Author's Note:
Welcome back people (or aliens), I've realized that the last few chapters haven't been all that interesting sorry! But any who I've decided that music has a huge impact on the emotion and excitement of reading and was curious to see what songs you guys think fit this story, like if this was a movie what songs do you think would be playing in the backgrounds? I'd love to hear your thoughts in reviews or by PM and in the next chapter I'll post your thoughts up here in the authors note so others can play the songs as they read! So please send in your thoughts, all will be posted.
I do not own the Chipmunks, Chipettes, any OCs that appear in this story, however I do own Copper, Cream, and Ivy.
Warning brief to mild language!
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"Dave is so paranoid," Alvin grunts itching at the skin covering on his left leg, "He has every right to be, you nearly got killed yesterday and exposed to the media," Simon sighs shaking his head as he holds his brother's helmet, "Yeah well he can just relax Si, I'm perfectly capable of handling myself, and why did he have to go and find a guard any way?" Simon huffs.
"You can't protect all of us at the same time, I know Max, Stripes, and Nathan can supply some protection along with Cal and Vixen, and I guess Brittany too but she's just running off instincts at the moment, my point is, is that we can't all protect each other, we need at least another person to help, he'll have training, a gun, taser and back up," Alvin takes his helmet from his younger brother's dark furred paws and slips it onto his head, strapping it securely in place.
"Yeah I guess, by the way aren't you supposed to be in English?" the russet rodent raises an eyebrow questioningly, Simon smirks, "I already finished our assigned book, and so has Jeanette, she's with Eleanor in Home Economics, she wants to get better at cooking, and I have a report in Science based on the body and how it reacts to it's different environments," the bespectacled munk explains straightening his glasses as he follows the now taller chipmunk out to the football field.
"So you've decided to do your project on me?" Alvin questions as the coach blows his whistle signaling that practice has begun, "Yes, you're the only one I know that's taking part in any form of exercise at the moment and football has a lot of ways for the body to move," Simon answers but Alvin isn't listening, he scurries off quickly taking his place on the field.
Sighing Simon goes over to the bench and sits down laying a small clipboard in his lap he begins to take notes.
The man stares out at the High School an annoyed expression on his face, how come he gets chosen to protect some rodents and a kid from horrible deadly monsters? Inhaling a quick puff from his cigarette he glances at the clock on his dashboard, oh well it pays well enough, he thinks to himself as he flicks the cigarette out the window.
He leans over the middle of the car to retrieve his gun and taser sitting in the floor under the passenger seat, grunting in effort as his gut presses painfully into the gearshift.
Outside something moves towards the car, quick and silent the figure crushes the still burning cigarette under it's foot barely registering the soft sting, it's hand closes fast around the driver side door's handle swinging it open with the flick of a wrist.
The man whirls around unable to retrieve his weapons he comes face to face with bright red eyes shielded behind dark sunglasses, he screams in terror as the sight of the creature and scrambles to grab his pepper spray in his coat pocket, the white furred creature however isn't in the mood to be slowed down by such a harmless weapon.
His hand carefully slams into the man's neck knocking him out cold, pushing the now limp body into the passenger seat he slips into the driver's seat and turns in the seat to take the man's uniform and weapons.
Brittany's paw flies over her paper causing the tip of her pen to leave behind a slick black line across the smooth white surface, she barely registers the teacher lecturing about, plants, maybe? She hasn't been paying attention; her eyes drop from the clock to study her random drawings.
Her breath catches; various rough pictures of Beastlings mainly take up her human sized notebook paper, those are weird but seem to make sense considering her situation, but the pictures that freak her out most are the one's of Alvin, not plain cute one's that most girl's draw of their crushes but scary terrifying one's, one's that belong in a horror movie or freaky novel.
And what really shocks her is that they're actually all good, she's always been ok at drawing but it seems she's improved to a rookie sketch artist, she stares down at the black and white drawings admiring the little details of the creatures on her page.
"Brittany," her head jerks up eyes widening startled, "Y-yes?" she questions trying to remain calm under the older man's sharp blue eyed glare, " Care to explain what we've been discussing?" he asks a smug tone in his rough old voice, they both know she's been out of it.
"Um, uh," she stammers hearing quiet snickers coming from her classmates, suddenly her brain seems to floor into overdrive sending words and images of various poisonous plants and fungi to her lips, the snickers quiet and her teacher seems to slump in defeat and shock as she lists off the list he had babbled on and on about when he walked through the door.
Finally Brittany snaps her lips shut glad she has fur to cover up her embarrassed flushed cheeks, "Thank you, now everyone be prepared to go out in the field tomorrow, and wear the right shoes, I don't want any injuries occurring while I'm responsible for you," the man says blankly just as the bell rings practically drowning out his voice.
Everyone lurches to their feet and scrambles out of the class as if, if they didn't get out fast enough they might be stuck here forever, the stunned Chipette quickly gathers up her stuff folding her doodles up neatly she zips it up into her over the shoulder pink bag and slips out, "Man are we getting another lecture?" she turns slightly startled as her counterpart pushes off the wall to fall into step beside her his red back pack hanging from one shoulder.
