OK here it is people the sequel to "Taking from the Top" please read and review!!!
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What she didn't know was that he was watching her. Letting his eyes move with her body in the same fashion in which she walked. Everyone knew she had blossomed within the last several weeks, there was surly no question about that. But he still felt as though he knew something else about her that nobody else knew. Like they were connected through something he didn't quite understand...and he kind of liked that.
And yet still there was something about her that was mysterious in it's own way. She often kept to herself but during those unlikely moments when he could catch her off guard...it was just the kind of reason he continued to keep his conscience about him. He realized it sounded corny but it was true...she was the reason he kept fighting.
She stopped suddenly in her hasty walk down the street and slowly turned her head. A shimmer of paranoia sparkled in her eye and he was beginning to wonder if those instincts of hers had been acting up again...but when three street children appeared from the corner behind her he realized he was incorrect. She stayed with them for a brief glimpse of time before continuing her frantic journey down the side walk. He wasn't sure where she was going but he was certain he wanted to follow her.
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She scolded herself for even suspecting such a thing. He wouldn't possibly be thinking of trailing me now would he? She asked herself the question, and she had even thought she heard something behind her so she paused for a moment (even doing so much as looking on the roofs of buildings)
on the way to her destination in hopes of getting the chance to yell at him...but Jose and his brothers coming by had kept her mouth shut. But they also helped her decide that she was simply being paranoid. And after exchanging greeting with her youthful friends she continued on her way, just hoping to make it before the sunset...And when she reached the City Park she felt instantly revived at the slight in front of her:
Several children were waiting in line to experience the thrill of the rusted metal slide that had probably been on the earth longer than they had. Parents sat patiently on wooden benches chatting about the weather and such. Younger adults jogged with dogs or had conversations with themselves on cell phones, and sounds of the local high school's cheerleaders lingered in the distance as they prepared themselves for the big championship competition that would be taking place that week... It like a beautiful painting of some kind. One that she felt privileged to be a part of.
Yet she felt herself surprised by people nodding and saying hello in her direction. It was hard to believe that she was really blending in with normal citizens of the city, but it really seemed like it was happening. She wasn't sure at first, but when a small child that couldn't have been more than five or six stepped up to her and smiled she felt sure it wasn't just because she was one of the 'freaks.' The little girl was right in her path so it made her stop abruptly but she really was a sweet little thing but she didn't get a chance to examine her long before a similar looking women came over and carried the child way scolding her for running off.
She continued down the path until she reached the dirt road that proceeded into the woods. She slowed her pace to really enjoy the wonder around her. Birds sung respectful toons to the oncoming winter, and the small river she had been looking at was nearly frozen over...she bent down and noticed a left over leaf from fall stuck between the icy water and the flow of the rest of the river. She placed her hand on it feeling the addiction of sympathy growing in her heart for it and created a small blue flame that was enough to melt the ice and set it free...she got out her camera from the small purse she cherished and took picture after picture of the ever growing darkness that surrounded the woods...
The sun really had left the sky and on her way back she noticed that not a single soul lingered on the playground. And the despite the fire boiling constantly boiling in her veins she felt herself shivering. It really was getting cold out, and by making that conclusion she decided to retreat back to the compound to see what kind of memories her film would bring up. She only had just left the playground when she heard a distinct sound coming from the woods she had just left behind her. She shrugged it off assuming it was nothing but the wind, and kept walking towards the main gate... But a little further on she heard a particular cracking sound that appeared to be coming from right behind her.
She knew she just wasn't hearing things now. So she dropped her camera in an effort to prepare herself for an intruders from attacking. Yet the sound of a very loud thump and the vision of a very large tree limb falling in front of her concluded that Hellboy had once again been following her.
Yet there was another just watching...and waiting.
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Hellboy couldn't believe how upset Liz had been with him for watching her. I was just keeping an eye on her! He thought to himself. She was after all a young, pretty, girl in a ruff city that had jerks of all sorts crawling around in it. And she almost always stayed out after dark...you never know what can happen! But no...she accuses me of spying on her.
