Hello. This is my first Hey Arnold! Fiction attempt. It's got a lot of cool stuff, and some out-landish stuff, but hopefully you guys will like it. Romance of course and some futuristic stuff too.

Disclaimer: Hey Arnold doesn't belong to me. 'Doi.'

(Chapter) 1: Day

The ally was dark and lifeless. Hardly any light was able to penetrate deep enough into the ally from the adjacent street lamp. The ground was cold and damp from the previous rain shower. A shadow figure tiptoed into the ally and near the half-hidden Dumpster. Within a few moments, a bright light flashed blue and engulfed the figure. Again, all was silent. It seemed the earth stood still at that moment, before it began to rain again. Rain was now a constant thing these days. A little bit later, the sound of running footsteps could be heard. In the distance, a boy no older than nine was running down the street. He splashed through a few water puddles along the road as he ran, and soon tripped.

" Nnn..."

His golden hued hair seemed almost brown due to the rain. He rang it out a bit and brushed it back, so it naturally fell behind his oddly shaped head. He wiped away some blood from a small cut he had on his check and staggering, got up. As soon as he did, he heard footsteps behind him. She had run after him. The boy started running again just as she came into view.

" Wait! Stop it!"

" Just leave me alone!" The boy yelled. Tears were forming in his eyes, but he pushed them back. He was not a sissy. He didn't cry.

" Stop running away! You always do this! I'm sorry just stop running A-."

" KIERESO!"

The girl stopped in her tracks. The boy fading away as he continued to run. She knew what he had just said. It was a Japanese word their best friend had taught them. She knew what it meant, but never would she have expected him to yell it to her; After all, it meant 'Damn you.' The girl didn't care she was getting wet. She just stood there. Her blonde hair was undergoing the same treatment as the boy's and her outfit was getting soaked, but she didn't care. She felt part of her hurt inside so badly. Why had she done what she did?

" Please come back. . ." she began to cry. Her blue sapphire eyes becoming red.

" I'm so sorry. . Aaron. Please come back my brother."

The girl turned and walked back, crying a bit more until she arrived home. Her mother and father where already waiting outside for them. She ran into her mother's arms and cried.

" Another day of boring school. Another day of neglect. Another day of my miserable life." Helga G. Pataki walked out of her house and towards her bus stop. She got to her stop and greeted her best friend Phoebe.

" Hey Pheebs."

" Ohayo, Helga. That means good morning."

Helga inwardly smiled at her friend. Phoebe was a very caring individual, and was never selfish to be kind.

" Cool." She said quietly.

The bus came after a few moments of silence and the two girls got on and went to their usual seat. After a few more moments, and a few more stops, Arnold and Gerald got on.

' Ok, so my life isn't that miserable.' Helga thought as she stared at her beloved.

The day had gone by slow at first, but started to pick up after recess. Mr. Simmons had told them of an activity they'd be doing in a couple of days. They would start out in-groups of two, then merge to four. As always, Arnold was paired with Helga, much to her delight and his disdain. Their group would then merge with Gerald and Phoebe's group, luckily. Before Helga knew it, she was up and heading towards the bus.

' Alright, time for a little ingenuity.'

Helga found a good seat on the bus and as Phoebe came over, she told her to sit in front of her.

"Uh, ok Helga."

"Well, you could get Hair Boy to sit with you and talk about your plans."

Phoebe blushed slightly. After a few moments, Gerald and Arnold made it on the bus. As they walked to the back, Phoebe perked up.

" Uh, Gerald, I was wondering if you wouldn't mind collaborating with me a design of our enterprise?"

Arnold looked to his friend in silence as Gerald smirked.

" Plan an idea on our project?" He looked to Arnold who nodded.

"Sure thing." Gerald smiled and sat next to Phoebe.

' That went well, for him. He's hanging around Phoebe too much.'

Arnold smiled. It was amusing to know that Phoebe could be so smart and intellectually higher in academics, and funny how almost no one understood her complicated speech. Arnold turned his attention to where he'd sit now. Again, to his unease, the only available spot was next to Helga.

" Well, well, well. If it isn't Football-Head." Helga threw her pun.

" Hi Helga." Arnold said as he sat down.

" Yet another project and I get paired with you."

Helga grimaced inwardly. That sounded a lot harsher than she thought it would have, but quickly got to her point before he could speak.

