Yeah okay so I may make up for a schedule - I'll post new chapters on this Fanfiction on Saturday's, Monday's and Tuesday's so I have Wednesday and Thursday for school and Sunday to relax. Yep, I think this is a good schedule. Anyway yeah uhm what else was I gonna say? Oh yeah! I was looking up mythical creatures and like there are some really awesome ones so I may actually start another Fanfiction but I dunno... Anyway anyone who Rate/Review/Favourite/Follow this story THANK YOU IT IS GREATLY APPRECIATED!

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With a pout, Brittany sat against the wall. Boredom had finally reached her bones, she couldn't stand this anymore. How long as she been sat here? Minutes? Hours? Days? Who knew. The colour of red was beginning to annoy her, even closing her eyes to try and escape it. Sighing with aggression and annoyance she heard the click of the door. Her head shot up fast eager to see who came into the room.

It was, of course, none other than Alvin.

He was wearing a grin on his face, one Brittany didn't know whether to be weary about or not. Knowing Alvin she should've been weary. He closed the door behind him, the clothes he had seemed to be more ruffled up than the last time Brittany had seen him, or at least she thought they did.

"What's with the smirk?" Glared Brittany, who was now beginning to doubt it was anything good. All Alvin did was shrug as he walked towards her. Brittany didn't take her eyes of him until he answered her question in which she repeated, "Why are you smirking?"

Again another shrug. Alvin got on his knees, since Brittany was sat on the ground, and gently grabbed her wrist. Brittany opened her mouth to object however when her eyes caught glimpse of something shiny within Alvin's hand, she suddenly felt her body relax as he unlocked the cuffs which had began to get sore on her wrists with attempting to try and pry them off. He looked up at her with a deadpanned expression. All Brittany could do was shrug, laughing gently. She looked away from Alvin before her curiosity got the best of her, turning her head she looked back at him as he clicked the cuffs from her wrists. "How were you able to get the key?" He smirked but didn't yet didn't reply. Was it strange for her to feel just a tad scared? No, this was still Alvin, whatever he did to get it obviously wasn't good. Her lips were a thin line before her wrists were completely free. Well, for five seconds before Alvin had gripped onto them, pulling her up to her feet.

"I thought I told you to get changed?" He asked, finally she was able to hear him say something! She raised a brow and crossed her hands.

"I had chains on my wrists, I couldn't put a piece of clothing on." She huffed before noticing how ruff his voice was. It was as though he had been screaming as loud as he could until he finally came and got here. She eyed him wearily. "What happened to your voice?"

Alvin was suddenly stricken by the question, as though he hadn't talked before so she wouldn't be able to find out about it. He averted his gaze from her, seeing as the wall was much more interesting than her. He cleared his throat, "Well, - uh- you know I was just talking a lot I guess."

She didn't buy it. Brittany Miller knew Alvin pretty well, and she knew how much he loved to talk so with him losing his voice over it, no, it was unheard of. She frowned at him. "Don't be an idiot, what happened?" It was at that moment when Brittany noticed that his neck was extremely raw red. She blinked before seeing that his hair seemed as though it had been attempted to hide his eye, which from what she could tell was bloodshot and red. She stood staring at him, her lips a gape. "You got into a fight..." She stated, seeing him flinch only confirmed her statement. The small frown upon her lips deepened as she looked at him, concern clouding her ice blue eyes. He could see it in her face, he already knew that she knew; he didn't say anything. His jaw clenched and it didn't go unnoticed by Brittany. "What did you do, Alvin?" She asked.

"It doesn't matter," he huffed. He turned on his heel and faced the closed door. "Get changed, you don't have long." His voice was dark and cold however there was a hint of kindness within them, it was just droned out. She sighed however did as he asked, seeking no objection.

They were in complete silence, the only noise was the clothes she was putting on.

"Alvin?" She asked once she had placed her last piece of clothing on.

"Hmm?" He asked, still turned away from her.

