The afternoon grew longer, as the chipmunks and the chipettes made their way to their school, in hopes of finding clues that would point to Cydra's sudden disappearance. Their only theories they had were they believe she was either abducted by someone, or she really is a vampire again and simply disappeared for one reason, or another. The kids made it to the gymnasium where the party had been held the night before, where Alvin promptly tried to open the doors, only to find that they were locked.
"Very clever of those vampires..." Alvin said, "locking us out of our own school so we won't be on to their little games!"
"Alvin, it's Saturday, the school is closed." Simon said.
"I knew that!" Alvin said, giving up on the door.
"Well, the only thing we can really do at this point is search the outlining premises," Simon said, "and look for clues."
"Before we find them, what kind of clues are we looking for?" Theodore asked.
"Any clues that may offer some information regarding Cydra's disappearance." Simon said.
"Yeah, or any clues that may reveal she's a vampire!" Alvin said.
For the next several moments, the chipmunks and the chipettes search frantically through-out the schoolyard, looking for any signs of their missing friend, but it seemed like the more they looked, the less they found. Finally, Theodore made his way over to the dumpster, where he opened the hatch, and poked his head inside.
"Hello?" Theodore called out. "Cydra? Are you in here Cydra?"
Theodore removed himself from the dumpster, and began overturning the cardboard boxes that surrounded it, thinking maybe Cydra maybe hiding underneath one of them, until he uncovered Cydra's treasure chest she won at the party for the costume contest.
"Oh boy!" Theodore squealed. "Incredible riches!"
Theodore swiftly opened the treasure chest, and helped himself to a number of the chocolate coins inside. Shortly later, others made their way over towards him, each glaring an eye at him, until he noticed.
"What's everybody looking at me for?" Theodore asked.
"Theodore!" Alvin shrieked, "you can't just stand there and ate at a time like this! We gotta find clues that'll help us find Cydra!"
"Wait a minute Alvin," Simon stopped his brother, "this is a clue!"
"Huh?" Alvin asked.
"That's the grand prize from the costume contest that Cydra won!" Eleanor pointed out.
"Where did you find that?" Simon asked.
"Right here, under one of these cardboard boxes." Theodore said.
"This is odd... Cydra's prize just hidden under one of these boxes... and right by the dumpster?" Simon deduced.
"Why would Cydra throw her prize away?" Eleanor asked.
"Isn't it obvious?" Alvin asked. "She's trying to get rid of the evidence that would prove she's still a vampire!"
"Alvin!" The others snapped.
"Just sayin'..." Alvin said.
"But Alvin does have a point," Simon said, "this is evidence... but there has to have been a reason Cydra would have hidden her prize under a box by the dumpster..."
"What do you think it could be, Simon?" Jeanette asked.
"Perhaps she wanted to find a place to hide it, in the event that some other kid might try to take it away from her..." Simon said, "or she's reverting to a state of child-like whimsy and wanted to experience the thrill of burying treasure..."
"Well, whatever the case is, at least we found some evidence!" Alvin said.
As night had fallen, a so-called emergency meeting was held in the cellar of the Seville house. A collection of chairs were arranged on one side of the cellar, where Dave, Miss Miller, the chipettes, Cydra's parents, and even the police were sitting. On the other side of the cellar, Alvin and Simon had a large table placed in front of them, and a large box between them on the floor, Alvin kept looking over a clipboard with a serious eye, while Simon looked uncomfortable. Finally, Theodore stepped down into the cellar with a tray of cookies and fruit punch.
"About time, Theodore!" Alvin said. "You're ten minutes late!"
"Sorry, but I thought everyone may like refreshments..." Theodore said.
"This is an emergency meeting," Alvin said, "not a Sunday Social!"
"Relax Alvin, his intentions are good." Simon said.
"Alright," Alvin addressed the attendees, "let's begin... we are about to uncover the truth, the whole truth, and nothing but the truth!"
"You think he's been watching to much Judge Judy?" One officer whispered to the other.
"Exhibit A!" Alvin said, as he held up a photo of Cydra. "A photograph of the victim... one Cydra Donaldson..."
"That's her, alright..." Cydra's father, Richard, said.
Alvin dropped the photo, as he and Simon lifted the treasure chest of chocolate coins onto the table. "Exhibit B! The grand prize Cydra Donaldson won for the costume contest at the Halloween party at school!"
Simon rolled his eyes, as Alvin pulled out a party favor, that appeared to be a little plastic jack-o-latern on a plastic rod.
"Exhibit C!" Alvin said, before he pressed a button on the rod of the party favor, which activated the jack-o-latern, which proceeded to strobe different colored lights into people's eyes, while playing a series of spooky howls and evil laughter, which startled everyone in the room.
Alvin then grabbed a plastic cup. "Exhibit D! Theodore, what is this?"
"Well..." Theodore began.
"Never mind!" Alvin said, before he played his party favor again, once again, startling the others.
'Alvin, can we just get on with this?" Simon asked.
"Right, let's just move ahead to Exhibit L..." Alvin said, as he pulled down a projection screen, that had a poorly scribbled map of the school, "a map of the entire school!"
Alvin snapped his fingers, for Simon to hold up a box of thumbtacks, while Alvin kept grabbing them, and sticking them to the projection screen.
