hey guy's for all the people who like my story destiney,fate,luck,and love and are waiting for chapter 4 im taking a break it's been stressing me out so im starting on hellboy! I hope you guy's will like it! please comment, send me messages PLEASE im begging you! this is the official chapter one sorry about importing chapter 1 of my first story it was a document misshape :).
WARNING: story and chapter contain language.
beep! beep! beep! beep! beep! beep! beep! my alarm clock went off really loudly in my ear as I lay in the messy bed that was nice looking when I went to sleep. I reached my hand out towards the alarm clock on the end table and start to bang it with my hand after the fifth time it still wouldn't shut up so I yanked the cored out and threw it to the ground. I sat up in bed and took my phone out from under my pillow and looked at the time 9:30 am. I jumped out of my bed and threw my phone onto the messy sheet's. I grabbed the curtains covering the window and yanked them aside revealing the gray sky and giving off some light into my dark apartment bedroom. I ran into the bathroom got a shower, bushed my teeth, brushed my hair and blow dried it, and then I put skinny jeans and a white spaghetti strap tank top and white socks and black and white converse on. I pulled my hair up in a messy bun and threw a lite black jacket on. it was time to go and see my new job.
I was riding on my scooter up to a black gate with a large beautiful white building behind it. I parked my scooter in front of the black gate. I got off the scooter and onto the black pavement. I take off my helmet letting my straight shoulder blade length, deep copper brown hair fall onto my back I set the helmet in the metal basket in front of my scooter. I pulled my hair back up into a messy bun and I walk towards a buzzer with a big golden sign above it. I was confused. " waste management services?" I say to myself. I just shrug and press a button with the number 103 above it. there was a brief buzz and a rude voice came on the intercom. " what is it?" she or he said to me very rudely. I lean towards the mic " Annabelle woods, FBI." I say in a nervous voice. " transfer from Quantico." I add, I lean back when the whole front of the speaker comes down and this giant metal camera comes out and up to my right eye. " look at the birdie, son." the voice said. it takes two pictures of my eye. I pull back and I start to rub my eye and blink it. after a couple seconds of examining my eye my picture shows up then the lock disengages and the gate opens. I get on my scooter and I drive into the unloading area ( parking lot).
I walk into the building. it was very fancy and clean, it was a nice building. I walk onto a square with a big golden seal on it. it was a giant hand with a sword in it. I stand there quietly holding two brief cases and a duffel bag under my arm looking at a man at this giant desk, in this fancy uniform. " hello, im anne..." he cut me off. " you are late. that's what you are. five minuets. " he said with an attitude. " yes, I know. im going to-" he cuts me off again, I would really like to slap the older man right now. " section 51, I know. watch your hands and elbows." he says. " pardon?" I say confused. " watch your hands and elbows." he says a little bit irritated. all of a sudden hydraulics were hissing and I was sinking into the floor. I look up and the floor closed above me. this place was huge! how can they fit this in one building. it was amazing! I hit the ground and bounce a little bit when I do and the platform powers down. I look around for a second or two and then I walk towards this golden door with these different marking's on it. I push the door open and I hear classical jazz music playing softly. " hello?" I call out. I walk forwards. this room is amazing! there were books everywhere and beautiful statues and a red rug. oh my god this was like paradise to me! and then there was this random huge fish tank on the side ' I dunno maybe there's fish in there?' I quickly think to myself still soaking in the beauty of this room! I walk forwards and then there's a voice. " turn the pages please, if you don't mind." he asked very politely. I set my bags down and I start squinting at the tank and slowly walking towards it. what was... there's this squeaking sound against the glass and not