A/N: This is a re-write of the original copy I published. I wasn't too happy with it so made some minor adjustments and hope it is now improved.


Soft sheets, a plump pillow and warmth. She could get used to this...wait...her eyes shot open. Where was she? She didn't recognize this immaculate room, the sound of the ticking clock or the bed she found herself in. She jerked up, then immediately lay back down, grabbing her head to stop the dizziness, she remembered what happened. She had to find a way out. After regaining some stability she opened a door and stepped out into a hallway. She looked left, then right. It was a well lit space with a few objects either side of the walkway.

"Hello?" Her voice slightly echoed with no reply. Where was everyone? She decided to go right. Her footsteps echoed until she stopped before two large doors. With a small push the door opened. Her eyes were met with a glorious room, books creating the walls, a royal red carpet, sofas, a desk dotted here and there and a peculiar looking tank filled with water on the right. She attempted to enter cautiously but her awe drew her in. She reached the centre of the room and looked up around her. "I think I've died and gone to heaven." She gasped.

"It is quite spectacular, isn't it?" She turned sharply to see a familiar figure standing in front of the tank looking feature. "Oh! I'm sorry, I didn't mean to startle you." The blue figure said.

"Where am I?" She demanded.

"You are in the Bureau for Paranormal Research and Defense. Also known as the BPRD."

"BPRD." She murmured. "I haven't heard of such a place."

"Ah, that is because according to the government we don't officially exist. I believe if the public did find out about us, well it is just easier for it to be like this," He paused as he saw her expression. "Is...something wrong?"

"Oh, forgive me." She replied after a short while. "I didn't see you very well the last time we...er...met. Now I can see you in the light you're..."

"I know." He sighed. "I am..."

"Magnificent."

"Excuse me?" She took a few steps forward to study him closer.

"I have never seen a being of your color, or anatomy." She replied. "And I have researched beings for years."

"I have been called many things, but magnificent is a first." I believe if Abe had the ability to blush, he would have gone from blue to red within an instant.

"What are you?"

"I am what they call an Icthyo Sapien."

"Icthyo? So...a fish?"

"You know your species." He nodded. "I was discovered and brought here years ago. This has been my home for as long as I remember. Although that is not my name." He bowed slightly. "Abraham Sapien or simply Abe. Whichever you desire."

"Luna Sparro." She replied. "So that's why you were able to stay in the water so long." She looked behind him. "And I take it that tank is yours?"

"As much as I enjoy socializing, I cannot stay out of water for long periods of time without aids. So I spend most of my time here. I cannot complain."

"I can't imagine you can, surrounded by such amazing things."

"Oh the books? You like to read?"

"I love to read." She smiled. "But right now I'm looking for a specific book...the book I believe you have?"

"You know about the book?"

"Of course, I've spent many years in search of it. I see you are after it as well? May I ask your reason?"

"If you shall reply with yours."

"Sure." She replied after some thought. If whoever had brought her here had negative intentions, she would have been dead by now, she knew that much was fact. She was not a woman who was comfortable with letting her guard down, but here she seemed safe.

"We collect artifacts in hope of protecting them from others who seek them. You can never be too sure of what others have in mind. We learnt of this book and although we were not too sure on Its abilities, we know is that it contains supernatural powers. We knew immediately that an artifact such as this needed to be recovered and kept safe in the right hands."

"The necromancer." She was walking in front of a book shelf and admired the books.

"Come again?"

"That's what the book is, the supernatural power it holds is one of resurrection and of immortality." She pulled a book from the shelf and flicked through it. "Yes, it can be used as a type of sorcery, there are many of them. But this one is..." She took a breath and closed her eyes. "It's the mother of all necromancy."

"It has great power then?" She looked over her shoulder at his wide eyes.

"Power you couldn't imagine." She placed the book back. "It's thought to be the first edition, as it's the first it holds the most power. It will also be very well hidden. I expect the book you have is not the one you seek, but a clue. It should have hints as to the location of the actual book itself." Abe tilted his head to the side slightly a blinked.

