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Chapter 4: The Crossing

The moon is high in the sky now, casting long, eerie shadows across the landscape. Alvin's steps grow heavier with each passing moment as he moves deeper into the unknown. He can feel the pull of the power of waking, stronger now, almost like an invisible hand guiding him forward. But there’s something else—something darker lingering at the edges of his mind.

He pauses for a moment, standing at the edge of a cliff, looking down at the swirling mist below. There’s no turning back. He’s made his choice. He has to find Theodore. But a nagging doubt creeps in—one he can’t shake.

ALVIN:

(to himself, softly)

I have to do this. I can’t let him stay lost...

(Suddenly, a voice breaks the silence. It’s familiar, though distant, as if coming from somewhere just beyond his reach.)

VOICE:

(calling softly)

Alvin...

(Alvin’s heart skips a beat. He spins around, searching the shadows. The voice is faint but unmistakable. His eyes narrow.)

ALVIN:

(urgently)

Theodore? Is that you?

(A figure steps out from the mist, cloaked in darkness. It’s not Theodore, but someone else—someone who has haunted Alvin’s nightmares. The figure is tall, their silhouette sharp and unnerving.)

ALVIN:

(defiantly)

Who are you?

(The figure smiles, a chilling, almost knowing grin.)

FIGURE:

I’m someone who has been watching you, Alvin. Waiting for you to make your move.

(Alvin’s fists clench, but he stands his ground.)

ALVIN:

I don’t have time for games. Where is he? Where’s Theodore?

(The figure steps closer, their presence overwhelming.)

FIGURE:

You’re so focused on finding him, Alvin... but you’re forgetting something. You’re not the only one who’s been searching. Others are after him too. And you don’t know the cost of what you’re about to do. Do you really think you can save him without paying the price?

(Alvin’s eyes flare with determination.)

ALVIN:

I’ll pay any price. I’ve already lost him once. I’m not losing him again.

(The figure laughs softly, stepping back as if amused by Alvin’s resolve.)

FIGURE:

Then you’re even more foolish than I thought. You’re walking into a storm, Alvin. The kind you won’t be able to escape. You think you’re doing this for Theodore... but in the end, you’re only doing it for yourself. For the part of you that can never let go. The part of you that’s been running, that’s been chasing a dream that was never meant to be.

(Alvin’s breath quickens, but he’s unshaken.)

ALVIN:

I don’t care. I’ll find him. No matter what it takes.

(The figure pauses, their eyes glinting with an almost sadistic pleasure.)

FIGURE:

Very well. But remember this: once you step into the abyss, there’s no guarantee you’ll ever find your way back out. Not even if you wanted to.

(The figure turns, their form beginning to dissipate into the mist. Before they vanish entirely, they leave Alvin with one final warning.)

FIGURE:

(calling back)

The cost is always greater than you think, Alvin. Be careful what you wish for.

(Alvin watches as the figure vanishes, his heart pounding. He stands there for a long moment, contemplating their words. But he knows—he knows what he has to do. He can’t go back now.)

ALVIN:

(to himself, resolved)

I’ll make it back. I will.

(With renewed determination, Alvin steps into the mist, the world around him swirling as he crosses into the unknown. The air grows colder, and the weight of what he’s about to face presses down on him, but he pushes forward, each step more certain than the last.)

(Meanwhile, back with Simon and Brittany, the night stretches on in silence. Simon paces restlessly, unable to shake the feeling that something is terribly wrong. He can’t help but feel that Alvin is walking straight into danger. But there’s nothing he can do to stop it now.)

SIMON:

(softly, to Brittany)

I... I should have stopped him. I should have been stronger.

BRITTANY:

(gently)

Simon, you can’t change what’s happened. But you can believe in him. He’s going to need that when he comes back.

(Simon looks at her, his expression pained, but he nods slowly, trying to fi

nd some semblance of peace.)

