Title: Sand and Water
Chapter: A sand storm in a paradise of water
Rating: PG-13
Category: Hellboy
Pairing: Kroenen X Abe Sapien
Disclaimer: I do not own Hellboy, I make absolutely no profit from this story, and I have no intentions of claiming the characters as my own.
Summary: Kroenen, before he kills Professor Bruhenholm, bumps into a certain Abe Sapien, and become infatuated with the creature. Male to male thoughts and emotions.
Warning: Do not read if you dislike Male to Male thoughts or actions. Nothing too heavy though. Oh…I guess a little noncon, though there is nothing in the physical way to worry about.
He slipped through the building, undetected. Rasputin was going to Professor Trevor Bruhenholm's room, and he was to meet him there in a few minutes.
Dr. Kroenen had slipped into an 'odd' room, figuring he would now be reunited with Rasputin. He was mistaken though, and the Ex-Nazis SS scientist found himself looking at a large tank with what must have been a sleeping man-fish.
The creature's back was to him, and he couldn't help but feel a little intrigued by the mechanics of the tank, as well as the creature in it.
He took many steps forward, silently drawing up to the side of the tank. As he drew up a hand, slowly resting it on the tank's wall, he watched the man-fish turn around, eyes large, mouth open.
A Sapien.
"Oh! You shouldn't be here! I must alert the others!" The Sapien cried out, his voice calm, yet informative.
Dr. Kroenen could not have that happen, so he quickly ran to the ladder, reaching a Katar-like dagger into the tank, thankful of his suit and gas mask, knowing that he would be safe from any germ-ridden bacteria in the water that now splashed onto him.
His blade cut into the water, and nicked the scaly skin of the Sapien's shoulder. He then began to drag his dagger back and fourth through the water, unable to reach the Sapien as he clung to the bottom of his tank.
Both men seemed to be at a stand still. It also seemed that Dr. Kroenen was now far past curious about the Sapien, but now desired to see it better, to study it further.
He paused in his movements, watching as the blood oozed out of the Sapien and then drifted up. He removed his blade fully from the water, one of his hands resting on the top of the tank wall.
He watched as the creature gazed up at him, suddenly struck with what looked like confusion.
"You…You have ill intentions." His voice was soft, and now muffled by the open water. His voice came out somewhat better on the intercom next to the tank.
Dr. Kroenen tilted his head to the side, the creature was far past interesting. He attempted to laugh, though it was dry and raspy.
So the Sapien used a sort of telepathy to communicate? But how?
"Your hand, it sends beats, and sonar, and I can detect your emotion, and parts of thoughts." The creature's hand lifted slightly up, revealing a sort of censor in his palm. It was intriguing.
"Wh-what are you?" He asked, his voice inquisitive. This creature was so smart.
The Doctor set both his hands on the tank's top wall, then thought about his life, his past, and how he came to be. His wined up heart, his steel spine, his metal hand, and his dried up blood. These things, he shared with the creature. He figured that the creature would find out anyway, plus, if he could, he did enjoy bragging about his work as well as how he developed the skills to survive for so long. Especially if that creature were something so…Interesting.
The Sapien was silent and he watched as the creature lay there, bleeding, pressed up against the tank's bottom. The merman looked, unreadable. For the life of him, Kroenen could not tell what the Sapien was thinking, or even feeling.
"Ahhh…" The Sapien said finally, he had taken a while, so Kroenen figured he had been trying to 'read' or piece together what he had just recently shared with him.
"You-Ah--Umm---A scientist…" His voice sounded a little surprised. Kroenen had to wonder if the Sapien had ever heard his name before.
"Mentioned here and there…" He replied to Kroenen in a muttered tone.
Dr. Kroenen laughed again dryly. He then looked again at the Sapien. He took in the form, the body, the muscle structure. He wondered what it would be like to still have such a body as the Sapien's. He felt slightly jealous. That body. Such a body belonging to someone else…
"Oh…" The Sapien muttered out, knowing what the other was looking at. He tried to make a sound.