"What's her problem anyway!" He screamed to no one in particular as he entered his room.
"Well maybe you are." Said an edgy, yet calm voice from the corner of the room.
"Father..." He said not bothering to turn around. For he knew what kind of lecture he was about to endure. But he was surprised to discover that he had earned no such thing. Actually his father made his way though the realm of cats and tapped his son lightly on the back shaking his head slightly and laughing with a wry smile.
Hellboy turned around and hung his head in frustration. His father only continued to laugh further.
"I'm sorry" he proclaimed. Yet his grin didn't possess the slightest hint of remorse. In fact it only enraged Hellboy further. He sighed and stomped over to his bed like a pouting child.
He father quit his teasing and found and chair and joined him near his side. They sat in silence for a short time before he decided to break it first by clearing his throat then suggesting... "She is perfectly capable of taking care of herself you know."
Why does everyone keep telling me that? He thought, Liz was certainly powerful yet she lacked experience, she was after all only three months new to the Bureau and she was simply trying to run before she could walk. It was obvious she wanted independence yet she had a knack for getting herself in trouble. She had proved that several times over....so what was the big deal if he wanted to keep an eye on her. It wasn't like it would hurt or anything?!
"You have to give her some space...I know Liz technically 'new' here but she is a young women with an agenda of her own. You can't possibly be upset with her for that can you?"
"No! You know that's not it." Stormed Hellboy as he raised himself from his bed.
"Then what is it?" Asked his father right behind him.
"I just... I have a really terrible feeling that something bad is about to happen to her. I don't want..."
"So you spy on her." Said Broom attempting to finish his sentence.
"No!" He yelled.
Broom shook his head in an effort to clear in oncoming headache. He felt as though he was being referee to two children in a foolish game. But in a way he supposed he really was...he just hoped Abe had better luck trying to keep the peace than he did.
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What she didn't know was that he was watching her. Letting his eyes move with her body in the same fashion in which she walked. Everyone knew she had blossomed within the last several weeks, there was surly no question about that. But he still felt as though he knew something else about her that nobody else knew. Like they were connected through something he didn't quite understand...and he kind of liked that.
And yet still there was something about her that was mysterious in it's own way. She often kept to herself but during those unlikely moments when he could catch her off guard...it was just the kind of reason he continued to keep his conscience about him. He realized it sounded corny but it was true...she was the reason he kept fighting.
She stopped suddenly in her hasty walk down the street and slowly turned her head. A shimmer of paranoia sparkled in her eye and he was beginning to wonder if those instincts of hers had been acting up again...but when three street children appeared from the corner behind her he realized he was incorrect. She stayed with them for a brief glimpse of time before continuing her frantic journey down the side walk. He wasn't sure where she was going but he was certain he wanted to follow her.
*~*~*~*~*
She scolded herself for even suspecting such a thing. He wouldn't possibly be thinking of trailing me now would he? She asked herself the question, and she had even thought she heard something behind her so she paused for a moment (even doing so much as looking on the roofs of buildings)
on the way to her destination in hopes of getting the chance to yell at him...but Jose and his brothers coming by had kept her mouth shut. But they also helped her decide that she was simply being paranoid. And after exchanging greeting with her youthful friends she continued on her way, just hoping to make it before the sunset...And when she reached the City Park she felt instantly revived at the slight in front of her:
Several children were waiting in line to experience the thrill of the rusted metal slide that had probably been on the earth longer than they had. Parents sat patiently on wooden benches chatting about the weather and such. Younger adults jogged with dogs or had conversations with themselves on cell phones, and sounds of the local high school's cheerleaders lingered in the distance as they prepared themselves for the big championship competition that would be taking place that week... It like a beautiful painting of some kind. One that she felt privileged to be a part of.