"Yeah over some plants," Brittany answers noticing the small quirk at the corner of his lips, "You already know don't you?" she questions narrowing her eyes accusingly.
"That most mushrooms maybe edible but there are a few that can kill quite quickly? Yeah heard everything," he smirks wiggling his eyebrows, "You gave me the answers!" Brittany cries startled, "Me? No, that was all you, but I could've Simon's been helping me with the Link finding out what we can do with it and if anything is helpful, turns out we can send short messages and images to each other, that is if we're in close range," Alvin sidesteps causing Brittany to swerve as a kid nearly crushes him with his cowboy boot.
"Neat, you'll have to help me with that," Brittany says smiling at the thought of getting a chance to get some answers from her smarter-than-let-be-known counterpart, "Ok, it's a date," Alvin grins, Brittany frowns confused a moment, "Ok," she agrees somewhat stunned.
"Hey guys!" Cal jogs towards them slipping through the thinning students, "Have you seen our bodyguard?" the teen questions seeming a bit uneasy.
"No, why?" Alvin asks, "He's weird looking, I mean no offense to the guy but he just doesn't seem, you know, normal," Alvin raises an eyebrow, "Where is he?"
"I don't know, probably with one of the others," the teen answers running a hand quickly through his short brown hair, "I'll check him out, later," Alvin leans in quickly planting a small kiss on Brittany's check before vanishing like a ghost through the last bodies of their fellow students, Cal looks down at the Chipette confused.
"Are you two together?" he asks, "I don't know, we haven't really talked about it,"
"Oh,"
Cal peers around the corner of the wall blue eyes narrowing, locking onto their target, Nathan leans around the wall too dark nose twitching trying to get a scent off their bodyguard.
"He smells like a dog," Nathan grumbles annoyed at the scent coming off the man, "He might just have a pet dog, but still he's kind of creepy, especially his hair, its not every day you see a guy with all that white hair and he has the build of twenty year old," Cal whispers.
"I can hear you," they duck behind the wall cursing mentally, dang it they've been caught.
Feigning innocence the two boys inch back around the corner grinning sheepishly as the man dressed in black fixes them with a cool stares, Cal's eyes widen at the sight of the man's blood red gaze, he stumbles back caught off guard, Nathan senses the strange essence of the man and his fur ruffles sending an uncomfortable chill down his spine.
But before either could make a move to investigate the strange man the whole structure of the school shakes sending fuzzy flakes of plaster raining down, the supports groan as if something large were leaning against it as a support, the wall behind them splits apart cracking loudly and creaking, "Get down!" the security guard tackles the two teens to the floor just as the wall is yanked out pieces falling from the huge chunk of painted concrete.
The Beastling has to lean down setting the huge section of wall aside shaking it's massive head free of debris, it snorts loudly the air rushing out of it's lungs strong enough to shift the bundled group on the floor, the hat of the guard falls off as he shoots to his feet drawing his gun he aims it between the eyes of the animal's bull like head, two huge hooked horns protrude from the sides of its head, large bloodshot eyes train on the white haired man standing directly in front of Nathan and Cal who scramble to their feet to face the new threat.
"Hey what's-crap a Tank! Run!" Alvin screams eyes widening in horror at the huge monstrous beast, the thing is bigger than a elephant and covered in a thick protective brown hide, it's arms rippling with dozens of thick muscle, it's hands ending in huge versions of eagle talons.
"What?" Cal questions as Alvin tries to herd them away, "I'd have a tough time taking this guy down, seriously I suggest we make a break for it," the rodent says worriedly glancing at the guard, "Hey! You'll get killed!" Alvin yells stopping to warn him.
Before the man can reply however the Tank moves around at a rather quick pace for a creature it's size, long prehensile tail tipped with a club swings around landing a solid blow right to the man's face knocking his sunglasses off and sending the man tumbling to the floor.
He pushes himself up wiping blood from the corner of his mouth, red eyes flash to his sunglasses and his snake like face contorts to fury, "You freaking ass! Do you know how much those cost!" Alvin blinks stunned as he stares at the familiar Beastling.
"Blade?" he questions as the Reaper sprints forward ducking easily under the Tank's body, with fast snake like movements he manages to somehow flip upward onto the monster's back, two huge useless looking wings sprout from the Tank's back.
The creature rears up clawing wildly at the air like a frightened horse, trying to throw its unwanted rider, however Blade easily keeps his grip digging long sharp claws deep into the Tank's hide causing the monster discomfort.
In a blur of white and black Blade flips up into the air eyes narrowed as knives slip down his forearm landing perfectly in his hands as two long blades protrude from the head coat on the back of his head, he lands on the roof of the school balancing on the balls of his feet, as the Tank whips around slamming down a large hand onto the roof just inches from Blade.
The impact shakes the school to it's very core disrupting class, Blade darts forward blades extended he uses the other Beastlings arm as a bridge, he darts to the side swiping a long knife across the snout of the Tank drawing blood, the monster snaps it's teeth swiping with his other paw struggling to make contact with the smaller Beastling.
