Chapter 1
I was this close, this close at winning. Victory was in my hands, the Eden for me and my people was breathing in my face, but they took it away from me..I wish I could turn back time and change that moment. The moment when I was defeated by my enemies.
Now I'm a prisoner. I never felt so disappointed of myself.
The prince of Elfland was surrounded by white, almost invisible walls, he had steal chains on his hands, cameras watching his every move. His mind was blank, no room for sadness and thougths.
Nuada didn't expect to end his life living in a white hole like this. There was so much light, he was afraid of it. Nuala always was the light. He was the dark one, light was disgusting to his eyes.
„He's in there for about three months. Maybe we should.." Meyers said looking at his boss.
„No, we can't do that. I won't let Washington think me weak for a second time. Others will take care of him, besides we can watch him 24/7." Manning places a pill in his mouth.
„Yeah, your right."
John was back in his post and ready for work, but he didn't expect this..This emptiness. Liz and Hellboy were peacefully living in their country house, Abe and Nuala were planning to restore the kingdom. Most of the agents returned to Washington, because everything was peaceful back here.
There was only one serious prisoner – Prince Nuada. He wasn't even that serious as John expected..Just a blank minded elf with no passion for living, or eating for that matter. If Meyers wouldn't know his story he probably would feel sorry for him.
But he didn't..
„I hate this place! Let me out! I want to be free!! I...I..Aaaaa!!!!" Nuada screamed in pain.
He had a huge steal mechanism on his hands. It was heavy and cold. Everytime Nuada did something that the watchers didn't like, or they considered it dangerous the steal mechanism would move. It starts moving and slowly injects medicine in his arms, that was necessery for keeping him quiet. Then Nuada would slowly faint and sleep for about seven hours. When he would wake up, the ceremony repeats itself..
Nuada was filled with this kind of medicine, he felt weaker with every injection.
„Aaaaaah...I hate this place..Let me go.." he said while fainting. His eyes shut, his breathing slow and mouth closed. This punishment was horrible for an elf - he was weak, vulnerable and silent.
Silence was everywhere, even the watchers behind their unbreakable glass were silent. But then..
„What is going on?" John entered the cabin were they watched Nuada.
„He's making trouble again." one of the five agents siting there said.
„Maybe we should call the doctor..He looks horrible.." John said disgusted.
„Your right. Call Helen."