Yet she felt herself surprised by people nodding and saying hello in her direction. It was hard to believe that she was really blending in with normal citizens of the city, but it really seemed like it was happening. She wasn't sure at first, but when a small child that couldn't have been more than five or six stepped up to her and smiled she felt sure it wasn't just because she was one of the 'freaks.' The little girl was right in her path so it made her stop abruptly but she really was a sweet little thing but she didn't get a chance to examine her long before a similar looking women came over and carried the child way scolding her for running off.
She continued down the path until she reached the dirt road that proceeded into the woods. She slowed her pace to really enjoy the wonder around her. Birds sung respectful toons to the oncoming winter, and the small river she had been looking at was nearly frozen over...she bent down and noticed a left over leaf from fall stuck between the icy water and the flow of the rest of the river. She placed her hand on it feeling the addiction of sympathy growing in her heart for it and created a small blue flame that was enough to melt the ice and set it free...she got out her camera from the small purse she cherished and took picture after picture of the ever growing darkness that surrounded the woods...
The sun really had left the sky and on her way back she noticed that not a single soul lingered on the playground. And the despite the fire boiling constantly boiling in her veins she felt herself shivering. It really was getting cold out, and by making that conclusion she decided to retreat back to the compound to see what kind of memories her film would bring up. She only had just left the playground when she heard a distinct sound coming from the woods she had just left behind her. She shrugged it off assuming it was nothing but the wind, and kept walking towards the main gate... But a little further on she heard a particular cracking sound that appeared to be coming from right behind her.
She knew she just wasn't hearing things now. So she dropped her camera in an effort to prepare herself for an intruders from attacking. Yet the sound of a very loud thump and the vision of a very large tree limb falling in front of her concluded that Hellboy had once again been following her.
Yet there was another just watching...and waiting.
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Hellboy couldn't believe how upset Liz had been with him for watching her. I was just keeping an eye on her! He thought to himself. She was after all a young, pretty, girl in a ruff city that had jerks of all sorts crawling around in it. And she almost always stayed out after dark...you never know what can happen! But no...she accuses me of spying on her.
"What's her problem anyway!" He screamed to no one in particular as he entered his room.
"Well maybe you are." Said an edgy, yet calm voice from the corner of the room.
"Father..." He said not bothering to turn around. For he knew what kind of lecture he was about to endure. But he was surprised to discover that he had earned no such thing. Actually his father made his way though the realm of cats and tapped his son lightly on the back shaking his head slightly and laughing with a wry smile.
Hellboy turned around and hung his head in frustration. His father only continued to laugh further.
"I'm sorry" he proclaimed. Yet his grin didn't possess the slightest hint of remorse. In fact it only enraged Hellboy further. He sighed and stomped over to his bed like a pouting child.
He father quit his teasing and found and chair and joined him near his side. They sat in silence for a short time before he decided to break it first by clearing his throat then suggesting... "She is perfectly capable of taking care of herself you know."
Why does everyone keep telling me that? He thought, Liz was certainly powerful yet she lacked experience, she was after all only three months new to the Bureau and she was simply trying to run before she could walk. It was obvious she wanted independence yet she had a knack for getting herself in trouble. She had proved that several times over....so what was the big deal if he wanted to keep an eye on her. It wasn't like it would hurt or anything?!
"You have to give her some space...I know Liz technically 'new' here but she is a young women with an agenda of her own. You can't possibly be upset with her for that can you?"
"No! You know that's not it." Stormed Hellboy as he raised himself from his bed.
"Then what is it?" Asked his father right behind him.
"I just... I have a really terrible feeling that something bad is about to happen to her. I don't want..."
"So you spy on her." Said Broom attempting to finish his sentence.
"No!" He yelled.
Broom shook his head in an effort to clear in oncoming headache. He felt as though he was being referee to two children in a foolish game. But in a way he supposed he really was...he just hoped Abe had better luck trying to keep the peace than he did.