Witness To The Truth
Disclaimer: Okay, you know it, I know it, they know it, I don't own Hey Arnold! But I do own lots of paper, so if you sue me, that's all you'll get.
Authors Note: I want to thank the people who have reviewed me. You people have really given me an ego trip. I know the whole football headed love god was just a little bit strange but I really couldn't resist adding it, that's probably my favourite nickname Helga has for him. Hehehehe. Anyway, on with the show.
Chapter Six
'Okay, don't straighten your elbow too much, the force of the gun going off could shatter it. Keep both eyes open, contrary to popular belief you won't aim better with one eye closed, you'll end up veering to much to the left, or right. Now raise the gun slightly, until it looks like its in line with the target and fire.'
CRACK!
Helga walked cautiously over to the makeshift target and peered at it, jumping excitedly she squealed,
'Arnold I hit it!' Arnold grinned and walked over to where Helga was holding the board up proudly,
'See, on the third ring.' Nodding Arnold high fived Helga,
'I knew you could do it, you've always had a good aim, and now you know how to handle a gun properly the chances are you will be able to defend yourself against anybody attacking you.' Helga smiled proudly, it had been Arnold's idea for her to have a lesson on gun handling, she was pleased to see that it was something else she was good at.
'Let my boss tell me my article is too long now!' She said with a smirk, Arnold raised his eyebrows,
'Helga I don't think....' Waving a hand impatiently she cut him off,
'I'm kidding ya loon. I'm not going to threaten him with a gun, I'll let you do that.' Seeing the expression on Arnold's face she laughed,
'You are so cute when you panic.' Laughing she dodged the snowball he threw at her and grabbing a handful of snow threw it at him, he ducked and scooping some snow up shoved it down the back of her coat, shrieking Helga stuck a handful of snow in his hood and pulled it up.
'I'm freezing! You are one crazy little football head.' Holding a hand out she pulled him up from where he was sitting in a snowdrift and then froze,
'Arnold, we're being watched.' Arnold laughed,
'Don't tell me its Jim and Mike again, don't they have anything better to do than watch us?' Shaking her head Helga pointed, following her gaze Arnold realised what she was looking at,
'A camera? Whats that doing there?' Shrugging Helga pushed the snow away from around it to reveal a security camera,
'Jim never mentioned a security camera, did he?' Arnold shook his head,
'No, this isn't attached to the house though, see, the wire runs through those trees and along to that telephone pole, its been connected by somebody wanting to spy on us.' Helga shuddered,
'Maybe Brainy put it in, you know for whoever he is working for back in the city.' Shaking his head Arnold ripped the camera from its hiding place and pulled the wires out,
'No, this isn't Brainy's work, remember he always did things in the open, because it was more hidden out in the open, somebody has hidden this deliberately and I'm betting that it is somebody from Big Louie's gang. But who?' Helga shook her head worriedly,
'I don't know, but we are going inside now, we have a job to do.' Arnold frowned,
'What?'
'We have to find the rest, you can count on the fact there will be more than one, and we have to find them all.' Nodding Arnold slipped the camera into his pocket,
'Don't tell Jim and Mike though.' Helga frowned,
'Why?' Shrugging Arnold said worriedly,
'The less people who know the better, plus...' shaking his head he grinned,
'I'm just being paranoid aren't I?' Nodding Helga headed back into the house,
'Come on, we have work to do.'
Helga pulled her coat off and shivered as the snow ran down her back,
'Arnold you are evil.' Arnold grinned as he brushed the snow out of his hair,
'Says Madame Evil over there.' Smirking Helga said sweetly,
'I thought I was Madame Fortress Mummy?' Laughing Arnold grinned cheekily,
'That too.' His face took on a serious expression,
'Right, we stick together on this, that way if I miss a camera you won't.' Nodding Helga hung their coats up and together they made their way into the kitchen.
'Four in the kitchen, two in our room, one in Jim and Mike's, three in the living room, and one in the bathroom.' Helga sighed,
'Who could have done it?'
