Yay! Finally updated!
Okay... so the last one only got four reviews. If you think my work such then I suggest you tell me ahead of time and I'll stop okay?
I really don't want to work so many hours just make something only worth four reviews...
As I said last chap, these next few chaps are going to be full of songs... we'll come around nearing the beginning of the sci-fi parts some time next year...
Enjoy!
Of Good and Of Evil: The Final Stand
Chapter 3 – Angels We Have Heard on High
Part 1
The coliseum was noisy with cheers of thousands of fans as the MC walked to the stage.
"Magandang gabi po, mga kaibigan!" he announced, his tagalog accent clear in his throat.
"Let us now welcome… the very artists you've all been waiting for… Alvin and the Chipmunks!"
The four chipmunks stood under the shadows of the dimmed lights as the crowds cheered with anticipation. After testing the strings of their instruments, Alvin started to countdown…
Two, three, four…
The four then started humming as their presence was lit by the spotlights above them.
Tommy used to work on the docks.
Union's been on strike.
Max then joins in background as Theodore and Simoncontinue humming…
He's down on his luck. It's tough, so tough.
Simon and Theodore followed suit as they continued singing…
Gina works the diner all day
working for her man. She brings home her pay.
For love, whoa-oh for love…
Max then lead the group into the pre-chorus…
She says "We've got to hold on, to what we've got.
It doesn't make a difference
if we make it or not.
We've got each other and that's a lot.
For love, we'll give it a shot"
Max then flipped and twirled his guitar around his body like a hula-hoop as they sang the chorus…
Whoa, we're half way there
Ooh! Livin' on a prayer…
Take my hand and well make it; I swear
Ooh Livin' on a prayer…
On a prayer.
Simon pressed and held the rhythm chords as they entered the next verse…
Tommy's got his six string in hock.
Now he's holding in what he used
To make it talk so tough (so tough). (So tough…)
Gina dreams of running away.
When she cries in the night,
Tommy whispers, "Baby it's okay, someday."
But now we've got to hold on, to what we've got.
It doesn't make a difference,
If we make it or not.
We've got each other and that's a lot.
For love, we'll give it a shot
Whoa, we're half way there
Ooh! Livin' on a prayer…
Take my hand and well make it; I swear
Ooh Livin' on a prayer…
Livin' on a prayer!
Theodore then threw his drumsticks into the air as he faced Simon…
Kick it Simon!
Simon then kicked off the first half of the guitar solo. After a series of complicated chord shredding, pointed to Max to finish off, topping it with a back-to-back finish as Alvin sang the bridge went onto the bridge…
We've got to hold on, ready or not.
You live for the fight when it's all that you've got.
Max and Simon then chimed in as they sang the final chorus…
Whoa, we're half way there
Ooh! Livin' on a prayer…
Take my hand and well make it, I swear
Ooh… Livin' on a prayer…
Livin' on a prayer!
Livin' on a prayer,
Livin' on a prayer.
Livin' on a prayer!
The crowd cheered with glee and exhilaration as we came to our final chords. We all gave our bows as Alvin grabbed the mic.
"Thank you! Goodnight!"
The four chipmunks then lined up and, holding each other's hands, bowed together at the screaming crowds. With smiles on their faces, they jumped out to the back-stage.
"That was awesome!" Alvin cheered, hi-fiving his brothers. "did you hear all those cuties calling my name?"
"You mean our names, right Alvin?" Simon corrected, crossing his arms as he huffed in annoyance.
"Oh shut it, Si!" Alvin spat, pushing his nose close to Simon's as they glared at each other sternly.
"Okay, guys knock it off!" Max yelled, making the two chipmunks yelp and back apart from each other.
"Sorry, Max…" they chorused apologetically, looking down at the flooring with shameful eyes.
Max rubbed his now throbbing temples as he felt a surge of electricity run through him.
"Um, Max… you okay?" Theodore suddenly asked with concern in his face.
"Yeah, I-I'm fine…" he lied, massaging his throbbing forehead, feigning his signature smirk.
"Really?" Simon inquired, raising his eyebrow in suspicion, "You don't seem-…"
"I'm FINE, Simon…" Max half-yelled, wincing in pain as the throbs began to increase.
Just as Simon was about to counter, Theodore suddenly began jumping with excitement.
"Hey, Guys!" he exclaimed, "the chipettes are next! Hurry up!"
With smiles on their faces, the three chipmunks forgot their current quarrels and quickly dashed to their seats. The lights had just dimmed as soon as they jumped onto the cushions as the music started to play.
Brittany took the lead as she and her sisters shined brightly in their simple dresses, sparkling beautifully under the spotlight.
You're not alone
Together we stand
I'll be by your side, you know I'll take your hand
When it gets cold
And it feels like the end
There's no place to go
You know I won't give in
No I won't give in
Christie and the others followed suit as Eleanor and Jeanette joined in the chorus…
Keep holding on
'Cause you know we'll make it through, we'll make it through
Just stay strong
'Cause you know I'm here for you, I'm here for you
There's nothing you could say (nothing you can say)
Nothing you could do (nothing you could do)
There's no other way when it comes to the truth
So keep holding on
'Cause you know we'll make it through, we'll make it through
Christie twirled her way to the center of the stage where she began to walk elegantly to the crowds and began singing the second verse…
So far away
I wish you were here
Before it's too late, this could all disappear
Eleanor and Jeanette then follow her in background.
