Hey guys. It kills me that I have to put this in the miscellaneous superheros category, but I really appericate everybody trying to get Hellboy his own category...
Anyway I keep hearing that Hellboy fell in love with Liz at first sight. But I wanted to go into that a little more, so bare with me and PLEASE REVIEW!
thanks!
(and a way we go....!)
Building after building passed before her eyes. Acting as though they were being rebellious in the moon light. And children wondered the streets wondering why yet again there was a shiny black car heading toward the old waste factory.
A swift and sudden cold breeze entered the vehicle and made the guest in the back seat shiver violently. And a deep feeling of paranoia ran through her as she turned around to notice yet another black car hidden in the shadows with it's headlights off. She looked up and heard the loud creaking of gates opening in front of her.
The grounds were simple enough. One could say abandoned even. It was obvious the grass and yard hadn't been taken care of in several months if not even a year. The pavement was begging to be re-paved as she could feel the weight of the pot holes beneath her feet. Not to mention the lack of color...if anything there was a fence that surrounded the area contained a deep rusted crimson color...but that too was surrounded by dominate weeds.
As the car pulled up she began to question her reasoning. What exactly was she doing here anyway? But the car stopped before she could finish the answer. And two average looking gentlemen opened the door that bonded her. And she noticed out of the corner of her eye that one of those men was talking to the plastic plug in his ear mumbling something incompressible.
She crossed her arms over the rose colored sweater that suddenly wasn't keeping her warm enough when the same man walked to her and said in an expressionless tone
"Ms. Sherman? We're here..."
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
"But why?! What's the big deal anyway?" Retorted an extremely angry Hellboy as he stormed into his room with his father trailing shortly behind him.
Frankly he didn't want another member for the B.P.R.D. The idea was ridiculous in itself. He and Abe could handle things just fine by themselves. Father hadn't even told him what she was capable of. And she?! A she? That thought alone was enough to terrify him To say he didn't have experience with the opposite gender was an understatement. The fact was he had never been exposed to women. The majority of the agents were men. But those who weren't were never around him or Abe because they were thought to be easily afraid.
Fear... And that was another thing he worried about. Would she be afraid of him like most people he came across?
Yet his thoughts were interrupted when his father's pager went off stopping this own vocal thoughts. It turns out he had been talking. His father excused himself and left in a haste mumbling something...several more minutes had passed before Hellboy had realized that he hadn't heard a single word his father had said...
Somehow despite the professors warm greeting, Liz still felt like the entire place was cold and distant. The room she was suppost to call her own was a reasonable size yet the mattress (cold gray, and dull) perfectly fit the structure of the room. The walls lacked color, idea, and shape... And what do you know...she didn't even have a window.
She sighed and sat on the bed that obviously didn't want her as it let out an extremely loud squeak. But despite it's protests she continued to lye down. And forgetting she was suppost to meet her so called teammates... But that thought alone made her sicker that she felt she already was. All her thoughts became a blur as exhaustion from the days events took over her...
The darkness that confronted her was peaceful and brought the hope of sleep. But behind the beautiful rest laid a foreboding greeting from something she could not see...
*~*~*~*~*
Sunlight streamed over the empty hallway as Liz looked over her shoulder the next morning. The day seemed as though it would grow into a particular loveliness as she stepped out of her room basking in the silence that was soon disrupted by several unhappy looking people pushing bowl after bowl of pancakes toward a large metal door near the end of the hall that she hadn't noticed before. Some of them mumbled greetings and introduced themselves while others just nodded in her direction and disappeared through the door. And instead of coming back they were replaced by a tiered looking Professor Broom who suddenly looked relived when he spotted Liz
"Elizabeth my dear! So glad to see you this morning, I trust you slept well?" Liz didn't really have the heart to tell him she didn't and that she preferred to be called Liz. So instead she simply nodded and showed him a weak smile. Broom couldn't help but feel sorry for the girl she didn't have a friend in the world... Waiting on no one, searching aimlessly for a ghost.
Sometime later after the professor had so kindly introduced her to everyone she found herself back in her room. Her curiosity began to get the best of her as her mind began to explore the idea of what exactly they had been shoveling food into all day. Liz didn't want to come off noisy but she asked the professor anyway and he answered her by simply saying she would know in "due time".