'Camera three's gone, and now they've gotten two, six, five, four, eight, twelve, eleven, and nine, they haven't spotted the one in the front garden yet.' Breakneck Samson growled in annoyance,
'Damn it, they're onto us.' Marcus the Weasel groaned as Helga and Arnold walked into the front garden, Helga was clearly seen bending down in front of the camera,
"Look Arnold, this one has a microphone. Hello guys, from this contraption I'm thinking Breakneck and Weasel, sorry boys, we're onto you, this is most likely the last camera, but we will keep looking until we've found them all. What I'd like to know is if you know where I am, why haven't you sent somebody to kill me? We know Brainy wasn't working for you, so who is it?" Standing up Helga raised a booted foot and brought it down on the camera. The screen went black and Weasel groaned,
'Damn it.' Breakneck smiled, his smile turned to laughter,
'They still don't know who is going to do it do they? They still think they can trust him don't they, boy won't she be surprised when he kills her, and that football headed lover of hers.'
'Okay Helga, we have them all, we have to get out of here.' Helga nodded,
'I know. It's getting late though, we should set off in the morning.' Nodding Arnold said bitterly,
'I think we are going to have to steal Jim's car, we need to be gone and we know that it's either Jim or Mike who is against us. But who?' Helga shuddered,
'We stick together right? Where you go I go, we can't let them know we are on to them though. He might know already though.' Shrugging Arnold shivered and wrapped his arms around his upper body trying to keep warm,
'He might do. All right, here's the plan, we have to be up as early as possible, if I can't steal his keys I'll hotwire the car, but we have to be out of here as soon as possible.' Nodding Helga said with a grin,
'It looks like I'll be staying at your place until the trial.' Grinning Arnold said,
'Looks like it doesn't it.'
The clock on the wall struck eleven and yawning Helga stood up,
'I'm exhausted, I'm off to bed, I'll see you all in the morning, night guys.' Mike and Jim looked up from the Monopoly board,
'Night Helga.' They said, Arnold grinned and waved,
'I'm going to finish this chapter then I'll go to bed too. Night Helga.' Smiling Helga moved into the bedroom and pulling her suitcase out threw her clothes and toiletries in it. Zipping it up she slid it back under the bed and taking her boots off she crawled into bed fully dressed. Ten minutes later Arnold opened the door and Helga heard him packing his case as well,
'I've got my alarm under my pillow, when it goes off I'll wake you up. Try to sleep though.' He said as he got into bed,
'I will.' Helga whispered, suddenly wishing that she hadn't gotten mixed up with Big Louie and was still in middle school dreaming of Arnold and her getting married in a big wedding with Phoebe as her bridesmaid and Gerald as the best man. Smiling she let her childhood dreams send her to sleep.
'Helga are you awake?' Helga nodded and sat up, she'd been awake for the past half hour, and the pounding of her heart was getting louder,
'You ready to go?' Arnold nodded,
'Yep, come on.' Standing up Helga pulled her boots on and together they moved quietly into the living room, Arnold hunted round for Jim's keys and held them up triumphantly,
'I got them.' Nodding nervously Helga pulled her coat on and passed Arnold his coat, the sound of a gun clicking made her jump, Arnold was empty handed,
'Going somewhere?' The sound of the voice was muffled and looking into the kitchen she saw a man wearing a Bill Clinton mask pointing a gun at her.
'Steel edge Joey, er, nice night isn't it?' Helga said, her voice coming out several octaves higher than normal, fumbling in her pocket she pulled her gun out,
'I'm not afraid to shoot.' Joey laughed,
'Oh I know you aren't but can you shoot with an empty gun?' Her eyes widening Helga pointed the gun and him and pulled the trigger.
Click.
She tried again.
Click. Click. Click.
'I emptied your gun this afternoon, did you really think I would let you shoot me?' Arnold bent down and pulled a gun from his boot,
'I have seven guns Joey, did you really empty all of them?' Joey remained silent, suddenly he made a run for it and headed into Jim and Mike's room, a gun shot was heard and Mike walked out a minute later pulling Joey's body. Helga gasped,
'He's dead?' Mike nodded sourly,
'Yeah.' Pulling the mask off his eyes widened,
'No it can't be. Jim!' Arnold gasped,
'But, no, it can't be, I, but.' Mike nodded,
'I figured you'd think it was me, I mean who's more likely going to go insane? The bitter divorcee or the happy go lucky married man?' Snorting he pulled his gun out,
'You know what?' Helga shrugged,
'What?' Mike grinned and aimed his gun at Arnold,
'You were right!'
Okay peeps, start screaming now! This is all you are getting for now anyway, the next chapter will be up in a few days. Have fun. Review Review Review.