The Doctor knew what the Sapien was doing, he chose to ignore it though.
Instead, he drew his eyes over the Sapien's body, lower this time. His thoughts drew over those thighs, and how nice they would look with long cuts going up them…Leading to his…
The Sapien turned over in the water, his body curling up, yet pushed against the bottom of the tank. He was deliberately trying to hide himself from Kroenen.
Kroenen disliked this action though. He let his hand rest in the tank's water, an attempt to make the telepathy signals stronger.
In response, the Sapien tried to squirm, as if teased by the thoughts.
Dr. Kroenen began to imagine himself strapping the Sapien down, on a table, and slowly torturing him.
He thought vividly about the way he would allow his blades to dance sharply up and down that nicely formed muscular frame. He narrowed his eyes as he thought strongly about examining the Sapien from the outside in.
"Stop." The merman cried out. He seemed shaken by the thoughts, about Kroenen's cruel intentions.
Dr. Kroenen smiled though, even though he had removed his own lips long ago.
He let his hand slowly move back and fourth through the water, almost waving at him.
Kroenen began to imagine what he could do with that body in his power. While the Sapien was strapped on an old polished wooden table. He would think of sickening and perverted ways of messing with the fish man. Oh…The fun he would have doing it as well.
"Stop!" The Sapien yelled, his eyes widening further, and anger taking him over. The cut Dr. Kroenen had given to him was no longer bleeding. It was as if by the anger alone, the blood discontinued to pour. The Sapien gasped, huffing weakly from the event.
The Doctor figured that the ability the Sapien had, drained him of physical and mental power when he used it for such a while.
"Stop it…Now…" He said in a rather demanding tone.
Dr. Kroenen suddenly remember about Rasputin and that he still had to kill the Professor.
He let go of the tank and began to search around the tank. As he figured, there was a power plug for emergencies. He cut through the wire, the sparks flying for a second then laying dead.
He turned, heading for the door.
"Wait! You can't harm the Professor." The Sapien yelled.
The Doctor had paused, but only for a second, he kept walking, a foot from the door.
"You can do what you want…" He heard the other yell.
Dr. Kroenen stopped, turning to face the Sapien. Was the creature really bribing him, using himself as the actual bargaining tool?
Dr. Kroenen's head tilted, slightly interested.
"You can do what you want to me. But you have to leave the Professor alone." His voice was steady, and gentle. It sent slight shivers down Kroenen's metal spine.
"You can dissect me…" He said loudly, "Kill me, use me as research…"
Kroenen stepped back up to the tank, a hand coming up to rest on it.
The Sapien took a hint and let his hand come to rest opposite of Kroenen's.
Kroenen sent him images, disturbing, twisted images of the Sapien man and what he would do with him if he entrusted his body to him. Though the Sapien would bleed, painfully screaming from violent abusive treatment, it was not going to be from having his insides ripped out. No, it would be because Dr. Kroenen would use the Sapien as a sexual object.
The Sapien drew his hand away, looking at the Doctor.
Kroenen couldn't help but wonder what type of bond this creature had with the Professor in order to give himself up like this.
"I don't care." The Sapien said. "As long as the Professor is okay, I don't care what you do to me." The Sapien looked proud in his tank.
Dr. Kroenen gave a thought to considering it. Then he figured that he could go kill the Professor and come back and abduct the Sapien anyway.
He laughed at this harsh reality that was so possible, leaving the Sapien, who screamed and yelled for him to come back. Pleading that he would not do what he had come here to do in the first place.
End.
Began: Sat, June 20, 2:15 Am /09/
Finished: Sat, June 20, 3:29 Am /09/
-TheLustofKilling
In the dust, we fade,
In the clouds, we play,
In the sun, we run,
And in the fire, --
We burn.