Authors Note: and I'm back, with a new chapter in tow. Mind you this probably took some elbow grease and a bunch of duct tape, but I managed to get this gem up and running. Anyway just to let you guys know, I am taking OC's in, not very many but already a new OC will be appearing in the story...not this chapter but that's beside the point. Here's the only new OC to show up in the story:
Centurion (by: HFMunkMadness) : A human from Mexico City with pale skin, blue eyes and long brown curly hair that can shift himself into a Western Chipmunk. In human form he wears a pair of blue jeans, a blue t-shirt, and a black leather jacket, while simply going bare foot in favor of any footwear. In chipmunk form, he has amber/ginger colored fur with only two white stripes running down his back, with facial features looking like a male version of Brittany's, the same blue color to his eyes as in his human form, while he wears a simple outfit of a yellow t-shirt and a white leather jacket. He seems shy in most situations, though is brave enough to face danger head on, and is practically a master hacker, able to hack into any computer databank in the world, while having hacked the Pentagon twice.
That's it for OC's for now, and that's it for the chapter! Bye!...Just kidding, I wouldn't do that to you guys. Now lets get to the actual story, shall we.
Disclaimer: Alvin and the chipmunks belong to Ross B. and Fox Studios, the majority of the Ultimate Series belongs to MetalMunk, and the OC's (outside of Nathan) listed below belong to the following:
Ivy, Izzy, Copper and Cream: MetalMunk
Cal: OceanPacifica
Vixen: PheonixWolf-77
Max: xxxx Team Jacob xxxx (formerly AATCROCKS02)
Stripes: AllisonTheArceus (formerly alvinchipmunkfan)
Zac: Blackwolf00
Nash: Chipmunkgirl234
Alvin grunted as he carried the unconscious...thing back to the hotel, "Almost there, luckily you don't weigh too much," Alvin said to Sid, who was still out cold from earlier, "Though admittedly, you could still due with laying off the shashlik," Alvin added, as he leaped into the air and extended his wings, flying the short distance up the side of the hotel and landing on the balcony, where he set Sid down and reverted to his chipmunk form.
As soon as he entered the hotel room, Alvin was knocked onto his back by a flying pink blur, Brittany having apparently been rather worried for her mate, "Alvin! What happened back there, I tried to contact you and...what the fuck is that thing!?" Brittany asked, pointing to the unconscious creature still outside, causing Alvin to chuckle, "Well, that's the thing Britt...I have no idea, Blade, think you can identify this?" Alvin asked, the Reaper in question making his way outside and dragging the bound monster into their room, everyone gasping as they saw it, and Blade simply scratching the back of his head, "I don't know what to tell ya lad, this thing is new to me," Blade replied, as Wheatley looked it over as well, "Same for me Ultimate, I have no friggin' clue what this thing is, my best bet would be that it's a mutated beastling?" the mimic said, as J-Rod stepped forward and knelt next to it, his right hand hovering over the creature's head, and a look of confusion and frustration soon crossed the alien's face, "I can't find out either, his mind is extremely well guarded, but that just proves one thing," J-Rod explained, gaining a curious look from everyone, "Well, what is it?" Nathan asked, hanging from the ceiling currently as he nibbled on a peach, J-Rod sighing and standing up and away from the creature on the floor, "Whatever this thing is, it has DNA from my kind in it, back on Zeta-Reticuli I couldn't tell what another person was thinking at all, but here on earth, I can read all your minds like books," J-Rod explained, then glanced toward Max and Stripes, the two blinking as they looked at the creature and then J-Rod, "What about us? Me and Stripes were altered using DNA from your kind, does that mean we can block you out?" Max asked, gaining a chuckle from the grey, "Not entirely, but there are certain areas of your minds that I have not been able to read, Stripes has a better chance of blocking me out totally if she focused enough, seeing as she can take over other people's minds as it is," J-Rod explained, the chipette in question looking to Max and poking her tongue out playfully, "See, mind control is way better than techno babble," Stripes teased, gaining a half glare from Max.
"Well, whatever this thing is, we need to get back to H.Q., I think the Brass will want to see this." Ike said, as everyone set off to go to bed, each taking turns to keep an eye on the creature.
