Hey guys! Sorry for taking so long to update, but you know, I have the same excuses... XP
So this is the second of three chapter interlude chapters... sorry, but I've been having a REALLY hard time with balancing this and keeping up with school...
I'm THIS close to graduation day... and I wanna make my parents proud of me for doing SOMETHING useful... :)
Enjoy!
Of Good and Of Evil: The Final Stand
Chapter 7 – The Twin Winds
At the same time, Brittany and Jeanette were also floating toward their respective orbs. Unlike Alvin's or Simon's however, their orbs seemed to begin melding together. Jeanette's was a bright lavender color with black tendrils wrapping and growing out and around it. On the outer part of her orb was a violent torrent of violent howling winds that slowly but surely made its way toward Brittany's. Brittany' orb was a dense pink. But compared to Jeanette's, hers didn't have tendrils coming out of its core, but it had a very violent gale of pink winds encasing it.
Together, the sisters entered their merging orbs, and a thunderous roar echoed when the two spheres collided.
High above them was bright spark of silver lightning, being chased around by gusts of golden winds, their movements causing the two orbs to draw closer to each other.
When they entered, there in front of them was a large hall, one half of it stained with black and purple, while the other was coated in furry pink as the two chipettes gasped in awe at the majestic room that now surrounded them. At the end of the hall were three large thrones with four chipmunks sat happily as they looked at the two chipettes eagerly.
"Where are we, Jean?" Brittany asked, not keeping her eyes off the ceiling.
"I wish I could tell you, Britt…" she replied, awe-struck as well. "But I don't seem to know this place…"
"Then why don't you ask us, dear chipettes…" a soft feminine voice suddenly spoke from behind them, making Jeanette and Brittany jump out of their fur as they hesitantly turned around.
Standing in front of them was a chipette, smiling lightly at them. She was clad in sky-blue armor, designed in the same way the previous chipette masters were wearing. Her pale blond fur and long hair glowing brightly with the hue of her armor as she towered over them slightly; give or take two inches. Her dark periwinkle eyes bore through their eyes as a silent gush of wind breeze past them.
"W-who are you?" Jeanette asked, suddenly becoming nervous.
"And w-where are we?" Brittany continued; gulping a lump that suddenly formed in her throat as both sisters' eyes began to grow wide.
The chipette in front of them giggled slightly at their shocked expression, causing the other two chipmunks behind her to walk up to them.
"Come now, Cheryl…" grumbled the black clad chipette, dressed in the same manner the blue-clad chipette, only tainted in violet and black. "We're here to tell them about their destiny, not to scare the wits out of them…"
"Oh, Azrael… you're always such a killjoy…" Cheryl laughed, making the chipmunk next to Azrael chuckle.
"Come now, girls…" he smiled, "I think proper introduction should be in order, don't you?"
With that, the two chipettes stopped their laughing and looked at the Miller sisters with light smiles.
"Hi, name's Ricardo…" the chipmunk gestured to himself. Like the other chipmunks, except Aaron, he was clad in maple brown shirt-armor. His bright tan fur and dead silver eyes reminded Brittany of Alvin, except Ricardo was more mature and slightly taller than her.
"I'm Danielle Azrael…" the violet/black- clad chipette next to Ricardo bowed in respect. "But its better you call me Azrael. That way, you wouldn't confuse my sister for me…" Her armor gleamed through the hall's lights, making her jet black hair glow brightly in contrast to her oak brown fur. Her bloody red eyes made Jeanette gulp in fear, as her face showed no sign of emotion. And the tone that she spoke was plain and yet, somewhat dark. A sudden silence then echoed through as Azrael introduced herself.
"You obviously know Cheryl…" Ricardo suddenly spoke, breaking the ice. "Now you two know who we are… and now, we can tell you where we are…"
"Wait!" Jeanette cut-in, blushing lightly at her action, "don't we have to introduce ourselves too?"
Before any of the three chipmunks could reply, a sudden burst of gold winds howled into the hall, making the two sisters panic as they held each other tightly, looking at the wind nervously as the gold gale circled them.
They were shocked when they took notice of the three chipmunks in front of them. Instead of fearing for their lives, they were… hugging the wind? The sisters looked bemusedly at them, having no clue as to what was happening.
"What are you doing?" Brittany snapped at them, still clasping tightly to her younger sister. "Shouldn't you guys be doing something about this wind?"
But her questions were quickly answered with a stare from Azrael's bloody red eyes, making her flinch and grip Jeanette tighter.
