Hi everyone! This is my first Hellboy fanfic (my first fanfic at all) so please have patience with spelling mistakes and such :) Since about three thousands sequels to the feature films has already been made I thought Id concentrate on the animated ones, which means Red and Liz are not a couple and Abe is not psychic, but please give it a chance and read anyway! This fic takes place a month after "Blood and Iron". I will bring in some characters from the comics and feature films and, well, you can probably figure out which characters are mine and which are Mike Mignolas, yourselves.

And to you who haven't seen the animated movies: watch them! You won't be disappointed!

Enough blabbering, here's the fic:

The hunt had only begun. She knew that… she knew that all too well… even though the grown ups, even her own sister tried to hide it from her.

She wrapped an old dusty duvet around her in a sorry attempt to keep the cold out. There was no electricity, not even good isolation. It was too quiet. Only the howling wind and the sound of old trees creaking and rustling outside the cottage. Like they were complaining.

"Tired?" she turned her head to see her sister sitting with her arms around her legs in the window, folded like a cat waiting for a pray. "You really should get some sleep, Gabrielle" the young girl added with a slight smile.

"Why are we so quiet, Jo?" Gabrielle questioned and tilted her head slightly.

Jo bit her lip and turned her gaze back to the nothingness of the night.

"You shouldn't worry, sis… I told you we are only staying here a couple of nights! Then we can go back to auntie Carol and all our friends at the orphanage!"

"Then why were we running!?" Gabrielles voice raised and she was on the brink of tears.

Jo didn't know what to say. She'd always known that they would come to this point eventually. Gabrielle was too smart to be kept out of this. Jo pushed back her long, black, messy hair and jumped down from the window. She kneeled down to her sisters level and put her hands on her shoulders, looking her in the eye. Even if she was unsure what to say, she didn't look down. The last thing she wanted to do was upset her.

"Listen, Bri, I know we aren't in a very good shape right now, but trust me; it will be okay! I…"

"You're just saying that!" Gabrielles words made Jo shift and she looked down for a moment. She knew it was true.

"You're saying it so I will think its okay! But its not! Its not, Jo! The bad men, they are coming after us, right? They want to lock us up because were not normal!"

"Gabrielle!" Jo fixed her sisters gaze. The flickering lights from the chandeliers made her expression look even darker, panic shining in her eyes. "Bri, please! I promise! I promise you, no matter what; everything will be okay! The bad men will never catch you because I wont let them!"

"Everything okay, girls?" Two tall men came into the room. One with long white beard and horn-ribbed glasses and one younger with short, curly hair and well sculptured jaw-bones, holding another chandelier. Jo smiled and rose to her feet.

"Yes, Jack." She answered the younger man, "Gabrielle is just worried."

"Oh, she shouldn't be, with a sister like you watching over her, Joanne." the old man said and you could hear from his deep voice that he was a man with experience.

"Your very kind, mr Emmers." she replied.

The next second the four of them jumped at the sound of sirens breaking the silence.

"Precious God, their here!" Jack stuttered and disappeared into the hall.

Gabrielle had jumped up and was staring straight at the window where flashlights sent ice cold beams into the room.

"Hurry! The backdoor! Take your sister with you, Joanne!" mr Emmers shouted.

"But what about you?!" she screamed with tears in her eyes.

"We will be all right! Run! Just run!"

"Emmers!" he gave her a determined look and she knew it might be the last time she saw them. She took her sisters hand, looked at the old man one last time, then she ran.

The cold November air blowed right through their thin shirts and jackets. Twigs and branches left deep cuts in their faces. Their bare feet met muddy cold ground and they risked to fall and brake every bone in their body at each step. But they kept running. Anything was better than the raised voices coming closer and closer behind them. They were too many, too fast and too strong. The air seemed to claw the inside of their chests and they breathed heavily. Even closer now. Too close.

Joanne dragged her sister down a hill, feeling raindrops starting to fall. Even closer. They dived down behind a bush on the brink of a riverbed. Joanne pulled her sister close to her feeling her shake from the cold and the fear.

"They cant be far away!"

"Find the little freaks! NOW!"

Silent tears was streaming down Bri´s face mixing with the raindrops. Joanne sqeezed her sister tight and started to hum an old lullaby they had heard at the orphanage;

"The wolf is howling her lullaby, she tries, but she cant go to sleep…"

"Check the river! We´ll comb the whole forest if we have to!"

"...hunger is pawing her belly at night, it is cold and quiet out there…"

"I think I heard something! This way!"

Joanne took her sisters hand and dragged her along the river. Their wide trousers flapped around their feet as they run. Suddenly they stopped. Dead end. Now they had to choose between the followers and the furious water fall in front of them. Cascades of ice cold water roared over the edge, into the black nothingness. The sisters looked at each other, suddenly determined.

