damn these take forever to get out. I'm sorry I'm so behind! But enjoy. And if you aint reading the Hell on Earth series... OH MY GOD GET ON THE WAGON ITS KICK ASS!


I should explain how we ended up here in Texas, land of sudden volcanoes and wandering teens, shouldn't I?

Well here you go-

"This is a changing world... and man is an adaptable animal." the short chubby UN lackey with glasses explained, standing in front of the monitors as Abe, Kate, Johann, Devon and I sat listening.

I wasn't listening much, I got the gist of things from the pictures playing behind him. A group of dejected young people where sitting in a freight train car. Kids today figured why study to become scientists, lawyers, or politicians when the whole world was going to hell around them. That was something I could relate to.

"What the hell is this? A sociology class?" Abe questioned sarcasticly from beside me.

The UN man looked tiredly at him, from what you could see of his face in the darkened room. "No, Agent Sapien." he grumbled out. "They're all following... her." A picture of a girl appeared on the screen. "She's become some sort of legend among these Bedouins." She had long dyed pink hair, piercings, and a dark hoodie... my kind of kid.

"She appears to have some sort of second sight." the UN guy continued.

Devon spoke up next to Kate. "Cute, for a legend." he said. "Do we know her name?"

"Yes. These are found written all around Texas." a picture showing, FENIX SAW THIS COMING, popped up. "and are they all misspelled?" Devon grunted.

I snorted. "Really? You're concerned about the spelling..." Beside me Abe smirked approvingly.

"Yes, apparently she spells it with a f and no o." the UN guy said, paying my sarcasm no mind.

Movement caught my attention as Dr O'Donnell walked in hands clasped together, wide eyed and staring at the images on the screen.

"Ah, Professor O'Donnell. What can we help you with?" The UN guy asked. When he said nothing the man cocked his head curiously. "Professor?"

O'Donnell pointed an accusing finger at him. "You don't know what's going on in Texas." he shot.

"Umm, actually I do. That's what I've been-"

He turned to us hands raised. "Its all happened before." he said eyes even wider. "And now it's happening again." At this my curiosity was indeed peaked. I'd heard many stories over the years about monsters and ghastly beings from the after days of the golden city.

"Hyperborea, that really happened. You know that. Back before the secrets of the universe were secret. They knew everything."

I knew about that, my Father told me about them that night in Ireland. '...Our people are from Hyperborea...' I remembered his voice so clear. '...followers of Hecca-Emen-Ra...'

O'Donnell's voice cut through his. "It didn't last..." he said lowly. "The knowledge, and all that power- so much, and they thought paradise couldn't crumble away- would never- but it did. You know that story. You've heard it already. But you haven't heard them all."

Tell me about it. I thought bitterly.

"The Ogdru Hem, they were imprisoned, some of them here on earth. Some of their brethren, their spirits, were trapped without any form at all. Without the Hyperboreans to keep them away, those ghost creatures started to break through-"

My brow creased with thought. That's exactly like what Ben had said...

"They didn't try to hide. They found new homes in the beasts of the earth. The Hyperboreans were powerful. I said that. And some priests survived the fall, remained to send the Ogdru Hem away again... because they knew what was coming."

The human race was coming. I thought. And then of coarse there was the 'vampires' that survived as well, who would eventually harvest those humans for nourishment. The filthy blood suckers which I shared a blood line with...

"New homes for the phantoms to hide in, better homes for the resurrections of the progeny of the Ogdru-Jahd. That's what the next race of men could be. A young race still weak, like children. And like children, curious, and clever, and malleable. Who would shape them? A new world, a world without watchers,"

Watchers. Yeah like they ever did any good. Dear old dad, one of the leaders of a band of 200. Now considered no more then mere Demons. Sick twisted beings that deserved to be punished, burned in hell for all they've done.

"Are you Ok?" Abe's whispered voice said through my dark thoughts. I snapped too. "Wha—yeah, just spaced out."

He gave me a small half smiled before returning to the Professors speech.

"Who would raise these children to take control? And control of what? The priests strong I said that. They weren't going to live forever, thought. They were fading. There were some things, and they knew this, some things that could be around for as long as there was a world. Like the mysterious Vril energy."