Disclaimer: Okay, you know it, I know it, they know it, I don't own Hey Arnold! But I do own lots of paper, so if you sue me, that's all you'll get.
Authors Note: I want to thank the people who have reviewed me. You people have really given me an ego trip. I know the whole football headed love god was just a little bit strange but I really couldn't resist adding it, that's probably my favourite nickname Helga has for him. Hehehehe. Anyway, on with the show.
Chapter Six
'Okay, don't straighten your elbow too much, the force of the gun going off could shatter it. Keep both eyes open, contrary to popular belief you won't aim better with one eye closed, you'll end up veering to much to the left, or right. Now raise the gun slightly, until it looks like its in line with the target and fire.'
CRACK!
Helga walked cautiously over to the makeshift target and peered at it, jumping excitedly she squealed,
'Arnold I hit it!' Arnold grinned and walked over to where Helga was holding the board up proudly,
'See, on the third ring.' Nodding Arnold high fived Helga,
'I knew you could do it, you've always had a good aim, and now you know how to handle a gun properly the chances are you will be able to defend yourself against anybody attacking you.' Helga smiled proudly, it had been Arnold's idea for her to have a lesson on gun handling, she was pleased to see that it was something else she was good at.
'Let my boss tell me my article is too long now!' She said with a smirk, Arnold raised his eyebrows,
'Helga I don't think....' Waving a hand impatiently she cut him off,
'I'm kidding ya loon. I'm not going to threaten him with a gun, I'll let you do that.' Seeing the expression on Arnold's face she laughed,
'You are so cute when you panic.' Laughing she dodged the snowball he threw at her and grabbing a handful of snow threw it at him, he ducked and scooping some snow up shoved it down the back of her coat, shrieking Helga stuck a handful of snow in his hood and pulled it up.
'I'm freezing! You are one crazy little football head.' Holding a hand out she pulled him up from where he was sitting in a snowdrift and then froze,
'Arnold, we're being watched.' Arnold laughed,
'Don't tell me its Jim and Mike again, don't they have anything better to do than watch us?' Shaking her head Helga pointed, following her gaze Arnold realised what she was looking at,
'A camera? Whats that doing there?' Shrugging Helga pushed the snow away from around it to reveal a security camera,
'Jim never mentioned a security camera, did he?' Arnold shook his head,
'No, this isn't attached to the house though, see, the wire runs through those trees and along to that telephone pole, its been connected by somebody wanting to spy on us.' Helga shuddered,
'Maybe Brainy put it in, you know for whoever he is working for back in the city.' Shaking his head Arnold ripped the camera from its hiding place and pulled the wires out,
'No, this isn't Brainy's work, remember he always did things in the open, because it was more hidden out in the open, somebody has hidden this deliberately and I'm betting that it is somebody from Big Louie's gang. But who?' Helga shook her head worriedly,
'I don't know, but we are going inside now, we have a job to do.' Arnold frowned,
'What?'
'We have to find the rest, you can count on the fact there will be more than one, and we have to find them all.' Nodding Arnold slipped the camera into his pocket,
'Don't tell Jim and Mike though.' Helga frowned,
'Why?' Shrugging Arnold said worriedly,
'The less people who know the better, plus...' shaking his head he grinned,
'I'm just being paranoid aren't I?' Nodding Helga headed back into the house,
'Come on, we have work to do.'
Helga pulled her coat off and shivered as the snow ran down her back,
'Arnold you are evil.' Arnold grinned as he brushed the snow out of his hair,
'Says Madame Evil over there.' Smirking Helga said sweetly,
'I thought I was Madame Fortress Mummy?' Laughing Arnold grinned cheekily,
'That too.' His face took on a serious expression,
'Right, we stick together on this, that way if I miss a camera you won't.' Nodding Helga hung their coats up and together they made their way into the kitchen.
'Four in the kitchen, two in our room, one in Jim and Mike's, three in the living room, and one in the bathroom.' Helga sighed,
'Who could have done it?'