Cheryl and Ricardo laughed lightly at the pair as they released their embrace on the wind.
"Oh, come now…" Ricardo smiled at them.
"You can feel her too, can't you?" Cheryl giggled, looking at them kindly.
The sisters had no clue on what they were talking about. But what they did feel within that wind was a feeling of…warmth nostalgia… something – no – someone was being represented by that wind.
Someone warm, familiar… but whom?
Brittany and Jeanette sniffed the golden air, and immediately their minds created the image of the wind.
That aroma, so familiar; the voice, gentle, kind and loving; her eyes, bright emerald; her fur, a bright auburn…
'No… it couldn't be… but could it?' were the only thoughts that ran through the sisters' minds as their brains processed the presence in the wind; hearing her laughter in the form of small breezes as the smell of her fur and bright emerald shine glowed every now and then within the golden net of winds.
They couldn't believe what their minds were forming. It was just too good to be true…
"Christie?" They chorused, hoping that they could be heard.
Almost immediately, the wind slowly began to shrivel and shrink, centering a few inches away from them. The wind then began to take the form of a chipette; her tail swishing slightly as her long blond hair flowed through her face and locked in a ponytail, her golden armor covering the auburn fur that began to form all over her body. Her emerald green eyes looking lovingly at them when they opened, her face plastered with a smile when she looked at them. She had grown a full year older, and she looked completely matured. Her glimmering gold armor was similar to Cheryl's and Azrael's, only hers appeared more like a tight sleeveless dress that cut through the middle, revealing her soft stomach as her armored skirt swirled around her waist, covering up to just above her knees.
Unlike the two chipettes, she had a tiara on her head and a sword holder on the left side of her waist. She stood proudly before them when the winds encircling her vanished. She held her sword lightly as she bore her emerald eyes toward the sisters, making their jaws drop in awe at what they were seeing right in front of them.
"Christie…" their chorused voices trailed off in mumbles as tears began to form in their eyes.
"Yes…" the chipette in front of them replied, extending her arms as if she wanted to hug them.
"I'm here… alive and well…"
Jeanette and Brittany jumped into their eldest sister's arms as they shared a deep, loving embrace. Tears of joy leaked from all three chipettes as they finally reunited in what seemed like an eternity. Time began to slow as the sisters sobbed onto each other, soaking their fur as they laughed in bliss and happiness.
For an entire year they had been separated. And even if they are still not complete, Brittany and Jeanette now know that their sister was alive the entire time… living and breathing, and missing them dearly.
***
Meanwhile, deep within the space where the orbs were floating, a major battle was taking place.
A pitch black bolt of lightning was battling fiercely against its silvery opponent; turning and striking each other furiously, making loud claps of thunder erupt all throughout the space. Malicious laughter could easily be heard as the two lightning bolts landed on a large, solid piece of stone. Forming out of the bolts were two chipmunks, one clad in a shimmering silver armored robe, the other in a midnight black armored suit that had appeared to be severely damaged. Both had their swords at the ready on their paws as they stood proudly in battle stance.
"You cannot defeat me even if you try, weakling…" the dark chipmunk laughed, "I'm the Prince of Darkness… no light has ever defeated me… and no light ever shall!"
"I may be young and naïve…" the silver clad chipmunk sighed, gripping his blade tightly. "But I cannot let you interfere!"
"Fool!" He countered as he parried the chipmunk's sword, "I shall have my heir in my paws… and she shall become the bringer of your own demise… your love for her will become nothing but futile emotions toward her!"
"Enough!" He screamed as he unleashed tendrils of bright light from his back while hurling orbs of light from his free paw. The dark chipmunk easily dodged the orbs with orbs of his own as he slashed the tendrils into pieces with unspeakable speeds, making them meet in the middle again and their swords clang heavily as they collided.
"I will not have you harm my brothers, my girlfriend, and most especially her sisters!" The silver chipmunk then thrust forward, making the dark chipmunk back away slightly, but easily regained composure and looked deathly at his opponent.
"You shall see…" he growled, "Darkness will regain its place as ruler of the universe… you shall all see…"
With that, the chipmunk suddenly vanished into the depths of space, leaving no traces of his visit.
The silver clad chipmunk breathed a heavy sigh before collapsing on his knees in exhaustion. He looked at the five orbs floating heavenly above him; his tired silver eyes glowing back to their original hazel color.
"This… this totally sucks…" he breathed, panting as he tried to regain himself.
He then looked out into the void that surrounded him, seeing the beauty of the vast nothingness that overpowered him as small tears formed in his eyes.
