A/N Hello there everyone kind enough to read this! This is my first post on , and hopefully not my last… This story is about my OC Anna and her life at the B.P.R.D. I kept this chapter short so I can find out if anyone would even be interested in chapter 2, so … Please R&R!

Chapter one:

The music started around four A.M. It was a mix of hard rock, scream-o, and metal. Hellboy wanted to punch the source of this music so he could go back to sleep. But, he knew that that would never happen, so he was resigned to roll over and cover his ears. Thomas Manning was not about to give up on removing what he considered this "Noise pollution" so easily. He blocked out the florescent lights that lined the hall way with the back of his hand. This noise must end and so must her attitude towards the rules he had set up to protect, and control this institution.

When he reached the large metal door, he became aware that he wasn't the only one bothered by the noise. Agent Sherman was pounding on the metal; making the lower notes sound even louder. So to make herself audible she began talking at the door, but she seemed to believe that what she did wouldn't help.

"Anna!" She called out the moment that the song was over, and light footsteps sounded from inside and slowly the door creaked open.

"Good morning!" called a cheery voice from inside. Manning stood beside his agent and prepared to give the speech he gave at least once a week.

"Anna." He started "Turn off the music. Keep it off. Its four AM."

He was too tired and believed he had better things to do with his time to give the rest of the speech. He began trudging back to his office, where he had fallen asleep the night before. His pink slippers made small squeaking noised on the glistening floor.

From somewhere down the hall Hellboy sighed in relief, but Liz just stood there. She had been kept up all night by one thing or another, she blamed most of it on caffeine, but in truth she just had too many thoughts on her mind. Most of them where about Hellboy, some included the girl inside the door she stood in front of.

After Manning had finished speaking the door had clicked closed again, Anna obviously wanting nothing to do with her fellow agent. Liz complied and walked back towards her room, wondering absent mindedly if this time Anna would listen and keep the music off until the majority of the building was awake.