Helix Operatives: Creation

Prologue: Theon

"Good morning everyone and what a beautiful day to be alive on this great planet under the Empire. Those Anthros don't know what they're missing working in those stiff jobs but hey, they're just Anthros and we Sinderlos are living life to the largest," said a radio DJ over the sounds of early morning traffic. "We have a warm early fall day today with a high of forty-five and a low of forty here in the United Republic. We will turn it over to the newest Quiara Pirera song."

Music started to play as Theon Murton sat in his truck on his way to work with a wrapper for a fast food breakfast in the seat next to him. Theon was one of the Anthros on the planet, a race of anthropomorphic animals that stood upright on two legs. Theon was a male Anthro red fox that was wearing a black suit and tie as he drove into work.

He parked in the parking lot of Murton Industries. The building stood above the city and was covered in windows with a large broadcasting tower on top and a series of scrolling light signs that showed the names and the programs that they were broadcasting.

Theon got out of his car, and walked into the lobby. He headed to the elevators and anxiously fixed his tie while looking into the mirror. His body was covered in a burnt red fur over most of his body, white fur on his chest and neck, and black fur on his hands and feet. He had a snout for a mouth and nose with red, black, and white fur on it that had his tongue on the inside of it licking the last of the fast food breakfast off of his teeth. He could see his tail almost reaching the ground from the back of his hips, covered in the same burnt red fur with a white tip.

The pointed ears on top of his head twitched as he heard the elevator door open. He quickly walked in and rode to the top office, keeping his breath steady until he noticed someone else in the elevator. It was a young female anthropomorphic fox. She had the same burnt red fur with white and black highlights as him. She had a long bright red tail with a white tip at the end with yellow piercing eyes, roughly the same color as his eyes. She was wearing a light blue shirt, a pair of white caprice pants, a pair of black flat shoes, and a blue purse.

They left on the same floor, the woman avoiding Theon's gaze. Theon walked out slowly, wondering what he did wrong. His trance was stopped by a sudden rush of adrenaline as he saw a Sinderlo man walking towards him. "Mr. Murton," called out a voice.

Sinderlos were the other sentient race that inhabited the planet, which were seen to be above Anthros. The Sinderlo that stood in front of him had green, almost sickly skin. His eyes were the color of mud mixed with blood. His ears were sharp and pointed standing on his head as if they were antennas. A long lock of white platinum hair stretched from his head all the way to his hips that was twisted and turned into a braid. They were all the same though, and this one was nothing different.

"Ah, Mr. Sander," said Theon. "So, about the deal?"

"Yes... I agree that your terms are fair and the price is well enough... unfortunately there is no Sinderlo company that would offer me anything for my company... So, I am forced to sell to you," said the Sinderlo, extending his hand wirily.

"Well then, no hard feelings about that comment and thank you of course," said Theon as he shook his hand. Fucker, I payed a shit ton for this and you still couldn't show me at least any respect.

"Yes, I have already signed the paperwork. My animation studio is your problem now," said the Sinderlo as he quickly pulled back his hand, wiping it on his suit jacket. He walked towards the elevator and took the first one going down, closing the door on an Anthro worker as he descended. "Well... thank fuck," said Theon as he looked out the window. He looked on the horizon as he saw a bright light in the distance. "What is that?" Asked Theon.