blackapplestar

[blackapplestar]

The Hero From the Future

AN: Just something for my friend, Dylan. Earth. The year 2017. I just arrived from the year 3017. Earth looks...so primitive. It makes me wonder... Wonder if I can really help these people.. If I can save this planet... If I'm really meant to do this... If I'm even at the right place!!! .......Now, what was I saying...? Ah, right, I'm Dylan and I've been sent from the future to save Earth. From whom, you ask? An evil pirate that stole the time travel technology my organization created. He calls himself Arbuckle and he's intent on taking over the world and he's come to the year 2017 to do it. Their technology and resources are far less advanced than ours so it wouldn't be hard for him to cause a lot of damage. His last location was reported in this general area so it shouldn't be that hard to find a destructive pirate from the future... *STOMP STOMP STOMP* I suddenly heard footsteps coming my way. If I'm discovered, my mission could be in jeopardy! I need to find a safe place to hide before-- "Hey! Who are you?!", a voice yelled from behind me. Balls! I've been found! "Erm, me? Just a humble hero from the fu-- I mean, Dylan... Just chillin', bro.", I said in the coolest, most inconspicuous way I could. "In my backyard?" She raised an eyebrow at me. Stupid sight-to-sight transporter piece of crap! "Uhh, well, yes, actually! It's a lovely yard. You see I'm a...yard eh, enthusiast?", I said as convincingly as I could muster. "Well, enthus yourself in someone else's yard. I'm working here.", she angrily retorted. "Right! I'll be off...", I agreed. I stopped for a moment........ "What?", she asked in an annoyed voice. "What are you working on?", I asked. "If you must know, I'm working on my top secret invention for taking over the world.", replied the girl whose backyard I was currently invading. "Really?", I questioned. "What?", she irritatingly inquired. "Is that just something you tell a random person you found creeping around in your yard?", I asked, expecting to hear a laugh and a different answer. "So you WERE creeping! I knew it! You want to steal my evil inventions!" "No! Not at all!", I said. Primitive moron... " Then what ARE you doing here?", she demanded. "I'm into yards, okay? Gosh...", I claimed, trying to stick to my original story. "Liar!", she yelled as she reached behind her back. *cshick* "Um, what is that?" I pointed. "It's my evil raygun for killing people that creep around in my yard. Now, who are you?", she demanded. I gave her a funny look and said, "Psh, you really expect me to believe that you made a working ray--" *ZAP* *shhhh* The raygun fired. I stood staring for a moment. "Uh, you do realize that you just blew up your evil invention, right? "NNNOOOOOO!!! My life's work! You're going to pay for this!", she yelled, pointing an angry finger at me. "Hey, it's not my fault! Here, take this.", I said, thinking it would solve the problem. "What is it?", she asked, taking it from my hand. "One of your primitive collecting devices." She looked at it and back at me.... "A Pikachu trading card?!?" "You're wel--", I began to say. "I hate Pikachu, dangit!", she interrupted. Who hates Pikachu...? "Fine, give it back.", I ordered. "No...", she said quietly. "I don't have this one..." "Omg.... I have to go.", I said, irritated. "Oh no you don't! I'm following you until you pay me for my invention! How am I supposed to take over the world without it?" She followed me. "Look! I've got better things to do than babysit some prehistoric nutball that's trying to take over the world! Don't you know there's a futuristic nutball trying to take over the world and he has far better resources than you do!", I blurted. She stared at me. "There's a wha...?!" Double balls! "Okay, forget everything you just heard!", I said, hoping to trick her. Maybe if I just wave my hands like this..... "What are you, a Jedi?", she deadpanned. Clearly this isn't working.... Improvise! "Yes! And I am your faaaaatherrrr!", I continued to wave my hands. ........"So, are you buying any of this?", I inquired. "What do you think.", she rhetorically returned. "Yeah, thought so...", I said. Just then, there was a loud sound soaring through our ears. *ZZZZZZZOOOOOM* *CRASH* "What was that?!", the girl yelled. "Arbuckle!", I exclaimed. "What's an Arbuckle?" "Shuddup and come on!", I ordered. Dangit! Where did he crash? We ran out of her yard and down the street in Arbuckle's direction. The dark line of cloud his ship painted in the sky was dwindling, making it harder to track