The chipmunks' slumber continued well into the next morning, as they peacefully slept, a soft tapping was heard at their door, before Dave stepped into the room.
"Morning boys," Dave said, waking his sons, "breakfast will be ready shortly, better get up and get it while it's still hot!"
Moments later, the boys entered the kitchen, and took their respective places at the breakfast table, where plates of scrambled eggs awaited them. After the boys began eating, Dave joined them, after having gotten the paper off the driveway.
"I guess you boys must be tired from that party last night?" Dave asked.
"It certainly was a night to remember." Simon said.
"How come you're not eating, Theodore?" Dave asked.
"I don't feel very hungry this morning..." Theodore said.
"Theodore, you're always hungry." Dave said.
"He probably ate too much candy, and caramel apples, and pumpkin cookies at the party last night." Simon said.
"You said it..." Theodore said, with a half smile.
"How about you Alvin?" Dave asked, noticing Alvin wasn't eating either.
"No... I'm mad." Alvin said.
"What are you mad about?" Dave asked. "I thought you boys said you had a great time at the party last night."
"Oh, he's upset about losing the costume contest." Simon said.
"Oh?" Dave responded. "Who won?"
The boys froze for a brief moment, until Simon thought of his response, "Oh, Cydra won, she was dressed as... well, she called it the Vampire Princess."
At the point, Dave was confused. "Odd... I thought Cydra didn't participate in that sort of stuff because she was really religious?"
The boys froze again, this time for a longer moment. After this passage of time, the boys still never revealed the truth about Cydra's past to Dave, meanwhile, the chipettes never mentioned any of it to Miss Miller either. Neither of them were aware that Cydra was once cursed as a vampire, in fact, when they began to notice her newfound disdain for all things vampire and such, the kids came up with a front: they said that it was because Cydra was really religious.
"Perhaps she's just not as diehard into her religion as she once was." Simon threw out.
"Uh, yeah..." Theodore added, "she really had a good time last night... she probably ate more than I did."
"So, she won the costume contest, then?" Dave asked again.
"Yes," Simon said, "they said it was because of her creativity and originality."
"Yeah, most everybody else was pretty much random movie and TV characters." Theodore said.
"Or celebrities, like our Justin Bieber and Katy Perry." Simon said of Alvin and Brittany.
"So, she won the contest," Dave said, "it's not the end of the world, Alvin."
Alvin couldn't respond to that, considering he still stood by his claim that Cydra didn't win fair and square, as she wasn't really wearing a costume, but rather, made herself up into old vampire self. Likewise, at the Miller house, similar tension was mounting.
"Brittany, the world must go on..." Eleanor said.
"Yeah, you really shouldn't be too upset anyway," Jeanette said, "after all, you wanted to help her socialize abit more."
"Yeah, I wanted to help her socialize more," Brittany said, "I didn't want her to cheat at that costume contest!"
"Who said she cheated?" Jeanette asked.
"You have to give her some credit," Eleanor said, "she couldn't think of anything to dress as for the party, in a way, dressing herself up the way she did when she was a vampire was somewhat clever..."
"And you have to admit," Jeanette added, "it was creative and original, as opposed to others who were in the contest."
"You're just sore because you didn't win," Eleanor said, "face it Britt, if it was Cydra, Alvin, or anyone else besides you, you'd still be sore just the same."
"I still say it wasn't fair and square, because she technically wasn't wearing a costume." Brittany said.
"Well, why do you keep complaining to us about it?" Jeanette asked. "Why don't you take it up with Cydra, then pilage and plunder her over her treasure?"
"I think I will!" Brittany said, as she stormed out of the room.
Jeanette and Eleanor quickly followed.
"Wait, Britt!" Jeanette called out. "I wasn't really being serious..."
The chipettes walked down the block in the neighborhood to Cydra's house, where Brittany banged on the door.
"Gee, take it easy, Britt..." Eleanor said.
"Yeah, it's just us, not the police with a search warrant." Jeanette said.
The door was opened by Cydra's adoptive mother, Nancy.
"Are you the police with a search warrant?" Nancy asked.
"Huh?" The girls responded, before Nancy looked down.
"Oh, the Miller girls..." Nancy said, "sorry, I was expecting the police."
"Woah," Brittany said, "I knew this was a bad situation, but I didn't realizing cheating in a contest was a federal case."
"What do you know about the situation?" Nancy asked.
