HellGirl

by KitaraKata

A series of stories revolving around May aka. HellGirl, the daughter of HellBoy & Liz

2. Magician of the new Millennium

HellGirl – Magician of the new Millennium

Part 1

The newly proclaimed HellGirl lay in her bed, arms folded under her head as she stared directly up into the ceiling. She had fully recovered from her last incident just a few weeks ago but she was still monitored by a select few people to make sure she didn't sneak out. May tossed and turned restlessly on her bed before stopping at a position where she was finally comfortable... If you could call it that. Her feet were propped up on her pillow, her hands rested on her stomach, and her head hanging from the side of her bed. Letting out a heavy sigh, she used her tail to curl around the remote and click the on button before staring at the screen. The news. Wonderful. The red demon stared at the television screen as an oriental news reporter came into view.

"Once again the thief who calls himself The Black Magician stroke again. Stealing an old context from the New York museum. As many may know, The Black Magician claims to be a sort of gentleman thief and only steals after alerting the police when he's going to do so and will always return the object a few days after stealing it. No one knows who this strange man is, but the police force can never seen to catch him. As with all the other attempts by almost everybody. It seems The Black Magician will continue to plague New York City until someone can unmask this horrible, yet entertaining thief magician." A picture of the thief then popped onto the screen and immediately caught May's attention. It looked like a teenage boy around her age. Wearing a black cape, tuxedo, and top hat, the final touches like under the cape and the shirt under the tux were all a bright red. The most interesting thing about him though was his face. A skull mask covered the top of his face so that only his mouth and right eye showed. His short black hair was sort of over the front of his mask and the back was pulled into an extremely tiny ponytail.

May seemed to stare into the one blue eye that stood out from the rest of his disguise. I know I've seen him somewhere before... Her eyes narrowed as she continued to stare until the picture was taken off the air and the weather forecast started. "I think he was at Cate's school..." She then regretted thinking such a thing. ... Cate... The demon looked down, which was actually looking up since her head was still hanging from the side of her bed.

A cough came from the door followed by a soft knock. "May?"

"YEAAAAAH!" The red demon flailed until she fell clear off the bed, head first. "What, Hadly?" May glared ahead before rolling over and rubbing the top of her head with her red hand.

"Your dinner is here." Hadly, May's caretaker rolled in a steel cart with a bag on it. "I got you something special today." The demon looked up at him and wondered how he could be as strong as he was... Emotionally, anyway. Even after all they had been through and he always had the three scars across his face to remind him of it, he was still all smiles every time he was around her.

"Really? What'd ya get me?" May sat up on the edge of her bed and peeked in the bag, letting out a gasp. "CHINESE!" The demon reached her hands in to pull out a Chinese box filled with rice before taking out a few other things. "Ah! Hadly, I love you." Reaching up, she wrapped her arms around his neck before placing a kiss on his cheek. "Thank you!" Hadly gave her a warm smile and some chopsticks before heading out so that May could enjoy her meal.

Once she had finished, the red teen laid back on her bed as she had been before and looked over to her sleeping cat, Zippy. "Your such a lazy kitty." Patting him on the head, she rolled back over. Tomorrow, right after school, she would go to Cate's school and wait until she saw that boy come out of the building to determine what she thought. The few times she had gone out in the daylight had been to watch Cate from afar as she walked home with her little group of friends. Human's lives were so simple and free... And they didn't even notice. None of them would really ever feel what she felt day in and day out. The longing to just walk along the streets without getting odd looks or someone screaming. But no... Humans were too judgmental and only saw what was on the outside. May's eyes narrowed as she continued to think. Cate had been her only human friend outside of The B.P.R.D and she wasn't able to protect her... HellGirl's mood then switched from anger to sorrow as he eyes narrowed even further. But this time it was because of tears. Rolling to her side, she curled into a ball on top of her bed and started to cry. I couldn't protect her...

May awoke later the next day, her face and pillow smelling of salt from her tears the night before. Stands of her raven hair stuck to her face until the demon stood and combed out her hair and got in her bathrobe and slippers before walking from her room. Some of the suited men that worked there gave her strange looks, almost stopping to ask her what was wrong. But anybody who was anybody already knew. Ever since the day May awoke from the three days of rest after the long trip from Egypt, she had often cried herself to sleep over the loss of her friend. No one she knew could relate to her. No one. Not even her father who had practically already lost his wife. But the teen had felt that pain with him since she was loosing a mother. A mother and a best friend. No one she knew had to deal with both.

