Authors Note: I know, the chapters seem to be going up a little bit slower than before, but that's mainly because I think I'm getting a bit focused on it. Anyway, there will be some action in this chapter, as with previous chapters, and also some flashbacks, which will be written in italics (like this if you need an example) to set them apart from the rest of the main story. Anyway, let's 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 guest OC's are own by the following people:
Ivy, Izzy, Copper and Cream: MetalMunk
Cal: OceanPacifica
Centurion: HFMunkMadness
Tessa: Shoot the Moon
Vixen: PheonixWolf-77
Max: xxxx Team Jacob xxxx (formerly AATCROCKS02)
Stripes: AllisonTheArceus (formerly alvinchipmunkfan)
Zac: Blackwolf00
Nash: Chipmunkgirl234
Mordecai was nervous, he had never been truly informed on how to interrogate prisoners, let alone interrogate two at once, but he was going to prove his worth to the team somehow, so when he entered the room and found only Centurion inside, he was a slight bit nervous, "Umm...where's the girl?" Mordecai asked, gaining a chuckle from the human before him, "Oh, she's still in the cell, I guess they figured it'd be easier to interrogate us separately," Centurion replied, causing Mordecai to narrow his eyes, then he simply took a seat across from the pale skinned human and sighed, "Well, let's just get straight to it, how did you and the girl get past security?" Mordecai asked, a chuckle coming from Centurion, "I hacked into the security feed for the whole base and made loops of all the areas me and Tessa would be crossing," Centurion replied, causing Mordecai to flick his tongue out, tasting the air for anything so indicate the boy was lying, and only detecting the natural amount of stress pheromones typical of being in a situation like this. "Well, I can see you aren't lying to me, so that's good," Mordecai said, getting a nod from Centurion, "That's mainly because I already know that if I don't comply and tell the truth, you'll just hit me with those wrist stingers of yours and make me talk," Centurion explained, getting a cough from the Interrogator, "How very astute of you, will I expect the same level of cooperation from your companion?" Mordecai asked, gaining a shrug from the pale skinned boy, "I can't really say, she's smart in her own right, but at the same time she can be a bit...stubborn," Centurion replied, getting a nod from Mordecai as he jotted down a note on the provided piece of paper.
"One last thing, you were able to go from being human to being a chipmunk, where did you get that ability?" Mordecai asked, causing Centurion to groan as if a huge secret had been revealed, "Oh come on, isn't it enough that I told you how Tess and I got in?" Centurion asked, getting a shake of the head from the Beastling before him, "It's understandable if you don't want to answer, I'm not the one asking personally, I'm merely asking in place of my superiors, but at the same time, I'm authorized to use my stingers on you if you even seem to be uncooperative," Mordecai explained, raising his right hand and extending the pointed appendage from his wrist, in turn causing Centurion to sigh and nod, "I realize that, but...I don't like talking about it, can we wait for that particular question?" he asked, causing Mordecai to sigh in semi frustration, "If it were my call then I'd say sure, but as it is I need the info now," Mordecai replied, as Centurion nodded and took a couple breaths to calm himself, then looked to the beastling before him and simply held out his wrist, "Hit me, I know the stuff has a calming agent in it so I don't mind," Centurion replied, yelping softly as he felt the stinger of Mordecai's wrist stab into him, immediately feeling a lot calmer than before, "Okay, now take your time and explain how you got your shape-shifting abilities," Mordecai said, as Centurion nodded and recounted his tale...
The boy was strapped to an examination table, a bright light shining down upon him from above and nearly blinding him. The only respite he was offered was in the form of a man in what looked like surgical gear loomed into his field of vision, holding a syringe with 100cc's of some sort of serum, mostly clear but with the slightest bit of a golden hue to it, "Don't worry Centurion, the effects of this serum will only hurt for a few minutes," the doctor explained, a grin almost able to be heard in the man's voice from behind his face mask. Soon, the doctor stuck the needle into Centurion's neck, the boy hissing as it stung slightly, almost able to feel the serum in his veins, quickly spreading throughout his system, until the entire dose was injected, the needle being pulled out and a cotton swab quickly being applied to both stop any bleeding and keep any lingering serum in the tiny wound itself, holding it there a few moments before pulling it away, finding no sign of injection at all, "Good news, the serum is doing it's job, already your natural healing abilities have been ramped up, and you should be experiencing...wait a minute," the doctor said, causing the boy's eyes to widen in concern, and then fear as the doctor cursed to himself, "Well, this is an odd predicament, it seems the sample I received from Dr. Freeman was from a female, though she had the same genetics as his Ultimate Assassin. I just hope you don't mind, simple mistake is all." the doctor explained, just as Centurion's eyes snapped shut, a groan forming in his throat as he started to convulse on the table.