"You're not going to stay are you?" Asked Brittany, staring at the ground, she wouldn't know if she- they could live themselves if the past decided to repeat itself. There was just so much at stake. And the fact that both their siblings, and themselves, had been in so much danger, Alvin was placing everything back on the table and Brittany wanted-no needed to know if he was going to be betting with their lives once again. The thought was so close to bringing tears to her eyes but she ignored them, blinking them from her eyes, she turned her head to meet the sky blue orbs who bad been watching her for a while now.

"I..." He began, he stared at her with both regret and confusion, both battling for dominance. It seemed regret was winning. "I'm sorry Britt," he began, still staring at her, his own frown on his lips, "I can't leave you all here on your own now could I?"

Brittany blinked, her body still. "What do you mean?" She asked slowly and Alvin smirked, walking up to her, he placed something on her head, shielding her eyes. She lifted it now noticing what it was: His cap. The cap which he would always wear. It was a little big for her, bit it still fitted her if they made only small adjustments. She stared at the top of the hat before looking at Alvin's cheeky smile. "And what does this mean exactly?" She crossed her hands before hearing him chuckle lowly.

"Since there were quite a lot of fella's who wanted you down there, I had no choice but to fight for you, and now I guess to keep you safe for the time being: You are technically now my..." He hesitated, and he bad a right to because what he said next made Brittany's jaw drop and a bubble anger rise inside of her.

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With a glare Alvin threw himself at Danny, rising his fist he slammed it down on the others face. The impact caused a bruise to become forming within seconds before Alvin quickly raised his other, once again, slamming it down on Danny. This happened three or four more times before Danny caught his fist before it could attack him once more, kneeing Alvin in the crotch, he was given the upper hand. He threw Alvin onto his back, this time mimicking what Alvin had done to him, this time however on the third time he darted his into his eyes. Alvin soon shoved the boy from above him, gripping his eye he glowered at Danny, a small grunt escaping his lips. The two boys got up, Danny with the bloodied nose, dripping down his lips and chin, and tattered hair, which was now spikey and glossy from the wound which Alvin had given him when throwing him onto the ground along with the bruises forming on his cheeks from the punches he was given. Alvin however only had a busted lip and a bruise forming around his eye, taken from Danny. Alvin wasn't going to lie, Danny was stronger than him, and more experience, however because Alvin had caught him off-guard just gave him the upper hand. How did this even happen again, oh yeah, that happened-

As they were talking Danny decided to bring Brittany into the conversation.

"She's some chick, don't you think? She's apart of that girl group, what's it called, the female chipmunks or something?" He asked as he grinned, his teeth reaching up to his cheeks as his eyes held a mysterious glow within them.

"Yeah, whatever she's called, she's the prettiest one." Another agreed.

"Hey Alvin, where's you even find a girl like here?" Danny asked. "Her skin is so soft, and those eyes were stunning, I mean if I could I'd make her mine right now."

"And what's that supposed to mean?" A girl asked, raising her brow at Danny. He shrugged in response,

"Well you know, I'd get her to be my girlfriend."

Alvin sniggered, looking over to Danny who looked displeased with Alvin, "What's so funny leader?"

"She wouldn't go out with you." Sniggered Alvin. Danny blinked at him as his mind processed the words.

"Why not?" Danny scowled as he tried to think of one reason why she wouldn't want him, every girl wanted him. Alvin smirked devilishly.

"Because she's mine." As Danny stared at Alvin, he felt chills go up and down his spine. Alvin's words had a cold, hard and frightening tone to them. He sounded possessive and a little manipulative. It was actually terrifying. His eyes only looked as though they were just daring Danny to say one thing about Brittany.

"Oh come on leader-" he was crossing the line for Alvin, "I mean you can't keep her all to yourself?"

