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"So you think he knows you?"
"I don't know. That's just what he said."
The boy awakens to the sound of the Parr's in the kitchen. Opening his eyes and rubbing away the sleepiness from them, he looks around. He lies on the Parr's large couch, covered by a big, soft blanket; the kind that just locks in at the heat no matter how cold it is in the house.
"Just like home," he says to himself.
If he wanted to he could just pull the blanket up and go back to sleep. Now that would be nice. His body was wounded and fatigued from his trip through the vortex and a little sleep would be helpful in his healing. Unfortunately that would have to wait. Because he had made it through the vortex, he now had a job to do.
Getting up, he spots the pile of new clothes that were evidently for him, and puts them on. Walking slowly to the kitchen door he stops and takes a deep breath. Letting it out slowly, he opens the door and takes a peek in. Inside, the whole Parr family sits around the kitchen table having a discussion of sorts.
"Oh! You're awake!" Helen says as she sees him, "Why don't you…"
He puts his hand up to stop her. Walking over to the table, he sits in the last remaining chair. Resting a bit, he looks around at the family members gathered there to see all of their eyes are on him. Glancing a moment at Jack-Jack he smiles.
"You probably have a lot of questions for me. That's understandable. I am a stranger to you all, yet I seem know all of you," the boy glances at their faces, seeing if he should continue, "Please do not be alarmed, I mean no harm."
"Who are you?" Bob says, "What do you want with my daughter?!"
The boy pauses a moment, trying to come up with the right words to say.
"I am called James. As for what I want with your daughter, I would like to offer my services in protecting her."
"Protect me?!" Violet says confused, "Protect me from what?"
"To tell you the truth I'm not quite sure yet," he says, "You see, I wasn't old enough to remember when it started… or how it started… what had started it…"
"Started? What are you talking about, you're not making sense," Helen says apprehensively, "You're not one of those mental hospital patients, are you?"
"What?! No, no! I'm sorry. I need to explain better," he closes his eyes and then opens them again looking strait at Bob and Helen, "I am from the future. I have come back to stop certain future events from occurring and I believe your daughter is where the damage begins."
"From the future? Awesome!" Dash looks up, his attention caught instantly.
"If I could simply act as a body guard," James says, asking the skeptical looks on Helen and Bob's face.
"If we were to believe you, how could protect her better than she already can?" Bob asks, skeptical.
"I know about her abilities, but… I… have some…" his face screws up and he stops. Scooting out from the table, he grabs Jack-Jack from underneath his chair.
"Was he bothering you," Violet says taking him from James.
"Oh he's probably just curious about my tail."
"You have a tail?!" Dash runs over behind him, "Cool!"
The boy's tail is red with an arrowhead tip. Dash holds it up so the family can see.
"Yes. Well, I do sometimes. When I am relaxed," he explains, "As I was saying I have some abilities of my own."
"So, what happens," Helen asks, "In the future?"
"In the future?" James says thinking, "Well…"
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