'Camera three's gone, and now they've gotten two, six, five, four, eight, twelve, eleven, and nine, they haven't spotted the one in the front garden yet.' Breakneck Samson growled in annoyance,
'Damn it, they're onto us.' Marcus the Weasel groaned as Helga and Arnold walked into the front garden, Helga was clearly seen bending down in front of the camera,
"Look Arnold, this one has a microphone. Hello guys, from this contraption I'm thinking Breakneck and Weasel, sorry boys, we're onto you, this is most likely the last camera, but we will keep looking until we've found them all. What I'd like to know is if you know where I am, why haven't you sent somebody to kill me? We know Brainy wasn't working for you, so who is it?" Standing up Helga raised a booted foot and brought it down on the camera. The screen went black and Weasel groaned,
'Damn it.' Breakneck smiled, his smile turned to laughter,
'They still don't know who is going to do it do they? They still think they can trust him don't they, boy won't she be surprised when he kills her, and that football headed lover of hers.'
'Okay Helga, we have them all, we have to get out of here.' Helga nodded,
'I know. It's getting late though, we should set off in the morning.' Nodding Arnold said bitterly,
'I think we are going to have to steal Jim's car, we need to be gone and we know that it's either Jim or Mike who is against us. But who?' Helga shuddered,
'We stick together right? Where you go I go, we can't let them know we are on to them though. He might know already though.' Shrugging Arnold shivered and wrapped his arms around his upper body trying to keep warm,
'He might do. All right, here's the plan, we have to be up as early as possible, if I can't steal his keys I'll hotwire the car, but we have to be out of here as soon as possible.' Nodding Helga said with a grin,
'It looks like I'll be staying at your place until the trial.' Grinning Arnold said,
'Looks like it doesn't it.'
The clock on the wall struck eleven and yawning Helga stood up,
'I'm exhausted, I'm off to bed, I'll see you all in the morning, night guys.' Mike and Jim looked up from the Monopoly board,
'Night Helga.' They said, Arnold grinned and waved,
'I'm going to finish this chapter then I'll go to bed too. Night Helga.' Smiling Helga moved into the bedroom and pulling her suitcase out threw her clothes and toiletries in it. Zipping it up she slid it back under the bed and taking her boots off she crawled into bed fully dressed. Ten minutes later Arnold opened the door and Helga heard him packing his case as well,
'I've got my alarm under my pillow, when it goes off I'll wake you up. Try to sleep though.' He said as he got into bed,
'I will.' Helga whispered, suddenly wishing that she hadn't gotten mixed up with Big Louie and was still in middle school dreaming of Arnold and her getting married in a big wedding with Phoebe as her bridesmaid and Gerald as the best man. Smiling she let her childhood dreams send her to sleep.
'Helga are you awake?' Helga nodded and sat up, she'd been awake for the past half hour, and the pounding of her heart was getting louder,
'You ready to go?' Arnold nodded,
'Yep, come on.' Standing up Helga pulled her boots on and together they moved quietly into the living room, Arnold hunted round for Jim's keys and held them up triumphantly,
'I got them.' Nodding nervously Helga pulled her coat on and passed Arnold his coat, the sound of a gun clicking made her jump, Arnold was empty handed,
'Going somewhere?' The sound of the voice was muffled and looking into the kitchen she saw a man wearing a Bill Clinton mask pointing a gun at her.
'Steel edge Joey, er, nice night isn't it?' Helga said, her voice coming out several octaves higher than normal, fumbling in her pocket she pulled her gun out,
'I'm not afraid to shoot.' Joey laughed,
'Oh I know you aren't but can you shoot with an empty gun?' Her eyes widening Helga pointed the gun and him and pulled the trigger.
Click.
She tried again.
Click. Click. Click.
'I emptied your gun this afternoon, did you really think I would let you shoot me?' Arnold bent down and pulled a gun from his boot,
'I have seven guns Joey, did you really empty all of them?' Joey remained silent, suddenly he made a run for it and headed into Jim and Mike's room, a gun shot was heard and Mike walked out a minute later pulling Joey's body. Helga gasped,
'He's dead?' Mike nodded sourly,
'Yeah.' Pulling the mask off his eyes widened,
'No it can't be. Jim!' Arnold gasped,
'But, no, it can't be, I, but.' Mike nodded,
'I figured you'd think it was me, I mean who's more likely going to go insane? The bitter divorcee or the happy go lucky married man?' Snorting he pulled his gun out,
'You know what?' Helga shrugged,
'What?' Mike grinned and aimed his gun at Arnold,
'You were right!'
Okay peeps, start screaming now! This is all you are getting for now anyway, the next chapter will be up in a few days. Have fun. Review Review Review.