Author's Note:

I've reached my goal! Which means either this is the last chapter or second to last, so I'm guessing you all will probably want a third?

I do not own any of the people, or animals except Ivy, Copper, and Cream.

Rated T for blood and language.

Read on.

The room rumbles, he chuckles at first his laughter slowly growing as he tosses his head back full out laughing, right in Fenrir's face.

The Beastling's lips pull down into a scowl, "What the hell is so funny!" the monster screeches taking the bait, his laughs slowly die down to snickers, "You think you'll come out of this alive? You think you'll bring my father back?" the mutated rodent questions his face hidden in a shroud of darkness.

Fenrir merely twists his clawed hand deeper into Alvin's abdomen, the dog-like rodent twitches gritting his teeth at the twinge of pain, "Get to the point," Fenrir snarls his hot foul breath filling Alvin's nose making him coil slightly back in disgust his paw resting on Fenrir's forearm belonging to the hand lodged in his body.

"They don't call me Ultimate for nothing," Alvin smirks, suddenly Fenrir's veins explode outward pulsing against his armored skin, the Beastling shrieks as a heated pain erupts through his arm racing like poison quickly through his veins.

He rips his arm out, or what was left of it, Fenrir doesn't get time to gawk at his missing hand or the bloody stump that has taken it's place, a fist connects with his face propelling him backward and through a wall leaving a trail of broken glass and dust in his wake.

Alvin huffs heavily as his form shrinks back to his normal chipmunk one, the wound in his stomach healing over quickly leaving behind a hole in his hoody, "You know it's because of you guys that I'm running out of clothes," Alvin sighs in annoyance as he easily clambers over the wreckage.

Fenrir pushes his body up onto his powerful tail blood leaking heavily buy quickly from his nose and mouth, he grins widely at the sight of his now smaller opponent, "What gives?" the Beastling questions looming over the golden eyed munk.

"I have more important things to worry about than you," Alvin states simply as he adjusts his sleeve, which had ridden, up to his elbow exposing shiny metal, "You're not going any where!" Fenrir darts forward the muscles in his tail carrying him quickly over the ground, he had landed outside the Fun House.

Alvin doesn't even cast him a second glance, as he closes in fast, suddenly a large metal arm slams downward in the path of the charging Beastling, Fenrir collides head on but quickly recoils darting backward eyes blazing as he tilts his head backwards.

"Good job Bruton," the chipmunk pats the large Tank's other metal limb, the massive decked out Beastling hums in satisfaction at the praise from the rather stubborn rodent, "I think you can handle him," with that Alvin disappears back into the Fun House leaving a steaming Fenrir and a lumbering Bruton outside.

"I knew you were worthless from the time you were created, those fancy metal appendages won't do anything but slow you down, I'll make you regret leaving the army, and then I'll deal with that unfaithful disgusting Reaper you're so fond of," Bruton's real eye glints darkly just as his heavy dangerous tail swings around slamming against Fenrir's side, the tip impaling his own tail to the earth.

Fenrir's claws sink into the metal trying to free himself, he opens his mouth to call some back up but a massive metal hand closes around the upper half of his body, with a single squeeze the Beastling's leader is defeated, dropping the body Bruton stares down at the weak excuse of a leader, he's more worried about Anthrax and Vesuvius, Alvin's going to need help.

"Bulls eye!" Cream cheers grinning happily at the Gasser clawing helplessly at the arrow lodged in it's eye, Copper loads a pistol beside her raising it up he takes aim at a Mimic who had decided to take the form of a child after killing one.

"Mommy! Mommy!" the childlike Beastling cries in vain it's voice matching a little boy's perfectly, fake tears rush down it's cheeks, among the human's still remaining a young woman turns, "Honey hold on!" she races towards him barely evading a couple of Soldiers caught in a battle with a very intimidating Chipette wielding two swords.

Without a word Copper fires, the bullet sprays crimson on contact the red liquid gushing down the little boy's forehead as the mother screams in horror, his body wavers shifting back to it's sluggish chimpanzee form, it collapses in a heap gurgling nonsense as the woman screams before turning and fleeing her face contorted with horror and pain.

