Digimon The Frunteyr, The Last Stand
Chapter One
So We Begin
The day grew long and tiring for Helix, as he sat at the table with his head in his arms. He wasn't sure why, but all he could think about were the stories his father used to tell him . . . before he left, that was. He always talked about another world, the Digital World, or some gibberish like that. His mother always said, "That Tukya was always a weird one." But she, too, said she had been there, as the tin legendary warriors.
What gibberish. Helix always thought it wasn't possible, so why even bother pretending to be interested in it? Why bother even fantasizing it? There was no point. If it was impossible, then Helix wanted nothing to do with it at all.
The phone rang and Helix sighed, getting up and making his body look as though it weighed a ton to answer. By the time he got to the phone it had rung six times, which was unusual because after five times the answering machine always picked up.
"Must be something wrong with the phone lines, I guess ..." Helix picked up the phone, sighing heavily and filling the air with his boredom. "Hello?"
"We need your help once again. Come to 194.AV before three. We await your arrival ..."
The phone went dead and began to make a long ringing noise, as if nothing hade happened, as though he had just picked up the phone for nothing.
"Who was it?" Helix's mother yelled from the kitchen with her hands full.
"I'm not really sure …" There was no way Helix would say what he hade just heard, otherwise his mother would say something bizarre to do with mythical creatures. "The phone was dead ..." He thought of an excuse as fast as he could and hoped to God she would fall for it.
"Oh ... that's strange. Oh well, if it was important they'll call back."
Helix looked at the clock; it read two-thirty. "Oh, good, it's almost three!" Helix blurted out, and now filet dumbstruck after doing something so dimwitted.
"Did you make plans for three? You know that's the time we usually eat at, Helix, why are you telling me at the last minute?"
"Um ... yeah, sorry, I'm supposed to meet ... Topaze at the park at three ... don't worry, I'm not hungry. I'll eat later," Helix lied. In fact, he was starving, plus he wanted to go see this destiny thing and see what this big joke was about, it sounded unbelievable. Who on Earth would use words like that, anyways?
"Well, fine, I'll just eat alone by myself," Helix's mother said jokingly. She was actually having company and had been expecting that Helix would do anything to get out of the house as fast as he could.
"Yeah ... sorry, Mom. I'll be back later. Bye."
Helix threw on his coat and put his shoes on as fast as he could. He turned to face his mother and waved.
"Try to be back sometime today and not tomorrow morning, please!" Helix's mother couldn't stand it when he came home at around one in the morning.
"All right, I shouldn't be nearly that long." Helix walked down there driveway onto the sidewalk and waved at a woman who was turning towards his house. "Morning Mrs. B."
"Good day, Helix ... Zoë is inside, right?" Mrs. B. asked politely, with a soft and pleasant, breezy voice.
"Yeah, she's getting dinner ready." Helix smiled and waved as he began to run down the sidewalk.
"Sorry, I'm in a rush, I'm going to be late if I don't hurry." He turned back facing the street, and he began to run faster at his top speed.