Holy crap I've already got reviews? Wow, thanks! And thanks to Guest, CattyRae and LoveCaptainSwanChimunks! It means a lot that you reviewed and even favourites and followed the story, THANK YOU! Also I'm going to try and make the chapters longer since the first one I thought it was short, or at least shorter than things I usually read so yeah. And to answer Guest, yeah I found it really hard to do it in first person, I kept on putting "he" instead of "I" and I think I'll do third person from now on. Also sorry I keep on droning on but, if the characters are too ooc I'm sorry its my first time doing a chipmunk Fanfiction and well yeah, just give it a couple of chapters, I'll get the hang of it!
Anyway, here the second chapter, I hope you all enjoy it and if you do like/follow/rate/review it, it is much appreciated, and don't be afraid to ask questions! Thanks you!

Disclaimer: I do not own the Chipmunks

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As the sun slowly broke from the horizon, a mixture of colours burst into life, all from orange to pink to red. It was an extraordinary site, too bad that Brittany had missed it. And missed the sky turning into blue, or seeing people beginning to wake up, missing the birds tweeting and how the plants all seemed to come alive. She had missed it all. And why? It wasn't as though she got up late, or that she simply didn't look. It was the fact that she couldn't see. A black bandana was covering her ice blue eyes, whenever she blinked she could feel her lashes rub against the fabric. She was sat on the floor, curled in the corner. Her wrists hurt for obvious reasons, whenever she moved them something would jingle. She was obviously chained somewhere. She had curled her legs to her chest, resting her forehead on her knees. The floor beneath her felt flat but cold meaning that she was in a room. The walls also felt smooth so it only confirmed her guess. She had tried to take the bandana off but it was simply too tight. She couldn't unknot it, and it was too tight to try and squeeze it off her head. She scoffed as she uncurled her legs and stood up, the chains attached to her wrists jingling throughout.

"Alvin Seville," she spoke through gritted teeth. "When I find you I swear I'm going to make you pay." She began to walk but froze when she heard a laugh, one which she knew quite well. It was a mix between a sarcastic laugh and a genuine one.

"How are you going to do that if you can't see me?" The voice laughed. At first Brittany was confused, how was he with her too? How long was he there for? Turning towards where she thought his voice came from she spoke,

"Just keep talking, I'll find you, and I swear I'll punch you so hard you'll still have the bruise next week!"

"Whoa, come on Britt - I was only joking - calm down," Alvin said before she heard him walking. She stood still as he came closer to her before she could feel that he was right in front of her. She didn't move. She then felt his arms reach around her head before something came loose from her face as she heard a what sounded like a knife cutting through fabric. She then blinked as the world around her began to hit her eyes. It was bright and blurry at first but soon her eyes adjusted after Alvin placed his arms back down to his sides. Brittany looked at him.

Unlike on usual days; Alvin would be wearing his red cap, - which he loved way too much in Brittany's opinion - his red hoodie, which had his trademark "A" outstretched to the front of the hoodie, his dark blue, baggy jeans and his blue sneakers, this time he wasn't wearing anything like that. The cap on his head was missing - which was a strange sight to behold since he almost never took the hat off! - showing off his dirty blond locks, which were dishevelled, hanging loose upon his forehead, no longer hidden by his cap, red hoodie with the letter "A" was replaced by a black hoodie, with the letters "R C" written in red on the right pocket, the dark blue jeans were replaced by black jeans, however his sneakers remained the same - thank god. He nervously laughed, "Sorry about this Brittany," he rubbed the back of his neck timidly, something which he could do if you knew he had done something wrong. "Here I brought you some clothes since your still in your... Pyjamas."

Brittany blinked when she stared at him, taking both his appearance and personality in. She then opened her mouth, Alvin's face already changing into a scared expressions, and oh boy did he have a reason to be scared. "What on earth is this, Alvin? Where are we? Why am I in chains?" Brittany almost screamed. "You tell me what's going on or I swear I will-"

"Okay, okay, okay, calm down," Alvin gulped as he took a step back. "Well-uh, where do I begin?"