" Helga I-"

" Hold up, Arnoldo, this time I'm doing the talking first. Listen," she breathed out slowly. " I'm going to be nice. Yeah, you heard me right, and you know I can be when I want. I'm going to try and get along with you on this, okay?"

" Well, that's pleasant to hear."

Helga wondered it that was sarcasm or sincerity.

" All right."

The bus was coming to her stop so she began to get up.

" See ya later, Arnold."

Arnold didn't hear her at first, he had been looking over at Lila after his and Helga's little truce.

" Yo, Football-Head!"

"Oh! Uh, bye Helga."

She rolled her eyes at the blond.

" Yeah, yeah."

Phoebe also bid her farewells to Gerald and soon joined her friend off the bus. The bus went on and the two of them talked until they reached Phoebe's house.

"Well, with the way your talking Pheebs, I'd say you and Geroldo got it made."

"Yes, well, his enthusiasm was inspiring."

"Goodnight Pheebs."

" Night Helga."

The blonde girl walked home alone. Her thoughts the only thing to keep her company.

' Oh my beloved, how can you still swoon over that burden in our lives. The countless times she's hurt you with rejection, playing with your heart, tearing your soul.. .'

Her thoughts were momentarily ceased when she saw a blue flash coming from within an ally. Helga, creep towards the source of the light, trying to be as quiet as possible.

A man who looked in his early 30's wearing a white lab coat was holding a rather questionable looking object. He look like he'd been sleep deprived and on the verge of literally going insane. Every so often Helga heard the man mumble phrases like ' Mustn't let them get this,' ' Gotta get rid of it,' and even ' Can't let them find me.' Helga was glued to the spot. Fear, curiousness, wonders, all the emotions she could have were racing through her. Who was this lunatic? The she saw him throw the object into the Dumpster next to where he was standing. He started playing with his watch after that and after moments of rocking, he dissipated into a shattering of blue light. Helga did a double take.

" No WAY did that just happen."

'Am I going crazy?!'

However, curiosity got the better of her. After moments of waiting, she tiptoed over to the Dumpster and look in it. Fishing around for a few moments, her fingers glided over the object. Something metal. She picked it up out of the filth and pulled it into view.

"What is this, some type of gun?"

It was about the size of a Desert Eagle. It was a bluish color with a weird barrel. The handle didn't have a trigger, but a lot of buttons and a number pad. There was even a latch to another compartment. When open, it had a small LED screen. It read: DP/2023/R with another tiny keypad. This one contained specialized buttons with letters like DP, DISP, RN, RP, DES, and others. Helga had no idea what she was getting into.

"Well this outta be interesting. Hmm..."

She hit the SET button. A flash erased the previous filled LED screen and read: Enter Command:

" Uh, I guess this one." She hit DP.

Another flash and then: Enter Year:

"Year? You mean those numbers were a year?!"

She pondered this. It had said 2023. Did that mean this was from the future. How crazy!

"Ok, I'll just fill it back the way it was." She entered 2023.

Target Command:

"R."

The moment she hit 'r,' the thing began to make all sorts of noises, like a computer booting. Then she heard a chipper beeping. She closed the little compartment and looked on the outside back. The first LED screen was reading: Scanning frequency . . .

"What tha-?"

Enter Target Command and Lock Target:

Frantically, Helga hit the OFF button and held it away from her. Unfortunately, OFF didn't mean to shut down.

Target Acquired. . .

"Uh-oh."

Preparing to fire:

" This is bad."

Helga held on tightly to the gun and as it fired a beam of whatever, it hit a nearby lamppost. Helga opened her eyes and found it was a little darker than before. She blinked numerous times. The lamppost was gone.

" Oh boy. Not good."

Helga looked down at the object in her hand. She was about to throw it away when a few pieces of paper caught her eye. She picked them up and reading carefully noted it was for the foreign thing in her hand.

" Frequency Time Object Displacer-NERCO X Gamma."

It was a device, all thought cruelly one, that switch objects in time. She grinned. It may have been unbelievable, but it was in her hands, and she'd just done it. So, why not keep it for fun? Better her have it, than some dumb idiot who'd probably find it and it destroying half the neighborhood.

" Helga, my dear, you have just been placed in a cheap Sci-fi flick."

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Hope it interests you. I promise the other chapters will be more interesting and lot better. Hehe, so tell me what you think. Any constructive criticism would be nice. Thanks everyone!

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