I'd heard about that, studied it back with Edward Grey. Then of coarse there was Herr Hitler's obsession with leaning it, learning to control it, to use it to turn the tide of that war. The Thule Society... the inner sanctum known only as the 'Vril Society'.

'And knowledge, too. And ideas, they can be taught. Thought can live in any mind. There are things that couldn't be taught thought. Not to a mind, or to a pair of hands. But there were tools. There are always tools. Tools that could make any man every inch the warrior that was needed. No, I said that wrong. That isn't right. Not any man. Only a very few... and that's the story you didn't know."

Part of me had to wonder where this man got all if information from. How could one man, a human man at that, learn all of this? Where did it come from.

"Part of it. Part of the story. The new priests, the shamans, they lived their nomadic mission, not doings as you say, not avoiding evil. Because when enough of the Ogdru Hem returned, they would call back the Ogdru Jahad. The shamans couldn't run from that." he raised up his hands again as if toy emphasize the point. "You say you know but you don't. You don't. You don't know. Before I told you how they're leaking back into the world. Not big, not loud like before, not loud like the California monster, but quiet. Thieves slipping into the house of man so we don't see them, and who knows how many? They see it! The Nomads, the new shamans, the wanderers, the guardians. But you won't see it. You see the things anybody can see, but its bigger than that, it's—its- a watershed moment, but you won't see.

"A tipping point..." Abe muttered beside me.

The UN man looked tiredly over at Kate as if O'Donnell was talking about nothing but nonsense. "Dr. Corrigan..." he said. Then as Kate lead the Professor away he started back up. "We have an idea as to where Fenix might be, and have notified local law enforcement that we're coming, but I imagine you may have some questions, so lets hear them."

Johann pipped up but I sighed and tuned him out. He didn't understand how it was to be on the run, to be running from disaster, out on the streets living off what ever the universe gave you.

But that was that and of coarse you all know what happened after this. The plane ride disaster about my past. So fast forward to now...

A dirty blonde haired man ran out knocking me back, Devon ran out of no where and tried to pick me up, falling in the process, then this huge half albino bat headed thing bust out of the locker room, Abe firing rapidly as it did so.

I pulled out my gun, as did the police officer and few BPRD guys who had followed us here. We all began firing up a storm, but it was only when Abe shot the thing through the head did it fall.

"Shit!" I swore loudly. "Where in the name of God did that thing come from?"

Abe turned and actually looked at me before smirked and hooking a thumb to the left, where I noticed Devon was huddled on the ground.

"You can get up now, Agent Devon, troubles over." I snorted trying to suppress laughter.

Abe waved me towards the locker room. "It came out of the floor," he explained. "In a matter of seconds, there it was."

"We should send a team down there, yes?" Johann said from behind me. "The tunnel might lead to a nest."

Shaking his head Abe stood up. "Call it in, this teams already got its mission."

I followed him back outside where two burly agents had the dirty blonde guy held. "Finally caught up to this one, damn he's fast."

"She was right... the kid was actually right..." he muttered.

Abe walked closer. "Who was right?"

The man told us of the girl we were looking for, she'd refused to stay here and he'd told them about an old abandoned public pool to stay the night at. And that was that. The two agents loaded the guy up with us and we headed for it, not wanting to waste anytime.

"These things are a lot tougher then I'd thought." I said once Abe and I where alone in the car.

He nodded as he pulled out and followed the leading Humvee. "I hadn't expected them to be so tough."

Silence. God do I hate silence.

"Abe," I started. "I'm really sorry I didn't tell you-"

He cut across me. "Its alright, I understand-"

"No, no, it was stupid. And, now apologizing isn't easy for me, not used to having to do it; not being around people much. But you were open with me, about everything," I said empathizing everything. "you didn't deserve to find it out that way."

He smiled slightly at me. "I forgive you..." he said softly. "Ok, I maybe, I shouldn't have blown up like that..."

"Hell I deserved that much." I flipped on the radio, Diamond Eyes by Shinedown came though. "Now here's a good song!"

Abe shook his head as we approached the old swimming pool. "Sad thing is... I kind of like it."

I'm on the front line, don't worry I'll be fine

The story is just beginning

I say goodbye to my weakness

So long to Regrets...

