Part Eleven.
Hellboy pulled out his gun and pointed it at the hooded figure.
"Talk. What are Corneille's plans?"
"Put down the weapon, Hellboy. Its a pleasure to finally meet you, Ocarina."
"How do you know us?"
The man pulled off his hood to show a suit. The man was actually young, no older than Ocarina. On the right sleeve, was the symbol for the Bureau of Paranormal Research and Defense. His head was shaven and resembled closely to Director Manning.
"My name is Agent Ian Smith. I've been tailing Corneille since the disappearances on the island."
Hellboy put his gun away.
"Ocarina, I'm sorry about your mother."
"Thank you."
"I didn't mean to kill her but if I didn't do what Corneille asked, he would get suspicious. I've been tailing him for so long, I know everything you need."
"Start talking then. How do we get in? This isn't exactly invisible."
"There's a loading dock on the southern part of the island. You let me drive and put the garbage truck underneath, you can get in. From there I'll leave you and you'll head 200 meters to the east where you'll find the facility that Corneille's using. So far he's got the Neamean Lion under his control with the flute. Thanks to the special attatchment, he can control both the lion as well as the 500 undead people he has within the facility. What you need to do is take the flute. Once you're in front of Corneille I can help you but not a second sooner. Get ride of the flute, the dead will turn to dust and the Nemean Lion will return to its own dimmension. Anyway, once the flute is gone, it will be easy to take down Corneille."
"Didn't he develop an eternal life elixer?"
"Actually its not complete yet. It adds years on. So far he has an eternal life potion and an eternal youth potion. Each add about 50 or 60 years onto the person."
"That's impressive."
"What's even more, it stuns the body's growth. If they had a disease and they drank the either potion, it wouldn't progess until the potion ran out. Say Ocarina drinks the eternal youth potion. She could have kids, drink, smoke and do whatever else, but she would still look the way she does. Well after she had the children I mean. She would still look pregnant and would have milk until she weans the babies. After she would return to normal though. One problem with this potion is that it doesn't help with man-made injuries. If someone got a cold, it would get out of the body quick but if someone was stabbed, they wouldn't die but it would definitely take more time to heal if they just depended on the potion."
"So its not a given that they would live for a solid sixty years without getting a scratch in battle."
"Much to Corneille's dislike."
"Do the potions do anything when they runs out of time?"
"The person would start to age naturally. Except they may only live for a good ten years though. Its unlikely live to be...two hundred if the potion tacks on sixty years."
A crane lowered the garbage truck down below the deck and Ocarina and Hellboy went with it. Agent Smith took the wheel and drove it into the dock. Once it was docked, Smith looked around before he signaled Ocarina and Hellboy down below.
"Ocarina, Hellboy, he hasn't taken any of the potions yet. He has to wait until midnight tonight when the potion's mixture is finished. If you hurry, he will still be human."
The two darted out of the boat with their weapons. Hellboy broke down the front door of the facility and the two ran inside. Down the long corridor, the entered a room littered with the carcasses of animals. The Neamean Lion growled as it walked over.
"All right. Think you can take care of the Neamean Lion?"
"I owe the bastard from trying to rip off my leg."
The Lion pounced onto Hellboy and bit into his right arm. Ocarina darted passed them and headed up a series of steps. In the next room was around 500 people, all decaying from years of time. She clenched her fists and crossed her arms.
"One way you can stop the army is by Ocarina trying to pull out all of their skeletons. Instead of kissing every one, you should try to get as much of your power into the air and focus on the density of bones."
The air around her tightened under the weight of her own power. The bodies ran towards her until they stood paralyzed. An explosion came from underneath as Hellboy darted upstairs.
"I'll go ahead."
"I'll be there in a minute! Get the flute!" she yelled as he ran.
Soon, one by one, the bodies fell over as their bones were torn away. Once they were all collapsed, she ran down the hall. Hellboy was pounding away at a concrete wall with his right hand.
"What's the matter?"
"Its thick but I'm almost through."
In another minute, he was through.
"Well well. I'm impressed, to say the least."
Corneille was sitting at a desk. Around him were books, bodies, and potions in bottles. The flute was in his hand.
"I didn't expect anyone here for another day."
"We couldn't wait to come over and kick your sorry ass." Hellboy said pulling out his gun.
Corneille was about to put the flute to his mouth when a bullet went through his palm. He yanked it away screaming in pain. "You little-"
"That was for my mother, you son of a bitch!"
Corneille pulled out a gun of his own.
"You think you can beat me that easy? WILLIAM! WILLIAM WHERE ARE YOU?!"
'William' came out with his gun pulled.
"Kill these rodents!"
William turned and pointed the gun at Corneille. 0A
"My name isn't William. Its Ian."
Corneille looked behind him. Out of nowhere, he started laughing.
"You think you've defeated me?!"
He held up a green bottle.
"This is the blood of the Nemean Lion! With this, I will become a Neamean Lion! An invincible being!"
He popped the top and drank the green blood. His body began to expand and reform. Smith and Hellboy continued to point their weapons at the crazed man.
Corneille became a mixture of both human and the Neamean Lion.
"You will die first, girl!" he screamed as he ran towards her still transforming.
As he ran, he quickly started aging. By the time he finally reached Ocarina, he was nothing but dust. The dust passed through her as she looked at the bottle he drank from.
"The Neamean Lion's genetic composition is far too advanced to be taken in by the body. It gives the person a brief moment of invincibility before they are rushed through the aging procces," Ian said as he lowered his gun.