I do not own Hellboy (This is Antheia writing)
Antheia arrived to the doors of the Library, It room was Huge, one wall was entirely a tank of water, and the rest of books from floor to ceiling. The floor was a deep wine red, and Abe and Nuala were seated on a pair of cushy looking chairs. "Have a seat Antheia," Abe offered her a chair and handed her a thick pad of paper and a mechanical pencil.
"Now we're going to ask you a few questions, and you just answer the best you can, okay?" Nuala explained, picking up her own pad of paper to write down Antheia's story. The Nymph nodded, "Wonderful, Now can you tell us who brought you to America?"
Antheia scribbled on the pad, "I don't know, A bunch of men raided the orchard and several of my sisters were taken along with me, They spoke with different accents, one of them sounded like the robot man from before."
Nuala read the reply, "Dr. Krauss. You mean?" the nymph nodded. Abe recorded these facts, "How many of your sisters were taken with you?"
"Ten of us all together, but I'm not sure how many made the trip" Antheia's face was grim, around her the potted plants wilted slightly. "Don't worry Antheia, We're going to find the people who kidnapped you, can you tell us how you escaped?" Nuala grasped her hand lightly, Antheia nodded and scribbled down her answer.
"Someone freed me, it was night and suddenly I heard yelling outside my crate, next thing I know a man has opened my box and pulls me out telling me to run. I didn't get a good look at him , but I started running and one of the men slashed me in the back with something, It started bleeding but it's fine now."
Nuala read this and nodded, "you have been very helpful, but do you think you could lead Abraham and Hellboy to the dock where you escaped?" Nuala asked hesitantly. Antheia nodded furiously. Nuala smile kindly, "brilliant, now if you will follow Abraham, we will see to that cut of yours"
Antheia followed at Abe's heels to the infirmary, A busy looking young woman in a lab coat, "Hello Agent, what can I do for you?"
"Hello Amelia, I have some work to do, but could you patch up a cut on Antheia's back?" Abe pushed the suddenly shy nymph in front of him, "Certainly, Come with me dear." She was led to a large metal bed with a thin sheet of paper over it. "Just hop up here." Amelia patted the table.
Antheia lifted her thin form onto the table as the doctor rummaged through the white cabinets, "Now I'm just going to unzip the back of your dress, she stated, sliding the zipper down as Antheia held the front over her bust, "Oh, you've got quite a few splinters and scrapes back here, you're lucky that cut hasn't gotten infected, one moment." Amelia handed her a folded up hand towel, "Just bite into this if it hurts."
Amelia reached for a par of tweezers and quickly extracted a good sized sliver of wood from her skin, making Antheia yelp and nearly loose her grip on the dress, "sorry" this process continued until all the splinters where gone and Amelia poured a strong smelling liquid into a pad of gauze, "here comes the fun part, just try not to lash out."
Antheia squealed as the sting of the alcohol cleaned her wounds, 'Damn it to the fires of Hades!' she thought, biting harder until all the scrapes and cuts were clean and a series of bandages were taped to her back.
"There, good as new" Amelia zipped back up the dress and allowed the Nymph off the table. Abe entered the infirmary, "All patched up?"
"Yep" Amelia confirmed, putting away the medical supplies, "just try not to agitate the stiches." Antheia looked confused and scribbled into here notebook, "I got stiches?"
"That's the power of modern medicine, plus I thought I would be better not to tell you that I was sewing your skin." Amelia shooed them both out the door. "Well Manning wants us to brief you on the investigation to night. You're are going to be leading us to the dock where you escaped, we might be able to find some clues as to who brought you here and where they are." Abe explained on the way to a large conference room with glass walls.
"And where my sisters are?"Antheia pressed in Greek, "Of course." Abe said, though he wasn't entirely sure what fate had befallen Antheia's kinsmen or if they were still alive.
The Day passed slowly in Antheia's mind, so used to flitting about outside, now she was not allow outside the building, soon dusk fell and Red, Abraham and Antheia piled into the garbage truck.
They had confirmed that it was a dock on the east side, and there were several fishing boats. "Okay, you sure you know where you're taking us." Red asked as they wondered down an empty alley. Antheia nodded and set off toward the sea.