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Hey guys. It's me, and I'm here with another exciting fic! Hopefully you'll like it. This is like the other one, " Meet the real Helga", buuuutttt it didn't take off as planned so I made this one because it would work out better. This one is about Arnold and his hidden personality which is to control nature. It'll make sense when you read it. This is a kind of go along thing. I don't write a script or anything, I write what comes out of my head.

Well, do you wanna see how this starts out?! What are you waiting for read to find out! XD P.s. AXH included.

Disclaimer- I don't own Hey Arnold.

Enjoy!

He was an average nine year old, fourth grader. Wait, scratch that...lemme start over. He was an abnormal nine year old fourth grader. He was way too mature for his age, always helped people that needed help, (I mean come on a nine year old helping Mr. Green run? That's nuts.) he was a peacemaker and a "Mr. Do the right thing" kind of guy, until one day all of that changed, and he was no longer Arnold, the peacemaker or any of that. He was intense and a very important part of nature, and it starts out like this...

Here was Arnold, sleeping soundly in his bed. Let's take a closer look...

Arnold's dream sequence:

He was sitting in the middle of the jungle, with a perplexed and baffled look upon his face.

"Where am I?" He asked to nobody in particular.

He went to get up and explore his surroundings. Then he saw a glow through the midst of the trees. It was orange and yellow and it was very bright. Somehow he felt drawn to the light, like he was supposed to go to it, and so he did, step by step, until he heard rustling in the bushes. He quickly turned around to what or who it was, and it turned out to be a tall young man with blonde hair, his eyes, and his facial features. He had a plaid shirt and jeans on he also had the blue hat atop his head, of course it was dirty and torn a little.

"Oh! There you are!" The young man exclaimed in his voice but it sounded deeper than usual.

'Who is this guy?' Arnold thought to himself. He just stood there confused for a moment until the man spoke up.

"I'm you at sixteen." He quickly and quietly stated as if he was reading Arnold's mind. Arnold was about to open his mouth until he was grabbed by the arm hustling through the weeds with his older self. "Shhh...we have to be quiet." He made a signal with his finger to his mouth.

"Why?" Arnold asked.

"They are coming..." He said quietly.

"Who is?" The younger Arnold questioned ahead.

"The River Pirates." He stated. As they got closer, with La Sombra leading ahead of course, the older Arnold told Arnold to just stay behind and hide.

Arnold was lost, he had no idea what was happening. To make things even more confusing, the older Arnold closed his eyes and stopped in front of La Sombra and his crew. Arnold watched behind the bushes intently as the wind grew stronger and stronger by each chill. The leaves blew around and knocked La Sombra off of his feet. After he was knocked down the wind picked up and he was now flying through the air with his army and they all were nowhere to be found. Just then a woman came out from behind the bushes on the other side of the trail. She was a couple of inches smaller than his older self. She had blonde long hair, almost like Cecile's, and a bow that was dirty and torn as well as his hat. She had blue sapphire eyes, 'where did I see those eyes before?' He thought to himself. She had a dirty white tee on with pink around the shoulders, and a red stripe at her waist.

Just then they both started to near the bushes that he was hiding in.

"Hey Arnold." The taller woman simply said.

End dream sequence

Hey Arnold! Hey Arnold! Hey Arnold!

Arnold woke up and turned off his alarm clock. "Man that was some crazy dream." He said to himself. After lying in bed for a few minutes, thinking about the dream, he got up and got ready for the school day.

When he was ready to go, he went downstairs to eat breakfast. 'Hmmm.. That's weird, it's awfully quiet and I usually hear the boarders fighting, and I don't smell anything cooking.' As soon as he approached the kitchen he heard someone weeping. He peered around the corner to see who it was, it was his grandma, she had been holding her wrist with her left hand and it was bleeding. He gasped, "Grandma!" He exclaimed.

As soon as Gertie realized that her grandson was in the presence of the room, she quit crying. "Oh, morning Arnold." She said trying to sound as if she wasn't crying. "Sorry I didn't make anything for breakfast, you see-" she was cut off when Phil Entered the room totally flabbergasted to see the blood dripping from her hand.

"Pookie! What happened?!" He yelled.