"And why not?" Alvin frowned, his smirk replaced as he looked displeasingly at Danny. "I told her she's mine." Even Alvin didn't know where the voice was coming from, although he didn't object to it, the words were flowing out so simply as though be had said them a hundred times. In fact Alvin didn't even think of Brittany like that, well now he did because as he talked and stared at Danny's reaction, all Alvin could think of was how he actually felt about Brittany. At first the road was hazy, he was just saying it to protect his best friend before he began to feel as though his heart was the one who was pushing the words, not as much as his brain.

"Why don't we fight for her then?" Announced Danny. Alvin grinned ear to ear, well since he put it that way.

- and so Alvin was the first to hit and now here they were, both panting, staring at each other with determination. It was then when Danny launched himself at Alvin, causing them both to go flying to the ground, the crash of Alvin's head bitting the cold and hard surface of the ground caused him to become lightheaded and dizzy before he felt something hook around his neck. Gasping at the lack of oxygen, Danny held onto Alvin's neck, gripping it as tight as he could. Alvin could feel his throat tightening as his lungs burned as though someone had thrown them into lava, his eyes stung as he blinked through the small tears forming. He chocked for air, sucking in nothing. He was now beginning to see black dots cloud his vision. Quickly, knowing that he was going to pass out he gripped onto Danny's own neck, sighing his nails into the nape of his neck. He heard Danny gargle before the hands around his throat suddenly disappeared, now having Danny's hands cling onto his wrists. Danny tried to pry his hands from his throat however Alvin dug his thumb into his Adams apple, causing Danny to chock on his own saliva. It was then when Alvin was able to breath, his blue coloured face regaining its tanned colour as the roles were stopped.

That was the moment Danny became unconscious. He dropped on the floor lifelessly. For a moment everyone thought he was dead before he groaned. Alvin took that chance to snatch the keys from his belt, knowing they were for Brittany before leaving the crowed room whom chanted his name repeatedly.

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"Girlfriend." Alvin finished, he expected more that Brittany to be staring into space. "Hey, she finally turned quiet." He joked before he suddenly saw the expression she wore.

"You... Did... What?" She asked staring into Alvin's sky blue orbs, she gripped onto his black hoodie, shoving his head closer to hers, he was able to see the fury in her eyes. "I swear to go Alvin Seville. I'm going to murder you."

Alvin laughed. "Yeah, heh, well can you do it tomorrow, I need to go to sleep, after fighting for you and all."

Brittany didn't falter her stern glare before she let go, slapping him around the face. "Don't you ever do that again - do you hear me?" Alvin didn't know what to make out what had happened, had she just slapped him because he said that she was technically now his "girlfriend" or was it because he had got into the fight.

Thinking about it, he had nearly failed to recognise the hug she had given him until he felt her anger filled breaths in his ear. Right, so it was the fight. Tightening his lips he returned the hug.

Once both of them cleared their throats and stepped away from each other Brittany asked, "So where are you sleeping tonight?" She asked.

"In the bed of course," Alvin replied, pointing to the bed.

"Uh, no. I'm sleeping there." She cocked an eye brow at him.

"So we're both sleeping in it then."

"I'm not sleeping in the bed as you, besides I just got dressed!"

"Yeah well you can now get changed again whilst I get changed!"

"Are you kidding me right now?!"

"Just do it!" Exasperated Alvin as he walked over to the mahogany drawers, picking out some red pyjamas.

Both sixteen year olds got changed at the opposite parts of the room before finally getting into the bed at opposite sides of each other.

"Just don't touch me." Brittany warned.

"Says the girl who likes to hug at night," Alvin teased, yawning.

"I do not!" Brittany lazily argued.

"Yeah you do," Alvin grinned as he closed his eyes.

"Yeah well we'll see who is the hugged in the morning when you've got your arms around me."

"Oh yeah? You got it wrong babe because your the one who's going to have you arms around me."

Soon there were no more responses, just quiet breaths from each teenager, both beginning to edge towards each other as though they were attracting both one and other.