Author's Note:
I hate tests! Oh well that's over with now all I need to worry about is Speech; oh gosh I'm going to die!
I still need team names my peeps so please send those in and demons, so yeah send those in.
I do not and will never own any of the OCs found in this story and I do not own the Chipmunks or Chipettes.
Read on and thank you for the amazing reviews as always! You guys are freaking awesome!
Brittany is afraid to cling to him as the bike swerves between and under cars the wind stinging her cold tear stained cheeks, her paws knot into the fabric of his red sweatshirt not daring to touch his torso, the rich scent of blood makes her want to gag and turn away.
"Are you sure you're ok?" Brittany questions trying to see his face, the munk doesn't respond, "Alvin?" she calls worriedly, "I'm fine, just a few cuts that's all," he grunts in obvious discomfort as the school looms ahead of them, it's massive walls blocking the moonlight that had been shining down on the two the whole ride back.
As the cool shadows engulf them Brittany sighs in relief, safe and sound.
She shivers beneath her covers, something is here. Her eyes snap open and she inhales sharply, he grins at her through her window showing off a picnic basket, scowling Rose stands and flings open the windows to glare at the munk perched on the tree branch.
"It's three a.m. T.J, what do you want?" she seethes, he simply flashes her a cheesy smile, "I thought we could share some breakfast,"
Rose tries to conceal a soft blush as she fixes a strand of light brown fur behind her ear, "Why?" this time T.J seems a bit embarrassed, "Well we are partners, why not?" T.J answers back with a question hoping she wouldn't reject him, it took a bit of guts to do this and even though he's a total hotshot and cool headed when it comes to fighting demons, he freaks out if he has to talk to his crush.
Rose smiles slyly brown eyes glittering in the soft moonlight filtering through the leaves, "Sure Apollo," she agrees using her favorite nickname for him.
T.J's green eyes glow in the dark as she steps up onto the windowsill and jumps easily making the short distance, "What'd you bring?" Rose questions following the munk back down the trunk of the tree, she should've changed the Chipette scowls at her magenta night gown with a light pink heart near the left hand corner of the skirt.
"Oh uh just the usual breakfast, eggs, bacon, toast," T.J explains jumping down onto the ground he turns and catches Rose alarmed, "Crap! Thanks that would've hurt," Rose mumbles blushing furiously at the fact that she had slipped in the first place and her crush had caught her, "No problem," T.J manages a faint grin to which she copies.
He gently sets her back on her hind paws, but before the two can start on their early breakfast a familiar voice reaches their ears, Rose frowns freezing, nose twitching inhaling the crisp night air.
"Was that Brittany?" T.J asks confused, "I don't-,"
"Alvin get up! Get up dang it!" the two rodents exchange a quick glance before they scamper off in the direction of the parking lot, T.J discarding the basket.
The two plow through the small hedges boarding the lot Rose hitting the pavement first brown eyes widening in the darkness as the horrid scent of blood stings her nose, her paws fly up to her mouth at the sight.
Brittany is kneeling on the pavement cradling Alvin, a puddle already forming beneath him a motorcycle lying on its side a few feet away, something slinking in the shadows ruby red eyes flickering in and out of sight, "What happened!" T.J races forward ripping off his dark brown leather jacket and pushing it down on a huge bloody tear in Alvin's neck, the dark liquid quickly soaks the clothes as if it were trying to create as much of a mess as possible.
Rose scrambles forward unable to find anything on her to help stop the horrible bleeding, Brittany is near tears clinging to her new partner her own jacket wrapped firmly around another wound on his abdomen, "Hell hounds, there were five of them and we managed to kill them all, we were already in the parking lot when Alvin suddenly threw me off the bike and into the bushes, I barely caught the glimpse of the hound, it must've been with the pack but managed to hide and catch us off guard," Brittany explains throat catching every now and then.
Alvin's face is contorted with pain, specks of blood decorating his cheeks, jaw taunt from the strain of not screaming in pain, they were all without weapons, they're sitting ducks.
The hound has been watching and waiting staring intently at the auburn furred Chipette with her back facing it, a solid red tongue sneaks out between its jagged teeth to like its stained muzzle, with a twitch of its hindquarters its flying across the pavement mouth wide open ready to close fast around her head and tear it clean off her shoulders.