"Shit! Calm down Centurion, if you don't keep still, you'll damage yourself further!" the doctor shouted, just as Centurion's right hand broke free of the bindings on it, reaching out and grabbing the doctor by his neck, glaring into his eyes as his hand already started to mutate, ginger colored fur beginning to grow out over his skin, and small sharp claws extending from his fingers, "You. Will. DIE!" Centurion roared, his voice nearly demonic in tone as he yanked his other hand free, it too now covered in the same fur, before Centurion threw the doctor across the lab, his body crashing into a wall lined with beakers of various chemicals and compounds. The doctor was out for quite some time, and by the time he woke up, Centurion was gone, in his place a simple, diminutive ginger furred chipmunk, seemingly passed out for unknown reasons. The doctor got up and limped to his ledger, pressing a red button on a voice recorder as he jotted down his findings, "It would seem as though my American correspondent, Dr. Peter Freeman, isn't so intent on letting me have access to the master pattern of his genetic assassin, though the results of my serum derived from the female whom he mentioned in his last communique must have been the same." the doctor dictated, as the chipmunk behind him opened his eyes, rising up and inspecting his body, before glancing at the doctor and grinning, the man still rattling off his findings, "Subject 442, whom I've taken to calling "Centurion" appears to have either escaped or turned into something, most likely the chipmunk on the table behind me, and if my tweaking of the DNA code is successful, he should be able to freely shift between this form and his original human one." the doctor added, not noticing or hearing as the chipmunk shifted behind him, morphing back into the human from earlier, Centurion reaching for a syringe and grabbing a few unbroken bottles of various compounds, taking a bit of them all and mixing them into one nasty surprise, finishing it off by mixing in the last bit of the genetic serum the doctor used on him earlier.
"Anyway, I have to examine the subject, goodness knows he'll be disorientated and unable to perform even basic motor functions, so I'll have to get him to his-AHHHHHHHHHHH!" the doctor screamed, as Centurion had shoved the needle into his neck and pushed the plunger down, sending the black chemical mess into the geneticist's veins, causing the man to shudder and fall to the ground, as the pale skinned boy picked up the recorder and growled into it as he exited the room, making his way to the outside, "This is Centurion speaking, the good doctor has been taken care of, though if you find this recording be warned, he may be alive, and I guarantee you that if you find him, he won't be human anymore," he said, ending the recording there and tossing the devise into a basket near the door, about to exit when he saw a clothing locker in one of the offices, going over to it and looking inside, finding a pair of pants, a t-shirt and a leather jacket inside, about to slip into the clothes when he quickly turned and caught something out of the air, a chipette in a white dress, the girl growling and struggling in his grip, "Hey! Let go of me!" the girl screamed, causing Centurion to release the girl and set her on a nearby table, as he himself got dressed, "Sorry, I just had work done, if you catch my drift," Centurion explained, a growl being heard from the girl as she nods, "I know, I came here to kill the doctor," she replied, as Centurion slipped into the jacket and nodded, "Wouldn't try that, I just injected him with a slurry of various things and last I remember he was on the floor convulsing, if I had to venture a guess-" just then, a loud roar was heard, causing both to look back to the hallway, then to each other, "No time for guesses, let's get out of here!" Centurion shouted, grabbing the girl and running out of the door, just as...something came into view, it looked like the doctor, only with a mix of various traits from his human self and whatever he was becoming, his right eye still human, though the left was slightly larger and had a yellow iris with a slit for a pupil, his ears were odd, one being like a fennec fox's while the other was more or less a fish fin, and a pair of teeth jutted out from his lower jaw, rising up into an unnatural under-bite like a payara. The right arm was still human, though the hand was missing, replaced by what looked like a huge bony blade, the other arm completely gone, in it's place a writhing mass of tentacles wrapped together into a facsimile of an arm, complete with a three fingered hand. The legs were both like that of a horse, and as the monster chased the two, the girl growled and took out a gun, firing at the monster, the bullets hitting their mark but only leaving minimal damages, until she saw a fire extinguisher, the label reading "Contents Under Pressure," an a grin spread onto her face as she looked up to Centurion, "Duck!" she shouted, then fired her weapon, the bullet hitting the CO2 canister just as the doctor monster was about to charge past it, the cylinder of metal exploding at point blank range from the creature, sending shrapnel and super cool liquid into it's body, while the explosion itself made the monster blow apart.
