her back up this time his arms around her waist as the music dies down and stops.
He grins at her stunned expression, but the smiles fades and a hiss of pain slips past his lips, his arms drop from her waist, Brittany stumbles back as he hits the floor clutching his arm, "Alvin!" she cries startled she drops to her knees rolling him onto his back, she remembers what Cal said earlier, "CAL!" the Chipette screams as Alvin's eyes squeeze shut and blood trickles from his nose, the teen races into the room and slides to his knees his slips the arm of Alvin's hoody up and sticks the needle into the rodent's arm.
Immediately his whole body goes limp and he gasps in a lungful of air, his entire form trembling, "What happened?" Dave rushes in, everyone else is unaware of the situation at the moment, "He was having an episode, he pushes his body too far and then it breaks down trying to regain strength back from his fake limbs which use a lot of it, he's too stubborn to listen though, he even works himself to the point where he's arm will start bleeding and his leg will give out," the teen explains wiping sweat off his brow as he places the needle back in his pocket.
Alvin groans and raises his arm up to wipe the blood off his face, he cracks open his golden eyes and glares at Cal, "I can hear you," he grunts sitting up, Brittany moves forward to help fighting the frightened tears back, Alvin notices his counterpart's concerned expression.
"It won't kill me, I'd just be in a lot of pain, the episodes usually only last a couple minutes," he assures her caressing her cheek with his fake paw, " Sorry," she sighs relieved he's ok.
"You should go rest Alvin, that medicine makes you drowsy remember?" Cal questions like a protective older brother, Alvin huffs in annoyance but allows Dave to come over and pick him up heading for his bedroom shared with his brothers and the Chipettes.
Cal glances over at Brittany, "Hey," he ruffles her head of fur making her grin softly, "Here, just in case I'm not around," he holds out a clear bottle filled with clear liquid and a syringe, Brittany nods and takes them, "Thank you, for helping him," the teen grins in response, "No problem, he's beginning to grow on me,"
"He does that," the Chipette laughs softly.
There were a lot of skips in this chapter; I hope you guys enjoyed it! R&R please!
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