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Chapter 1 Nine Year Later
Nine years has passed since the accident Avery caused. She was in a coma for a month and when she woke from it, she went to live with her grandfather on her mother's side. She hated her father for what he nearly did to her that when she learned that she could change her last name, she changed it to her mother's maiden name.
At first, confused her self at what happened, but became surprise when she learned that she had telekinetic powers and tried to move something, but it nothing. Reporters had countless times asked her what had happen. Avery refused to tell them, thinking that they'd think she was crazy or some freak.
She tried many times to use her powers, practicing but still nothing. Thinking it was just a one thing, Avery finally gave up on it. But one night, Avery was working late with a friend when a robber came in and tried to rob the store.
Avery was busy bagging a customer's groceries and stared at her friend. "Lana…" she called. Lana was reading a magazine and listening to music. Avery sighed and shouted a little louder "LANA!" she jumped and looked at Avery "What?" she asked pulling her headphones from her ears "Are you working or what? Work the blast cash register." Avery said pointing to the machine.
Lana rolled her eyes and totaled up the amount, the drawer wouldn't open "Damn thing." Lana cursed while Avery rolled her eyes and pound her fist on top the cash register. Lana stared at her and she tried to hide the smile at her friend. As the customer left, Lana stretched "I'm dead… I can't WAIT to get home." "You shouldn't say something like that." Avery told her as she tried to finish sketching her picture.
Lana pouted at her friend and looked over Avery's shoulder and whistled "Since when were you into horror stuff like that?" she asked and Avery stared at her picture. It was sketch of rows upon rows of skeletons and zombies with weapons in their hands "Um… it was a nightmare…" Avery answered "Nightmare? You draw what you dream?" Lana raised an eyebrow. Avery nodded and replied "Lately I've been having some strange dreams and nightmares… the dreams, they're déjà vu, like I went through the same thing before and it happens… but the nightmares…" Avery rubbed her arms as if it all of a sudden got cold "it would seem that they would come true… and it would be horrible… it scares me to imagine what will happen." Lana blinked at her "Creepy."
Lana looked around and moaned "When will this nightmare end?" "We still have three customers to go…" Avery replied.
The bell jingled, a man with an overcoat on walked in, he looked wildly around and Lana moaned again "Not to mention that we close in 20 minutes." Avery added as she put her sketch book away. The man walked up to the counter, Avery noted that he had his hand inside his overcoat's pocket, suspicion crossed her face. Lana put on a fake smile "Yes sir? How may we help you?"
The man looked at them and Avery narrowed her eyes, getting a good look at this man. His eyes were blood shot and darted around nervous like, his hair was messy, a few bristles dotted his chin indicating that he hadn't shave, and a strong odor rose off him.
Without warning, he whipped his hand out, producing a gun. As the man cocked the gun, a woman screamed and Lana yelped as Avery pulled her back. "No body moves and no body gets hurt." His hands jittered and he spun wildly from the customers to the workers. Avery practically felt her heart jump to her throat and feel her pulse speed up. She could tell Lana was frightened, she clung to Avery, her eyes were wide and tears threaten to spill.
He pointed the gun at Lana "You!" and she yelped in fear. "Open the cash register. And you!" he pointed to Avery "stay right where you are and don't go for the silent alarm." Lana gulped and slowly walked the short distance to the register. "Hurry up!" he yelled, sweeping his arm across the counter knocking the context all over the floor.
She pressed the button but the drawer was jammed again /Not now… oh god… why do you have to do this now you stupid piece of crap?!/ she thought wildly "What's taking so long?" he demanded "I'm s – sorry… the register… it gets jam-" a shot rang out through the convenient store, Lana fell backwards, a customer cried out.
Avery screamed as she watched the robber shoot her friend, a milk carton exploded and splattered onto a male customer, he blinked confused at the dripping liquid and turned to the cashier. Now the man pointed the gun to Avery, who continued to look down at her friend with her hands to her mouth.
"You… open the register…" his hand continued to shake. She pulled her hands away and turned to look at him, her fear disappeared and was replaced with rage.
"Did you hear me?" he demanded and Avery slammed her hands down on top the counters "You… shot… my FRIEND!" she strained each word. The lights began to flicker and the displays started to shake. The robber looked around frighten and he grabbed a customer, she cried out and trembled as he pointed the barrel to her temple "Open the damn register or I'll blow her brains out!" he squeaked.
