A/N: Hello readers. I'm going to give you a heads up. I haven't been able to write or think straight for months because of this lovely little fic that keeps playing itself over and over in my head. This is my first attempt at a Hell Boy story. And in all honesty, the only way I will be able to finish my other fics is if I get this one out my head first. All I ask is that you don't send me flamers. It gets really old after a while and really don't want to have to report anyone. Thank you and enjoy! Sorry that this is so short, but this is just a teaser chapter.
My paws padded across the thin layer of snow that had decided to grace the earth with its presence. The further down hill I went the deeper the snow. It wasn't long until the snow came up a little bit past my chest, my black fur contrasting drastically with the crisp white snow. Even thought it was early in the year, winter had made itself known in northern New York, and I was enjoying every minute of it. I bounded forward, relishing my temporary freedom before I had to return to life in the city. It was a price I was willing to pay to keep my existence secret and my life happy. Sure, I could have always stayed in Jersey and traveled a few minutes out, but it wasn't the same in my opinion. Too much shit seemed to be happening there for my liking. Random red things flying about and what not. Nope, nothing I wanted to get my furry butt into. I had been good so far, avoiding the little things like that. A pack mate of mine pointed out that as long as I behaved myself and didn't harm a "precious human head" that the big guy wouldn't bother me. I honestly couldn't help but snort at her words. I mean really? For some odd reason I felt robbed of my rights but I shrugged it off, know that getting myself riled up would get me nowhere fast. I stopped and tilted my muzzle to the sky, letting out a low howl that echoed around me, the sound comforting to my ears. With a sigh, I lowered my head back down and loped the rest of the way to my truck, preparing myself to return to… human life.
I stood in front of my truck, my ears flicking back and forth, listening to the sounds around me, but knowing damn well no one else would be out there. Black fur receded back, revealing lightly tanned skin that was unmarred aside from the claw-like tattoos that covered my back, arms, sides, and legs. Thick black hair erupted from a human scalp and grew out all the way down to my lower back. Soon I stood as a human; naked as the day I was born, ignoring the early winter's wind. I pulled clothes from out my truck and pulled on the sweat suit and the heavy boots I had inside. I slid into my truck, closing the door firmly and turning it on, music blaring through the speakers. I looked at the clock and groaned, not liking the fact that I only had a half hour to get back to the city and be at work and dressed on time. Another sigh escaped my lips as I put my truck in drive and accelerated forward. It was going to be a long and agonizing day.