Oh hey there guys! Sorry about the delay finals pretty much killed me this year! But lucky for all of you I still have a little creative juice in me. So here's chapter 7...
And just to warn you guys it's really short and you'll all probably hate me by the time it;s over...
Towlmen Square was surprising darker than usual. And even if it was midnight, Hellboy had been hoping that at the very least the moon would be on his side when he began the search for anything out of the ordinary. But aside from the occasional artist walking around mumbling to themselves to achieve inspiration the place seemed totally deserted.
Hellboy had received several calls from Abe telling him that his temper was going to get the best of him, and to come back to the agency before his father found out. Yet Hellboy knew as well as Abe did...He was Liz's only chance. The scary fact was that most kidnappers never really returned the victum...or at least alive. Hellboy stopped and shivered at the thought, he wondered over to a small rose bush lingering to it's petals and hung his head low. Shame was the only real way to describe his emotions now. There was no getting around the cruelty he had shown Liz earlier the previous evening.
He had scolded her. She was trying to do her best...even under extreme measures and he still had treated her like some insolent child. He sighed, he would have given anything to see her smile at him once more...he would have given anything to know that she was just O.K. His jaw tightened and he lifted his head
So that's exactly what he was going to do.
He was keen on continuing his journey when the sound of a snapping twig behind him drew his spine straight and his attention on the accent of the voice behind him.
"Out for a stroll are we?...how...quant?"
Hellboy instantly recognized the voice as the man he had engaged in a conversation with earlier.
"Where is she?" Was his only response as he slowly turned around.
"So I see your the type to get right down to business." He seemed amused at this fact and ignored the glare of pure hatred that came from the man across from him.
"Well...I can't say I blame you" Said the smaller man folding his hands behind him. "Ms. Sherman is a very lovely specimen after all!"
This statement had been the one to break the demon's back so to speak. And Hellboy found himself lunging toward the smaller frame in an attempt to teach him a little more respect. Yet to his surprise at least thirty armed men (to him count anyway) were less than hesitant to fall out of their positions and point their weapon's of choice at him.
"I wouldn't do that if I were you." Said the leader with a dangerous advance about him that suggested he wouldn't hesitate to yell the call to fire. Yet his voice quickly grew with a certain pleasantness to it. One so disgusting that it made Hellboy probably hate him just a little more than he already did.
"You do remember our deal don't you?" He said taking out a small cigar and placing it in his mouth. He walked slightly closer to Hellboy with a look of pure fascination on his face.
"Truly a terrific specimen!" He blew a tuff of smoke in Hellboy's face causing him to flinch slightly. The stranger smiled at this and backed up several feet before nodded to one of the men at his side. Hellboy knew what was coming but before he could even respond an electric shock hit him in the spine several times before he felt his legs go out. The stranger smiled brightened. And he decided it was slightly safer to approach his catch.
"Where is she..." Hellboy managed to fumble before he passed out.
"Oh yes well the thing about that is...I lied..." He leaned down closer to Hellboy's ever limping form.
"I couldn't exactly have a witness to my crimes now could I?"
The last thing Hellboy felt before he passed out entirely was the sound of tears welling up in his eyes. And laugher from his remaining enemies.
And just to warn you guys it's really short and you'll all probably hate me by the time it;s over...
Towlmen Square was surprising darker than usual. And even if it was midnight, Hellboy had been hoping that at the very least the moon would be on his side when he began the search for anything out of the ordinary. But aside from the occasional artist walking around mumbling to themselves to achieve inspiration the place seemed totally deserted.
Hellboy had received several calls from Abe telling him that his temper was going to get the best of him, and to come back to the agency before his father found out. Yet Hellboy knew as well as Abe did...He was Liz's only chance. The scary fact was that most kidnappers never really returned the victum...or at least alive. Hellboy stopped and shivered at the thought, he wondered over to a small rose bush lingering to it's petals and hung his head low. Shame was the only real way to describe his emotions now. There was no getting around the cruelty he had shown Liz earlier the previous evening.
He had scolded her. She was trying to do her best...even under extreme measures and he still had treated her like some insolent child. He sighed, he would have given anything to see her smile at him once more...he would have given anything to know that she was just O.K. His jaw tightened and he lifted his head
So that's exactly what he was going to do.
He was keen on continuing his journey when the sound of a snapping twig behind him drew his spine straight and his attention on the accent of the voice behind him.
"Out for a stroll are we?...how...quant?"
Hellboy instantly recognized the voice as the man he had engaged in a conversation with earlier.
"Where is she?" Was his only response as he slowly turned around.
"So I see your the type to get right down to business." He seemed amused at this fact and ignored the glare of pure hatred that came from the man across from him.
"Well...I can't say I blame you" Said the smaller man folding his hands behind him. "Ms. Sherman is a very lovely specimen after all!"
This statement had been the one to break the demon's back so to speak. And Hellboy found himself lunging toward the smaller frame in an attempt to teach him a little more respect. Yet to his surprise at least thirty armed men (to him count anyway) were less than hesitant to fall out of their positions and point their weapon's of choice at him.
"I wouldn't do that if I were you." Said the leader with a dangerous advance about him that suggested he wouldn't hesitate to yell the call to fire. Yet his voice quickly grew with a certain pleasantness to it. One so disgusting that it made Hellboy probably hate him just a little more than he already did.
"You do remember our deal don't you?" He said taking out a small cigar and placing it in his mouth. He walked slightly closer to Hellboy with a look of pure fascination on his face.
"Truly a terrific specimen!" He blew a tuff of smoke in Hellboy's face causing him to flinch slightly. The stranger smiled at this and backed up several feet before nodded to one of the men at his side. Hellboy knew what was coming but before he could even respond an electric shock hit him in the spine several times before he felt his legs go out. The stranger smiled brightened. And he decided it was slightly safer to approach his catch.
"Where is she..." Hellboy managed to fumble before he passed out.
"Oh yes well the thing about that is...I lied..." He leaned down closer to Hellboy's ever limping form.
"I couldn't exactly have a witness to my crimes now could I?"
The last thing Hellboy felt before he passed out entirely was the sound of tears welling up in his eyes. And laugher from his remaining enemies.