Avery didn't move from her position, her eyes burns with unshed tears and she took long deep breaths. "I wouldn't if I were you." She growled and items fell off the display case, startling the remaining customers and the lights flickered violently. He looked into her eyes and gasped at what he saw deep in them and he stared down at the counter and watched as lines appear in the smooth counter. Frighten of the girl, he pointed the gun at her, her eyes twitched and the gun jumped out the robber's hand, it hit the wall, ricocheted, and went skidding under one of the display case.
The robber was in shock, what the hell happened? That didn't discouraged him, he pulled put a pocket knife, Avery was unfazed, she clenched her fists and felt a headache coming along, but it's nothing compare what happens next. "I'll kill you for hurting my friend." She told him and the lines cracked.
The thief's heart pounded hard when she uttered those words and then, he felt a strain on his heart. He winced, the knife fell out of his grasp, once the hostage realized that his grasp on her had falter, she got out and watched as the man placed a hand to his chest. Avery's glare darken and the tension in the heart increased, the thief let loose a painful gasp as he fell to the littered floor, his face screwed up in pain, as he let loose his last breath, he died.
Avery took a deep shaky breath, she winced and placed a hand to her head, and slid to the floor. The customers awoken from their shock and a man in his late thirties ran over to the counter and peered over to make sure the cashiers were alright. He felt the rough cracks in the counter, quite curious on how they appeared, he heard a groan and looked over the counter to see Avery rubbing her temples and wincing in pain. "Are you ok?" he asked.
She looked up at him and said "Call the police or ambulance or something." She told him, he nodded and went for the phone. Avery pushed aside the massive headache and crawled over to Lana, who the whole time was hyperventilating and staring at the bullet wound in her chest. "Oh god Lana…" she whispered and placed a hand to the wound to stop the bleeding. "I don't want to die Ry… please don't let me die…" Lana cried and Avery tried shushing her "Don't think that Lana… you'll be alright… you'll make it… an – and when this is all over, in a couple of years, we'll look back at this and laugh… I promise… please just don't think that you'll die Lana…you're my best friend." Avery's voice cracked as she told her friend all this while feeling her own tears fall.
The man appeared again, he licked his lips and said "The ambulance and police are coming, they'll be here." Avery nodded and went back to fighting the headache and reassuring her friend that she'll live through this.
Three weeks later…
Somewhere a little away from New Jersey, Hellboy was thrown through a wall by a demon like dog. He groaned at the monster "Didn't I kill one of you before?" he asked and the thing roared at him. It wasn't as ugly as Sammael that H.B. fought a while ago, it was different. It was red, with razor sharp claws, a scorpion like tail, two horns formed out of its forehead, mouth full of knife like teeth, and six blood red glowing eyes. "At least you don't smell." Hellboy added. The hellhound let loose another bellow and charged the red demon.
H.B. caught it by its muzzle, preventing it from biting into him. The hound tried twisting out of his grasp and brought a mighty paw down, Hellboy moved and it tore his jacket. "Hey! This is my favorite jacket!" he told it as he pushed it back and threw a punch at it with his right stone hand. A few teeth fell from its jaw and it glared at H.B. and brought its tail down on him. H.B. jumped out the way and the hound swung his tail at him again, this time Hellboy caught it.
The massive hound wasn't happy, it growled and tugged at its tail, nearly pulling Hellboy off his feet. He muttered a curse and dug his feet into the cement having a tug-o-war with the beast. "Abe! Where the hell is my information to kill this thing?!" he demanded in the transmitter.
Abe was looking through various books, while Liz and Myers waited for Hellboy to finish or to rescue him "Well, it's quite hard to find these kinds of creatures." "What's wrong red? Having a hard time with it?" Liz asked –Funny Liz. Just give what you got!- Hellboy's voice drifted from their transmitters. Abe stopped at a page "One good news, he's nothing like the hound of resurrection." –That's great. – came Hellboy's sarcastic tone and a thud followed and Abe chuckled.
"Watch out for his tail, it's filled with powerful venom." –Cut to the end and tell me how to kill i…- he was cut off. "Red? Red? Are you ok Red?" Liz called repeatedly "Something must have happened to his transmitter." Myers stated. Abe turned to Liz "Liz, you must go to him, the hound is vulnerable to fire." Liz nodded and ran off to help him.
Hellboy managed to swing the dog into a pillar, it cried out. H.B. dusted himself off. He turned just as the hellhound stood up, shaking dust and debris off itself "Why won't you die?" Hellboy demanded, it roared in reply and delivered a powerful kick to H.B.