believing my eyes there was this humanoid fish guy in there, I jump a little bit and widen my eye's " oh, shit!" I yell a little bit. his webbed hand was up against the glass " please, the pages."he says gesturing the other hand to four platforms identical to each other holding different books. I was calmed down a little bit more but my heart was still beating fast. I nod slowly " ok." I say as my voice goes an octave higher. I walk to the far right one, grab the page and turn it. I do that three more times then I turn around to face him again. I was calmed down now. " thank you." he said bowing his head briefly. I grin a little bit more " not a problem." I said bowing my head briefly to. " these? your reading these?" I ask a little confused. he pushes both hands against the glass and looks behind me. I quickly turn around with my arms folded together. there was an old man with a white beard and short white hair wearing a brown suit, a dark red vest, a red tie, a white dress shirt, brown leather dress shoes, holding a cane and wearing round glasses. " four books at once, everyday... as long as im here to turn the pages." he says in somewhat of a weak raspy voice. I heard fish guy pull away from the glass because there was a squeaking sound. the old man walks towards me. " my name's broom. professor Trevor broom." he says holding out a hand, I gladly take it " sir, im anna..." there was a squeaking sound against the glass of the tank I let go of the professors hand a quickly turn around. " agent Annabelle j. woods Kansas city. '89, "j" stands for jane, mother's older sister. cut on your lip happened last night at 9:35 pm when you ran into a pole. you wonder if it will leave a scar." fish boy said, I couldn't help but smile I chuckled a little bit " how did he...?" I was interrupted by a confused voice " he? most people call him it when they first saw him?" I turn towards the professor " well... he's alive isn't he? and just because he looks different doesn't mean he can be called "it", that's disrespectful in my eye's." I say wholeheartedly, the professor had a small smile creep up on his face, and chuckled he walks towards me " you show great respect to anyone, no matter who, or what." he says gesturing to fish boy " they are." he adds. "you will fit right in my dear." he says very kindly. I briefly bow my head in respect. he walks past me towards the tank " Abraham sapien." he said Abraham swam to the side were the professor was, " discovered alive in a secret chamber of St. trinian's foundling hospital, Washington." he informs me, I walk to the tank and stand beside the professor and look at Abraham with him, " his name was taken from this little inscription stuck to the side of his tank." I look at the framed small piece of paper and read " icthyo sapiens. April 14, 1865." I say a little shocked. the professor pulled down this cylinder shaped tube. " the day that Abraham Lincoln died. hence " Abe sapien." he says grabbing these metal grabber kitchen utensil, grabbing a rotten egg and putting it into the cylinder tube. I put the back of my hand against my nose and make a couple gagging noises. " hmm, rotten eggs." professor broom says as he puts another one in the tube and closes it. " delicacy. abe loves them." he adds as he turns and walks away. I put my hand down to my side and watch as abe swims towards the rotten eggs in his tank and grab one and eat it. " how does he know so much about me?" I ask curios l at professor broom. " abe posses a unique frontal lobe. " unique." that's a word you'll hear frequently around here." professor broom says making sure I turned the right pages of the books. as abe grabs the last egg I turn around and follow him. " sir, where am I, exactly?" I ask him looking around the room briefly then back at him. professor broom turned around and I stopped in front of him " as you entered the lobby, there was an inscription. " in the absence of light, darkness prevails." I knit my eyebrows together at the inscription. " there are things that go bump in the night, agent woods, make no mistake about that, and we are the ones who bump back." he adds. we started to leave the room, I turn my head to the tank " goodbye Abraham." I say. he turns towards me, puts his hand on the glass " goodbye agent woods." and with that as are last words we walk to another room.