Sid's head ached like crazy, that chipmunk somehow managed to knock him out without even needing to move. Groaning, Sid went to reach up and rub his head, only to find himself stuck, and unable to move. In a brief moment of panic, Sid's eyes shot open, then they squeezed shut again, the bright light of a florescent bulb above his head practically blinding him. Eventually, Sid growled and yanked his bindings apart, rubbing his wrists and standing to his feet, only to fall and land on his face, "Oh for fuck's sake!" Sid shouted to himself, reaching to his feet and snapping the bindings there, once more standing to his feet. Having freed himself, Sid looked around at his surroundings, and already he could tell he wasn't in his homeland of Russia, as he seemed to be in a holding cell, with a relatively normal looking window, though upon looking closer he could see the barest hint of thin wires in the glass, suggesting that if he tried to jump out the window he'd be trapped there or at least set off an alarm. He took a look out of his one window and examined his surroundings, hissing as he could feel the heat of the sun pouring in through the glass, and based on the cracked lake bed and cacti, he wasn't in his usual climate either. A bead of sweat formed on Sid's forehead, even though his cell was air conditioned, it may as well have been the tropics in his opinion, luckily finding a fountain in his cell with water for him to drink, which he gladly did.
The door to his cell opened and a guard stepped in, causing Sid to turn and growl at him, the guard chuckling as he closed the door, "Relax, I'm just here to deliver you some food," the guard explained, Sid still growling but not as intensely, in turn causing the guard to sigh and place a slab of pork on the one table, causing Sid's eyes to widen and a glare to be pointed at the guard, whom suddenly found himself pressed to the wall, Sid staring the man straight in his eyes, "Vy monstr ! YA ne mogu yest' to, chto bylo kogda-to v zhivykh!" Sid shouted, causing the guard to pant in surprise and glance from Sid to the pork and back again, Sid growling as he did this, "Ummm...I don't speak Russian, so if you could try, maybe speak English to get your point across, I might be able to fix the mistake I've obviously made," the guard explained, a confused look crossing Sid's face, as the guard thought hard and finally remembered one Russian phrase from a vacation he took a couple months ago, "YA ne govoryu po-russki , mozhete li vy ponimayete po-angliyski?" he asked, causing Sid to release the guard and nod, focusing and growling to himself a moment before finally speaking, "I can't eat that," Sid said, pointing to the slab of meat on the table, the guard rubbing his shoulders a bit, "Okay, that's a start, so...do I need to cook it?" the guard said, as Sid rolled his eyes and groaned, "No, no meat, I don't eat anything that once lived," Sid explained, as the guard nodded and chuckled, "Well, first time I've heard of a monster being a vegetarian, okay I'll bring you something else," the guard said, taking the meat and turning to leave, "Name?" Sid asked, causing the guard to turn around and chuckle again, "You mean my name?" the guard asked, getting a nod from Sid, "My name is Sid, your name?" Sid asked again, getting a smile from the guard, "It's Greg, nice to meet you Sid," Greg replied, exiting the room and setting off to retrieve the proper food, a lock on the door clicking into place and keeping Sid trapped, not that he couldn't escape at any moment, he knew that if he got outside he'd most likely pass out to heat exhaustion in mere minutes, so he simply took advantage of the fact that he was currently shielded by the walls that contained him.
Meanwhile, Alvin was in a familiar jungle, his now repaired blade slicing through the thick foliage until he found it, the place he was created, Grunts milling about outside as he approached. One of the beastlings noticed him and made a noise like a cross between a cat growl and a gorilla grunt, the other monsters turning to face the clearly outnumbered rodent, though none of them moved to try and fight him, much the opposite, they backed away and let him pass into the door. Once inside, Alvin was assaulted by the scent of rotting flesh and rusting iron, various creatures milling about all over the place. A Shadow scurried away from him, and as he looked around he remembered what Sid had told him, about how they would listen to him if he gave them the chance, "I'm here seeking Anthrax, I need to speak to him," Alvin stated, causing every single creature to turn toward him, a Reaper pointing to the office up above, "Up there," it said, gaining a nod from Alvin, who jumped up onto the catwalk and made his way to the office.
Inside, Anthrax was sitting on his haunches, watching a television he managed to jimmy-rig into getting him a few channels, currently watching an episode of Mythbusters at the moment when Alvin walked in, a grin forming on his face, "Ah, Ultimate, you decided to visit," Anthrax said, turning down the volume of the television and turning to face the rodent, whom for his part was a bit tense, while Anthrax had proven to be an invaluable ally, Alvin still wasn't about to let down his guard, and for good reason.