Before the doors close
And it comes to an end
With you by my side I will fight and defend,
I'll fight and defend
Yeah, yeah!
Brittany then led them to the chorus as fireworks soared to the sky…
Keep holding on
'Cause you know we'll make it through, we'll make it through
Just stay strong
'Cause you know I'm here for you, I'm here for you
There's nothing you could say (nothing you can say)
Nothing you could do (nothing you could do)
There's no other way when it comes to the truth
So keep holding on
'Cause you know we'll make it through, we'll make it through
Christie then followed from behind her and began to sing the bridge…
Hear me when I say, when I say I believe
Nothing's gonna change, nothing's gonna change destiny
Whatever's meant to be will work out perfectly
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah!
Brittany, Eleanor, and Jeanette then sang the post bridge as the music began to die down…
La da da da
La da da da
La da da da da da da da da
They all joined in for the final chorus as they sang…
Keep holding on
'Cause you know we'll make it through, we'll make it through
Just stay strong
'Cause you know I'm here for you, I'm here for you
There's nothing you could say (nothing you can say)
Nothing you could do (nothing you can say)
There's no other way when it comes to the truth
So keep holding on
'Cause you know we'll make it through, we'll make it through
Christie then swayed in place as they sang the last bits of the song…
Keep holding on...
Keep holding on!
There's nothing you could say (nothing you can say)
Nothing you could do (nothing you could do)
There's no other way when it comes to the truth
So keep holding on (Keep holding on…)
'Cause you know we'll make it through, we'll make it through…
The crowds went wild the four chipettes smiled and accepted their applause. The chipmunks down on the front row roared and cheered for their counterparts, even Alvin couldn't help but smile and clap his paws in praise for his rivals. They all met again back-stage, the girls somewhat tired from their recent performance as they received their praise from the chipmunks.
"You guys were AMAZING!" Theodore exclaimed, making Eleanor blush lightly.
"T-thanks…" she mumbled shyly, twirling a lock of her hair with her claw. "Y-you guys weren't so bad either."
Theodore's cheeks felt a sudden burn as he blushed bashfully in reply. The two youngest chipmunks looked away from each other and ran behind their eldest siblings, who laughed lightly at their appearances.
"Well… someone's a little red today, aren't we?" Max chuckled, earning a little giggle from Christie as she examined Eleanor.
"He's not the only one…" Christie pointed out, gesturing to Eleanor. The two eldest munks laughed lightly as they comforted their youngest siblings.
"You four were splendid! Spot-on performance…" Simon cheered, accidentally meeting Jeanette's lavender eyes.
"T-thank you…" she bashfully replied, fondling with her glasses that slid down the bridge of her nose.
Simon's words were cut short as they stared deeply at each other. The same feelings they felt when they first met at West-Eastman seemed to return with more force than last each time they looked at each other so deeply. Coughing to break the silence, Simon and Jeanette looked shyly away, utterly embarrassed at what they just did or, were about to do.
Alvin and Brittany, on the other hand, were heard bickering and blabbering their usual arguments.
"No way!" Brittany hissed, putting her hands on her hips as she, pursing her lips. "We got way more crowd attention then you and your brothers ever did!"
"Yeah right, Miller…" Alvin countered, crossing his arms, "You guys are just simply no match for our skills… we have the crowds right in our paws." He then beamed his signature smirk, making Brittany blush lightly as she looked at him lovingly. She then looked away from him to hide her now embarrassed face.
A little concerned, Alvin looked at the somewhat troubled chipette. He always admired how the lights touched her auburn fur, making it glisten with her dress. She looked like an angel from heaven with her halo glowing as she and her sisters performed on stage.
Right before they continued speaking, Max's throbbing temples began cranking up again, making him groan in pain as he began massaging his forehead.
"Max?" Christie cooed, clearly worried. "You okay?"
"Yeah…" he lied through gritted teeth, "just need some rest, that's all…"
None of them were convinced of the eldest's current condition. Jeanette was about to speak when Simon gripped her arm gently, making her face him. He silently shook his head, telling her to forget about asking him.
"He'll only start yelling…" he whispered in her ear, making Jeanette freeze as she looked at Max with concern and worry.
"Great start guys!" Dave yelled from behind as he walked toward them.
"Thanks Dave!" they chorused.
"Alright, get in place… Max, Christie, time for your solos… then we'll finish with "Don't Stop Believing" as per special request. Got it?"
"Got it!" they cheered as they threw their fists up in the air.
"Then, let's go!" Dave smiled as the two eldest munks ran to the stage.
Max, meanwhile, was starting to feel lightheaded and weary.
"Are you well, youngling?" Periosha asked in his mind, his voice filled with worry as well.
"Yeah…" he replied, "just not used to having someone in my head. Also, these migraines are driving me crazy!"
"Sorry…" Periosha sighed, "but the migraines are the signs of how close the event is coming. The more painful they become, the sooner it will occur. Fear not, Max, in time, you will see things differently. Now, you'd better prepare yourself for what may be your final performance here on this world"
"Wait…" Max pondered, gasping in realization, "what do you mean 'on this world'?"
His question came upon deaf ears as Periosha's voice could no longer be heard.
"Damn…" he cursed, "I wonder what he meant by that."
And CUT! That's the end of the first part!
Parts two and three will be to follow when I find time to write! T_T
Happy Holidays everyone!
"Living it my way..."
~Periosha