She couldn't figure out what was so important that it requited so much security. In fact two guards had been standing by the door all day taking shifts changes and breaks very rarely. But Liz decided to shrug it off as she could smell something awful coming from the common room. She walked slowly, tripping over her suitcase on the way out... She didn't see the point in unpacking they probably wouldn't want her around after a while anyway... Why would they want a freak like her around anyway...?
She trusted her insinks as she followed the disgusting scent that invaded her senses. And Liz was greeted by a certain merman that she had met earlier. But only now he was enjoying his lunch and reading several Stephen Kings novels. He seemed rather surprised when he saw Liz enter the room, but treated her with eventually enthusiasm.
"Why hello Liz. How are you this fine afternoon" He exclaimed. Liz had to admit that he really friendly So she responded with her most pleasant voice.
"Not bad. Actually I was just wondering around looking... Wondering what that dreadful smell was."
He laughed pleasantly and swirled around in his tank.
"I apologize if I disturbed you with my lunch. I suppose the smell is rather annoying at first..."
She smiled and made her way over to a rather large collection of books some were large, some were small, but none of then had dust on them that's for sure. She could tell they had been read recently. And that fact kind of interested her...
They talked for quite some time. It turns out they both had a love for French literature and detested the poetry of Walt Whitman. The conversation was a friendly one and left Liz feeling rather conformable in the worn out chair she was sitting in nearby him. That is until their latest debate on the general theme of the Phantom was disrupted with a large crashing sound that forced Liz to jump directly out of her seat. Even Abe seemed a little startled, but then he looked at her as though he knew something she didn't. He just shook his head and sighed.
"There at it again..." He mumbled.
"What do you mean.?" She asked. The sound of voices yelling fiercely were interrupted through the thin walls as two very upset people not very happy with each other.
Abe put his finger to his head as though he said something he shouldn't have...
"It's nothing... Professor and HB are simply arguing again that's all. Come to think of it...they've been doing that a lot lately..."
Liz suddenly felt awkward in the room and felt as though the room itself was closing in on her. So she abruptly excused herself and kept her eyes on the floor as she nearly ran out of the room. Desperate to ignore the headache that threatened her skull.
Anyway I keep hearing that Hellboy fell in love with Liz at first sight. But I wanted to go into that a little more, so bare with me and PLEASE REVIEW!
thanks!
(and a way we go....!)
Building after building passed before her eyes. Acting as though they were being rebellious in the moon light. And children wondered the streets wondering why yet again there was a shiny black car heading toward the old waste factory.
A swift and sudden cold breeze entered the vehicle and made the guest in the back seat shiver violently. And a deep feeling of paranoia ran through her as she turned around to notice yet another black car hidden in the shadows with it's headlights off. She looked up and heard the loud creaking of gates opening in front of her.
The grounds were simple enough. One could say abandoned even. It was obvious the grass and yard hadn't been taken care of in several months if not even a year. The pavement was begging to be re-paved as she could feel the weight of the pot holes beneath her feet. Not to mention the lack of color...if anything there was a fence that surrounded the area contained a deep rusted crimson color...but that too was surrounded by dominate weeds.
As the car pulled up she began to question her reasoning. What exactly was she doing here anyway? But the car stopped before she could finish the answer. And two average looking gentlemen opened the door that bonded her. And she noticed out of the corner of her eye that one of those men was talking to the plastic plug in his ear mumbling something incompressible.
She crossed her arms over the rose colored sweater that suddenly wasn't keeping her warm enough when the same man walked to her and said in an expressionless tone
"Ms. Sherman? We're here..."
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
"But why?! What's the big deal anyway?" Retorted an extremely angry Hellboy as he stormed into his room with his father trailing shortly behind him.
Frankly he didn't want another member for the B.P.R.D. The idea was ridiculous in itself. He and Abe could handle things just fine by themselves. Father hadn't even told him what she was capable of. And she?! A she? That thought alone was enough to terrify him To say he didn't have experience with the opposite gender was an understatement. The fact was he had never been exposed to women. The majority of the agents were men. But those who weren't were never around him or Abe because they were thought to be easily afraid.
Fear... And that was another thing he worried about. Would she be afraid of him like most people he came across?