professor broom typed in a code to open a door. the door opens and we start to walk through a hallway with a lot of ancient relics it was really cool. " 1937, Hitler joins the Thule society, a group of germen aristocrats obsessed with the occult." he says, then another metal door opens revealing more hallway and relics. " 1938, he acquired the spear of Longinus, which pierced the side of Christ he who holds it becomes invincible hitlers power increases tenfold." I look over at a long silver blade wrapped in a white faded cloth. I look back up at professor broom and I quickly go to his side. " 1943, president Roosevelt decides to fight back. the Bureau of Paranormal Research and Defense is born. 1958, the occult war has finally come to an end with the death of Adolf Hitler." wait what? that's not correct. I stop " 1945, you mean." I hesitantly said. he stopped and turned to me. " hitler died in '45." I add, what was he going to say when I corrected him, a professor. a smile goes on his face, he chuckles " did he, now?" he says. he turns back around " oh, uh... woods this is agent clay." I walk towards a man in a suit standing formally like he's protecting the president or something. clay has black spiked up hair. what was wrong with it at the hairline? " take his lead, he'll make the introductions." professor broom adds, he reaches in his pocket and hands me two babe Ruth candy bars. ' what in the world?' I think to myself. I grab the babe Ruth's and he starts to walk away. " uh, your not coming?" I ask gesturing towards the door where clay stood guard. brooms stands still with his back towards me, " I handpicked you from a roster of over 70 academy graduates." he turns towards me " make me proud." and with that as his last words he walks off. " there not speaking." I turn towards clay who pulls this metal thing out of his pocket. " professor broom had him grounded." he turns towards the door and walks to it. I quickly run beside him " uh, grounded? who's grounded?" I ask a little scared. clay opens the door with the metal remote thing. and gears on the door start to turn and make noises. he grabs this four handle metal knob and turns it. a red alarm comes out of the wall buzzing. clay looks at me " ok, you saw the fish guy, right?" he asks me I couldn't help but a little smile form on my face. " uh, yeah. that was weird?" I lied to him, that was cool and awesome! it broke my heart to call him weird though. " yeah. right." he says like there's something even weirder behind this door, he turns and pulls the handle of the heavy metal door and opens it. he looks back at me " well, come on in. meet the rest of the family." I raise both of my eyebrows.
we both walk into a room and clay pushes a cart filled with giant metal bowls filled to the brim with food. " he gets fed six times a day. he's got a thing for cats." umm yeah I can see that there was a least a dozen cats in that room. clay stops the cart next to the table. " you'll be his nanny, his keeper, his best friend." there were TV's on my right, most of them had a video of a girl with medium-long black hair. " he never goes out unsupervised." I was confused I had to ask " who?" I say confused. he hands me a comic book. I look at it. all it was is a picture of hellboy fighting random stuff off. " I hate those comic books." I look up and widen my eyes and my mouth falls open a little bit. " they never get the eyes right." he says. I look at the comic book then back at him, " hellboy." I say in complete awe. everything was there the res skin, the giant stone hand, the six pack everything and he was just standing there smoking a cigar and lifting a weight. " he's real." I say still in shock. " yeah, 60 years old by our count, but, uh, he doesn't age like we do. think reverse dog years. he's barley out of his 20's." clay said. " what's with the hair, clay? finally got them implants, huh?" hellboy says to him. clay laughs uncomfortably and takes his hand and starts to comb his hairline with his fingers, it'll- it'll fill in." he says. " who's the squirt?" hellboy says looking at me. " agent woods is your new liaison." clay informs him, he groans and throws the weight down onto the ground " I don't want her." he says sternly. " what, you get tired of me, clay?" he adds. he lights his cigar. " the candy, give him the candy." clay whispers to me. " oh, uh, sir, I, uh... I have these for you." I say holding up the babe ruth's, he looks at me and closes the lighter, " fathers back?" he asks clay nods "mm-hmm." he mumbles. " he still angry?" hellboy asks. " well, you did break out." clay says looking down. " ah, I wanted to see her." hellboy says. " nobody's bissness." he says. " it is, you got yourself on TV again." clay says. " woods, huh? you got a first name, woods?" he asks, " try not to stare he hates it when people stare." clay whispers to me. I close my eyes, " Annabelle. uh, Annabelle woods, but just call me anne." I say. I open my eyes and look at him. he starts to walk towards me, "stare at what?!" I whisper back. " his horns he files 'em to fit in." clay whispers back. a cat meows. he grabs the babe ruth's and starts to open one. he blows smoke into my face and I slowly move my eye's up to his shaved down horns. he sighs and looks at me, " what you looking at, anne?" he says with a little attitude. I look back into his yellow eyes " uh... oh, no, no. nothing. uh, n- nothing at all." an alarm started buzzing and flashing red, a female computer voice came on the intercom, " code red." she said. hellboy looked at the flashing alarm. " hey, hey, hey. there playing our song, come on, champ" hellboy says he hits me in the stomach hard enough to make me grunt, that's because he hit me with his stone hand. " lets fight some monsters." he says, and him and clay walk out and I follow behind.
hey guys so that was chapter one im sorry it was so long, hey don't worry I will throw my own scenes in there ok! PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE REVIEW AND MESSAGE! I LOVE YOU GUYS SEE YOU CHAPTER 2!