Cream turns to her boyfriend, who stares ahead taking aim of another creature, "Copper," she sighs helplessly at the pain lingering in his dark eyes, "I couldn't save the boy, but I'll try to help the remaining humans, don't worry about me," he grins over at her looking older than he ever has, "This isn't about us,"

The Chipette nods in agreement stringing a bow she releases it quickly, the tip slicing through the neck of the Gasser that was still trying to free it's eye of the first arrow.

Blade easily dances backward knives drawn as Vesuvius darts forward at an inhuman speed, "I've always found you annoying," Blade hisses as the tip of Vesuvius's stinger scraps over the flesh of his leg.

The large centipede cheetah combination of a monster doesn't reply at first, "Why?" he laughs giddy as Blade's knives barely scrape his hard exoskeleton, "I hate bugs," the Reaper replies suddenly twisting his body into a flip using Vesuvius's back as a trampoline, he propels himself up and over but not before sinking a knife into the Beastling's back.

Blade rests a long hand over his sore leg remembering the poison similar to a Fire Ant's in the tip of the bug like monster's tail, his teeth gnash together as the burning sinks into his muscles causing them to tense up painfully.

Vesuvius cackles happily as his clawed legs attack Blade, the Reaper easily defending them off, the impact of their weapons cause sparks to dance upward between them, the two locked in a sort of deadly dance.

Their battleground taking place just under a roller coaster, Blade's mind whirls quickly red eyes glowing in the dark as his foot flies outward digging deeply into Vesuvius's cheek, the impact causes the Beastling to slide back a few feet.

"This is fun is it not? Just think if we can just get a hold of Ultimate's DNA, everyday will be a glorious blood bath!" Vesuvius cheers happily bouncing out of Blade's knives, the Reaper however grins at this, "Blood, hmm, what does yours look like?" he questions raising a eyebrow at the other Beastling.

Blade is perched on the edge of the rails a wide smirk adorning his white furred face, spreading across his muzzle, Vesuvius stares at him blankly confused as to why he stopped and still trying to figure out if the Reaper really was interested in seeing his blood.

The sound of a heavy machine sounds behind him, the large centipede like monster whirls around just in time to see cart's bright colors as they collide head on with him, dragging his body underneath their wheels his body cracks underneath the grinding wheels causing the whole thing to derail crashing to the earth five feet below, Blade peers down at the mangled bug laying in a twitching mass at his feet.

"Bugs always end up being squashed weather under a shoe or not,"

Brittany screams, her voice carrying throughout the remains of the Fun House, she shouldn't have left the hall of mirrors, she realizes tears building up in her eyes as the Beastling twists a glowing claw into her shoulder and leg keeping her small form caged against the door to the 'Clown room'.

Who knew Anthrax could attract rodents using an odd irresistible scent that she had been lucky enough not to smell the first day they met, there's no wind in here to carry the scent away either, and it was that very thing that made her shift back to a messily weak Chipette and wonder into the dark glowing room.

Anthrax seems to only be playing with her, he had grown bored after seeing that even her weak sisters were able to take down a Beastling with a cotton candy machine, who knew you could actually stuff something in there and grind it up into fluffy pink stuff?

Her breaths come out quickly a small whimper escaping her lips as she tries to change back to her feline form, the one that could actually kick some butt, but his claws keep her firmly in place his nonexistent eyes pinned on her as neon glow in the dark clowns grin at her from all sides.

"Why are you doing this to me?" the Chipette chokes out confused, "I'm bored and I know that Ultimate will come to your aid, Fenrir and Vesuvius are already dead, I knew they were weak, Fenrir always seemed to think too slowly while Vesuvius thought too quickly, neither could heal themselves like I can so I'm not surprised they're dead,"

"You don't care?" Brittany gasps in disbelief, "I should've been in charge, Beast would already be alive by now it I were, but no, Fenrir wanted to strike fear into the human's and to remind him,"

"Who?"