Centurion was impressed, though not for long as the rubble behind them shifted, the doctor's right arm reaching out and pulling with it what remained of the doctor, seemingly nothing more than his head, the upper torso, and the arm. The girl was about to fire her gun at the doctor, only for Centurion to signal her not to move, "He's done, at the rate his blood is draining out, he'll be dead in thirty seconds, we can leave." Centurion said, the girl nodding and putting her gun away, as the doctor's remains trembled, the life draining out of him until he slumped to the ground.
Once the two made outside, the girl hopped onto Centurion's shoulder, "I'm Tessa, figured you deserved to know my name after everything that happened back there." Tessa explained, getting a chuckle from Centurion, "My name is Centurion Rafaèl Nadal Èl Mernandez, though you can call me Centurion for short," he replied, as the two left the area around the laboratory, finding their way to the closest city they could to rest for the night.
"Quite the story there," Alvin said, as he read over what Mordecai had jotted down, "Yeah, so what do we do now? Send them to jail? Keep them here?" Mordecai asked, as Alvin shook his head, "No, their skills could prove useful, I think I'll induct the two into our team tomorrow." Alvin replied, as an alarm went off, though this merely being one for an assignment, the details of which being rattled off by the P.A. System, "Splinter Cell suspected in eastern Texas, repeat, Splinter Cell suspected in eastern Texas," the voice said, causing both Mordecai and Alvin to glance at each other, "Get the prisoners, inform them that they are to aid us in our duties, I have a feeling that this isn't a normal splinter cell report," Alvin explained, getting a nod as the Interrogator left the room, leaving Alvin to prepare for transport.
Once everyone was in the plane, they started discussing the plan of action, "I don't want any killing unless absolutely necessary, and especially if the beastling appears normal, as in not assimilated." Alvin explained, getting various responses of agreement, "Okay, that being said, if there happens to be a beastling that looks assimilated, I suggest kill it on sight, for this reason, I'm allowing Sid to take over for me at the moment, to explain what you can and will most likely be up against in regards to assimilated beastlings. Sid, if you please," Alvin said, as Sid nodded and stood up, stepping up to the front of the aircraft and folding his arms behind his back, "Alright, I know that my induction to the team was quick if not hasty on Ultimate's part, but regardless of that I must warn all of you, fighting an assimilated beastling, be it a Hunter, a Reaper, or even a Blinder, is without a shadow of a doubt, going to be different than what you usually face. The Hunter that attacked Brittany was a mere glimpse at how tough these monsters are now, so don't be surprised if you find yourself having to kill a single monster more than once." Sid explained, as Brittany growled in her seat, clenching her hands into tight fists as Sid continued, "Depending on what variety of beastlings we have to face, one thing is certain, their main trait is often the most enhanced, the Hunter was able to focus in on Brittany both due to her heat signature, as well as her blood's scent and taste. The same thing will happen with any other creature, for instance, a Suicide class, which explodes itself with a force similar to a frag grenade, would therefore be able to explode with much more force, a Digger would be able to move dirt like an industrial digging machine, a Ballistic would have much more powerful projectiles, and the list just goes on." Sid explained, as Dante checked his guns, most the same as standard issue military firearms, albeit a bit bigger to accommodate the size of his hands, "In that case, I guess we'd be screwed if we had to fight an assimilated Tank," Dante said, getting a nod from Sid, "Precisely, which is why I suggested having both Benjamin and Bruton assist us, in the event that should happen," Sid replied, as Cal held his hand up for a moment, "Just asking, is there any chance one of the beastlings on our team could get assimilated?" Cal asked, getting a slow nod, "Unfortunately, yes it is a possibility, but only if you face off against Nautilus himself, and I highly doubt that he'd be there in person," Sid replied, a warning light blinking to indicate the plane was about to land, "Okay everyone, for this mission we're splitting into two groups, Cal, Blade, J-Rod, Vixen, Mordecai, Copper, Bruton and Ike will take the south side, the rest of you are with me, and we'll take the north, keep your com-links on at all times, I want constant communication, got it?" Alvin asked, getting nods from everyone as the aircraft landed in Houston, Texas.