"Like what I've done to the place? I even managed to find your old holding cell, you may be able to get more of your memories back by going in there," Anthrax explained, as Alvin hopped up onto a nearby table and held out a photograph, "I need you to tell me, do you recognize this creature?" Alvin asked, as Anthrax raised an eyebrow and took the photo, looking at it and making a confused grunt, "And...I'm looking at what exactly?" Anthrax asked, causing Alvin to groan and slump to the tabletop, "I was hoping you'd know, I just fought that on a raid of a beastling splinter cell in Russia and I had my ass handed to me on a silver platter," Alvin replied, causing Anthrax's golden eyes to widen, then he let out a roaring laugh and fell to the floor, "Really? This pipsqueak of a creature was able to beat you?" Anthrax asked, getting a growl from Alvin, "If you must know, then yes, he says his name is Sid, and for some reason was treating the splinter cell like it was his family." Alvin explained, causing Anthrax to stop his laughter and stand back up, "What?" he asked, not liking the idea that someone could potentially steal his army from him, "Well, he seemed rather angry that I killed the beastlings, at first I thought it had something to do with the killings happening in a church, but he seemed more concerned with their lives than anything else...he even performed a mercy killing on a Poison that Brittany had gutted right at the start." Alvin explained, as Anthrax growled and rammed the fist of his left hand through the wall, apparently knocking a wandering beastling off the catwalk in the process on the other side if the surprised shriek was any indication, the monstrous leader pulling his arm back, the limb having shifted into his Ultimate form's armor encased version of itself, which shifted back to it's normal appearance in a couple minutes, "Where is it?" Anthrax asked, causing Alvin to briefly get confused, then growl and shift into his own Ultimate form, "I'm not telling you, trust me on this Anthrax, the way this thing fights, I think he'd be able to actually kill you if he felt so inclined," Alvin explained, causing Anthrax to stand and start shifting himself, armor slowly replacing fur on his body, but before he could completely shift Anthrax gagged, as he felt what seemed to be invisible fingers closing around his neck, Alvin holding his left arm out and slowly closing his hand, "I mean it Anthrax, I'm in no mood to fight, I came here for information, and that's it." Alvin explained, as Anthrax shifted himself to his normal form, the mutant chipmunk dropping the monstrous leader and letting him drag in a few breaths, eventually chuckling a bit, "Ultimate, you're getting better with that skill of yours," Anthrax coughed, as Alvin shifted back to his normal form and turned to leave, "Thanks, I practice everyday with J-Rod," Alvin replied, leaping out of the hole Anthrax had punched through the wall earlier and was about to leave, when he heard the beastling that fell earlier, a Soldier apparently, and sighed, walking over to the creature and examining him, "You have a broken leg, just a second I can make it less painful for you," Alvin said, all the while Anthrax watching from above, curious as to what the rodent was doing. Alvin had gathered a couple of steel pipes and a roll of elastic bandage, repositioning the leg so the bones were aligned properly, a pained groan coming from the beastling, as Alvin wrapped the limb in the bandages once, then placed the pipes to make a splint, and re-wrapped the whole ensemble together and used a pair of hook clips to hold them in place, helping the beastling to it's feet as it gingerly took a step, then simply walked off, giving Alvin a grunt of what could be interpreted as thanks, the red clad rodent turning again to leave. Anthrax was intrigued with this event, usually the Medics took care of any injured beastlings, but to see Ultimate do it himself was strange to say the least.
And there we go, Chapter 2. Now I don't plan on updating every day, so don't expect another chapter tomorrow right away. In regards to OC's I think there's room for perhaps two more, but that's about it unless your character is really interesting. Anyway, I've had fun writing this, and I think I'll try to keep the chapters at a decent 2000-3000 word count, though if I go above and beyond that it's because I got really into a certain bit of the plot and had to really flesh it out a bit more. Also, if anyone wants to know what Sid and Greg said earlier, they said the following:
Sid: You monster! I can't eat that was once alive!
Greg: I do not speak in Russian, can you understand English?
Anyhow, I hope you enjoyed this chapter, I had fun writing it, leave your comments/reviews/OC submissions in the box below and I am out, see ya! One last thing, HF if you're wondering why i left the periods out of your username, it's because the site apparently didn't like your name with them in, and removed everything aside from the "H." bit. sorry about that.