SIMON:

(quietly)

I just hope... I hope he’s not too late.

Chapter 3

The night is cold and still. The air carries a sense of foreboding as the door creaks shut behind Alvin. His footsteps echo through the empty street, each one further taking him away from Simon and Brittany, and closer to whatever fate awaits him.

Alvin’s mind races as he walks, determination written on his face. The darkness around him seems to press in, but he keeps moving forward, knowing that there’s no turning back. He has made his decision.

Meanwhile, back inside, Simon stands frozen for a moment longer before shaking himself from his thoughts. He looks over at Brittany, his voice tight with emotion.

SIMON:

(quietly)

Do you think he’ll come back? I mean... truly come back?

BRITTANY:

(supportively)

He will. Alvin doesn’t give up easily. You know that.

SIMON:

(eyes distant)

I don’t think it’s about giving up. It’s... it’s about something deeper. Something he has to prove to himself.

BRITTANY:

(sighing softly)

I know. But you’re not alone, Simon. You don’t have to carry this alone. Alvin will do what he has to do, but he’ll also remember you’re here—waiting for him.

(Simon closes his eyes, pressing a hand to his forehead.)

SIMON:

But what if... What if this time, it’s different? What if he can’t come back?

BRITTANY:

(firmly)

Then we’ll be here, Simon. No matter what happens, we’ll be here.

(Outside, Alvin’s steps quicken as the path ahead becomes more unclear. The shadows seem to grow darker, and a strange energy hums in the air. He can feel it... the power of waking, tugging at him, drawing him closer to whatever awaits.)

ALVIN:

(whispering to himself)

I can’t lose him again. Not this time.

(A flicker of light catches his eye. He turns sharply, spotting a figure in the distance. A familiar face, shrouded in mystery, stands at the edge of the path ahead.)

ALVIN:

(softly, wary)

Who... who are you?

(The figure steps closer, their features gradually becoming clearer in the moonlight. It’s someone Alvin hasn’t seen in years, someone he thought he’d never lay eyes on again.)

FIGURE:

(voice calm but intense)

I’ve been waiting for you, Alvin.

(Alvin takes a step back, a wave of realization washing over him. His heart races, but he knows he’s come too far to turn back now.)

ALVIN:

(sternly)

What do you want from me?

(The figure steps forward, eyes glinting with an almost otherworldly power.)

FIGURE:

(smirking)

You’re about to make a choice, aren’t you? One that will change everything. But you should know... there are always consequences to the paths you take.

(Alvin clenches his fists, ready for whatever challenge lies ahead.)

ALVIN:

(firmly)

I don’t care. I’m doing this for Theodore. And nothing you say is going to stop me.

(The figure chuckles softly, almost sympathetically.)

FIGURE:

(quietly)

We’ll see, Alvin. We’ll see.

(As the figure fades back into the shadows, the wind picks up, the night feeling colder than before. Alvin stands tall, his resolve unshaken as he takes another step forward into the unknown.)

Chapter 2

INT. A MYSTERIOUS WORLD - NIGHT

The scene opens in a surreal, vast world. The ground is made of shimmering, translucent crystals, and the sky is a swirling mix of deep blues, purples, and gold. Alvin stands in the center, looking around, his breath steady but his heart racing. He’s alone, the weight of the journey and the memory of his brother’s face driving him forward. His eyes scan the horizon, determined, not willing to give up.

ALVIN:

(to himself, quietly)

Where are you, Theodore?

The wind whispers around him, carrying echoes of distant voices. He clenches his fists, trying to focus. As he walks, his eyes catch sight of something glowing in the distance—a faint outline that resembles Theodore. Alvin’s pulse quickens, and he takes off, running towards it.

He reaches the figure and calls out, his voice filled with hope and desperation.

ALVIN:

Theodore! It’s me, Alvin! You’re not alone, buddy. I’m here!