Once on scene, it was clear that there would be trouble, there were a couple of bodies outside the main building, a power plant it seemed if the various warning signs were any indication, "Alright, stay frosty people, can't tell what we're up against here." Dante said, cocking his assault rifle and taking point ahead of the team. As the group moved through the open area of the complex, Blade noticed something, a smell that set his fur to bristling...the scent, of a bug, "Dante, you go on ahead and take the others, I have a bad feeling that were up against something a lot worse than mere beastlings," Blade said, no sooner being tackled to the ground by a black blur, the Reaper and his assailant rolling across the ground before Blade managed to tuck his foot to the thing's chest and shove the large monster off of himself, leaping to his feet with his sword drawn, a maniacal bout of laughter filling the night air as Blade growled, "Still just as ready for battle as ever, aren't we Blade!" a giddy growling voice said, as Blade looked to Dante, "Go, NOW! I can handle the puny insect here," Blade shouted, another laugh being heard as a black armored figure stepped into the moonlight, antennas twitching on his forehead as a pair of mandibles clicked together in front of a fanged mouth, a feline-like body slowly working itself from the shadows as if the darkness was spawning him itself, a long armored tail swaying behind the bug-like terror as it chuckled in amusement to Blade's statement, this being none other than Vesuvius himself, "I think "puny" is a poor choice of words, all things considered," Vesuvius said, causing Blade to growl and rip the sunglasses from his face, his red eyes practically blazing with hatred , all being focused on the newly resurrected enemy, "Vesuvius, it would figure you'd be involved," Blade spat out, causing Vesuvius to snicker to himself, "Aww, you remember me, it makes me feel so warm and tingly when I think about how you left me to die under a roller coaster!" Vesuvius roared, leaping at the white furred Reaper and slashing at him with an elongated spike on his arm, Blade parrying the blow with his own sword as Vesuvius dove past, about to charge again when a gunshot was heard, the bullet hitting and deflecting off of the black exoskeleton covering Vesuvius's body, in turn causing Vesuvius to look in the direction of the bullet and find Dante, his assault rifle in hand as he tried to assist Blade, the others already having gone to gather with Alvin and take care of any assimilated beastlings along the way.