Grinning Anthrax exposes glowing sharp teeth, "Ultimate of course," he answers twisting another claw into Brittany's flesh, she screams as her blood races down her arms coating the grinning clown's teeth in a thick crimson.

"Remind h-him," her vision is blurring now, her wounds hadn't healed, she needs Alvin to heal them but he seems to have vanished completely.

"Remind him of the past of course, you can't possibly be thinking that we just decided to attack him? That Peter had created him from scratch? There's much more to this, it's too big to just be tossed aside, you both aren't supposed to have this power, a power Beast has been trying to smother out for decades,"

Brittany's head lolls as a large gash across her cheek drips blood down her neck; it feels as if her ears are stuffed with cotton his voice is merely a deep growl barely being registered in her foggy brain.

The Beastling seems about to continue when the wall explodes, Brittany hits the dark concrete floor dazed as dust leaks outward, Anthrax shakes his head freeing it from the soft dull pain, a large hand carefully coils around Brittany's aching body lifting her up off the cold floor, she's tucked into shredded piece of clothing against hot muscle.

"A-Alvin?" she croaks out eyes fluttering closed with relief, the rodent had shifted once again this time staying on his hind paws, his tall seven foot canine figure resembling a less bulkily werewolf without a hunching problem.

"Anthrax," burnt honey gold orbs narrow as his lips pull backward flashing white teeth, the Beastling chuckles at the mutated rodent, "People underestimate you because of your kind huh?" he questions standing to his own hind paws, he looks more like a real werewolf with the hunch and all, his long glowing claws scraping against the concrete floor.

The smell of smoke fills their noses making Alvin cringe in an old fear, "I can't be killed, and neither can you, we'd only just be causing more of a hassle and a battlefield when the sun rises, I wish not to fight you, I'll decide when I'll take you on, and I suggest you tend to you're partner, she's beaten up pretty well,"

Sirens fill the dying night air as plums of black smoke arch upward consuming the gray sky, Alvin grits his sharp teeth together his fists shaking at his sides as he feels Brittany's small weak breath against his side, "This isn't over, I'll find you Anthrax, I'll hunt you and the remaining Beastlings down I'll find a way to kill you, and I'll finish it all. No more monsters, this world isn't meant to hold such brutal things," the rodent seethes.

"No, not now anyways, Ultimate, I admire your strength, the strength you have yet to tap into, take care," the Fun House shakes as the Hall of Mirrors explodes flames erupting into the building eating away at the walls and dancing off the remaining mirrors.

With that Anthrax vanishes silently his eyeless gaze locked on the shifting munk cradling his tired injured counterpart close as they both escape the blazing building, he shouldn't feel a fondness for the rodent, he supposes that's Beast's DNA lingering within him.

Alvin stumbles out into the gray morning shielding Brittany from the smoke with his hoody and chest, "Alvin! Brittany!" his brothers cheer their faces grimy with soot and a few scratches adorn their cheeks but their eyes glow despite the bloodied bodies surrounding them, Dave leans against Claire and Blade all grinning tiredly as Bruton looms behind them.

Nathan lands beside Max and Stripes who is leading a trembling Nash after her giggling, Vixen is talking to his twin who also seems shaken up, Cal waves at them grinning when Ivy tackles him from behind making him jump startled as if he didn't expect her to be there, Jeanette and Eleanor are at his brother's sides.

Stitch races forward worried about his Mistress and friend, Cream and Copper appear last both leaning against the other grinning like idiots which is saying something since Cream is the stern one in their relationship.

Brittany stirs as their family surrounds them, everyone checking everyone else for injuries and talking about the little war that had just taken place in what seemed like minutes, Alvin's eyelids droop remembering all the human's torn to pieces before them, how is it that he can remember everything so clearly now, but mere seconds ago he only remembered his bigger fights?

The sound of tires on grass cause everyone to turn, Brittany yelling at Alvin to put her down in the background, a large dark SUV rolls forward it's window tinted so dark that it appeared to have no one driving.