Yet his thoughts were interrupted when his father's pager went off stopping this own vocal thoughts. It turns out he had been talking. His father excused himself and left in a haste mumbling something...several more minutes had passed before Hellboy had realized that he hadn't heard a single word his father had said...
Somehow despite the professors warm greeting, Liz still felt like the entire place was cold and distant. The room she was suppost to call her own was a reasonable size yet the mattress (cold gray, and dull) perfectly fit the structure of the room. The walls lacked color, idea, and shape... And what do you know...she didn't even have a window.
She sighed and sat on the bed that obviously didn't want her as it let out an extremely loud squeak. But despite it's protests she continued to lye down. And forgetting she was suppost to meet her so called teammates... But that thought alone made her sicker that she felt she already was. All her thoughts became a blur as exhaustion from the days events took over her...
The darkness that confronted her was peaceful and brought the hope of sleep. But behind the beautiful rest laid a foreboding greeting from something she could not see...
*~*~*~*~*
Sunlight streamed over the empty hallway as Liz looked over her shoulder the next morning. The day seemed as though it would grow into a particular loveliness as she stepped out of her room basking in the silence that was soon disrupted by several unhappy looking people pushing bowl after bowl of pancakes toward a large metal door near the end of the hall that she hadn't noticed before. Some of them mumbled greetings and introduced themselves while others just nodded in her direction and disappeared through the door. And instead of coming back they were replaced by a tiered looking Professor Broom who suddenly looked relived when he spotted Liz
"Elizabeth my dear! So glad to see you this morning, I trust you slept well?" Liz didn't really have the heart to tell him she didn't and that she preferred to be called Liz. So instead she simply nodded and showed him a weak smile. Broom couldn't help but feel sorry for the girl she didn't have a friend in the world... Waiting on no one, searching aimlessly for a ghost.
Sometime later after the professor had so kindly introduced her to everyone she found herself back in her room. Her curiosity began to get the best of her as her mind began to explore the idea of what exactly they had been shoveling food into all day. Liz didn't want to come off noisy but she asked the professor anyway and he answered her by simply saying she would know in "due time".
She couldn't figure out what was so important that it requited so much security. In fact two guards had been standing by the door all day taking shifts changes and breaks very rarely. But Liz decided to shrug it off as she could smell something awful coming from the common room. She walked slowly, tripping over her suitcase on the way out... She didn't see the point in unpacking they probably wouldn't want her around after a while anyway... Why would they want a freak like her around anyway...?
She trusted her insinks as she followed the disgusting scent that invaded her senses. And Liz was greeted by a certain merman that she had met earlier. But only now he was enjoying his lunch and reading several Stephen Kings novels. He seemed rather surprised when he saw Liz enter the room, but treated her with eventually enthusiasm.
"Why hello Liz. How are you this fine afternoon" He exclaimed. Liz had to admit that he really friendly So she responded with her most pleasant voice.
"Not bad. Actually I was just wondering around looking... Wondering what that dreadful smell was."
He laughed pleasantly and swirled around in his tank.
"I apologize if I disturbed you with my lunch. I suppose the smell is rather annoying at first..."
She smiled and made her way over to a rather large collection of books some were large, some were small, but none of then had dust on them that's for sure. She could tell they had been read recently. And that fact kind of interested her...
They talked for quite some time. It turns out they both had a love for French literature and detested the poetry of Walt Whitman. The conversation was a friendly one and left Liz feeling rather conformable in the worn out chair she was sitting in nearby him. That is until their latest debate on the general theme of the Phantom was disrupted with a large crashing sound that forced Liz to jump directly out of her seat. Even Abe seemed a little startled, but then he looked at her as though he knew something she didn't. He just shook his head and sighed.
"There at it again..." He mumbled.
"What do you mean.?" She asked. The sound of voices yelling fiercely were interrupted through the thin walls as two very upset people not very happy with each other.
Abe put his finger to his head as though he said something he shouldn't have...
"It's nothing... Professor and HB are simply arguing again that's all. Come to think of it...they've been doing that a lot lately..."
Liz suddenly felt awkward in the room and felt as though the room itself was closing in on her. So she abruptly excused herself and kept her eyes on the floor as she nearly ran out of the room. Desperate to ignore the headache that threatened her skull.