"I was walking to the cupboard when I slipped and fell on my hand..and then..OUCH! " She said starting to break down from the pain.

"Arnold, go to school. I'm gonna take her to the emergency room." He said.

Arnold wasn't going to let that happen though. "No grandpa, I want to go with you guys, please" he pleaded, but Phil knew better.

"Shortman..." He kneeled down in front of him. "She'll be okay, the worst thing to happen is that she has a sprain or something. It's gonna be okay."

Arnold could feel the tears trickling down his cheeks. "Okay, Grandpa. Please, be careful and take care of her." He said.

"I will. I'll see you after school okay?" He said trying to sound cheerful.

"Okay." Arnold said. But as he was walking out of the kitchen, a loud thump could be heard, he turned around to see his grandmother lying sprawled out on the floor by a small puddle of blood. Phil ran to her side. He checked her pulse and said she was still alive and ran to the phone.

"Hello, someone...my wife passed out after cutting and spraining her wrist... Yeah...thirty - thirty Main Street..yeah... Please hurry!" He yelled into the phone.

Arnold was knelt down beside his grandmother, sobbing. "Grandma..." He sniffled. "Grandma, please be okay." He cried into her arms.

After what seemed like a while the ambulance finally arrived. Phil rode with his wife to the hospital as Arnold walked to school with Gerald. As soon as Gerald saw the ambulance heading towards the Boarding House he ran as fast as he could to Arnold's. Arnold told Gerald what happened while sobbing and Gerald stood there shocked. "It's okay, buddy. I'm sure she'll be okay. Come on we're already late for school." He said wrapping an arm around his friend's shoulder.

The walk to school had been silent, with occasional buzzing of cars. Arnold's eyes had been puffy and red from crying. He was lost in his thoughts worrying about his Grandmother and Gerald was worrying about Arnold and his Grandmother's well-being. As soon as they approached the school they saw the gang in front on the steps. "Hey Arnold! Hey Gerald!" They all yelled in unison.

Gerald said hi but Arnold just walked straight past them all and they were perplexed, that wasn't like him. They all looked at Gerald. "He's had a rough day." He said. They all went back to their chattering afterwards.

Helga wouldn't let it slide though she wanted to know why he seemed so upset. So she followed him inside the school as soon as it started to rain. The kids did as well but they went in the opposite direction to the classroom. As Arnold was walking Helga was confused, this wasn't like him at all. He headed down to the basement where they made their school newspapers earlier in the year, sat down in the corner and started to sob. Helga was wondering why, she's never seen him cry like this before. 'Oh, my beloved, just seeing you cry makes me wanna hug you and never let go.' She said in her mind as she peered around the corner seeing his tear stained face. The bell didn't ring until 8:10 and it was only 8:00 so they had ten minutes to get to class. She was debating with herself if she should ask him what the problem was but she didn't want to barge into his business. As she turned around to go to class, she knocked a stack of papers to the ground and they all flew into the room Arnold was in.

"Hello?.." He sniffed. "I-is someone there?"

Helga mentally scolded herself 'nice going you clumsy oaf! Oh well better get this over with.' She thought. She walked to the corner and peeked into the room to see Arnold looking at her with shining eyes with tears.

"H-helga?" He asked looking confused and upset.

"Yeah it's me, I came down to get paper for Mr. Simmons" she lied as she picked up the stack of papers that were on the floor.

"Oh" he said blandly, occasionally sniffling.

Helga looked at him. He grabbed his stuff and started to walk away, when she grabbed a hold of his arm and pulled him back into the room . "Hey, hey, hey. Why are you crying, and don't think I'm gonna let it slide bucko." She said to him.

" I don't want to talk about it." He said to her, he wasn't sure if he could trust her.

"Come on, Football Head. I won't tell anyone, I promise. " she said putting her hand up to gesture her promise.

"Okay..." He said. "My grandma...she's...she's..." But he couldn't bring himself to say that she was hurt badly, and started breaking down into his hands.

Helga could feel tears coming to her eyes, she thought that she was dead.

"Hurt...very badly." He said into his hands sobbing in between his words.