The figure turns, and for a moment, Alvin’s heart leaps. But as he gets closer, the figure flickers, vanishing into the air like smoke. Alvin stops in his tracks, staring in disbelief. The world around him shudders, and he falls to his knees in frustration.

ALVIN:

(voice shaking)

Not again...

He slams his fists into the ground, his frustration turning to anger.

ALVIN:

(angry)

Why do you keep slipping away from me? Why?!

The wind picks up again, the voice in the air becoming clearer, almost like a soft whisper. A deep, familiar voice echoes through the space, but Alvin doesn’t recognize it fully yet.

VOICE (softly):

Alvin...

ALVIN:

(looking around frantically)

Who’s there? Is that you, Theodore?

The voice continues, growing clearer, but it’s not Theodore’s. Instead, it’s an ethereal presence that seems to be tied to the world around him.

VOICE (ethereal):

You cannot keep chasing him, Alvin. This world doesn’t work like you think it does. The power you use to search... it binds you here, just like it binds him. You may never return.

Alvin stands up slowly, shaking his head, the words hanging heavy in the air.

ALVIN:

(angrily)

I don’t care! I’ll do whatever it takes. I can’t leave him out there... alone. I promised.

The world trembles as if the very fabric of reality is pushing back against him. The voice grows more insistent.

VOICE (warning):

You’re treading a dangerous path, Alvin. The more you search, the further you drift from home. You will lose everything... even yourself.

Alvin’s eyes flash with determination. His mind flashes back to Simon’s warning. But his resolve hardens.

ALVIN:

(steadily)

I don’t care. I’ll find him, and I’ll bring him back. No matter what it takes.

He begins walking again, this time more cautiously, as the path ahead seems to shift and change, almost mocking him. But Alvin doesn’t hesitate.

ALVIN:

(whispers to himself)

I promised Simon I’d come back. And I will. But I can’t stop now. I won’t.

The ground shifts under his feet as he walks forward, each step becoming harder to take. He falls, but catches himself before hitting the ground, pushing through the difficulty with relentless determination.

Finally, after what feels like an eternity, Alvin sees a faint light in the distance. He quickens his pace, heart racing. As he approaches, the figure becomes clearer—a shadow of Theodore, only this time, it doesn’t flicker away. It stands still, waiting. Alvin’s heart skips a beat.

ALVIN:

(quietly, desperate)

Theodore? Is that really you?

The figure remains silent, but Alvin can feel an energy shift in the air—something is different. The voice from before returns, warning him one last time.

VOICE (softly):

If you reach him, there is no going back. The bond will be broken, and you will remain here, lost forever.

Alvin doesn’t respond. He takes another step forward, a mix of fear and resolve in his eyes. He reaches out for Theodore, his

fingers brushing against the form in front of him.

And then, the world shifts.

Chapter 1

INT. LIVING ROOM - NIGHT

The room is dimly lit, the only sound is the quiet hum of the air conditioning. Alvin stands by the door, his hand gripping the handle tightly. His expression is resolute, but the weight of the decision is heavy on his heart. Simon stands near the window, looking at him, worry etched on his face. Brittany is sitting on the couch, watching them both closely.

SIMON:

(softly)

Alvin... this isn’t the way. We can find Theodore, together. We’ll figure it out. There’s always a way if we work together.

ALVIN:

(shaking his head, determined)

No, Simon. This is the way. I have to go.

SIMON:

But... what if it’s too dangerous? What if you can’t make it back? Theodore’s out there, yes, but you—(pauses, searching for the right words)—you can’t just risk everything, Alvin. Not again.

ALVIN:

(sternly)

You don’t get it. My whole journey began the day I lost him. Every time I find him, he slips away again. I’ve been running after him, thinking this time would be the one... that we’d finally be together. But he’s out there, alone... and I can’t let him stay there, not for one more second.

(Simon steps closer, his voice filled with emotion.)