"...oh wolf, oh wolf, please don't you come here…"

"I see them! There they are!"

"…ill never give up my own cub…"

She squeezed her little sisters hand, shut her eyes close…

"Almost there!"

They jumped into the nothingness…

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Snow was draping the mountains of Colorado like a furry, white blanket. Well, it always did, but now, in December a few more centimetres had fallen. The evening was arriving, but not with beautiful, pink sunsets, as one may think. The clouds were covering the sun 24 hours a day. The dark blue-ish white light gave a feeling that you were not really sure where the mountains ended and the sky started.

In the middle of this ice cold nothingness you could suddenly see blinking orange and red lights, pointing out the location of a very strange building.

It was grey, and it looked like someone had carved it right out of the mountain. A huge, flat area for landing helicopters took up most of the exterior along with weird apparatus and tons of wires on the strangest places.

However, somewhere inside this building a young man with a cap and huge Harry Potter glasses, making him look like some deranged owl, rushed through endless corridors. His military green jacket was a few sizes too big and flapped around him like wings. The "owl" flew past a few agents, missing them only by inches and ignoring the angry outbursts as he made his way towards another group of agents

"`Scuse me, scuse me! Coming through!" he shouted a bit to loud. The older agents murmured something about "new guys".

The young man finally got to a pair of huge doors and slammed them open.

"Jeez, you'll never believe what's happened!"

The four people in the room jumped and turned their eyes to him, but seeing who it was they sighed and got back to playing chess or chatting.

"Let me guess… You went out of the building without getting locked out?" asked a young, pretty short girl with long, chocolate brown hair brought up in a pony tail, sarcastically.

"Ha-hah-very-funny, Liz…", he murmured, and continued; "I just found… eh…" he dug around in his pockets a while and a few odd objects and papers fell to the floor before he found what he was looking for, "…this!" he held out a piece of yellow-ish paper that looked like it had gone through seven years of misfortune.

"What's that? Your car-fine?" asked a middle-age agent with black, messy hair and a patch over one eye, making him look like a pirate. He sat in a huge sofa and was completely into an epic game of chess against another agent.

"No, Clark, look this is serious, guys!" he said desperately.

"U-huh…" murmured another young woman, decorating a Christmas tree that took up most of the space in the room, "Well, lets hear it, Sid…"

"Thanks, Kate! At least someone is listening! Ehurm… it says: "Special Agent Abe Sapien reporting to bureau…"

"Its from Abe?" Liz interrupted and stood up, realizing too late that she looked a bit too interested, "I mean… it could be important, I mean he is studying those Hungarian Enteelodonts…"

"That is why I am trying to read it…" Sidney said giving Liz an irritated look "Anyways; " The studies of these interesting creatures are a work in progress. Our latest discoveries are for example that their eggs produce a sort of liquid that shows high levels of paranormal activity. It is not on any normal levels, we have been examining a few of these eggs and it turns out this "para-liquid" has an ability to rebuild dead cell tissue. Not enough to make someone "forever young" or anything like it. It can be compared to an extremely powerful body lotion."

"So fishy is studying body lotion-eggs in Hungary… hold me back, I don't think I can take all the excitement…" the other of the older agents, sighed and rested his head in his hand.

"Bud…Waller…would you please…care…to shutup…while I'm reading?" said Sidney apparently on the brink of a nervous breakdown.

"Sorry, Sid, go on!"

"Right! Okay; "I will be returning to the bureau in a week, December 11th , and Manning is apparently expecting a full report on the life cycle of the Acid Spitting Snails from you until then (such a charming man...). I miss you all and hope Red is healing well.

Abe Sapien."

"Hey, did you say "December 11th ?" Liz suddenly asked, as her face started to change colour.

"Yeah…?"

"In a week?" she continued trying to control her voice.

"Sid, when you say "found"…" Kate started, "do you mean found it in the mailbox? Because that paper doesn't exactly look like you've just got it…"

"You see…" Sidney started, rubbing the back of his neck with one hand, "It might, just might, be so that… I got this… a few days ago… like, you know… a week, and… sort of… forgot to tell you…" his voice faded out to a whisper and he suddenly found the sealing very interesting.

Liz's ears started to turn red and her eyes gleamed orange, like she wouldn't have anything against burning Sidney Leech to ash. Though the young pyrokinetic managed to pull herself together.

"Well, December 11th happens to be today and if I didn't get you wrong Manning's expecting a full report on Spitting Snails today, right, Sid?"

In the same moment the doors opened and two very unusual men stepped into the room. One of them looked a bit like a giant, red monkey with something that looked like two corks in his forehead and one fist five times bigger than the other.