Four men step out however, as Alvin pushes through to the front of the small crowd Brittany in tow, "Who ordered the Men in Black?" he questions staring in immediate disgust at the inhuman like men before them, two are dressed in dark suits, their hair slicked back their eyes a dark brown so they almost appear black.

The other two are dressed in dark jeans and t-shirts sunglasses hiding their eyes their hair also slicked back, "You're the Seville family," it wasn't a question.

Dave steps forward beaten but standing, "What is this about?" he questions, "We're with the government, we'd like to make you and your family an elite force,"

Dave stares at them in utter shock, "Like spies?" Alvin questions his arm protectively holding Brittany close to him, her electric blue eyes trained on the men.

"I suppose, you'll just be introduced into the government, you're jobs will be to handle any business regarding Beastlings or any monster in general, if you say no, we might have to resort to different measures, if you say yes, you'll have immediate access to weapons and money," Cal and Copper seem won over automatically at the promise of weapons.

"Sure," Alvin agrees, "WHAT!" Dave cries in shock, Alvin sighs and looks up at his human guardian, "Let's face it, we'll never catch up in school anyways," he smirks.

"Are you ok?" Brittany drops her book down to glare at the russet furred chipmunk peeking at her over the edge of her bed, "You asked me that question ten seconds ago," she huffs scratching at her bandages, Alvin couldn't heal her, he wanted too but it seems he's been drained of energy for the day and if he did he'd risk straining himself.

The chipmunk grins and climbs up onto her bed settling beside her, "Sorry, it's just I can't help but worry," he shrugs simply curiously peeking at the page she's on, a few bandages have been stretched across his broad chest and over his metal shoulder then down to his metal leg keeping them firmly in place so all he could do was stretch his arm around her waist, turns out he had worked his fake limbs to the point of where they dripped blood.

He shifts closer to her as she gets sucked back into her book his arm coiling quickly around her waist pulling her into his lap, she sighs in frustration and snaps her book closed to glare over her shoulder at a grinning Alvin.

"What is it now?" she questions him trying to keep up her annoyed front, she wants to be alone for a little bit, she needs to sleep too, it's only two hours after those weird men showed up and Alvin had taken their offer.

Alvin stares intently at her his smile vanishing before he snuggles his face into her shoulder and neck both arms encircling her waist he drags her down onto the mattress hugging her close to him he slips them both under the covers.

Brittany sighs and turns in his arms snuggling closer to her boyfriend, "Why can't you sleep in your own bed?" he huffs, "I see that little creature gets to sleep here but I can't?" Alvin gestures to where Stitch lays stretched out at the end of her bunk bed belly up legs stretched out.

Brittany raises an eyebrow not convinced, "I don't want you to be alone," Alvin mumbles in defeat resting his chin against the top of her head, Brittany smiles softly and plays with the edge of his bandages her claws lightly scraping his skin.

"You're not worried, about what Anthrax said?" she questions trying to peer up at him, "Hm?" Alvin pulls her closer sleepily burying his face into her clean damp auburn fur.

Brittany frowns, he hadn't heard him.

The warmth of his body lulls her to sleep her eyelids getting harder to keep open, her aching body being comforted by the feel of his softly resting against her's.

Oh well, she thinks yawning as she gives in, those men don't seem to shady, and Anthrax could merely have been pulling her strings he was bored after all.

As the two rodents drift to sleep, Brittany can't ignore a small nagging at the back of her mind, Beast has been trying to snuff out their power for decades, but they're only sixteen. If only Alvin had waited a few seconds later, then she would've found out.

Their Link, is deep, and their powers are fair beyond what they know of now, there are things and people out there, that will stop at nothing to gain what they have.

Brittany vaguely feels the cool presence of his metal limbs against her skin as she fades off into a long well deserved rest and she can't help but giggle at the fake persona her counterpart had came up with.

Ultimate Machine, how quaint.

THE END! Review please if you want the third! X3

MM15