"No, she's just refering to Cydra winning the costume contest at the party last night," Jeanette said, "we don't know of any situation you're refering to."
Nancy sighed, "Well, I would have hoped that you, of all people, would know."
The girls were confused.
"Is something wrong?" Eleanor asked.
"Very," Nancy said, "Cydra never returned home from the party last night, we're very worried about her!"
"That's odd," Jeanette said, "she disappeared before we left last night... we assumed she may have already went home by herself."
Nancy shook her head. "No, she never came home."
"What could've happened?" Eleanor asked.
"I don't know," Nancy said, "but her father and I have contacted the police to file a missing child report... I hate to think what could have happened to her..."
"We better talk to the boys, and see if they may know of anything..." Eleanor said.
Shortly later, the chipettes met with the chipmunks at the frozen yogurt shoppe, where they discussed Cydra's sudden disappearance.
"So, what you're saying is Cydra never returned home from the party last night," Simon began, "meanwhile, we all looked around before we left the party, and didn't see a trace of her... so something must have happened to her between now, and after the costume contest..."
"But what could have happened?" Theodore asked.
"We don't know, but her mom is really worried." Eleanor said.
"Maybe some of those aliens at the party were actual aliens, instead of kids in costumes," Alvin deduced, "and they abducted her to take her back to their planet, so they can study human... I mean chipmunk... anatomy, so they can create and mass-produce life-like clones, programmed to conquer the universe!"
The rest of the group sat there with blank expressions on their faces.
"Yeah, that's really logical, Alvin..." Simon remarked.
"You don't think someone might have abducted her, do you?" Jeanette asked.
"What else could explain her disappearance?" Brittany asked. "I mean, unless she dematerialized, or disentigrated or something..."
"Well, someone can't just disappear into thin air..." Simon said.
"Unless you're a magician," Alvin said, "or a vampire."
Silence overcame the table.
"You don't think maybe there was more to her 'vampire princess' guise than met the eye, do you?" Eleanor asked.
"You think she really was a vampire again last night?" Theodore asked.
"Is that possible?" Jeanette asked.
All eyes turned to Simon.
"I haven't the faintest idea..." Simon said, "but we do have to consider the possibilities... and it is a possibility..."
"But how could she have become a vampire again all of the sudden?" Jeanette asked.
"Maybe Super Simon's vampire reversal syrum didn't work good enough, eh genius?" Alvin rudely asked of his younger brother.
"If that was the case," Eleanor butted in, "then wouldn't the same be said of us, considering she bit us when she was a vampire as well?"
"Could be a new variant..." Simon said, "maybe the syrum wore off sooner with her because she was a vampire longer than you three..."
"Are you saying the syrum only offers temporary help?" Jeanette asked.
"I'm not saying that," Simon said, "but again, we do have to consider the possibilities... now look, there's only two logical explanations behind Cydra's disappearance... either she was abducted, or she's a vampire again and has disappeared... which could it possibly be?"
A hush fell over the table again.
"I say she's a vampire again!" Alvin said.
"Me too!" Brittany said.
"I'll vote on that." Theodore added.
"We're not voting on something here..." Simon said.
"The only way we're going to find out about this situation, is if we find Cydra." Eleanor said.
"But where could she have gone?" Jeanette asked.
"All we can do at this point is launch an investigation of our own..." Simon said.
"You're right!" Alvin said, bringing his fist down on the table. "After all, the cops may need some backup!"
The others groaned. Just what did happen to Cydra? Nobody knew. Her friends may have had theories, but her parents had no clue, and when they filed their report to the police, they were left scratching their heads over the manner as well.
"Okay, so let me get this straight..." one officer said, as he looked over his note pad once more, "you're daughter is a chipmunk?"
"Yes." Nancy, and her husband, Richard, said, with a nod.
"And she was last seen dressed as a vampire?" The officer asked.
"Yes." Nancy and Richard said, also with a nod.
"See, she went to a Halloween party with some friends from school last night," Nancy added, "the vampire thing was just a costume, but it's what she was last seen wearing."
"And where does she attend school?" The officer asked.
"Thomas Edison High School." Nancy said.
"Did anybody see her leave the party?" The officer asked.
"No," Nancy said, "her friends dropped by an hour ago, they said she pretty much disappeared before the party was over."
"And let me guess," the officer said, "her friends would also be chipmunks?"
