The Clash, Book One

Chapter 4: Hyperion Heights, Part A

            

I just wanted to let y'all know that we will be following along with the episodes now, and we'll be using scenes and dialogue from the show. We'll just be adding Alena and her girls into the mix. :)

I hope y'all enjoy part 4a, and I wanted to tell y'all that part 4b will be posted later tonight :)

Alena, who was a little tired, arrived at Belfry Towers after dropping off Emma and Lily at daycare. She jovially greeted the receptionist before she stepped on the elevator and rode it to the top floor.

She then made her way to her office, avoiding eye contact with Ivy as she did so. As soon as she sat down, the door to her office was opened, and Victoria walked in.

"Alena, I have your new assignment," the short-haired woman immediately announced.

"Good morning to you, too," Alena muttered before she straightened herself and questioned, "And what would that be?"

Victoria handed the blonde a file before she explained, "These are the addresses of the properties you researched yesterday. Your view on where to take those properties was on point, and I would like you to visit these properties today to have a fully informed opinion."

Alena nodded before she spoke, "I'll get right on it. I'll have my report for you by the end of the day."

"I expect nothing less," Victoria stated before she turned on her heel and headed out the door.

The blonde then rose from her desk and grabbed the folder, as well as her bag, before she made her way out the office and into the lobby.

When she stepped outside, she took the walkway around to the back of the building and into the parking lot. Though walking was more convenient, Alena decided that driving was far more practical.

She then got into her car - a modern version of her mother's yellow bug - and cranked it up.

Alena opened the folder and perused the page filled with addresses, which consisted of two warehouses, an office building, an apartment complex, and an old community center.

She took a deep breath before she closed the folder. She placed it on the passenger seat before she began driving toward one of the warehouses.

A few hours later, Alena plopped down in the driver's seat. She had just toured the last of the properties, and she was beat.

She hadn't quite anticipated the strain it would be on her to work with Victoria after learning the truth.

How was she supposed to help grow a neighborhood in a town that was cursed while still trying to find a way to bring down the woman who had a hand in casting the curse?

She ran a hand through her blonde hair and leaned her head against the head rest.

When she lifted her head up, she caught sight of flashing neon sign. While Alena had never made a habit of drinking, which was enforced by her becoming a mother, she wasn't opposed to a glass every now and then.

She shut off her car and stepped onto the sidewalk, her bag in hand. She then crossed the street and headed toward Roni's.

As she was opening the door, she couldn't help but hope that they had a good bottle of her favorite: rum.

What could she say? She was her father's daughter.

When she saw the bartender, she couldn't help but feel relieved.

"My day has been less than stellar. I'm really glad to see you, Regina."

"Do I know you?" the bartender asked, as she raised an eyebrow and crossed her arms.