"Try at the beginning," Brittany crossed her arms and narrowed her eyes at the boy in front of her. Suddenly Alvin could feel the chill around them giving him goosebumps as he tried to think of a way to begin.

"Well..." He began. "You remember that gang called the Red Caps?" He asked, his voice full of hesitation. Why was he scared? It wasn't as though he was scare of Brittany screaming in his face, he was used to that already but he was more frightened of her disappointed in him. Brittany, as much as he would would never admit, was his best friend; they basically held no secrets between one and other. In fact it was her idea in the first place to disband the gang he had created. That's the reason he didn't want to tell her that after everything he had gone through, he had decided to go back to it once again. Well he didn't want to go back to it, he was forced into going back to it. Once she nodded, after quite a while, he could already see that she was beginning to figure it all out for herself. Still, he continued. "Last night, what you saw were members of the new gang of the Red Caps asking for me to become their leader once again..." He became silent. He wanted to talk. Brittany stared at him. Her face contorted into a concerned gaze. Brittany knew Alvin quite well, actually she knew him a lot more than his own brothers sometimes. So now she knew not to talk, biting her tongue so she wouldn't interrupt his explanation.

He sighed, "I refused of course, they had been bugging me for three weeks, getting my number and texting me and trying to peer pressure me, of course I Alvin Seville didn't break under the pressure," a grin of proudness latched onto his lips, only making Brittany roll her eyes.

"Sure it looks like you resisted a lot," she commented coldly, pointing to his clothes. So she figured it out.

Alvin remained silent.

After minutes of pure silence, Brittany looked at her wrists, and there were the shackles she had been feeling. This was just great. She looked around the room. It looked much like a room. She blinked as she looked at her surroundings. Everything was red and gold. The king-sized bed was placed to her right, having the head placed against the wall made it easy for people to go around either side to lie down. Next to each bed was a small mahogany dresser with a red mat placed upon the top, both sides having red and white roses placed in a clear and large slim glass. Each having three of each rose making six roses in the jar. The bed had red covers, with golden swirls layered upon it, the pillows were red with a golden dragon on each, the floor was a deep, rich red carpet, which looked soft just by the look of it, and the walls were painted red with some gold here and there. Over to her left was a red couch(I may refer to this as "Sofa" and I'm sorry Americans but like I'm British so I'll at least try to keep it as American as I can since that's where Alvin and the Chipmunks are originated) with gold cushions before finally there was a blue colour, a sky blue colour, as there were games and game boxes and a large black screen tv which looked expensive, on either side of the tv and below it there were cabinets. All black. Two were large at the side of it, filled with books, and underneath it was a long horizontal one which held all the games, films and game consoles.

"Hey Britt?" Alvin asked as Brittany jumped and diverted her attention to him again, muttering an apology. "It's fine." He reassured her before continuing. "Back to last night. When I was refusing them, they kept on pursuing me, trying to get me to say yes... That was when Danny noticed you." He once again stopped for a little while he began to collect his thoughts. "Once he grabbed you, that was it. I had no choice. I'm sorry Britt but... I became the leader of the Red Caps again." Alvin's eyes were glued to the ground, she could see the regret within them. Brittany would have felt sympathy for him if wasn't for her rage brewing up inside of her.

"What do you mean, "I became the leader of the Red Caps again"?" She asked, laughing slightly from the shock of the words before stepping back, turning away from Alvin. "You gotta' be kidding..." She mumbled to herself before snapping her head back at him. "Are you crazy!" She screamed. "Don't you remember what happened last time? Or do I have to remind you of what happened? You know the one where you almost killed both our brothers and sister and us! Do you not remember that?" Alvin flinched at her words but remained silent. "I can't believe you Seville... I just cannot believe that you've done this, again!" She turned away from him, taking a deep breath in to at least try and calm her nerves. "And you haven't even told me why I'm in chains and where we are, oh bother, I seriously hope it better be a better explanation than what you've just told because if it isn't, I'll kill you myself!"