"I told you to get out of here!" Blade shouted, getting a nod from Dante, "Yeah, you did, but my com-link was out," the man made beastling said, once again taking aim and firing another round, this time pinging off of Vesuvius's face, though the impact made caused the cat-like creature to back away and shake his head, growling at first before returning to a fit of insane giggles, "That tickled!" Vesuvius shouted, standing to his two hind feet and rotating the blades from his elbows up and into his hands, creating a rather crude pair of sword-like weapons, before charging toward Dante, whom for his part was still firing on the heavily armored monster before him, "Hold your fire Dante! He's bullet proof!" Blade shouted, dashing between the Forensic and Vesuvius and taking a defensive position, just in time to block a dual attack from Vesuvius's built in weapons, "Well, looks like I can actually fight back properly this time Blade," Vesuvius said, as the Reaper growled and kicked Vesuvius away from himself again, drawing a knife and pressing a button on the hilt before throwing it, Vesuvius dodging the blade and even managing to take to the air before the ball of energy expanded to engulf a small portion of ground, all the while laughing like a lunatic, "You honestly thought I'd forgotten about your tricky knives my old friend!" Vesuvius gloated, as he swooped down and landed on top of Blade again, only this time he pinned the reaper in place as he chuckled and stared into Blade's face, "I would so very much like to kill you right now, do you understand that?" Vesuvius asked, gaining a snarl from Blade as he struggled in the steely grip of Vesuvius's claws, "Go to hell bug!" Blade spat, causing the bug monster to actually stop laughing, a growl kindling in Vesuvius's throat as he came in close to his hostage, "I'm sorry, I'm not in the mood to go down that particular road again, but, I can offer you a gift," Vesuvius said, as he gripped Blade's arms in his left hand, the right reaching up to his neck and stabbing into himself, hissing as dark green blood oozed out of the wound, coating Vesuvius's red talon before being withdrawn, the now green coated claw being pressed to Blade's chest, causing the white Reaper to become confused for a moment, before putting two and two together and starting to struggle anew, "You'll be much more useful for my liege...alive, and with you out of the way, Ultimate and the bitch he calls his mate won't have you to keep fixing them up." Vesuvius explained, causing Blade to growl and glare right into Vesuvius's compounded eyes, "Fuck you," he said, no sooner feeling a burning pain across his chest as Vesuvius dragged his talon across it, leaving a rather decent amount of his blood in the wound behind it, then releasing the white Reaper with a chuckle, "I'll be out front dealing with the others, when you finish assimilating, feel free to join me in wiping out your former allies." Vesuvius explained, extending his wings and shooting into the air, leaving Blade to shudder and start convulsing, the wound on his chest sealing up, and taking with it the tainted blood of the bug he hated so much.
As it burned through his veins, Blade thought back to his time in the monster army, and how he despised Vesuvius then. The more he focused on that, the more it strengthened him, his body growing a slight bit bigger in size and causing the harness holding his knives to rip and fall off, his knuckles cracking as his hands became encased in brilliant red exoskeleton on the outer portion of the hands, his claws lengthening a bit and his forearms gaining armor plating up to the elbow, at which point an extended spike poked out from the elbow similar to Vesuvius's. Blade felt a searing sensation along his skin, as the fur not covered by exoskeleton on his forearms shifted colors, from being snow white to being black like coal, a similar armor and fur change happening to Blade's feet as well as on his chest and legs, then roared as the blade on his head tail was essentially pushed off of his body, in it's place an equally sharp, red blade of exoskeleton grew out of his head tail, the entirety of the appendage gaining the same black fur as on his forearms and legs. Finally, Blade clenched his eyes shut, a burning in his head as the assimilation serum in Vesuvius's blood attempted to change his mind, Blade fighting against it with all his might until he simply forgot where he was, what was happening, and nearly everything...except his hatred for Vesuvius.
Out front, Vesuvius saw his opponents facing off against his squad of beastlings, then heard a roar from the back of the building and chuckled, "Guess Blade will be joining me shortly, may as well get the genocide started," Vesuvius said, leaping off toward the team, only to stop in mid air and be yanked back to his perch, growling as he turned to face who or what was stopping him, only to sigh and giggle a bit at the sight of his creation, a pair of red eyes staring into his own as he clasped his talons together, "There you go, now how does it feel to be like me Blade?" Vesuvius asked, as the newly assimilated Reaper growled and simply reached out and grabbed the bug-like monstrosity by his throat, gagging all laughter from Vesuvius's maw by that simple act alone before being pulled to look into Blade's eyes closely, a growl constantly in his throat as he spoke to the thing he hated with such a passion, "I'm still not on