We parked and god out of the jeep just as the ground started shaking terribly. "Shit, more of those mothers!" Agent Garrett yelled behind up. Abe grabbed a automatic shotgun and I oped for the M-16. We ran full out towards the madness. Punk kids scrambled everywhere screaming and yelling.

Abe fired, we all did, hitting those giant bat headed creatures with everything we had. Blood splattered everywhere, dripping down the edges of the old pool. The smell was screwing with my senses.

'We got this wrapped up." Abe said lowering his gun. "Go round up these 'Bedouins' we need to talk to them- All of them."

Groups of agents split up and ran off after various kids. "I mean it, everyone. Move out see who you can find."

I motioned to a group of guys. "Come on, your with me." I ordered. "Remember tell them their not under arrest!" I yelled out before running towards the jeeps, where a group of three punks had run.

"Come on! Hold the fuck up!" I yelled picking up the pace, three guys hurrying after me. I moved in on the slowest one and knocked his legs out from under him. "Stay down." I commanded my eyes flickering red. I made a move on the other two when a series of gun shots ran out.

I jerked my head back to where I'd come from, where the shots had come from and terror gripped my heart. "ABE!" I screamed, taking off running flat out.

I pushed past a group of agents and my hands flew to my mouth. Laying in a pool of blood was Abe. Gunshots in his chest arm and neck it look like. "ABE! No, no, no, no, please God no!" I rambled out running to his body. There was still life in him, I could feel it. Everything was a blur, I felt sick. Some where a chopper landed and paramedics lifted Abe into.

There I cornered Devon. "You." I said darkly. "You where there. WHAT THE HELL HAPPENED!" I yelled in his face.

"I don't know." he said face straight, like he didn't give a damn. "He was just like that when-"

"Who shot him, Devon..." I asked my eyes blood red. "Who did it..."

He looked at me straight still. "I don't know." he said. "I didn't see-"

I pushed past him furiously. "Shut up you son of a bitch..."

"I'll call Kate and—-" I rounded back, pulling out my phone. "No. I'll call, Kate." I hissed.

Dialing her number quickly and waited as the line connected. "Hello?"

"Kate..." my voice trembled and almost broke. So much for staying strong, huh?

"Zander? Did you find-"

I shook my head. "Kate, Abe's..." my lips trembled as I watched the paramedics bandage his chest. "Abe's been shot..."

"SHIT! What!" she yelled in concern. "Why wasn't he wearing his vest?"

"He was. If he wasn't he'd probably be dead by now. He's still alive... but no ones telling me anything. It looks like he was shot in the neck... in the mouth maybe.. God I don't know." I was trembling now.

She breathed heavily into the receiver. "Who did it..."

I looked to Devon. "We don't know." I hissed, clenching my fist.

We landed a fifteen minutes later and Abe was hurried into the hospital, leaving me alone with Devon.

"I know, you don't like him." I hissed. "But I know you saw something."

He shook his head. "I didn't-"

"Do you ever stop to think, he has people who care about him!" I yelled. "Huh? You act like he's- like he's..."

"The antichrist." he finished for me. "But it fits! If you studied history-"

I cut him off. "I studied history, Devon. Hell lived it! Do you even know how old I am! I know about the 'Antichrist'. And you know something, it's not Abe. Abe is a good person. Like Hellboy. He was choices and he'll make the right ones, I trust in that."

"It's like with Daimio, he didn't even know he was a monster-"

I snapped. "Don't you fucking talk about Ben!" I screamed knocking over a small table filled with surgical tools. "You don't understand! You will never understand what it feels like to have something inside of you that you can't control. Ben's a good person, he lost control it happens to the best of us, so shut your face before I make you shut it," I threatened. "Permanently."

"You never even met him!" Devon retorted.

"Sometimes you don't have too."

I turned to walk into the hospital but he had to say one last thing.

"Why are you so ready to trust him." he asked.

Not bothering to look back I answered, "Because my Brother would."


I seriously had a panic attack when I read this. I just stared at the page for about an hour. And now we have to wait three months until we find out what happens! GOTT So I may not update this for a while, though there may be one as a filler. COMMENTS PLEASE!