Alvin's eyes fly open inhaling fast and sharp, he lurches up shoving Brittany into Rose sending the two Chipettes tumbling into T.J, the three hitting the pavement with dull thuds, there's a quick sickening snap then silence.
No one moves, T.J tries to regain his bearings, the back of his head had smashed against the pavement and he can feel a thick trail of blood dribbling lazily from a good cut, Rose winces at the soreness in her ribs but knows nothing is harmed, Brittany is trembling afraid to look.
"Hey," Alvin looms over them a ticked off look on his face as he peels the jackets off him flinging the soaked clothes aside he leans down and hauls everyone up one by one looking worse for wear, but alive.
The Hell hound lies on its stomach, its jaws broken and hanging limply open an axe buried in its skull its windpipe is torn open too.
"Alvin its way past curfew," Simon wanders out of the bushes wiping blood off his paws onto a dark blue hanker-chief, Theodore bounds past him and up to the Hell hound, he grasps the handle of the axe and with a single tug pulls it out.
"Nice shot Theo, you're getting good at that," Alvin ruffles his younger brother's dirty blonde fur making the younger rodent laugh happily, "You shouldn't bring back demons like this Alvin, someone could've been killed," Simon states firmly, it's as if they don't see the three wide eyed slack mouthed mortals standing off to the side.
"What just happened?" Rose yells obviously ticked off dark brown eyes blazing fiercely, Alvin cracks his knuckles then pops his neck causing more blood to dribble down and underneath the collar of his sweatshirt, crimson painted around his muzzle and smeared across the bridge of his nose.
"Simon and Theodore got my message we killed the Hell hound, and I'm going to bed," Alvin explains looking rather bored even though he should be lying on the ground dying or close to death with the amount of blood pouring out of his body.
T.J staggers alarmed as the world sways ever so slowly the edges of his vision blurring, "T.J?" Rose questions reaching out to gently touch his shoulder, "We need to get them both to the nurse," Simon says with concern as he steps forward and catches the suddenly nonmoving munk.
Nearly a week has passed and the teams are working out perfectly, almost too perfectly, after the little Hell Hound adventure T.J managed to go on a small date with Rose, if you count hanging out in the nurse's office for two days a date. Alvin healed up nicely and quickly, jumping out of the window the second day after the nurse said she wanted him to stay one more night, he hates anything to do with doctors and medicines, according to Simon they never had much use to go to a hospital and never went in one, so a nurse's office that resembles a hospital freaked the Seville brothers out, Simon and Theodore didn't even visit Alvin the two days he had to stay there.
Brittany stares down at her diary page admiring her neat handwriting (A/N: or paw writing :P) she's been trying to keep up with everything sense she and her sisters have been coming here and so far she's neglected to fill even one page, starting today she'll write down everything!
"Thought you might have a diary," the day dreaming Chipette yelps and snaps her diary closed turning to glare heated daggers at the munk perched on the edge of her desk messing with her pink cat alarm clock, "Dammit Alvin, ever heard of knocking," she hisses between clenched teeth eyes narrowed to put as much force behind her words as possible.
"I've heard of it but it's stupid, if you want to come in just walk in, by the way who do you and your sisters always write to? The address seems familiar," he's now peering down at a baby pink envelope studying the stamp and the address printed neatly in her hand writing.
"Our parents," with that she sits up and snatches it away quickly shoving it under her mattress to prevent him from snooping which he's marvelously good at, Alvin grins raising an eyebrow, "You're parents are freaking rich aren't they? Your mom is the famous fashion designer and your dad owns all those pubs and bars downtown,"
"Don't tell anyone understand! I don't want any of our friends to know," Brittany snaps her voice dropping off slightly at the end looking down at her lap, "Why not?" he questions flopping down onto her mattress as if he owned it.
"They all worked so hard to get scholarships to go to this place, all we did was take some money out of the bank," she explains glancing sideways at him, "And it's not like everyone has parents," Alvin nods not commenting on the no parent part.
