Magic Remembered Part 10 ~ Helga's Decision
by: Stargaziey
Helga stood outside the door of Kohlven Relmont's luxury suite. She knew that what she had just done was possibly one of the stupidest and the best things she had ever done. She had given Relmont exactly what he deserved, but had just sealed the demise of the Hillwood Co. and, most likely, the city itself.
Helga ran down the hall to the stairs. When she arrived in her own room, Helga threw herself on her bed and knew she had to decide on what to do. She could go back to her so-called home in New York and start a new career there OR she could go to Hillwood and do what she could to stop Relmont. In only a few minutes she knew exactly what she had to do.
"Just because I wanted to forget my past doesn't mean I want it destroyed." She said firmly to herself. Reaching for the telephone, Helga dialed the operator and said. "L'airport de Paris, s'il vous plait." *For those of you that don't speak French: Paris Airport, please.*
"Parlez vous anglais?" *Do you speak English?* "Great, when is your soonest flight to New York?" She asked. "In 3 hours? Do you have any seats available? Yes, book me for one."
Three hours later, Helga was sitting on board a plane bound for New York. 'All right,' She thought, 'I'll go to my apartment and get whatever I need. I'll put all of my other stuff in storage and then I'm going strait to Hillwood.' Helga knew she couldn't correct the mistakes of her past, but she could at least do this for her old friends.
Helga had less than two weeks before Relmont signed the contract for the purchase of the Hillwood Co. and she was going to do everything in her power to stop him.
'Relmont is going to buy the Hillwood Company over my dead body.' Helga swore to herself.
by: Stargaziey
Helga stood outside the door of Kohlven Relmont's luxury suite. She knew that what she had just done was possibly one of the stupidest and the best things she had ever done. She had given Relmont exactly what he deserved, but had just sealed the demise of the Hillwood Co. and, most likely, the city itself.
Helga ran down the hall to the stairs. When she arrived in her own room, Helga threw herself on her bed and knew she had to decide on what to do. She could go back to her so-called home in New York and start a new career there OR she could go to Hillwood and do what she could to stop Relmont. In only a few minutes she knew exactly what she had to do.
"Just because I wanted to forget my past doesn't mean I want it destroyed." She said firmly to herself. Reaching for the telephone, Helga dialed the operator and said. "L'airport de Paris, s'il vous plait." *For those of you that don't speak French: Paris Airport, please.*
"Parlez vous anglais?" *Do you speak English?* "Great, when is your soonest flight to New York?" She asked. "In 3 hours? Do you have any seats available? Yes, book me for one."
Three hours later, Helga was sitting on board a plane bound for New York. 'All right,' She thought, 'I'll go to my apartment and get whatever I need. I'll put all of my other stuff in storage and then I'm going strait to Hillwood.' Helga knew she couldn't correct the mistakes of her past, but she could at least do this for her old friends.
Helga had less than two weeks before Relmont signed the contract for the purchase of the Hillwood Co. and she was going to do everything in her power to stop him.
'Relmont is going to buy the Hillwood Company over my dead body.' Helga swore to herself.