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Fear curled up inside of his stomach and blended in with every organ and every platelet that lingered in his blood. And sweat formed on his brow, like it was trying to aggregate him even more than he already was. But he also couldn't ignore that feeling of despair that worked it's way in his soul only he refused to indulge in it. In fact he was desperate to avoid it at all cost, and with that bargain he decided to encourage that small portion of rage that he knew would always remain with him for all his days...
12 hours...
Liz had been gone for 12 long hours.
Hellboy had been there for the unusual phone call that had reached his cell phone. He was in the board room at the time. His arms were crossed around his chest and he was standing quietly in the corner...he just couldn't see anything but Liz's blood on the floor. The lab had taken in it in and the test confirmed it...it belonged to Liz. He swallowed hard when he heard the ring. Which he clearly thought was weird as he had let it ring twice before he picked it up. Yet the only people that had access to the number were standing all around him.
Except for one...
He instantly knew who it was and grabbed the phone from his shaky pockets. And felt a growl emerge from his solid chest. He was getting ready to respond but a familiar voice entered his ears and lit his heart with momentary joy.
She had felt them press something cold up against the side of her face. And silence appeared to echo through her ears until possible the most beautiful and conforting voice entered her mind.
"Liz? Liz! Are you o.k? Where are you?"
"Red?" She answered. Happiness soared through her body, but it was long forgotten like a beautiful dream when she felt the phone leave her side. She could then hear a distant mumbling then laughter in the back round.
"Red!" She screamed...but her hopes were fruitless as she received a stinging smack across her face. She couldn't help but feel surprised at the action, and as a result she briefly called out again before the fear of getting hit once more made her bite her tongue.
The taste of blood entered her mouth.
Oh God, she silently whispered in her head...please help me.
"You listen to me!" Hellboy growled just trying to not crush the small phone with his massive hand. He was so distracted with his rage that he didn't even notice the worried faces in the room observing with silent bewilderment. And he was becoming more than annoying with his caller's obnoxious laughter and secure threats. Yet when he heard the firm sound of Liz's crying out he closed his eyes and stopped dead track in his tracks.
"...What do you want?" He asked
"You..." Was the simple answer. Hellboy opened his eyes and tightened his jaw at the realization.
"Tonight. Midnight at Towlmen Square. Come alone or she dies. And if you decide to leave my custody at any time...I'll see to it that the skin is pulled off her beautiful body...then, and only then...will she suffer an extremely slow and painful death. In fact some of my guards would be glad at the thought...she is very beautiful you know...and my men ever hardly get to...enjoy the company of a woman..."
A click followed the demand, and soon after an even louder ringing the followed. In fact it wasn't even until he felt his Father's hand on his shoulder that reality came back and hit him with an unwanted force.
"Son..." Began his father. "What is it?"
"Liz." Hellboy heard himself mumble. "She's...shes in trouble...a lot of trouble."
He could feel his Father's grip tighten, and the sound of him drawing back his breath. Some people in the room gasped at the story when Hellboy fed them the details. But others simply stood quietly shaking their heads at the situation. And an eerie silence fell over the room at the feeling of an oncoming tragedy.
Abe could feel every person's every emotion at once...and it hurt. Everyone liked Liz and there wasn't a person there who enjoyed the thought of her looking down death's hallway.
"Well!" Said Abe. "I suspect we had better get to conceiving a plan?"
And with that suggestion everything becoming busy again. It appeared as though the work was excellent for restoring everyone's hope.
Including a certain seven foot giant who had the motivation of his lady love to keep his nearly uncontrolable anger in check.
Fear curled up inside of his stomach and blended in with every organ and every platelet that lingered in his blood. And sweat formed on his brow, like it was trying to aggregate him even more than he already was. But he also couldn't ignore that feeling of despair that worked it's way in his soul only he refused to indulge in it. In fact he was desperate to avoid it at all cost, and with that bargain he decided to encourage that small portion of rage that he knew would always remain with him for all his days...
12 hours...
Liz had been gone for 12 long hours.
Hellboy had been there for the unusual phone call that had reached his cell phone. He was in the board room at the time. His arms were crossed around his chest and he was standing quietly in the corner...he just couldn't see anything but Liz's blood on the floor. The lab had taken in it in and the test confirmed it...it belonged to Liz. He swallowed hard when he heard the ring. Which he clearly thought was weird as he had let it ring twice before he picked it up. Yet the only people that had access to the number were standing all around him.
Except for one...
He instantly knew who it was and grabbed the phone from his shaky pockets. And felt a growl emerge from his solid chest. He was getting ready to respond but a familiar voice entered his ears and lit his heart with momentary joy.
She had felt them press something cold up against the side of her face. And silence appeared to echo through her ears until possible the most beautiful and conforting voice entered her mind.
"Liz? Liz! Are you o.k? Where are you?"
"Red?" She answered. Happiness soared through her body, but it was long forgotten like a beautiful dream when she felt the phone leave her side. She could then hear a distant mumbling then laughter in the back round.
"Red!" She screamed...but her hopes were fruitless as she received a stinging smack across her face. She couldn't help but feel surprised at the action, and as a result she briefly called out again before the fear of getting hit once more made her bite her tongue.
The taste of blood entered her mouth.
Oh God, she silently whispered in her head...please help me.
"You listen to me!" Hellboy growled just trying to not crush the small phone with his massive hand. He was so distracted with his rage that he didn't even notice the worried faces in the room observing with silent bewilderment. And he was becoming more than annoying with his caller's obnoxious laughter and secure threats. Yet when he heard the firm sound of Liz's crying out he closed his eyes and stopped dead track in his tracks.
"...What do you want?" He asked
"You..." Was the simple answer. Hellboy opened his eyes and tightened his jaw at the realization.
"Tonight. Midnight at Towlmen Square. Come alone or she dies. And if you decide to leave my custody at any time...I'll see to it that the skin is pulled off her beautiful body...then, and only then...will she suffer an extremely slow and painful death. In fact some of my guards would be glad at the thought...she is very beautiful you know...and my men ever hardly get to...enjoy the company of a woman..."
A click followed the demand, and soon after an even louder ringing the followed. In fact it wasn't even until he felt his Father's hand on his shoulder that reality came back and hit him with an unwanted force.
"Son..." Began his father. "What is it?"
"Liz." Hellboy heard himself mumble. "She's...shes in trouble...a lot of trouble."
He could feel his Father's grip tighten, and the sound of him drawing back his breath. Some people in the room gasped at the story when Hellboy fed them the details. But others simply stood quietly shaking their heads at the situation. And an eerie silence fell over the room at the feeling of an oncoming tragedy.
Abe could feel every person's every emotion at once...and it hurt. Everyone liked Liz and there wasn't a person there who enjoyed the thought of her looking down death's hallway.
"Well!" Said Abe. "I suspect we had better get to conceiving a plan?"
And with that suggestion everything becoming busy again. It appeared as though the work was excellent for restoring everyone's hope.
Including a certain seven foot giant who had the motivation of his lady love to keep his nearly uncontrolable anger in check.