"If your family is so rich why are you three going here?" Brittany smiles, "Our grandmother was a Demon Hunter, an amazing one but not amazing enough to be famous, we wanted to try it out, to make ourselves known to the world that we're not soft rich chipmunks who can't put up a fight, we wanted to make names for ourselves without our parents help,"
Alvin listens to her voice intently, staring absent mindedly up at the ceiling, "They didn't like the idea," he guesses, voice soft, "My mom was proud of us, my dad hated the idea, we haven't talked to either of them in months, Mom sometimes writes though, I promised I'd fill a diary full of my adventures, Jean and Ellie already sent theirs to her months ago, I never got around to writing in it," Brittany blushes ashamed that her mom would have to wait for hers.
"Sound like your close to your mom, that her?" Alvin sits up gesturing to a framed photo hanging near the door of five chipmunks, four female one male, the four female are all smiling and laughing at the camera trying to fight for a spot, Brittany and Jeanette are holding Eleanor up between each other their cheeks pressed together flashing huge cheeky but real smiles at the camera, an older Chipette is smiling above them paws resting on her oldest daughters' shoulders nose scrunched up like the slightly younger Brittany's, long glossy brown fur pulled up into a side ponytail, bangs frayed out like Eleanor's a single blue eye open in a cute wink, the munk stands at the edge of the group sharp auburn fur brushed slick, hard deep purple eyes almost glaring at the camera a slight pudge to him like Eleanor.
"Everyone says I got my eyes from my mom, fur from my dad, and my stubbornness from him too, I got my love of fashion from mom," Brittany explains crinkling her nose at the dad part obviously not pleased that people had noticed it.
Alvin chuckles, "I'm more like my dad, Si and Theo took after mom, smart, sweet, and charming, everyone loved her, Dad however, he seemed distant like there was somewhere else he was supposed to be apparently I'm more like him,"
"He was murdered, wasn't he? I heard it around school," Brittany explains in a rush, Alvin suddenly bursts out laughing startling her, "Y-you can't kill a demon, he simply lost his mortal form, he can't ever return to this world unless he has a donor body, or a fully intact body with nothing amiss, Mom however was mortal, she's gone for good," Brittany bites her bottom lip nervously watching as the humor drains from his face at the memory, she quickly nudges him in the side catching his attention.
"It was your turn to pick the assignment, what'd you get?" she questions, Alvin's face suddenly lights up a devilish grin spreading across his face eyes glowing dangerously, Brittany gulps, oh crap this can't be good, for her.
I'm so sorry! I'm so sorry! I'm so sorry! It was too short; it was terrible I know I'm so sorry! Please flame me or kick me in the knees I deserve it this chapter sucked really bad but it took me an hour to write so I'm posting it cause that's all I got, forgive me! ;(
Here's a long preview for you like I promised!
"I'm not going out there like this! I can't believe he freaking talked me into this I'm leaving!" the waitress catches Brittany's elbow stopping the fuming blushing Chipette from escaping.
"Hun, you look amazing be thankful you have a nice body, it doesn't last forever, you're being paid 20,000 for this so try to look like you're having fun," the older Chipette says tightening the bow around Brittany's trim waist making her blush darken in horror, she looks like she belongs in a calendar or something!
"Please," she begs helplessly as the next Chipette begins to finish off her song whistles emanating from the crowd, "Hey she almost ready?" Alvin jogs towards them a sleek dark red suit adorning his body, the jacket is missing and a few buttons have been undone, he looks like he had managed to escape the claws of a persistent Chipette.
His golden eyes travel to the auburn furred Chipette trying to remain unseen, Brittany blushes furiously as his predatory gaze studies her, "Stop that will ya! I have to freaking wear this so I can perform, it wasn't my choice," she fumes tugging at the short open backed dress clinging to her every curve, a sassy bow tied around her waist, glitter adorning her eyes and cheeks, her fur is loosely tied in a low ponytail causing more of her auburn fur to cascade down the bare skin of her back, her long white strips running on either side of her spine fully visible except for down by her tail where the back closes back up.
Alvin simply smiles, a real heart warming smile that makes his eyes glow a soft ember , "I think you look stunning, don't worry I got your back,"
Reviews are welcomed and sorry it's so short, and for the skips.
MM15