SIMON:

You don’t have to do this alone. I’ve always been there for you, and I’ll be there for you now. Don’t... don’t push me away, Alvin.

ALVIN:

(voice breaking slightly)

I’m sorry, Simon. I need to do this. I need to finish it, and I need to do it my way. You’ve been with me through everything, but this... this is my path now.

(Simon tries to hold Alvin’s gaze, a mix of pleading and desperation in his eyes.)

SIMON:

(urgently)

Please, Alvin... don’t use the power of waking. You know what it costs. If you save him... you won’t come back. Do you understand that? You won’t come back.

ALVIN:

(firmly)

I will. I promise, Simon. I’ll come back before you even know it.

(Simon stands in silence, the weight of his worry too much to bear.)

SIMON:

(voice trembling)

But how can you be sure?

(Brittany, who has been silent until now, stands up and moves toward Simon. She places a gentle hand on his shoulder, her voice calm but unwavering.)

BRITTANY:

Simon... you have to let him go. His heart and mind are made up. He’s already decided what he has to do. You just have to believe in him.

(Simon looks at Brittany, then back at Alvin. His gaze softens, and a tear slips down his cheek. He tries to hold it together but the fear for his brother is too much.)

SIMON:

(softly, with a shaky voice)

Alvin... I... I can’t lose you too.

ALVIN:

(reassuringly)

You won’t. I’ll be back. I’ll be back before you even realize it. Just... trust me.

(There’s a long silence. Simon swallows hard, trying to keep his composure. He finally nods, his voice barely above a whisper.)

SIMON:

(slowly)

I trust you... but please, be careful. Please...

(Alvin gives a small, grateful smile, though his eyes are filled with sadness. He turns to the door.)

ALVIN:

I will, Simon. I’ll see you soon.

(Simon stands frozen, watching him, and Brittany stands beside him, trying to offer support. Alvin turns the handle, opens the door, and steps out into the night.)

BRITTANY:

(softly, to Simon)

He’ll be alright. He always is.

(Simon nods but doesn’t speak, his eyes still fixed on the door as if waiting for Alvin to return. He wipes away the tear threatening to fall, and Brittany wraps a comforting arm around his shoulders. Together, they stare into the darkness, uncertain of what’s to come but holding on to hope.)

[Scene: The Chipmunks' living room. The atmosphere is quiet and somber. Alvin and Simon are sitting on the couch, both looking down, clearly affected by the recent loss of their beloved pet, Cookie Chomper III. There's a bowl of cookies on the coffee table, the remnants of the pet’s favorite snack. A photo of Cookie Chomper III is on the table as well.]

Alvin:

(quietly) I keep expecting to hear him run across the floor... that little pitter-patter of his paws. But... it’s not there anymore.

Simon:

(sighs deeply) I know. Every time I walk into the kitchen, I expect to see him sitting there, waiting for his next treat. But... he's not.

Alvin:

(voice trembling) I miss him, Simon. He was... more than just a pet. He was... family.

Simon:

(nods slowly) Yeah. He really was. He had this way of making everything feel... lighter. Even when things were tough. He always knew how to make us laugh. Even when we didn’t feel like it.

[A long silence hangs between them as they both stare at the photo of Cookie Chomper III.]

Alvin:

(softly) I keep wondering if I could’ve done something. Maybe if I was more careful, he’d still be here. I—

Simon:

(quiet but firm) Alvin... it's not your fault. You loved him, and we both did everything we could to make sure he was happy. You can't change what happened, but we can remember the good times.

Alvin:

(looking up at Simon) Yeah... I know. (pauses) But it doesn’t make it hurt any less, does it?

Simon:

(shakes head) No, it doesn’t. (beat) But I think that’s okay. Because it means we truly loved him. And that love... that's something we’ll carry with us forever.

Alvin:

(quietly) You’re right. We gave him a good life, and he gave us so much love in return. It’s not something we’ll ever forget.