He hit a pillar and slid down its cracked and dented form. "Ouch…" he muttered and felt something wet and thick land on his head, he looked up to see the hellhound's drooling maw looking down at him "Abe… Abe? ABE! Liz? Myers? Anyone?" he called into his transmitter only discovering it malfunctioning "Oh, crap."
Before the red beast could take a chomp at H.B. fire blasted it and it roared in pain. Hellboy turned to see Liz using her powers "Liz? What the hell are you doing?" he demanded "Saving your butt." She replied. They watched as the hound shakily got to its feet, bleeding with lesions appearing on its side. "Abe said it's vulnerable to fire." She told him "Oh, good. Your turn." He said placing his stone hand on her shoulder like a tag-team "Thanks Red." She said rolling her eyes.
The hound sniffed and looked puzzle at the new comer, it growled that it hurt him and charged at Liz. Hellboy stood up and watched the monster rush at them "Any time now Liz." He said a little worried.
The hellhound opened it mouth and was greeted with bluish fire. It screeched before bursting into flames. It howled as it was reduced to foul smelling ashes.
Liz and Hellboy headed for the others 'You were cutting it a little close… weren't you?" he asked her and she smiled.
Once they all were all back at the Bureau, Abe watched as Liz and Hellboy have a tender moment. He sighed sadly and went into the Library like study that used to belong to Dr. Broom. Myers was placing four new books, as Abe took off the equipment that allows him to walk around without drying out or suffocate. Myers looked at the quiet fish-man "Why so glum Abe?" he asked startling him "What?" he asked back "You seem a little down than usual." Myers answered.
Abe sighed again "It's just…" he paused gathering his thoughts. Myers waited for Abe to finish and finally broke the silence "Just?" "Just… one can get so lonely without companionship…" Myers scratched his head confused "But you have us."
Abe shook his head "That's not what I mean… someone like… how H.B. has Liz." Myers understood the psychic fish-man "Well… I'm sure there's plenty of fish in the sea for you…" Myers told Abe "no offense." He added. "None taken." Abe replied.
A while later, Abe swam in his tank reading the four books on the other side of the glass. At least reading would get his mind off the burning thought that he'd be alone with no one to love him and he to never love back in return.
Myers found Liz and Hellboy lounging in a REC room. Liz was sitting next to the red man while he was channel surfing "There is nothing on." He grumbled and finally gave up and stayed on a News channel.
"It has been three weeks since an attempted robbery at a convenient store, where three customers and two workers were held up. Unfortunately there was one causality: an 18 year old girl by the name of Lana Fox was working at the store when she was shot by the robber. She died on the way to the hospital. The police identified the robber as David Brown a drug junkie and was believed that he held up the store for some drug money.
Miraculously, the customers and other worker were unharmed, but the one of the victims was used as hostage by David and threaten the worker to open the register or he'd shoot her. Here's a recording of the victim giving her statement to the camera." The female reporter said.
"I was so scared… oh god… when… when he grabbed me and when the cashier wouldn't do what he asked… I was frightened that he would really do it…" she sniffs and wipes her tears away "but then the gun… 'jumped' out of his hand… so he pulled out a knife and the cashier… threatens him and he looked in pain when he lost his hold on me… and he died."
"When the coroners looked into it, despite that fact that he used drugs, David died of what would be a 'heart attack' but even his heart wasn't that weak from the drugs. More questioning from the other customers gave us this bizarre statement."
"When the teen was shot, the other one screamed and a milk carton just ripped apart and splashed me. The girl slipped behind the counter, I went to check on her and other one that got shot… and there were cracks in the counter surface." A man in his late thirties said.
"Like, it was very strange man. The lights were flicking and the display cases were shaking like, when there's an earthquake, but the weird thing was, I wasn't shaking and no one was panicking outside the store, man." The sun bleached haired surfer shook his head "man, when the stuff fell off the cases, I jumped thinking 'Like whoa man, there's a frickin' ghost in here!'"
"All three claimed it to be a 'supernatural force' that caused it, a supernatural expert stated that someone with telekinetic powers could be able to do such things."
This caught all three's attention and peaked Liz and Myer's interest.