The small demon child tugged on the handle to the bathroom only to find it locked. Surprised, she knocked. "Hello?"

"What?!" HellBoy's voice rang out above the sound of water coming from the showerhead. Of all the times he chose to be clean it was when she wanted to take a shower.

May made a fist and pounded on the door. "You had to pick to get clean NOW, stinky?!" She could almost feel her father roll his eyes and glare at her.

"I'll be out in a second!"

May waited. And waited. And waited. Finally, she went to pound on the door again. "Toda-" Her red fist made contact with her father's stomach. She looked up and gave him a huge, fake grin. "Howdy!"

HellBoy rolled his eyes and shook his head before grabbing one of May's horns and moving her to the side in one quick motion. Slowly he lumbered to his room, raising his hand in a waving gesture back to his daughter. "Go morning, sleepy!"

The demon child glared at his large frame. "Horns are off limits when you wanna get rid of me, y'know!" It had been an unspoken rule ever since she was little and tried to play the bongos on her father's horns. He didn't scold her for not cutting her horns off and she didn't mess with the two round circles on his forehead that he kept filed down. Her glare then turned to a smile as she went inside the bathroom. She couldn't remember one time where he had yelled at her or actually hurt him with her jokes and the same went with her. It was probably because all they really had was each other and both of them were well... So danm alike in some ways.

HellGirl stripped and slid into the shower before turning on the hot water. Unlike most showers, there were more hot settings after the world hot. Since neither heat nor fire bothered either her or her father, they could never actually burn themselves. Thus, the bathroom was worse then a sauna when either of them stepped out. May snatched a bar of soap that was on one of the ledges in the bathtub and used it to wash down her horns before sticking it on top of the point. Doing the same with another bar of soap, she looked up to watch the soap bubbles drip down her long red horns onto her forehead.

Maybe she should file her horns down like her father. They were getting pretty lethal if you really thought about it. May stood in front of the fogged mirror and whipped the cloud away so she could see herself. After awhile of looking at her horns, face, and the like, she got dressed. Most of the shirts she wore now had The B.P.R.D's logo on it in some place on the front. After her first mission over a month ago she had been made an official member to go on the missions with Abe and her father. Slinging her bathrobe over her shoulder, the red demon made her way out of the bathroom. A cloud of steam poured from the doorway the very second the door was opened. On her way back to her room, she spotted Hadly rounding a corner and ran to catch up with him. Like always, he was pushing a steel cart with food on it.

"Yo, Hadly!" May set in tow with him and he paused to look back at her before continuing to roll the cart to her room.

"Hey, May. Just get out of the shower?" He smirked, looking at the towel that sat on top of her head with her hair wrapped up in it like a turban.

"Yep! Had to wait a little while because stinky was taking up the bathroom."

"I heard that!" May flinched and looked back to see her father passing the hallway both her and Hadly were walking down. She stuck out her tongue and waved to him, turning around only after he had waved back.

"What's this? Lunch?" May looked over the pie looking thing on the tray.

"Yup. Sorry it's a bit late. Had some... business to attend to." Hadly looked away from her and his smile turned slyer. May's grin broadened.

"You've gotta giiiirlfriend!"

Hadly's left eye began to spasm, only proving her suspicions. "Ha! I knew it! Your so easy, Hadly." Her caretaker let out a sigh before nodding reluctantly.

"Yeah, but don't tell anyone or all the guys will start teasing me." May blinked in confusion.

"Why? Because they can't get one?" They both arrived at May's room and she opened up the door so Hadly could wheel in the cart and park it next to her bed like usual.

"No, no... It's just a guy thing I guess."

May stared at him for a moment before nodding slowly. "I seeeeeee...."

"Anyway, chicken pot pie for lunch. It's not much but as you know I was short on time." He then reached below the cart and handed her a bag of Doritos. "Here, just in case that's not enough you can snack on these."

May smiled before picking at the potpie with her fork. "Thanks Hadly. I won't tell anyone about your girlfriend."

Hadly smiled and started to leave the room, only stopping to pat May on the head. "Thanks, Red princess." He then left, cart in hand.