him. "There! A cloud of smoke!", The girl reported. "Good eye!", I rewarded. "It's a giant cloud of smoke. Kinda obvious, Dylan....", she replied with monotone. I looked at her as we continued to run. "Didn't I say to shut the balls up?! I will futuristically beat you." "Whatever.", she deadpanned. We came to a clearing nestled in a small patch of wood just outside of the town I appeared in. There's Arbuckle's ship, filling the air with a feathery stream of dark, grey smoke. My eyes frantically searched for him but he was no where in sight. I glanced at the door on his ship and it was slightly bent but closed. He must still be inside. "We're here, Arbuckle! Come out with your hands up! This is Dylan--", I started to say. *cough cough* A voice came from the other side of the ship's door. "Dylan, from the secret organization that's tryin' ta foil me evil plans ta take over the world, arr. Aye.... I know a lot about ye.", Arbuckle interrupted my line as he forced open his door, leaping down to the ground from his wrecked ship. I was a little startled by his knowledge of me but that didn't cause me to waver. "Then you must know my track record. I always catch the bad guy and I always win.", I said, my voice solid. "Not today ye won't, arr. Today I has the upper hand, matey." "DUDE! What. Is. THIS?!", the girl, I had forgot about, beamed. "Nae! Don't be touchin' that!", Arbuckle uttered. She was standing on top of Arbuckle's ship, admiring a piece of equipment. "Sweet! This will SO replace my invention that someone destroyed!", she said with a glare in my direction. "Thanks, Archibald!" "The name's Arbuckle!", he corrected. "Arfinkle?", she questioned. "ARBUCKLE!", he restated angrily. "Arcanine?", she asked again. "AAAAARBUCKLE!!!", he yelled emphatically. "Dude, calm down, ArrrWEINERFACEbuckle.", she said sarcastically. "It's AAAAARBUCKLE!!! ...Who is this anyways?!" ......."Can you two frootloop dinguses please shut up! And that's a good question! What's your name, weirdo?", I finally thought to ask. "Who are you calling a weirdo, Future Freak?! And the name's Whit!", she stated. "Arr, Dylan! Prepare for a dual! Unsheath yer sword!", Arbuckle demanded as he reached for his. "Do I LOOK like a pirate to you?", I asked. "Arrr....", Arbuckle said in an agreeing tone. "Omg, how did YOU steal the most powerful technology known to the entire universe?!", I yelled. "Simple. Spiffy got it fer me.", he stated. "Dylan, what's a Spiffy?", Whit asked, rejoining me. "You're asking the wrong futuristic hero, yo.", I told her. Just then, a squawk rang through the woods. *BrrrrAAAck* "Arrr! Spiffy! Come to Daddy!", Arbuckle called. Spiffy obeyed and landed on the ground next to Arbuckle. Arbuckle is a tall futuristic, evil pirate but Spiffy towered over him by at least a foot. He had large, blue colored feathers on his boasting wingspan and he wore an eyepatch over his right eye similar to Arbuckle's. "Hooooly what the hay! Dylan, what is that?!", Whit exclaimed. "It's a breed of bird called gigantus pirateus parrotus! They're rare and usually aren't this...BIG!", I tried to explain. "Go get Daddy some prisoners, lad!", Arbuckle ordered his bird. Spiffy spread his wings, lifting high into the air above Arbuckle, who was staring intently at us. "Well, can't you do something about it? It's coming right for us!", Whit urged. "Yeah. RUN!", I said. Whit and I made an about face and quickly began moving in the opposite direction. "Real futuristic thinking there, bud!", she said. "Give me a minute, Pikachu!", I joked. "I swear if you say Pikachu one more time, I'm gonna--", Whit started. "That's it! Pikachu!", I exclaimed as I cut her off. "I really hate you right now....", she said with a glare. "No, give me your Pikachu card!", I said. "What? Why?", Whit asked. I looked at her and said, "Just do it if you don't want to die!" She rolled her eyes and replied, "Fine... Here, dangit...." Still racing along, she took the Pokemon card from her pocket and handed it to me. "What are you doing with it?", she asked. "Interpretive dance.... What does it look like I'm doing? I'm sharpening it!", I told her. "Well, he's catching up so you had better speed it up a bit!", Whit announced. "I am aware! Now, get ready to duck on my count, okay?", I instructed. "Will do!", she obliged. "Wait, what are you sharpening it with? We're running!" "Okaaaaaaaaay, NOW!!!", I screamed. I had taken ninjutsu classes as part of my training so I used my newly sharpened weapon as a shuriken and threw it behind me. *SWISH SH SH SH SH* The makeshift shuriken