"Yes." Nancy nodded.
The officer rubbed his forehead, while his partner simply turned his head. The people sounded like they were nuts.
"Actually," Richard spoke up, as he slipped his hand into his back pocket, "I may have a photo of her, if you don't believe us..."
Richard removed his wallet from his pocket, and fished through the collection of photos he had in it, until he found one of Cydra, and showed it to the officers.
"She actually doesn't have that many piercings anymore," Richard added, "but she did wear some as part of her costume jewelry last night."
"And she does have one brown eye, and one green eyes, that should give you some distinguishing marks to look for." Nancy said.
"I believe the fact that she's a chipmunk is a distinguishing enough of a mark..." the officer said. "We'll contact the school officials, see if maybe they have any survellance footage we can study for clues... it's very unlikely she could have just disappeared."
Although Cydra had blacked out, when she finally regained consciousness, everything was still black. She wasn't aware she was blindfolded, but she could tell she was in a chair, she tried to reach her hands out, and feel her surroundings, but her wrists were bound behind the back of the chair. At the same time, she also tried to stand, but her ankles were bound to the legs of the chair. And wherever she was, she was in dead silence. She wasn't quite sure what to make of her situation, as she didn't even remember what the last thing was that happened to her. Suddenly, she felt something warm and wet carress her ear, which startled her.
"What's going on?" Cydra called out. "Is anyone there? Hello?"
"I'm here..." a deep voice spoke softly into her ear.
Cydra paused. The voice sounded so familar to her.
"Who's that?" Cydra asked.
"Me." The voice said.
"Me who?" Cydra asked.
When the blindfold was undone from around Cydra's head, she immediately recognized her surroundings. She knew exactly where she was, and she knew who was speaking into her ear. Her captor circled around her chair. It was the party crasher who abducted her the previous night. It was someone more than that, it was actually the wrong person she crossed paths with years earlier. The person who took advantage of her when she was lost and alone. The person who cursed her.
"Small world, isn't it?" He said to her.
Cydra nodded. "A little too small..."
The guy spread his arms, indicating Cydra should observe her surroundings.
"Look familar?" He asked her.
Again, Cydra nodded. "Yeah... it does... I was brought here a few times before... matter of fact, this is the place where I lost my virginity..."
He smiled, devilishly, "the place where Lucifer dwells?"
"What do you want Kyle?" Cydra asked.
The tall, dark, and sinister Kyle ran a finger down Cydra's face, as she pulled it away. Kyle brought his hand over to Cydra's mouth, and forced her to part her lips, as he inspected what looked like fangs.
"Cute," Kyle remarked, "really cute..."
Kyle grabbed ahold of one of the fangs, and yanked on it, pulling the fake, rubber fangs Cydra wore as part of her costume at the party.
"Yeah, falsies are even worse when they're in the mouth, and not under the shirt." Kyle said.
Cydra didn't respond, but once again, Kyle forced her to part her lips. He inspected the inside of her mouth, and saw that her natural fangs were no longer there. As long as he had her mouth propped open, Kyle slipped her his tongue, but she swiftly closed her mouth with a chomp. Kyle jumped back with an exclamation, that soon turned into chuckles.
"Not so effective now that you no longer have the tools." Kyle said, mocking Cydra's fangless bite.
"What do you want from me Kyle?" Cydra asked. "You certainly got rid of me really quickly after you spent all that time taking advantage of my dispair..."
"That's the way it goes..." Kyle said, with a false sigh, "hug 'em and squeeze 'em, love 'em and leave 'em..."
"You knew I had no one else to turn to," Cydra said, "I alienated my friends because of you! You convinced me you were the only one who really cared about me!"
"I was pretty convincing, wasn't I?" Kyle boasted.
Cydra rolled her eyes. "Well, FYI, I'm not a vampire anymore... I caught on to your scheme... I know what happened... that 'party' you took me too years ago... that wasn't a party... it was a Satanic ritual... and you were a Satanic vampire... and you cursed me into becoming a vampire as well."
"Wow, you're not half as dumb as you appear to be." Kyle remarked.
Cydra couldn't believe this was happening.
"What I am genuinely curious about is how?" Kyle continued. "How did you break the curse?"
"I didn't break the curse, it was..." Cydra began, but then cut herself off, not wanting to drag her friends into the situation.
"It was what?" Kyle asked. "Or... who?"