"You'll never get them, Phelan…" he spat as he hissed in silent rage. "If my ancestor beat you once, it will happen again. And that I shall swear or my name isn't Maximiliam Anthony Seville!"
He pounded his fist onto the rock, shattering it as he turned into a bolt of silver bolt of lightning once more, flying freely through the vast space, guarding the orbs that hovered in that shallow portion of unknown space.
***
The three sisters finally stopped their water works and regained their composure. A pregnant silence emanated throughout the room as the three other chipmunks grinned at them.
"I can't believe it's been over a year since we last met…" Christie beamed happily at her two sisters as they shared a group laugh.
"You have no idea how much we missed you… and Max too…" Brittany smiled as she hugged her eldest sister lovingly.
"Not as much as we missed all of you…" Christie countered, making the two chipettes blush.
"Too bad Eleanor isn't here with us…" Jeanette sighed, a little disappointed that their baby sister isn't here to celebrate with them.
"Don't worry…" Christie smiled, kissing her sister's forehead. "When we all get together again, we'll have a formal reunion."
The two smiled as they all shared another group hug, when suddenly a cough from behind them cut their bonding moment.
"Excuse me, Christie…" Ricardo interrupted, trying not to be rude. "But we have to give their 'gifts'…"
Blushing lightly and with a light giggle, Christie parted from her sisters and walked next to the other chipmunks.
"Oh yes, how silly of me…"
"Should we tell them the details?" Azrael asked, already extending her paw toward Jeanette.
"No, I shall explain it to them myself when we get to Antimony…" Christie explained with a tone of authority.
"But what about the boys?" Cheryl added, "Max told them… why can't we do the same to your sisters?"
"Because I would like to explain it to all my sisters… and that's final…"
"Wait, Christie…" Jeanette butted in, "I have no idea what you're talking about…"
"In time…" Christie smiled, her paw now extended toward her sisters. "For now, I shall grant unto thee thine gifts…"
"But what did you mean by explain - !" Brittany was about to counter when suddenly a violent gale of tremendous winds erupted all around them, capturing and encasing them with thunderous force.
Brittany and Jeanette felt as though the very air they were breathing was being pulled out of them, and they nearly passed out when suddenly the violent torrent of wind began entering their systems, filling their air systems with the gales of wind as the two chipettes screamed their muted squeals as the wind encased them tightly and lifted them off the ground. Seeing that they were high above the ground, Azrael shot black lightning right below where Jeanette was hovering, and tendrils began shooting out of the ground.
The tendrils quickly grabbed onto her fur and began consuming her, like Eddie Brock when he was consumed by Venom in Spiderman. The tendrils latched onto her every part of her body, sending tingling sensations all throughout her body as Jeanette screamed even louder, only to be baffled by the buffet of winds that encased her and her sister.
Slowly, the world grew dim to the two sisters, and all they could hear was the soft and gentle laughter of their eldest sister. They felt her kiss the tops of their foreheads, telling them "congratulations on receiving your gifts, you two… now, sleep, you deserved it…"
The two sisters fell blank as sleep suddenly took over their tired bodies. Christie walked silently away when a bright bolt of silver lightning appeared in front of her, transforming into the silver clad chipmunk.
"Hey babe…" he smiled, kissing her lovingly on her cheek.
"Hey Max…" she replied, stroking his cheek before planting a passionate kiss on his lips.
When they broke apart, he looked at the two sleeping chipettes being carried off by the three other chipmunks out of the hall.
"They seem to have taken it well…" he sighed, rubbing his temples.
Sensing his exhaustion, she wrapped her arms around his shoulders and kissed him passionately on his lips.
"You seem tired, baby…" she cooed, kissing his ear lobe gently, making him shudder. "Are you sure you're alright?"
"I'll live, babe…" he replied, kissing her passionately. "I just need a few moments rest, that's all…"
"Alright…" she smiled, looking into his tempting hazel brown eyes. "Let's check out our baby siblings now, shall we?"
"Couldn't have agreed with you more, babe…" he replied, taking her hand with his as they teleported out of the merged orb.
Max's thoughts began racing. His heart was now beginning to beat faster than a drum at the thought of Phelan's words.
'No… one of them can't be one of my brothers… and hopefully… none of her sisters… but then… who is Phelan's heir?'
Wew! Another chap down the drain! There's still more on the way... it's a slow process, I know... but I'm doing my best... :)
To Cerulean Pen: Baby, I love you... and I'll always love you... :)
"Living it my way..."
~Periosha