cut through the fresh air of the forest. *SLICE* "BRRAAAACK" It made contact just as I knew it would. "Dylan, you...." Whit stopped running. "Yep, I cut his eyepatch off. Without it he can't tell the direction and he flew right into Arbuckle's own secret invention for taking over the world.", I calmly stated. "Spiffy! Arr, my little Spiffy!", Arbuckle ran over to his comrade. "Do you give up, Arbuckle?", I asked, walking over to him. "Your precious Spiffy destroyed your invention. You're inventionless. Will you come quietly or do I have to kick your stinky, pirate face until you're ready?" "Arr, ye win, Dylan. It's true what they say about ye.", Arbuckle said as he looked up at me. "Yeah, what's that?", I smugly asked. "Ye really are the world's hero, arr.", he said as he petted Spiffy. "Darn right I am! Recognize!", I agreed. ".....Dude, that was awesome! You were like 'Duck!' and I was like 'Dude!' and Spiffy was like 'Brraack!'. Dylan, you are SO. COOL! You totally have to hang out and play Super Smash Bros after you lock up those two losers! It's my favorite game!" I turned to her and said, "I can't do that, Whit Whit." "But....why not? I thought we were friends....?", she slowly asked. "I'm sorry.... I'm just from a different time and that's where I have to be.", I said, looking up at the sky. "But, video games....", Whit softly murmured. "I have to erase your memory now.", I said as I pulled out my memory erasing device from the future. "What are you, from The Men in Bla--", Whit began to say. I pressed the button that would erase our adventure from her mind forever. *FLASH* ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "Good job, Dylan! You've caught Arbuckle! I'm going to give you an accommodation for all your efforts and hard work! .....Dylan, are you listening to me?", a familiar voice asked. "What? Oh, yes, thank you, Chief. I'm always here to do my job.", I said as I was jolted back from my thoughts. "Of course you are! Now, take the rest of the day off! You deserve it!", the Chief praised. "Thank you, Chief." I picked my things up and left. ....Well, it's good to be back to my time at least.... Huh? What's this? Vintage Antiques From the Past: Your Past is Our Business. That's odd. I don't remember this store being here.... I looked at the shop for a moment before shrugging and going in. The bell jingled softly as I eased open the door only to be greeted by the energetic shop owner. "Ahh, welcome! Is there anything I can help you find?", he asked eagerly. "Oh, no. Just browsing.", I monotoned as I passed him. I could feel his eyes watching me as I walked through his small store. "Well, let me know if I can help.", he offered. "Mhmm....", I quietly murmured, knowing he couldn't hear me. I continued walking and searching his merchandise as I passed. There were several things I had never seen before. Some parts of the store were so packed that his collections were stacked nearly to the ceiling. Wow, there's a lot of junk in here.... Hm, what's this? I turned the corner to see the soft glow of the sun falling through the window upon a small, white box. "Nintendo Wii?", I questioned aloud as I picked it up. "I see you've found an Nintendo Wii! It's a vintage video game console. Are you interested?", a happy voice from behind me chimed. "Dude, you seriously need a bell on you.... And yeah, I think I am." I inspected the box closer. "I'll take it." "Great! I'll ring you up at the counter!", he replied as I followed him to the front of the store. I paid for my new treasure and headed for the door. "Have yourself a great day!", I heard him call. "Yeah, thanks." I waved a hand, not even bothering to turn around. Just as I was greeted by the familiar, soft jingle of the hanging bell above the shop door, I heard the man speak once again, "Oh, don't forget your free game!" "Free game?" I turned to see him coming towards me. "Oh, yes! Here ya go! Can't play a Wii very well without a game, now can you?" He laughed as he gave me a wink from his twinkling eye. "I guess not...", I plainly said as I took the even smaller box from him. "Come again!", I heard him call as I walked down the sidewalk. I looked down at my hand which held the box I had just recieved. Free game, huh? Let's see it. I opened the small, unlabeled box as I continued home. I stopped in my tracks once I read the title of the disc it held tightly inside.... Super Smash Brothers..... And nestled securely on the side was a cut up Pikachu card. I immediately turned around, only to see that the shop I was just in had vanished. The End