"Here..." Alvin placed a tack, "is where the party was held... here is where Cydra Donaldson was last seen winning her prize for the costume contest... here is where we last found the prize... here is where Theodore slipped three handfuls of candy into his Hamburglar sack... here is where I showed off my killer Justin Bieber costume, mooching votes from others attending the party... here is where Simon's bacteria costume infected others that surrounded him... it was a full moon out that night, so there's the strong possibility that..."
"Alvin?" Dave interrupted.
"Now is not the time for questions and answers, Dave," Alvin said, "you'll have to wait until the meeting is over."
"Well, when is that going to be?" Dave asked.
Once more, Alvin played his party favor to startle the others, before Simon swiped it out of Alvin's hand, and broke it. Back at Kyle's lair, Cydra was now bound to his bed, wrists bound to the headboard, ankles bound to the baseboard, while he kept pacing in front of where she laid. Finally, he looked at her.
"You can't say I didn't do anything for you..." he growled, "I gave you a gift... I gave you a very special gift..."
"Oh, really?" Cydra smirked.
"Immortality!" Kyle said. "I gave you the gift of immortality! A gift that very few possess... and even fewer actually deserve."
"Yeah, well your 'gift' came with some mind-altering side effects!" Cydra said.
"That's only a minor quibble." Kyle insisted.
"It's a major quibble as fair as I'm concerned!" Cydra said.
"Typical mortals..." Kyle said, "they're never satisfied with anything, even when they get exactly what they want... but to throw away a special gift in the manner you have done is unacceptable... and I thought so highly of you..."
"Liar!" Cydra shrieked.
Kyle snapped his head to the side, staring Cydra dead in the eye, then in the blink of an eye, Cydra found him on top of her, noses pressed against each other, she felt her energy slowly being pulled from her body.
"Who took a poor, lost, little girl, and opened the door of his world to her?" Kyle asked. "Who plucked you out of the deep, dark pit of misery, and rose you above it?"
Kyle quickly reversed his energy field, and sent all of the drained energy backed into Cydra.
"And you threw that all away... and for what?" Kyle asked.
"Friends who really care about me!" Cydra said.
"Nobody cares about you wasted space!" Kyle said. "Only I do!"
"Then why did you curse me, and abandoned me?" Cydra asked.
Kyle didn't respond. He placed his hand on Cydra's face, and nudged her head back, exposing her small, bare neck. Cydra repeatedly mumbled nos, which became more frantic as Kyle slowly licked her neck, and pressed his fangs up against her vocal chord. Just as swiftly as before, Kyle pulled away from Cydra, standing at the foot of the bed.
"I want to know..." Kyle said, "who are these 'friends' of your's? Who broke the curse? How did they do it?"
"What's it to you?" Cydra asked.
"The curse is never meant to be broken..." Kyle said, "otherwise, there will be consequences... very dire consequences..."
"I already suffered the consequences of my actions," Cydra said, "to mindlessly bite innocent people who I felt I deserved respect from, only to curse them as well, and turn them into mindless minions..."
Kyle chuckled.
"I've earned respect now," Cydra said, "genuine respect from those who care about me!"
"And who are those who care about you?" Kyle asked.
Cydra lolled her head to the side, still refusing to divulge any information regarding the Sevilles and the Millers, or the syrum Simon discovered and concocted to reverse the effects of a vampire's curse. Kyle slowly backed away from the bed.
"You're being very foolish," Kyle said, in a fake Dracula accent, "vee haf vayz off makink you... talk!"
"And who are 'vee'?" Cydra asked.
Kyle rose his hands into the air, and slowly, the figures of several other people materialized in the room they were in. One by one, Cydra recognized each and every face, each one wearing the same sick, twisted smile, and having absolutely no life in their dull-looking eyes whatsoever.
"You remember these faces, don't you?" Kyle asked.
Cydra nodded. They were the faces of the 'friends' Kyle wanted to introduce her to. They were the faces of those who attended the Satanic ritual that fateful night where Cydra was brought in an unsuspecting chipmunk, and awoke as a vampire.
"We'll get all of the pertenant information out of you..." Kyle said, "sooner than later..."
Back at the Seville house, the meeting was breaking up, as the police took Alvin and his brothers aside.
"Look boys," one of the officers said, "we understand you want to find your missing friend, but it's best that you leave the police work to the professionals. In a situation like this, time is of the upmost importance, and any time lost with silly little games like this is that much more time your friend may or may not have left."
"Believe me," Alvin said, while both Simon and Theodore continued to drown in their embarrassment, "this case is bigger than all of us!"
"Well," the officer said, "can you think of any reason your friend may have disappeared?"
Alvin shoved his hands into his pocket, and nodded, before answering. "We have our theories."
"Well, let's hear them." The officer said.
Again, Alvin stood there for a moment, "Supernatural forces?"
Simon turned his head, while Theodore tugged at his collar, and the police sighed.
"Look kid," the officer said, "those paranormal spook movies aren't really true to life... this isn't fiction, this is real, and there's something more logical to explain your friend's disappearance, we just have to find that ourselves... just leave this to us, we'll find your friend."
The police stood up, and exited the cellar as well, before Simon and Theodore turned to their brother.
"Had enough of making a fool of yourself, Alvin?" Simon asked.
Alvin sighed through his nose, "I still say this case is bigger than all of us! If only we had proof!"