It had only been a few minutes since Theon and the others had returned to the restaurant to find Aerlo sitting at their table, enjoying some food. He waved the group over in between bites of food. "Hey, thought you ditched me... or died," said Aerlo as he sat up in his seat.
"We don't lose so..." said Venic as she sat next to him.
"What about those other mutated Anthros that you let blow up that politician's house a while ago?" Asked Aerlo.
"Okay, first of all shut up. Second, I wasn't on the team at the time," said Venic.
"And it was a low blow," added Theon as he sat down. "But, we did want to ask you some questions."
"Yeah, sure, but um... You mind if I take my jacket off? I-I know I look weird under this from that shock wave and all but..." said Aerlo as he pulled his arms in.
"Hey, we don't have a problem with it," said Char.
"Hell, I'll probably take more off of you later tonight," said Venic with a smile.
"Not on the first date... Second when it's just us then maybe," said Aerlo as he took off his jacket and hood. He was a male Anthro horse with white fur covering almost all of his body. He had long hair of a mane that was in varying colors, similar to a rainbow. He had a snout for a mouth and nose with two blue eyes above it. He had two large ears on the top of his head with a small white horn between them. He had a long rainbow-colored tail coming from the back of his hips and he had two large wings that came out of the back of his shirt that he unfolded from under his jacket.
"Whoa..." said Venic as he took in the sight.
"Yeah, of course that shock wave did this to me," said Aerlo as he brought his wings back in. "You tend to attract the wrong kind of crowd like this. You know, the overly gay crowd. Like, their entire personality is 'I'm gay.' Yeah, I get it, it's good and all that you're proud of who you are but still at least have a personality. Of course, also looking weird like this turns others away."
"At least you're in good company though. Just look at Char over there," said Venic as he pointed at Char with his thumb. "And yeah, I get it. Just being gay doesn't define you. You just have to be who you are and can't single a personality out as one thing."
"Thank you, finally someone that gets it!" Exclaimed Aerlo. "Anyways, you said you wanted to ask me some questions?"
"Yes, we did," said Theon as he leaned forward over his food. "We're looking for someone, a psionic serial killer going by the name of the Puppeteer. Have you happened to have hear anything about him?"
"Psionic? You mean like brain power shit, right?" Asked Aerlo with a raised rainbow eyebrow and a pair of crossed arms. "Well, no, but some weird stuff happens to whoever enters the sewers. They keep saying that they've heard multiple voices arguing with each other, seeing eyes disappear around corners, and a bunch of weird stuff."
"Yeah, we've heard about that from one of the hostages we saved... Guess that's the first place to try and search," said Char after eating part of her steak.
"Da, it would be a good start," said Zeillian after taking a drink. "So, Aerlo, you have wings, can you fly?"
"Yeah, I can fly, but here's the thing. I don't want to exactly join up with you guys. I have an allergy to being shot with bullets," said Aerlo.
"Da, I understand. Just wanted to know is all," said Zeillian with a slight smile.
"Right, anyways..." said Aerlo with a heavy sigh. "Sorry, I just came here to try and drink my problems away. You see, I'm an inventor, and a lot of my inventions haven't been selling well. I need to pay for patents and all but I don't have the money for it, I have to live in a shit hole apartment since nobody else takes Anthros then I have to have a bum of a Sinderlo co‑sign on patents since I can't get one since I am an Anthro and..."
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Helix Operatives: Creation
Science FictionOn the planet Utopia there are two races that inhabit the planet. The two races, Sinderlos and Anthros, despise each other greatly. Sinderlos rule with a heavy iron fist, keeping the Anthros in poverty and under their control, some by other means. O...