Helga was glad he didn't say what she thought he was about to say. She just looked at him with the same expression Gerald had when he told him. She saw his red puffy green eyes look to her sapphire ones. They stayed like that for a moment until Helga did something very out of her character, she embraced him into a hug and they stayed like that for a moment with tears from Arnold wetting her dress, but she didn't care, she was happy to be comforting him in his time of need. "I'm so sorry Arnold" she said as the tardy bell rang and they both let go of each other.

Back in the classroom

Mr. Simmons had been taking attendance when he saw that Arnold and Helga were missing. "Where is Arnold and Helga? Does anyone know?" He was specifically looking to Gerald and Phoebe knowing that they were their best friends.

Gerald knew that his friend had to have gone somewhere in the school so he decided that he would go look for him. "I'll go look for Arnold, but I have no clue where Helga is.

Phoebe spoke up, she had no idea where Arnold was but she knew Helga might be in the girls room or something, so she agreed to go find her. "I'll go look for Helga then." She said.

"Oh thanks guys, I just wanted to tell you, that both of you are special for volunteering." He said cheerfully.

Gerald looked to Phoebe, "do you want to help me find Arnold?" He asked.

"Only if you help me find Helga." She said giggling.

"Sure thing, babe." He said coolly.

"Hehe. Okay let's go" she said, and they made their way down the hall.

In the hallway

Arnold and Helga were in the hallway making their way to class. As they they were walking they were both lost in thought. Helga was thinking about how she was bold enough to hug Arnold and swooning like crazy in her head, and Arnold was thinking about everything that took place that morning, from the weirdest dream he ever had, to his grandmas accident. Arnold was looking downwards and Helga was happy for once because she hugged him, but also upset about her beloved's poor grandmother. She just walked straight ahead not caring about anything in the world until...

CRASH!

Gerald and Phoebe were coming around the corner when they all collided. Gerald crashed into Arnold and Phoebe into Helga.

"Oh my! Helga, Arnold are you ok?" Phoebe squeaked.

"Yeah, watch where you're going next time." She simply said, Gerald was surprised. She quickly regained composure. "I mean watch where You're going Tall hair boy!" She yelled toward Gerald. Then she looked to her beloved, he had a confused look on his face.

Gerald chimed in, "Where were you guys?! We were just coming to look for you."

"Umm..W-we were, uh..." Arnold stuttered.

"None of your beeswax!" Helga yelled, cutting Arnold off.

Gerald let it slide, knowing about Arnold's morning. "Okay, well let's get to class, Mr. Simmons is waiting for us." He said.

Arnold and Helga followed after Phoebe and Gerald.

As they were walking down the hall, Phoebe whispered only so Helga could hear, "Where were you guys?" She questioned.

"I'll tell ya later Pheebs." Helga replied.

"Okay" she said in her mouselike tone.

Once they were in the classroom, all eyes were on them, mostly on Arnold.

They all saw that he had a tear stained face and red puffy eyes, and that caught Harold's eye, and then that's what did it. "Awww! Where were you? Cwying?!" He said in an annoying tone.

Arnold wasn't in the mood for it. Harold had said this as he was making his way to his chair, but he stood there tears threatening to spill, in front of the whole class. "A hahahaha!" Harold obnoxiously laughed.

But something in Arnold snapped, he wasn't himself, so he walked straight up to Harold with tears trickling down his cheeks and yelled straight at him, then to the class,"Harold you have no idea, none of you do! You all have parents, so you don't know what it feels like! My grandparents are all that I have left and when they're.. " he didn't even want to think about it having his grandmother in the hospital. As he was yelling there was an unusual wind, blowing papers all over the place and whipping the children's hair all around. He spoke lowly then, "and...and it's none of your business anyways" after he was done, the wind died down. The children were all silent, they didn't know what to think not even Gerald, Phoebe, or Helga. He then felt dizzy as he started to sway. Then...all you could hear was Arnold's body connecting to the ground, and to Arnold, everything went black.

Well, I thought that this might be a good place to stop. :) Sorry you'll just have to wait till next chapter, which btw, will clear things up a bit.

I will probably be updating today so look out! umm..I guess that's it. R&R. (^_^) ^

-Rosey