"Alright, alright, I was getting to that part," Alvin still didn't look at her, this time he looked over to the right where the bed was. "When they knocked you out they decided to tag you along the ride, for insurance, I guess, to make sure I didn't go behind their backs and betray them. And well, they were going to put you in Danny's or Mick's rooms but god knows what they would've done with you there, so I managed to get them to agree that you stayed here. With me." Brittany blinked at him, during his talk he had managed to look at her, but that only made Brittany's blood boil more. "The reason your chained is so they can keep their insurance."

"And you just went along with this?" Brittany scoffed. "Really Alvin? You're supposed to be my best friend, and you let them chain me up?" The words were like acid spitting from her tongue. Alvin only sighed.

"Guess so," he shrugged. Brittany stared at him in disbelief.

"You're going to get me out right? You're not just going to leave me chained up to a wall... Are you?" Suddenly once Alvin heard those words, his sky blue eyes shone with mischief as he smirked devilishly.

"Oh come on Brittany, you said it yourself - you're my best friend; how could I possibly leave you like this? Besides, I've got a plan," For once in her life she was happy to hear those words come from Alvin. He had a plan. Thank god!

"What is it?" Brittany asked. When Alvin opened his mouth to answer, his phone buzzed in his pocket. Sighing he took the phone out to look what it was. It was a text message.

Yo! Leader!
We kind of need you downstairs, you know we have urgent business to get to. So when you're done snuggling up with that girl ;) you should come down.
P.s. Leave some of her to us, will ya? She's quite the catch!

Alvin stared at it. Wow. That was actually disgusting. Like. Just. No. He glanced back up at Brittany and shrugged. "Gotta' go I guess, here your clothes, I'll try to be back soon."

Passing her the clothes, Alvin walked out the door before Brittany could say anything. She was now all alone. Pushing some of her auburn hair behind her ear, she looked at the clothes. How was she supposed to put these on with chains on her wrists? She sighed. At least he brought her everything she needed: Top, scarf, leggings, skirt, pants, bra- wait what?!

Looking back at the clothes her face became flushed. He had brought her pants and bra?! But that meant. "Oh god no!" She whined, pushing her faced into her clothes as she dropped to her knees. Alvin had gone through her underwear draw! She couldn't even think about him looking through them all. Touching them all. She suddenly felt sick to her stomach. "I swear, I'm going to kill him."

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Upon reaching where they were supposed to meet, Alvin shoved his hands into his new hoodie. Man he hated this hoodie, with a passion. His eyes narrowed as he came to glaring at the grinning boy in front of him.

"You took an awfully long time Leader," Danny mocked, his brown eyes amused when Alvin only glared at him with no response. "Tell me: Was she good?" Again, Alvin refused to reply. Danny only sighed as he ran a hand through his dark blue died hair. "I hope she was good." He muttered under his breath before leaning against the wall which was behind him.

"Where's the others?" Alvin asked as he looked around.

Danny grinned, "Oh, they'll be here in a minute."

After about fifteen minutes of pure silence - ha funny, Alvin was quite for fifteen minutes! - others began to arrive.

First was a girl, Johanna. She had bleach blonde hair, which was so short that it only came to her chin. It had been styled so it would be straight before the ends would flick inwardly towards her chin, only expressing how short her hair really was. She had pale blue eyes which looked bored as did the rest of her face as she chewed slowly on some gum, occasionally blowing a bubble before going back to chewing. She wore the same as the other boys, a black hoodie, with the letters "R C" written on the pocket, and like Alvin she had her own hands in the pockets, however unlike the boys, Johanna had a red miniskirt along with black leggings and red converse. She glanced at both boys before smirking over to Alvin, "So you're our leader, huh? Well I couldn't think of a hotter looking person for the job." She winked at him.

Alvin being himself just couldn't resist the urge to flirt back, "Well I guess it's you're lucky day, babe." Of course it wasn't the right day or time to be flirting, but this is Alvin Seville, when doesn't he flirt with girls?