"You seem to know an awful lot about this artifact."

"I have researched it for some time."

"Your intentions?"

"My job is to research and recover artifices from lost worlds, ancient Egypt, the Aztec empire and such. People pay me for my services. I find the object and hand it to them for a considerable amount of money." She paused. "Therefore I am not the one who seeks it. An individual I have work for previously is interested in buying it. But is seems they do not want it for their personal collection but rather to sell it. They believe it will sell for a high price. I..." She felt her hands tingle and attempted to ignore it by shoving them into her back pockets, they glitched slightly. "I am not...entirely comfortable with this." She said through gritted teeth. The tingle climbed up her arms. "It seems to be good fate that I have ended up here. I believe the book would be better in your care than it would mine. I have not confirmed the contract with this individual thus, I do not have to agree to it. I'm willing to help you locate the book and lend you my knowledge." Abe thought for a moment.

"Intriguing." He looked at her. "Would you like to see the book we recovered Miss Sparro?" He walked to the desk and picked up the worn book. "It is quite peculiar I must say, Latin...but not such Latin I have encountered before, I can read some but not all." She stood beside him and ran her fingers over the open page.

"I thought it was only the necromancer book itself in this language, it seems even the clues are encrypted somehow." She studied it further. "Only one experienced in magic and dark arts will be granted the ability to read it in its complete form. Although it is rumored that individuals with supernatural-like powers can read some of the words, but will struggle to decode it." She looked at him. "I'm guessing you have some kind of power?"

"Psychometry and telepathy." Luna's expression told him to explain further. "I can gather information from objects and beings from touching them. I can also sense things. That is how I found the book, I felt an energy coming from it and it guided me there."

"You can read people then?"

"Sometimes, like a book, other times...it is difficult. I think it depends on how open the individual is and how conscious they are of their own thoughts." She took a conscious step away from him. He closed the book and placed it back onto the desk. "When you saved me, I saw some images from you. But they were so blurred I couldn't...quite see them. Which brings me to the question I was going to ask you. How did you save me?"

"She's a teleporter." A voice came from the doors, an older gentleman stood there, walking stick in hand. Wispy white hair and small round spectacles, professor Bruttenholm.

"H-how...did you know?" She asked worried.

"I have worked with many beings with varied abilities for years. I can understand someone's abilities most of the time after a short conversation with them. In this case I saw your hands." Abe glanced at her hands before she took them behind her back, they seemed to glitch a little. Appearing and disappearing quickly. "You struggle to control it, yes?"

"I try to not...use it, unless absolutely necessary."

"The ability to teleport is a difficult one to live with. But can be a powerful tool if taught correctly." The man took a seat on the sofa. "But you will be in safe hands here, if you choose to stay that is."

"Stay? Here?"

"I believe the professor is trying to say, you are welcome to stay here if you wish to do so. We have many beings with different abilities here. Myself, Red, Liz, all of which you will be able to meet. But you don't have to make a decision now of course."

"You managed to save Abe so you must have some control over it."

"I do have a little control...but I guess I'm worried I would hurt myself, or someone else, I become unstable with emotions."

"Abe I believe you have recently discussed a file with me about teleportation."

"Indeed, we have professor. Fascinating material to read."

"You know about it?" Luna asked.

"It is our job to know about supernatural beings and their powers. We need to know what we are up against. I'm sure you would like to learn more?"

"If I could control them better it would be useful."

"I have a proposal. You seem to have a power that we could use here, we could use you here. We could teach you how to control your power and use it safely. Abe would like to learn more about it and no doubt, more about you."

"I also do owe you a favor. You did save my life." Abe added, Luna thought for a while.

"I think I would enjoy staying here for a while. Plus, if you could help me control then, I would be very grateful."

"Fantastic." The professor smiles. "Abe, why don't you introduce this young lady to Hellboy and Liz?"