[They both look at the photo again, and Alvin reaches over to grab Simon’s hand.]

Alvin:

(sincerely) Hey, I know we’re both feeling this, but... I want you to know that I’m here. I might not always say it, but... I love you, Simon. We’re in this together, always.

Simon:

(soft smile, squeezing Alvin’s hand) I love you too, Alvin. And I’m here for you. We have each other, and that’s something we can hold on to.

Alvin:

(nods, blinking back tears) I guess... sometimes love isn’t just about the fun moments. It’s about the hard ones too.

Simon:

(speaking gently) Exactly. The hard ones remind us how strong we are together, and how much we really mean to each other. We have each other’s backs, no matter what.

Alvin:

(voice breaking) Even through... even through stuff like this?

Simon:

(voice calm but steady) Especially through stuff like this. It’s the tough moments that remind us how much we need each other. And Cookie Chomper III... well, he’s always going to be a part of us. But we’ll keep moving forward, together.

Alvin:

(sniffles) Yeah. Together.

[They both sit in silence for a moment, holding hands, as the weight of their loss settles in. But there’s a sense of peace too, knowing they have each other.]

Alvin:

(soft chuckle) Guess we need to finish those cookies, huh?

Simon:

(raising an eyebrow) You mean the ones Cookie Chomper III didn’t eat? Yeah, sure, we should probably do that.

Alvin:

(grinning through his tears) Hey, he would’ve wanted us to.

Simon:

(smirking) I’m sure he would’ve. But only if we save the last one for him.

[They both laugh, a bittersweet but genuine moment of joy, finding comfort in each other.]

This scene captures their emotional vulnerability and the deep bond between them, showing how love for each other helps them navigate even the toughest losses.

“When Dave is injured and taken away by Ambulance, the chipmunks watch sadly”

THEODORE: It'll be ok, Alvin.

ALVIN: It'll be ok? Dave is fighting for his life, and you think it'll be okay!? 😠

SIMON: Theodore is simply trying to comfort you.

ALVIN: Comfort’s not what I need right now. I need to stop him, by any means necessary.

THEODORE: Wait, you don't mean….

ALVIN: The Master Emerald.

SIMON: The Emerald must never be wielded by vengeance, not ever. We swore a sacred oath.

ALVIN: Don't talk to me about oaths! Not now!

THEODORE: But you told Dave using the Emerald wasn't the right choice.

ALVIN: Well now it's the ONLY choice! And if neither of you have the guts to help me, then I'll do it alone!

THEODORE: But I thought the 3 of us were brothers! I thought that's what made us special! 🥺

ALVIN: I'm not asking you twice Simon. Where is the Master Emerald?

SIMON: Your heart is being consumed by anger, Alvin. You are in no position to make decisions right now.

THEODORE: I know you're upset about Dave. We all are!

ALVIN: Last chance. Where…IS IT!!? 😡😡

SIMON: Don't do this!

(Alvin and Simon look at each other with angry expressions until Simon calms down)

Part of our oath is to trust each other, and I must abide by that promise

even if you have chosen to break it.

As promised.

New one

Red shirt and beige jacket

Whoa, easy buddy, Simon doesn't want to fight you.

Merry Christmas Alvin! 🎅

Finally done.

New pic

As I made things more emotional, thought I'd use a background edit, and it works. 🥹

🥺🥺🥺

Quote from Pentrep

The last one reminds me of the Temple of Doom.

It's all from Midas's Palace from Tomb Raider. 😉

When he's confused with the puzzle.

Pulling off Shadow the Hedgehog vibes

The Chipmunks outside of the Croft Manor, ready for their adventure! ❤️💙💚

Here it is!

Currently doing a new one.

In a Spanish battle

Shades Animation # 2

Brush animation

Putting on shades Animation

With animation

Quote from chipfan

WE NEED THEODORE 4K

It'll happen. Don't worry.

New 4K Edit!