Blade ducks easily dodging the wild blows, he suddenly lunges forward whipping down under the Tank's jaws he plunges both the knives in his hands up through the Tank's skin lodging them deep within the skin, the ends of the knives' hilts slide open revealing bright red buttons smiling like a naughty child up to no good Blade hits the buttons quickly before withdrawing his hands, somersaulting through the air the blades protruding from his head coat whip across the Tank's eye, the monster screams and stumbles back clutching it's throbbing wound just as the hidden explosives go off.
The Tank screams as fire erupts from it's mouth, nostrils, and eyes, it's body expands until finally it bursts like a balloon sending blood and chunks of meat and muscle flying across the grass and the side of the school, Blade wipes a drop of blood off his cheek and turns around stepping back into the school he ignores the blood dripping from the walls and leans down retrieving his sunglasses, he sighs staring down a the missing lenses and bent frames.
"Gross!" Alvin cheers laughing like a deranged lunatic as he shakes blood off his face, " Man I didn't know there was explosives in your knives, nice touch," the munk laughs.
Blade leans down and high fives him smiling, "Thanks," he looks to Cal and Nathan who seem paler than usual, of course if any one else saw that they'd either be puking or they would've fainted.
"Ok let's get out of here before we get caught," Alvin suggests.
Dave stares across the room at Blade sitting comfortably on his couch, "So you're the one that gave Alvin his new limbs?" he questions carefully tracing the rim of his glass, the Reaper nods rubbing Stitch's head.
"Yeah that's me," he answers looking up, his piercing red eyes meeting Dave's full force, the man grins nervously in response just as Theodore, Eleanor, and Stripes race over jumping up onto the couch, "Is he going to live with us too?" Theodore questions excitedly, the Reaper raises a eyebrow and turns to Dave who seems torn.
Have another odd thing living with him and that takes the number of bodies in his house up to thirteen or tell him to get lost and risk being killed in his sleep, "If he wants," the man answers skeptically, "I'll think about it," Blade confirms sending an understanding look towards the man just as Alvin walks past humming to himself.
"Hey Alvin I need to check your limbs," the russet furred munk sneaks a peek towards Blade over his shoulder face blank, the Beastling seems to know that look and lurches to his feet.
"NO! YOU'LL NEVER TAKE ME ALIVE!" the rodent screams at the top of his lungs taking off just seconds after Blade got up, Dave sighs and drops his head into his hand, now he wishes he would've gone to work today.
After almost an hour of Blade chasing Alvin through the entire house and even down the street the Beastling managed to finally catch him with the aid of his counterpart, " Is it gross?" Brittany trots along side Blade looking curiously up at the Beastling.
"No not unless it's infected which he would've been complaining about," he explains, Alvin mutters something under his breath drumming his fingers against Blade's hand, the Beastling sets up shop quickly in his room, turns out he managed to not only take the real guard's clothes but his car too where Blade stashed his suitcases.
Brittany curiously watches as Alvin obediently strips, of course it doesn't take long since he's wearing his hoody, the chipmunk lies onto his back stretching out his left arm Blade wheels over on a small black chair usually seen in a doctor's office.
He pulls a measuring tape from a large bag and stretches it first over Alvin's right arm starting at his shoulder and ending at the tips of his fingers, he then does the same to Alvin's left arm and frowns, "Ok this needs to be adjusted, you've grown a bit sense I fitted them to you so I'll need to fix that up so you won't be thrown off balance," he explains jotting down the measurements in a notebook.
"Just say when," Alvin sighs closing his eyes, Brittany frowns confused as Blade leans forward pressing his fingers against the port on Alvin's shoulder, "When," he says just a soft click fills the silence, Alvin's metal arm comes off right in his hands, the munk's entire body coils and his jaw tightens a single vein appearing on his neck.
"Good, hmm, when did it bleed?" Blade stares at the port where some blood had dripped from his flesh drying into the wires, "Um a few days ago I think, I kind of put too much strain on it," the chipmunk admits keeping his eyes closed as Blade shakes his head and lays his arm on a towel draped across the end of the single bed.
Blade quickly measures his legs and finds out that his leg needs to be adjusted too, he does the same as with Alvin's arm only he snaps on a flimsy plastic one in it's place, "They'll be done in about two hours," Blade says.
Alvin groans and sits up swinging his legs over the side of the table he jumps down and yelps wobbling throwing his only arm about to steady himself, "I hate it!" he whines stomping down on the plastic leg.
"Do that and I'll make it three hours," Blade smirks taking a portion of metal plating off Alvin's forearm to study the wire inside, "NO! I love it," Alvin lies quickly before hobbling away, Brittany races after him.
"You ok?" he turns frowning, "No," he answers bitterly looking down at his hind paws, "I'm grateful I get to have metal limbs but I do wish that I could've kept my real one's," he admits softly.
Brittany nods in understanding, she quickly slips up under his right arm, "I don't care so long as you're alive and ok," she admits helping him down the hall.
Alvin smiles softly, "Thanks,"
Me are mighty dinosaur me chew your face off unless you review! RAWRS!
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