After moments of talking with Johanna, another member turned up. A boy this time, by the name of Mick. Mick was a dark brunette with much darker brown eyes. Although he wore the same clothing as Alvin and Danny, his seemed a little more... Scruffy. As though he hadn't taken care of it at all.

"Would you look here, Al' old boy is back," beamed Mick. Ah yes, one of the many worshippers of Alvin. Boy talk about seeing an old friend.

"How's it hanging, Mick?" I asked smiling lightly. Mick responded with a shrug, giving me a small smile in return.

After more minutes, more faces began appearing. Some Alvin knew, some he didn't. After it seemed that all the important gang members were here Danny announced that Alvin had agreed to become the leader once again. Of course he knew exactly why they wanted him. It was the reason he turned them down. It was the reason why he had to stop in the first place. As Danny spoke a long paragraph about how great Alvin was, and yes Alvin had to agree with every word he said, he couldn't help but reminisce.

It was back when Alvin was only fifteen. When he had been able to keep the gang the way he wanted, suddenly a big gang war broke out, meaning that if Alvin wanted to survive, he needed more members. The cost was that if he got more members, how could he trust them? It didn't matter to Alvin, as long as he and everyone he cared about was safe, what was the harm in letting a few people in?

Apparently there was a lot of harm.

Alvin couldn't count how may street fights he had been in, or how many times he had nearly been placed into hospital because it became so bad. It came to the point when a certain someone was caught up in a situation where Alvin really had no choice.

"Alvin!" Brittany gasped. "You can't keep coming to me with all your injuries!"

Alvin scoffed, "Just help me, would you? My head is pounding."

"Yeah and I wonder why that could be?" Brittany glared at him but sighed when she told him to sit down at the table whilst she got the bandages. "You know Alvin, Dave is going to realise what's going on right?" She said as she opened one of the drawers underneath the counters in the kitchen. Alvin laughed.

"As long as I have you and you don't tell him - I won't have any reason to be scared."

"What if I did tell Dave?" Brittany asked curiously as she pulled out the band aid.

"You wouldn't." Alvin stated. "That's the reason I came to you in the first place."

"Yeah, but wouldn't it be the right thing to do to tell him?" She asked as she began to wrap the bandages around Alvin's head gently.

"Morally maybe," sighed Alvin. "But if he ever found out, I think he would disown me."

"What?" Brittany gasped. "He wouldn't do that!" She narrowed her eyes once she was done. "Dave loves you too much. Sure he'll be furious but he would never..."

"You don't know that Britt," the sadness in his voice caused Brittany to frown. Alvin truly believed that Dave would do that.

"Alvin?"

"What is it?"

"Maybe you should disband the gang?" Brittany suggested.

"What, why would I do that? I'm helping people here Brittany!"

"No. No your not Alvin. You're hurting yourself." She sighed before she began to put all the things back. "I understand you probably won't see it, but someone will get hurt and it is most likely going to be you at the rate your going, Alvin."

Of course Alvin hadn't listened to her, but when he was walking home from school, after getting a detention for pulling a prank he had set for Simon accidently did it on a teacher, he was in serious trouble. But as he walked down the street he hurt a scream. A scream which sounded all too familiar. Turning and running back to where he had just crossed an alleyway. That was when he saw it.

There was crimson red painted across the walls of the alleyway and on the floor. It was also on the lifeless body, mixing with the blue he usually wore. It didn't take long for Alvin to figure out who it was. He stepped forward, suddenly a cracking sound could be heard and as he looked down to inspect what it could have been there it was, the glasses his brother would wear. Already his heart clenched, and he hadn't even looked at his brother yet...

Suddenly as Alvin was remembering what happened next he noticed that all of the members were clapping and chanting his name. He smiled nervously as he looked at all the members individually. Brittany's voice ringing through his head:

"I understand you probably won't see it, but someone will get hurt and it is most likely going to be you at the rate your going, Alvin."