your side your wee little bastard," Blade calmly stated, causing Vesuvius to growl and push Blade away, whipping his sword-like weapons into his hands and charging, "THAT'S IMPOSSIBLE, YOU ARE SUPPOSED TO BE MY PARTNER!" Vesuvius roared, as Blade ducked under the insectoid monster and rammed the spike of his elbow into Vesuvius's back, a pained yelp being heard as Blade shoved Vesuvius into a wall and pinned him there, leaning in close once again and chuckling himself, "The assimilation process enhances the main aspect of whatever Beastling it's introduced to, had I been given the pure stuff, I'd probably be on your side, but what you did is put the last nail to your second coffin." Blade explained, lifting the black armored monster up and throwing him into another wall with enough force to make him go straight through to the other side, the bug landing on a catwalk as he gathered his thoughts, how had that traitorous Blade been able to resist the mind altering the assimilation process does? His questions soon answered when Blade barrelled through the wall behind the cat-like monstrosity and once again pinned him to the opposite wall, "How did you do it? The assimilation process should've made it impossible to resist Nautilus!" Vesuvius roared, as Blade grinned and took hold of him by his neck again, squeezing down on the bug's throat enough to start cracking his armor, "I focused my entire mind, my very being on one thing, that being how much I completely, utterly, totally despise you!" Blade replied, giving one last squeeze before Vesuvius's neck armor shattered, causing the bug monster to shriek and push Blade off of his body, leaping out of a window and flying off, Blade climbing out of the window and grinning at how the bug was fleeing from the fight, "Now that he's out of the way," Blade said, as he leaped down and landed in the middle of the group, everyone glancing to him and quickly backing away, all the other Beastlings either dead or retreating with their commander, as Blade took in their gawking for a moment, shrugging his muscled shoulders and giving everyone a confused look, "What?" he asked, as Sid stepped forward and stared into his eyes, "You were assimilated, weren't you?" he asked, as Blade looked over his body and sighed, "I guess I was," Blade said, looking back up to find Sid gone, replaced by Mordecai whom for his part was shaking slightly, his gun pointed in Blade's face, causing the assimilated Reaper to chuckle, "I'm not on Nautilus's side, Vesuvius thought I'd be turned to help him, but he didn't count on me still hating him." Blade explained, as Mordecai pulled the hammer back on his gun, about to pull the trigger when Dante rushed over and tackled the Interrogator to the ground, "STOP, HE'S STILL ON OUR SIDE!" Dante roared, causing Mordecai to immediately drop the gun and sigh, "How can we be sure, he could be pretending in order to gain access to Area 51!" Mordecai said, gaining a laugh from Blade, "Trust me, I was against the Monster Army back when Vesuvius was still working with Fenrir and Anthrax, ain't nothing gonna change that lad," Blade replied, as Dante let Mordecai up and brushed him off, "Alright, but I think it should be noted that he could be a potential threat," Mordecai said, as Blade nodded, "I can agree with that, and if it makes you feel better, the moment I start thinking about joining up with Nautilus's army, I'll step outside with an implosion grenade and let it kill me." Blade replied, as Alvin chuckled, "Well, seems we have an advantage now, with the assimilation serum in your blood there Blade, we may be able to synthesize it and maybe even make our own to enhance all our Beastling operatives." Alvin explained, as Stitch went wide eyed and shook his head, "I agree with Stitch, I much like my original body thank you," Wheatley said, the group packing up their gear and heading back to the airport.
Back with the enemy, Nautilus was furious, as he pinned Vesuvius to a wall with his grey skinned left hand, sending a shock of electricity through his body, "You. Did. WHAT!" Nautilus shouted, as Vesuvius writhed in pain from the electric current flowing through his system, "I-I-I thought he'd join us, then he'd be unable to fix any of them up!" Vesuvius replied, roaring in agony as Nautilus increased the voltage, "Are you insane! With that Reaper assimilated and still on their side, they have my serum at their fingertips!" Nautilus all but bellowed, pulling back from the wall and tossing Vesuvius to the floor, electricity arcing between his limbs as he struggled to regain control of his body, "I-I'm sorry my liege," Vesuvius said, slowly standing to his feet and addressing Nautilus properly, the brutish monster glaring at his second in command, "I can't say that I forgive you, but at the same time I must admit, you being able to assimilate others is astounding, if a bit faulty," Nautilus replied, as he waved his right hand and let Vesuvius go to his own business.
There we go, Chapter 5, hope you enjoyed, and if you have any OC's you'd like added, I'm sorry to say that as of right now, I'm full with OC's not that I won't include any late submissions to the list, just making a point to say that at the moment the OC door is shut. As for anything else like a creature design, you can submit those as well as your comments/reviews in the box below. Anyway I again hope you enjoyed the chapter, and you can catch me on the flip side, see ya!