After him came an a bit smaller man that can only be described as a merman. This odd duo happened to be two of the top agents of the bureau.

"Hey, guys!" cheered the big, red man, "Look what I found!"

"Abe! You're back!" Kate beamed, happy to see her friend again, as she went to give the fish-man a hug.

"Its very nice to be home!" he said calmly, "I do hope you got my letter?"

"Yes, after a few… complications…" Kate said giving Sidney the evil eye.

"Abe, I've missed you!" Liz smiled and put her arms around him, suddenly realizing that the tone of her voice could be… seriously misunderstood. She felt that her cheeks were burning and she let him go quickly.

"I've missed you too, Liz." the merman answered, a bit perplexed.

"Well your not gettin any hugs from me!" agent Clark chuckled and shook Abes hand.

"As I said its nice to be back. Studying Enteelodonts is interesting, but… tiring. They are not particularly friendly creatures. So you're back on your feet, Hellboy."

"Yeah, takes pretty much to make me invalid." He demon grinned, "But that Hecate-godess-thing was really going for it…"

"Big circus family reunion, I see…" a bitter voice said and seven pairs eyes turned to the doors. Off course it was the ever-bitter, half-bald Thomas Manning, as always carrying a cup of coffee and a folder. If you searched half the galaxy you would never find a man with better experiences of driving people mad, than him.

"Well I better… go write some reports…" Sidney murmured and was halfway through the doors when he got stopped.

"Just a minute, kid! There's someone I want you to meet, all of you. It would seem we have a new recruit to the freak show…"

"Oh, right! I almost forgot that! Was it today he is coming?" Kate said.

"Uh-huh… his name is… Kra... Kraut… something… Whatever! He can make the introductions! Just… don't stare, he's kind of weird… not that that will be a problem around here…"

Hellboy started to say something, but Abe soon realized it was nothing you wanted to hear in a civilized conversation, so the demon was silenced by an elbow in his ribs.

The merman got a blaming look as a least to say unusual man stepped through the doors…

At the same time in a place unknown to most people, a stormy beach where the wind howled and threw strange echoes and furious, black waves crashed in over rocky and cold land, a lonely man sat on a high rock absent-mindedly watching the troubled, endless sea.

The wind blew through his leather-jacket and made his curly hair stand in every direction. But he was not bothered by the cold, no, he had lived far too long, experienced far too much pain and despair to be concerned of getting cold.

Suddenly, seemingly out of nowhere, came another figure wandering along the beach and sat down beside the young man to watch the dark sky. It was a young woman.

Though it was clear she wasn't from the normal human raze. Not at all.

For starters, her ears were pointy. She had made no trouble hiding them.

Her hair was cut in a short boy-style and stood up in every direction. This made her look very mature, yet curios and rather boy-ish. She was very beautiful. Her skin was very pale, like marble, and had little cracks here and there. The contrast between her black lips, the bright red almost venomous colour on her hair and the ice cold blue eyes made her look rather terrifying. In fact, looking into her eyes would make anyone's blood freeze.

But the young man was used to her ice cold appearance. She didn't scare him anymore.

"You are late…" the young man said without taking his gaze from the ocean.

"I am truly sorry…" she answered with no trace of regret in her snakelike voice.

"I thought elves were very punctual…" he said smiling, still not turning his head.

She let out a hissing chuckle that still made the young man jump a bit.

"Mr Silverfox, you should know me better than thinking of me as an elf…"

"Why, you are an elf, Amara!"

"Pff! My kind pities the humans too much for my taste… I don't hate them, I am friend with you, for example, but they must learn the boundaries. I don't really hate elves either, but those Silverlances… they are such a bunch of bleeding hearted weaklings! Especially that worm King Balor!"

"Now, now, my friend! Let's not make this a time for cross words! I am here to ask you for a favour. We have just located the young girl…"

"The Devaux-girl?" Amara interrupted.

"Yes!" he smiled "We have found Lucy!"

At this remark Amara threw her head back in a hissing laughter that sounded a bit too sinister for Silverfox's liking.

"Oh! This is too sweet to be true! A family reunion! And it is a shame little Lucy will have to be brought by force…"

Yep, that was the first chapter! Things will get its explanation later! And, yes, there is something going on between Abe and Liz :) I felt it was such a shame they didn't pick that thread up again in "Blood and Iron". I'm pretty weird in the fact that I like the HB/Liz pairing in the features and the Abe/Liz pairing in the animated ones… :P The wolf-lullaby is actually a Swedish song and I translated it as well as I could. Oh, and the name Devaux is pronounced Devo. This is not a masterpiece, but please review! It would mean soooo much! :)

Thankyou! – Stormie95