AN: I have some concern that I didn't make Ruby's age clear. She physically looks somewhere between 18-20. She just acts very childish.

Disclaimer: Well, here you go. Seven chapters and the only disclaimer. I wouldn't hold my breath for another one since I always forget to put these in. I don't own Hellboy or any of it's related material.

Munich, Germany-April 17, 1941

She had finally arrived in Germany. Friends of her family had told her that this was a place where dreams could come true. The new America, but in Europe was what they had told her. If she wanted to be the best in Europe and the world, this was the place to do it. Her brother had worked so hard to bring her there, even when she told him to stop he wouldn't. He wanted her to follow her heart, she needed to do this for him. If not for herself, then for him. They were all they had left and now she was all alone for the first time in her life and in a strange new world.

The young woman pushed back a single strand of curly brunette hair and began to walk down the long train depot. Her single suitcase was filled with all the clothes she had, thus it was incredibly light. She was scared, the women here looked at her with distaste. She felt like an animal on display. Her light dishwater brown skirt and dirt brown coat were nothing compared to the exquisite looking women in their fancy black fur coats and fancy shoes. She looked down at her own low heel brown shoes. It was the first time in her life she had ever felt less than.

In Sweden she knew her family was poor, but she had never actually felt poor. Her mother and father had seen to it that their youngest daughter never thought she was less of a person because her family had little money and after they died, her brother did the same. Now walking down the docking area with her tiny suitcase, she felt like so little a person. She felt like nothing.

The wind started to blow mercifully around her ankles. Already she missed her brother and their little home in the country. She wanted to go home now. Reluctantly, she held back her tears. She couldn't show her fear and sadness here. She never could let them see her weakness, she made a promise to herself right there that she would never cry in Germany. Not unless she was completely alone.

"Excuse me miss, do you have the time?"

That was the first time she saw him.

Stockholm, Sweden-March 2, 2005

Liz pulled her coat tighter around her thin frame. Hellboy and Abe weren't kidding when they said to make sure you have a really warm coat. Sweden felt like Hell would if it had froze over. She turned around to see the hulking frame of Hellboy right behind her. He placed a gentle hand on her shoulder.

"So we have to stay in some creepy abandoned church until some monster shows up? Sounds fun", Liz's voice was dripping with sarcasm.

"Hey we've been thru worse", he pulled a cigarette from his jacket pocket and offered it to Liz.

"Thanks," she lit the cigarette with a single slender finger.

Hellboy said nothing as he lit up his own cigarette. Instead he looked towards the direction of the plane. Abe was helping the rainbow colored Ruby get down from the plane. Hellboy looked clearly irritated. Liz noticed this.

"She only did because she was scared", she took a drag on the cigarette and let the smoke encircle her head, "I mean it's not like you broke any bones."

"Hmmff", he blew out a puff of smoke, "I just don't trust her."

"Well, I guess a bruised ego will do that to you," Liz pulled her coat tighter around her and walked towards where Kate was standing with the others, cigarette dangling from her pink lips.

Hellboy said nothing as he followed her. His hands furiously digging inside his coat pockets while a steady stream of smoke rose from his cigarette.

Ruby didn't seemed as bothered from the cold weather as everyone else was. She only had zipped up her jacket and stood nonchalantly in the freezing weather as if it was only 60 degrees instead of 60 below. Her white hair blew softly in the wind. Kate gathered everyone together in front of the old iron gates of the church.

The grey stones had long lost their luster. Stained glass had shattered nearly everywhere, leaving only the occasional head or halo in certain empty window panes. Perhaps, long ago, a high steeple could be seen for miles. Now all that was left was crumbling brick and mortar. The bell had fallen and broke long ago. The church had once been a place of holy worship. Now it was nothing but a heap of crumbling stone and falling wood.

They all walked thru the haunting iron gates.

AN: Sorry this took so long to get up. I've been busy trying with work and getting into college.I'll try to have the next chapter up ALOT sooner than this one. :) :)