Chapter 10: Enter Dracula!

AFTER SCHOOL!

The Chipmunks and the Chipettes leave class with their bags and books on them. The six of them begin to head for home together.

"Are you feeling better, Simon?" Theodore asked with a look of concern on his face.

"A bit." Simon replies with honesty.

"You sure gave us a bit of a scare earlier." Eleanor comments.

"Yeah, I never have seen any one look normal one moment then so pale the next." Brittany stated.

"Do you know what happened, Simon?" Jeanette asked.

"I don't know to tell you the truth." Simon responded. He wasn't sure how to explain the funny craving he got when he saw the blood on Jeanette's finger.

Alvin stayed quiet as he continuously watches his brother carefully.

As the Chipmunks and Chipettes walk past the playing field, they fail to notice some kids playing baseball. One of the children throws the ball to the other child with the bat.

Crack!

The sound of the ball hitting the wooden bat echoed in the field. The children did not anticipate the ball to fly in the direction to where the Chipmunks and Chipettes are walking.

"Heads!" Yells one of the children.

The six Chipmunks noticed too late to move out of the way fast enough. Theodore realizes that the ball is heading in his direction. To nervous to move, he simply just prepares himself to be hit. The only thing he manages to do is throw up his arms to protect his head as best as he could.

"Yeep!" Theo squeaks.

When Theodore realizes that the ball hadn't hit him yet, he looks up slowly. To his surprise, he sees that Simon had caught the ball with his bare hand.

"Wow. Thanks Simon." Theodore smiles with relief.

"Whoa..." The children on the field cry out in unison.

"Nice catch, Simon." Jeanette cooed.

"Yea Simon, nice catch." Alvin agreed while raising his eyebrow in suspicion. "Uh, catching the ball with your hand...didn't hurt you or anything, did it?"

"Actually, no it didn't." Simon replies as he takes the ball into his other hand to examine the one he caught the ball with.

"Hey! Little help?" One of children calls out to Simon. The child raises his hand that is wearing a baseball mitt and waves it in the air. He hopes that action will have Simon clue in.

Simon looks up at the children then down in the ball in his hand. It finally clicks in and he throws the ball in their direction. By mistake, Simon throws the ball a little too hard. The ball flies way over the children's head and lands on the other side of the field.

"Awe man..." One of the kids whine when he realizes how far the ball has gone over the field.

"Oops, sorry...!" Simon calls out apologetically to the children.

"Gee Simon, I never knew you could throw like that." Theodore says in astonishment.

"Yea, neither did I." Simon replies with a surprised tone.

"I bet you didn't." Alvin whispers to himself. He is now becoming more confident on what might be going on with his brother.

The Chipmunks and Chipettes continue walking home.



AN HOUR LATER...AT THE SEVILLE'S!

Simon sat by himself in his section of the bedroom shared by him and his brothers. He looks forward to when the sunsets. Lately, that is all he has been looking for during the past few days after the accident. Till when that time comes, Simon decides to play his saxophone for a while. This is something that he hasn't done for a while thanks to all the homework and concerts he has been doing for the past couple of months.

He has the curtains closed so that the sun does not enter in the room. The darkness, lately, has been having a comfortable feel for him. Music, as well, is soothing during this moment of solitude. Simon can sense that something strange is happening to him, but what it could be, he doesn't know. A part of him fears these cravings he has, the other part even excites him. It's just difficult for him to choose which of these feelings of conflict.

A sudden presence coming towards the bedroom door causes Simon to stop playing. He watches the door carefully as it opens. Alvin comes inside with a suspicious look on his face. Simon raises his eyebrow.

"What do you want, Alvin?" Simon grumbles.

"What I want is to know who you are, and what you did with my brother?" Alvin orders.

"Excuse me?" Simon asks as he puts the saxophone down beside him and stands up off the bed.

"Everything you did in the past few days indicates to me that you are not the Simon I know." Alvin states.

"What makes you think that?" Simon crosses his arms impatiently.

"Well, since the accident you've healed with dramatic results. Lily's reaction whenever you go near her. Your sudden change in wardrobe. The fact you have stop needing glasses to see. And don't think I haven't noticed your sudden strength and speed." Alvin says as he shakes his finger at Simon.

"Get to the point, Alvin." Simon barks impatiently.

"Uh," Alvin thinks for a moment. He then grabs his 'Monster' book from the bookshelf beside him. After turning the pages he finds what he is looking for.

"Ah ha! According to this, you're becoming a Vampire." He suddenly freezes and swallows a huge lump in his throat.

Simon gives his brother an odd look then bursts out in laughter. "A Vampire? Boy, are you losing it."

"B-b-but, Simon. Ever since the car accident, you have been not acting like yourself."

"Alvin," Simon walks over to the window and pulls back the curtain slightly to put his hand into the light. "If I were becoming a Vampire, wouldn't you think I would be burning up in the sunlight?"

Alvin reaches up and snatches the sunglasses off Simon's face. With his other hand pulls the cord, which opens the curtains all the way.

Simon lets out a loud hiss as he backs away into the shaded part in the room.

"Why did you do that for?" Simon demands.

"To prove a point."

"And that is...?" Simon spat angrily.

"Just because you're not burning doesn't mean you are not sensitive to the light..."

"Give me back those sunglasses." Simon growls.

"Not till you admit that I maybe right about this."

With extreme speed, Simon leaps at Alvin. He grabs the sunglasses and releases the cord to close the curtain. Alvin ends up being pushed two feet away as Simon pulls his desperate move.

Simon breathes a sigh of relief after having his sunglasses have returned on his face and the room is once again dark with the curtain back in its place. He turns to see his brother lying on the floor looking up at him with fear in his eyes.

"Alvin?" Simon asks worryingly.

"You still don't think anything is wrong?" Alvin spat as he gets himself up and backs away to the door.

"I...Uh..." Simon stumbles to find the right excuse to his actions. He looks up again to only see that Alvin has left the room and closed the door.

Feeling a little depressed with what he did, Simon opens the curtains again and peers directly into the sunlight. He growls that even though with his sunglasses on his face, the sun is still way too bright. Frustrated, Simon yanks the curtain closed again and walks away from the window.

He places a hand over his face and ponders what is happening. 'Could Alvin be right?' He thought.



HOURS LATER!

The moon sheds light down on a field in a park at the other end of the city of Los Angeles. A large bat flies down from the sky. It flaps its wings as he hangs in mid air for a brief moment. Without warning, the creature begins to transform. From what use to be a bat, now stands a man in a dark black suit. The batwings turn into a long black cape.

The man, with his black hair combed back and dark eyes, looks around in his new environment. He slowly smiles an evil grin.

"So, this is L.A.?" He asks. "My visit here...should be most interesting."

"Thank you for coming, Master." A female voice calls from behind.

"Ah, my child, good to see you again." Dracula smiles.

"I apologize for disturbing you at this time... But..." The female stumbles.

"Come now. I don't want you to fret. What was done is done. I have come to help correct this situation that has bestowed upon you." He says as he places a reassuring hand on her shoulder.

"The child... He was an accident, I assure you." The woman explains plainly.

"So you gave him your blood without realizing the consequences?" Dracula finished. "Where is the child now?"

"He won't come to me, yet. A part of him still is in denial."

"No matter, I'll meet him in time. Come we shall go find the boys and gather my things from the docks... But first, lets go get a 'bite' to eat." Dracula smiles hungrily while exposing his fangs at the woman.

"Yes Master." The woman calmly answers as she bows her head to him.

She follows Dracula down the field and heads into town.