The Flow Of Blood

by HaliXAlice

Helga left Hillwood at the young age of 12. Her life was then placed into a world of shadows, bringing an old friend and a new one with her. 28 She now goes back in order to protect our football headed hero from the shadows. Can she stay in them or will strange (magical for fun! X3) power bring them together again? M: For sex, murder, and cursing

2. Chapter 2 Back to Hillwood

The Flow Of Blood

Disclaimer: I own nnothing. Life sucks like that. T3T
Chapter 2: Reason with me.

Helga'sPOV /p

Phoebe looks at me her eyes dead. "What do you mean "We're going back to Hillwood." She ask me in a voice that would scare anyone, anyone but me. I know why she doesn't want to go back to Hillwood, I don't either but we have a job to do. "Phoebe you can stay here...if you want?" Phoebe was getting good at hiding her feelings, but I could tell she was terrified. With good reason she seen me kill many of our comrades, all because they didn't follow my orders. She sighed deeply. "No I'll go."

I give her a sugary sweet Lila-like smile it scared her more, but hey you would scared too if death was smiling at you.I internally snicker once I realized the name I said. Lila I haven't thought of her in years, why now? I shrugged off the thought as I waved the vanilla envelope in my hand. "This envelope has everything we need. Fake IDs, Passport, plain tickets, the motels we're starting at address, and money for the motel room and food." Phoebe now fully dressed looked at me seriously. "How long will we be staying?"

I shrugged nonchalantly. "Five or six months. We have enough money for seven years as our limit, but it maybe for some weeks at the very least." Phoebe sighed. "What are we doing in Hillwood." I leaned against a tree next to me. "We have to protect this guy from getting killed, kidnapped, or something." Phoebe crossed her arms. "Any information on who he is, or who is after him?" She asked. My facial expression serious. "All of it is in the envelope, I'll look at it on the plain."

Phoebe nodded in understanding. "Okay then." I put down the envelope to go through a duffel bag next to me. I pulled out a long jet black wig, light green contacts, and brown rim-less glasses. "We stay in the shadows." I explained to her. I then pull out a short curly brown hair wig for myself along with silver contacts.

Once again she nods in understanding. "After we get done eating we'll leave for the air airport. We'll put the contacts and wigs on now to get used to them. Everything else we'll put on at the airport." Phoebe looked up at me, I stood about 5,8, Phoebe 5,4. Her silence told me she understood. "Good."

"Once at the airport we go to the restroom to change. Phoebe look was plain, I gave her a dry chuckle she almost looked like a teenager. She had on a black shirt, navy blue jacket, with some blue jeans. I on the other hand looked like the CEO of some big stuck up company. I had on a green turtle neck, black vest, and some blue jeans too. Phoebe looked at me a ghost of a smile on her face. "Ready to go 'Leash'." I gave her the same ghost like smile. "Ready when you are 'Alice'."

"We got on our flight with ease our weapons are already in our room. Four hours into our flight it was already 11 at night,. I heard Phoebe yawn next to me. I turn with a soft smile. "Phoebe get some sleep, we'll be in Hillwood in the morning." I want her to rest. Something about that envelope was bugging me, and I need her asleep while I look at it. Phoebe nods to tierd to fight me on it, I cchuckled softly.

"Five minutes later I heard her snore gently next to me. I then took the envelope from out from my ba, but before I could. open it I started getting scared, like I really didn't want to know what was in it. I took a deep breath and turn on the light over my head. First was a sheet pf paper with a list of the guys description on it, all pretty simple.

Eyes: Emerald Green

Hair: Dark Bloine

Hight: 6,2

Wight: 198

Ethnic: Caucasian

Job: Hillwood Newspaper Journalist

Living Space: Apartment

It was going over simple stuff, I started getting bored I was going to put up the document, until one description made my heart skip a beat. My eyes went wide, the color gone from my face. I completely lost my composure composure. There it is clear as day, a bell, in black and white, right in my face, popping out at me.

A FOOTBALL SHAPED HEAD.

"No..." I thought in fear. It can't be him it's just someone else with his description.I thought to myself, befind the the page was the mans picture. I flipped the page and almost screamed in terror."No..No...NO!" whispered in complete horror. Gazing back at me was the one part of my past I needed to forget. "Arnold." I whispered my throat went dry. Life is a cruel BITCH!

End Chapter 2

Author note: I apologize my laptop is not working so I have to use my phone. So this chapter was cut short. Really I had to write this chapter three flippn' the next chapter takes place two days before Helga and Phoebe is told to go to Hillwood. It will be told from Arnold's POV. Duh!

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