Note: This is a story called Hellboy: Angels of Wrath that my sister and I collaborated in to write. Neither Mercedes or I own Hellboy or any of its characters. They all belong to Guilermo del Torro and the Dark Horse Company.

WARNING: CONTAINS EXPLICIT VIOLENCE AND GORE. THOSE UNABLE TO STOMACH VIOLENCE OR DO NOT BELIEVE IN HELL SHOULD NOT READ THE SECOND HALF OF THIS CHAPTER. THANK YOU AND PLEASE READ RESPONSIBLY.

Etain was ready for battle. She had brought Grigori Rasputin back from his plasmic state to vent her own anger at the world. Now she had to banish him to Hell if she was ever to rid herself of the guilt. She didn't even think of what Abraham would think of her.

"You do not have to do this." Cathan said as she tightened the straps on Etains armor.

"I do. I've been abusing my God-given power to hurt the innocent." She tried to smile, but her mouth wasn't used to it and it looked more like a grimace of pain. "I have to atone for the wrongs I've done."

"Rather than atone for the wrongs of your sister?" Cathan whispered softly, placing a reassuring hand on Etain's shoulder. She stared at Cathan with a stricken expression in her eyes.

"I...Cathan, I never..." Cathan smiled sadly.

"I know what you were trying to do, but there is no help for me in isolation any longer." She pushed Etain gently. "Go and save the demon's children." Etain nodded and withing the blink of an eye, she was in Elizabeth Sherman's hospital room. In the spirit dimension, no mortal could see Rasputin standing next to her bed. His hand hovered over the pregnant woman's engorged belly as tendrils of shadow ribbon and spiraled out of it to stab into her womb making her writhe in pain. Etain stepped forward as Rasputin glared at her. She gently laid her right hand on her forehead and stroked the curve of her stomach.

"Sleep, Elizabeth Sherman," She commanded in a soft voice. "And be safe." She relaxed when the tendrils dissipated and fell into a deep, healing sleep. Etain cast a time barrier over the room and faced Rasputin.

"Grigori Rasputin, I hereby revoke your demand for vengeance and i sentence you back to Hell for eternity." She intoned, unfurling her wings for added power. He smiled.

"Angel of Wrath, you cannot banish me with mere words any longer. I have become too powerful." He reached for Elizabeth as if to choke her. "If I am to go to Hell, I will not be returning alone." She could see Elizabeth's soul rising from her body and cursed. She had to do some quick thinking. Summoning all of her banishing power, she hurled her full weight at him. The last thing she saw before the portal swallowed the pair was Elizabeth's soul returning to her body as she woke with a gasp.


Etain and Rasputin tumbled head over heels into Hell, fighting and pushing at each other. Etain tried to dislodge him from her with her hard left hook, but he held on to the sides of her breastplate like a leech. Finally, she got her legs between them and kicked as hard as she could. The ties to her breastplate snapped like weathered yarn, but it got the job done. Rasputin flew off into oblivion as Etain hit the ground hard. Slowly she got to her feet. Rasputin was nowhere to be seen. A black fog tumbled and rolled, obscuring everything. She unsheathed her sword and sliced through the fog. Its holy blade cut into the fog and lit her path.

"You really screwed up this time." A voice told her. It was coming ahead of her. She almost recognized its helpful tone.

"Where did I screw up?" She asked the voice.

"You used your power for personal gain. I did that once, and look at me." She squinted through the fog but didn't see anything.

"I don't..." Then it was there, the smallest tendril of gray in the black.

"Exactly. I was like you once, fed up with mortals. Soon I started playing pranks on them. Small pranks grew more elaborate, until I was no longer a holy messenger. I turned into a demon. HE sent me here, in hopes I would learn my lesson. I wander here in a wisp, whispering false hope to the damned."

"Can you help anyone?"

"No. I can't even tell you how to get out of here. You're just going to have to wander here until you face your self-destructive behavior." The wisp hovered closer, stroking her arm. It was like a mother's comforting hand. "I don't want you to end up like me. You're going to do more good to the world than I ever did." The wisp disappeared, leaving her alone. She searched the dark, but didn't see her friendly wisp. She slashed through the darkness again. A woman was standing in her path, clutching her stomach.

"I didn't want to be a mother!" She cried, Removing her hand to reveal the bleeding head of a crying baby growing out of her stomach. Etain gasped and stumbled back. The fog rolled in to cover the grisly scene.

She stepped back more, the baby's cry still ringing in her ear, when her foot bumped into something. She turned and raised her sword to see a man wearing a suit of snakes.

"They were just cigarettes." He moaned as the snakes bit him over and over again. Etain backpedaled quickly, trying to get away. A low chuckle made her turn around and face Rasputin.

"Welcome to Hell." He said with an amused smile on her face.

"What have you done to these people?" She demanded. He threw his head back and laughed.

"I? I did nothing. They did it to themselves." He waved his hand and the fog parted. A teenage girl was being forced to drink beer bottles filled with blood while she sat at a demonic funeral pew. "Every mortal in this realm has done a grave sin to land them here. As have you." He pointed to Etain. The darkness seemed to attack her, clipping her left shoulder and slamming into her right knee. She gasped at the sudden pain and dropped her sword. The blade was swallowed by the fog. Her aching knee gave and she fell hard on it. "Your greatest fear is to fail God." He said right into her ear. Her head snapped up to see that he was right in front of her, his eyes glowing malevolently.

"Your a demon." She breathed. For the first time and emotion crossed her face. Pure fear. He smiled and gently tipped her chin up.

"Abraham..." She whispered.

"I am a devil." He whispered before shoving his left hand into her chest and seized her heart.