The Six Sectors

Chapter Eight - Helo

Energon belongs to me and is based of the cutie above.

Helo woke up to a dragon on his stomach squeezing the life out of him. He saw his bust showing and he covered it as the dysphoria crashed over him like a tidal wave. He panted, trying to calm down and got Energon off of him. Helo woke him up instead. Energon yelped and fell off. Helo frowned. "Sorry, bud." Energon looked at him with a forgiving look in his eyes. Helo smiled back, but softly.

Helo got up and sat on the side of his bed, the window mirroring the giant red welts and bruises on his sides. He touched one, wincing in pain. Energon saw him after cleaning himself and cocked his head at his owner in confusion. Helo smiled at him. "I'm fine, En. It just hurts a bit." He got off the bed. "Wanna get clean?" Energon roared in excitement and ran off to the bathroom. Helo followed after him, every glance at his top bothering him.

Getting to the bathroom, Helo turned on the warm water and Energon dove in once it filled up. Helo got in himself, and cleaned himself and his dragon friend. Then he soon got out, draining the water, and got dressed in a yellow and black button down with the sleeves rolled up and jeans, adding in a yellow wasp hat. He gave Energon a matching bandana and the two headed down to the shop. Jarvistan was dealing with a customer.

"Morning, Mr. Astonike." Helo said, grabbing a bun and some water. Jarvistan looked up from the prosthetic leg he was working on and smiled.

"Heliosray! Can you deal with a delivery after you eat?" Helo shrugged as he chewed a piece of bun, Energon gnawing on a socket wrench toy.

"Sure, boss. Can Energon come with?" Helo asked as he gave Energon some tuna. He went back to eating his bun. Jarvistan sighed with relief.

"Thank you, Helo. I can't make it cause I have a meeting with a provider. I'll be Cogswatch. Just for the day. I'll be back by dinner." Helo nodded and finished his bun. He turned to his small dragon, who had eaten all of his food.

"Who's it too?"

"Tehya Fritkos." Helo stopped grabbing the package and froze, looking at Jarivstan. His eyes were WIDE.

"Tehya Fritkos?! The gang leader?!" The leader of Synthcy was always decided with a gang fight. Every 5 years, a new one happens. The Sapphire Owls won 10 years ago, their leader 15 years old. She grew to become 25-year-old Tehya Fritkos because she won twice. Helo swallowed. This was big.

"There's only one. Now go!" Jarvistan laughed at Helo's excitement. Helo nodded and went to his dragon.

"Energon, let's roll!" With that, they were out of the garage quick and in a hurry. Helo couldn't believe it. He was delivering to the Gang Leader!

At least, he was!

In a quick motion, Helo was under his bike and burning his leg. Helo cried out in pain. Energon gave out cries of help. Someone was grabbing him. Helo began to freak out. "NO!!" He used his female voice. The kidnapper looked at him. Helo could feel his leg have a three degree burn - maybe worse. He didn't care. His best friend was being taken.

That's when he wished that he didn't look at the kidnapper's shirt.

The symbol of Ijetix - an olive green biohazard sign with a syringe on it. Helo's eyes widened.

The man got the bike off of him and grabbed for him. Helo got up, crying out in pain and falling. His leg had almost burned off. There was a ditch almost on his leg. A bloody red and smelling-of-burnt-flesh ditch. The man grabbed him and Helo felt himself get tossed into a truck. He grabbed his leg. Then he heard a tiny, scared roar. Helo felt his heart lift. "ENERGON!" The tiny figure barreled into him. Helo held onto him. He was crying. "Omigod, Energon...." He said in a female tone.

The two friends held onto each other as they sat in the van, scared for each other's lives.