"The store clerk, 19 year old Avery Logan refused to give statement on the event that happened." A video appeared with Avery and an elder man tried to avoid the reporters shoving microphones, cameras, and questions into her face "She's not interested. No comment! Leave us alone!" the old man shouted over the 'screaming' reporters. "Miss. Logan finally admitted to being telekinetic… but even then she refused to give statement and how long she'd known she was psychic… this next footage was taken this afternoon…"
This time, Avery was walking down a street and a nice neighborhood, quickly trying to escape the swarming reporters that were swarmed around her. The camera man was following from behind and the reporter was jogging next to her asking her questions "Miss! Miss! How long did you have this power?" "Were you responsible for you house 'exploding' when you were 10?" "How long have you known to have the gift?" "Are you grieving over you're friend's death?" "Did you really kill David Brown?" "Can you demonstrate your power?" "Have you really turned down an offer to talk to Oprah and David Letterman?"
Liz pitied the girl, she knew what it was like to have so many curious and highly annoying people flocking around you so they get what they want. Avery finally whirled around. Hellboy, Liz, and Myers saw a mix expression of pain and anger on her face "Leave me alone!" she screamed and the reporters were knocked back by some invisible force and the camera lens cracked "The hell?!" the camera wondered looking at it, the reporter he worked for, told him to turn it around and it shows Avery running across a street to a house. Once she was in the yard, she ran up the porch and slammed the door shut. The reporters ran to the house and two german shepherd dogs ran up to the fence and began barking at them, daring one of to come in.
Liz grabbed the remote out of Hellboy's hand and turned the t.v. off. They stayed silent for a while and Hellboy broke it first "That's what we need, someone with some kind of supernatural powers." He placed a cigar in his mouth and lit it. "I think we should get her to join the Bureau." Myers said. "Good luck with trying to convince her… the way she acted… the most she'd probably do is use her powers to put your head through a tree trunk." Hellboy said through his cigar.
"Well, I know how she feels about having all those cameras and reporters in your face asking those questions…" Liz said "and I'm with John on this, I think we should help her out."
So the next morning, Liz and Myers searched data on where Avery lived and headed there. It was almost noon when, they pulled up in front of the Logan house. Liz stepped out the van and stopped to read red angry words in the white picket fence next to a 'Beware of dogs' sign: GET OUT FREAK!
Myers stopped next to her and turned to read the words too. "I hate people who do things like this." Liz said as she slammed the door shut. The pushed the gate open and stared up at the house, it was nicely painted white and yellow, the yard was kept clean and nice, with a nice little path leading up to the porch.
The same two German shepherd dogs from the t.v. came running up to them, they stopped a foot away and started barking at the intruders causing Liz and Myers stopped. An old man came out of the house and squinted at the two "Hunter! Artemis! Come!" he ordered and the two dogs bounded for the old man, he grabbed their collars to keep them at bay. "Who are you? And what are you doing on my property?" he demanded.
Myers swallowed the lump in his throat away and answered "We're here about your…" he took a good look at the man, trying to decide if he's the girl's father or grandfather. The old man blinked his bad eyes at them and growled "About my granddaughter?" he asked. Liz and Myers stared at each other, turned back to the old man and nodded "Are you two reporters for a newspaper? Are you here to ask her questions and then twist her words around? Or are you two from the Government that wants to use my poor granddaughter as a bloody experiment so you to prod and harass her?" he demanded, contemplating if he should release the dogs and drive the two intruders off his property.
Myers and Liz stared at each other again, apparently, this man and his granddaughter have been put through lots of grief. Myers cleared his throat "Actually, we're the Bureau of Paranormal Research and Defense… I'm agent John Myers and this is Elizabeth Sherman… we saw the News last night…" and the old man snorted "And we'd like to talk about your granddaughter's powers…" Myers noticed the old man glare at him "And if you're not interested, we'll leave and never speak of this again." He added.
The old man glaze made Myers uneasy, but he finally heaved a sigh and moved to the side, indicating for the two to go on in.
They stepped into the living room and looked around at how clean it was "It's quite cozy." Liz said. The old man closed the door "Follow me." He beckoned to follow. They made their way to the spotless kitchen and the aroma of a fresh brewed pot of coffee. "Would you like some coffee?" he asked "Yes, thank you Mr. …" "Logan." He said as he took out three mugs "Where's your granddaughter?" Myers asked "Avery? Upstairs sleeping… se was up almost all night trying to control her power… she gets a headache whenever it surfaces." He explained and placed the mugs on the table.
