Hello people this is my 1st time writing fan fiction here so please don't flame me... Am inexperienced!

EDIT: Changed a bit so it'll make more sense. Hope this HAS improved.

DISCLAIMER: Hellboy does not belong to me!

Prologue: London, in a rural village near Cheddar, 11.01 p.m., Jan 21 2000

"Ma, I'll be going down to my friend's house for something, and I'll probably be staying overnight there tonight, so don't worry if I don't come back for tonight!" Zachary shouted from her bedroom to her mother, as she hastily packed her belongings for the night; some extra clothes, meat sandwiches, a comb and some other extras.

Having packed everything, the 19 year old teenager (though she looked like she was 16) then put on a black nylon shirt and a pair of light grey Bermudas and a red cap, strapped on a black wristwatch, before she left from the back door of the kitchen. Judging from the darkness that was forming outside, she felt that she had best go now, before….

"You sure you'll be alright? I've heard around that wolves appear round at night around this week. Last month Old Haddey's hens were poached, and they left only a few feathers behind… Want me to accompany you there?" Annabelle Thadd, her mother, asked from behind her, in the kitchen.

Zachary froze on the spot, and she turned and replied, in panic," NO! I mean, there's no need to, cause' I'm bring a flashlight too, and if I flash this at them, they'll probably just flee, don't they? Ok then I'm going out now, bye!"

She quickly slipped on her sandals and fled just incase her mother decided to follow her. However, she did not head as where she said she intended to go. Instead she headed east of her old cottage, which had belonged to her father, Joseph Lycaon.

" I best hurry lest the transformation starts up before I intend to."

Thinking about this, Zachary added speed and sprinted towards a dark, gloomy looking forest (which due, to the darkness of the night, was made spookier) and entered it from a crooked small path leading in.

Unfazed by the raven black darkness, she just slowed down (but still at a brisk walk) she fished out a torch from her bag and shone it on the path as it led her to the place she had to go to. Nothing made her retreat, not even the creepy hooting of the owls, or the occasional rustling of the trees above her. She was pretty used to this.

11.55 p.m.

Finally reaching the end of the path, she glanced up and saw the old, yet ever so stunning night scene she saw every time she arrived here. The cliff overlooked the sea, which from darkness, looked like it was connected with the dark-blue sky… However she could not continue admiring this. Zachary felt the darker sixth senses thudding in excitement, which could only mean that it was about time

Zachary lay her back on a nearby tree, stretching her arms to exersice a bit.

11.59 p.m.

She unbuckled her wristwatch, lay it beside her bag, and got ready for the transformation…

5, 4, 3, 2, 1. The wristwatch, beeping 12 a.m. cut the silence. The full moon, like a dimmed sun, rose into the sky. Her heart beat pumped faster. She closed her eyes and braced herself for the process. It was painful, yet frequent.

12.01 p.m. She turned from girl to another person of the supernatural.

Her jaws first itched, as her front fangs suddenly grew out fast. Eyes turned from dark black to a white-less yellow. Both finger and toe nails burst into claws. Black hair burst out of her beige skin, muscles formed in seconds, which caused her clothes to rip and tear apart like paper. She grew a snout. And her ears became tall, furry and sharp. Void of human emotions, her transformation was complete.

A few seconds later, an eerily echoing wolf howl spread across the surroundings of the little village in London.

So how was it? Darn normal, not so bad or great? Please comment thanks! Signing off, EgyptianAnubi