He sat down and stared at the two "So…" Myers coughed "How long has… Avery have this power?" "Probably all her life… it came to life when she was 10… it went dormant after that." Mr. Logan explained "let me ask YOU a question… just what the hell is the Bureau of Paranormal Research and Defense do?" "We get rid of monsters and demons." Liz answered after taking a sip of her black coffee "And what do you want with my Avery?" he asked a little suspicious.
Myers cleared his throat again "We want to… recruit her." He told him. "Is this the offer you were talking about?" he demanded. Liz and Myers looked at each other, there was no turning back. "Yes." "I knew it! You find out from the News that my granddaughter has telekinesis and some sort of Government wants her!" before the two could reply they heard a tired, timid voice "Grandpa?" they turned to see Avery leaning against the doorway. Liz and Myers took her features in. Avery had long waist length black hair, her right eyes was blue while her left eyes green and brown, she five piercing in each ear, her skin was almost pale and she wore an over-sized sweater over a nightgown, arms crossed over her chest.
"Avery." Mr. Logan stood up and walked over to her "How are you feeling? You should be resting…" she brushed her long bangs out of her face and shook her head "I'm fine grandpa…" she reassured him. He nodded and headed for a cupboard. Myers stood from his seat and strolled over to her "Hi, I'm agent John Myers." He smiled at her and extended his hand.
Avery stared down at Myers' hand and looked up at him like he had the touch of death. Myers smiled died and he pulled his hand back "Don't mind her Mr. Myers, she doesn't like human contact with males… except for myself that is." Avery's grandfather told the agent. Myers went to sit back down and Avery head for the last seat. She stood by it, staring down at the table. Liz and Myers stared curiously at her and jumped a bit when the chair skid on the tiled floor, Avery sat down and the chair pushed her close to the table. Her grandfather sat a glass of chocolate milk in front of her. "You don't drink coffee?" Liz asked and Avery shook her head "Coffee has the opposite effect on me… instead of keeping me awake, it make me tired." She explained.
Hunter and Artemis bound in through the dog door in the kitchen door, Myers was afraid that they might bark at them again, but instead, they headed over Avery, which she pet and gave affections to the two of them. Artemis lay at her feet and Hunter rested his head in her lap. Mr. Logan chuckled "I swear… those two dogs have a sixth sense… they can tell when the girl is awake or coming home." He said. Avery took a sip of her milk and asked "What were you talking about that caused my grandfather to raise his voice?"
Myers and Liz explained to her what they did to her grandfather and he fumed again. "No granddaughter of mine is going to some Bureau." He told them hotly. Avery advert glaze down to Hunter who looked up at her and whine. She sigh "Grandpa… I think I should go with them…" she told him almost soft like. Everyone look at her "No, Avery…" "Grandpa… this all stressing… with all the reporters waiting outside, wanting interview us, all the threats by the bratty teens… and a few neighbors… it's bad for your heart." She brushed her bangs out of her eyes "And… I believe… that if I go to the B.P.R.D., then I can get some help with controlling my telekinesis… and not have these painful headaches." "Avery…" "Please grandpa… this is my decision…" she interrupted "I don't want to be afraid that I might hurt anyone again of destroy something I don't mean to do…" she ran her hand through her hair and gave a small laugh "Talk about déjà vu."
Avery's grandfather sighed, he knew when he was defeated "When should we leave?" she asked the two. They both looked surprised "As soon as possible." Liz said "Avery… I know that I can't make you change your mind about this… you are my only family, my daughter's daughter… and I love you very much… and…" he scratched his head "Can an old fool help his granddaughter pack?"
It was late noon by the time they had loaded all Avery's personal belonging into the back of the van. Avery wore a soft, long grey tee with the black outline of a hawk on the front, baggy blue jeans, steel-toe boots and her hair in a tight ponytail. Hunter and Artemis stared up at her, whimpering. She bent down and hugged them both "Be a good boy and girl for grandpa ok? Don't get into trouble and make sure he doesn't get stressed out." "You're giving the dogs instructions…" Mr. Logan muttered.
Avery stood up and gave her grandfather a hug "I'll miss you grandpa… I'll try to visit you when I can." She promised "I'll be looking forward to it." He told trying not to cry. Avery sniffed and wiped a tear away.
Myers slid the door shut for Avery and stared out the window at her family. He felt the engine start and as the van pulled away from the curb, she watched her family and life stay behind. There was no turning back… she was going to live a new life… so then why did she have a bad feeling that all hell is going to break loose?
Ok, that took so long. I plan to get a German shepherd dog and name a male 'Hunter' or a female 'Artemis'