May nibbled on her potpie until she caught a glance at the clock. "Oh crap! It's already 2:30!" Scrambling, she put on her beanie, scarf, gloves, and boots and started towards the vent just outside her room she constantly used before pausing to grab some Doritos and shove them into her mouth. In a red blur the demon child was already up the vent before anyone could see her. May crawled out of the last vent and tried to use her hand to shield the blinding sun from her eyes. She really, really hated going out in the daytime. It made her feel so... Vulnerable. Shuddering, she slipped between the gates and headed onto the rooftops.

The red teen slid to a stop once she reached the school roof and peeked over the edge. She had made it just in time. A loud bell rang out and tons of students poured out of the two large doors in the front of the high school. May scanned every male student until she found the one she had been looking for. Of course she had no idea what his name was but he just HAD to be The Black Magician. The same hair, the same eyes, everything. The demon wondered why humans were so blind to the obvious.

Then something unexpected happened. The boy turned around and stared directly in May's direction. Panicking, she abruptly dove downward until she was in hiding. How had he known she was there? That was that. He had to be The Black Magician. HellGirl smirked from her laying position on the warm concrete underneath her. She'd follow him home. Wait... What was she thinking? Follow him home? In no means did she want to stalk the kid... Then again he was a thief. May continuously weighed everything before deciding she'd follow him... Just for the helluvit. That was all.

After what seemed like ages, the boy finally went to an apartment building and didn't come out. May breathed a sigh of relief before leaping over onto the building's roof and sat down. Hopefully no one would come up and spot her. May closed her eyes to rest. It had been a long while she snuck out and did so much strenuous activity. It wasn't long until she accidentally fell asleep leaned up against the edge of the building.

"Y'know, you shouldn't fall asleep on other people's roves." The voice startled May as she leapt up into a crouch. The boy she had been following was standing next to her and looking out over the street in front of the apartment building he lived in. The demon child started to shake in fear. What if he had taken pictures of her while she slept and would turn them in to the Newspaper? Wearily, she stood and took a step back.

"You didn't take pictures of me did you? Or film?" The question seemed out of place in their conversation but it had to be asked for her own safety.

"Of course not. Why would I talk pictures of you?" The boy didn't bother to look at her from his position. May took it as an insult. Pictures of her? Why because she was a freak? Wait, she couldn't let that get to her. No pictures was good.

"That's surprising. Most would jump at the chance to unmask HellGirl for the freak she really is." She paused, thinking. "Or The Black Magician." The boy didn't even flinch. May took a step closer. And closer. Until she was right behind him. "I know you're the Black Magician. It doesn't take a genius to figure it out. Humans are so stupid." The demon took a step back. Both of them stood in silence for what seemed like an eternity. Finally, May gathered all her courage and broke the silence. "What's your name?"

It took the boy while to answer. "Yasashiku."

May blinked. "Sounds Japanese."

"I was born in Japan. I just exchanged here not too long ago." Yasashiku kept his eyes on the street ahead as he spoke.

"You speak English well."

"I learned it in Japan. And my parents would always come over here on business trips so I had to." Another long silence ensued and it was starting to get late. "Your names not HellGirl is it?"

May walked over to the edge of the building and looked down into the ally below. "I was never here, got it?" She then crouched, ready to leap onto the next building. "And my names May." Springing up, she began to roof hop until she was safe inside The B.P.R.D's boarders. She let out a loud sigh as she crawled through the vents. After getting out like usual, she flopped back on her bed and closed her eyes. Maybe he's not all bad... For once, she didn't cry herself to sleep.

"The Werewolves Claw?" May looked up at Hadly from the laptop in front of her. "What's so special about it? Just looks like a sculpture of a werewolf claw." Her and Hadly sat in the library at a large oak table with a laptop in front of them, the caretaker standing behind her.

"Well... That's the thing. It's an actual werewolf claw. It's being shipped over from England to be put in the museum. We just have to keep it in mind because all who get even the slightest scratch by the claws turn into a werewolf."

The demon child paused before looking up at the young man. "Are you serious? Sounds like some sort of story to keep little kids from touching it or something."

"Yes, I'm serious." Hadly let out a sigh. "You of all people should be able to believe this sort of thing."

"Eh, that's true." May stared at the computer screen, leaning her elbow on the table and resting her chin in her red palm. "All we have to do is protect it... Shouldn't be that hard..."

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"YAH!" May's leg made contact with the large punching bag once more. The bag swung side to side from the strain of every blow the teen inflicted upon its black surface. Ever since she had recovered from her injuries she had started to train like her father. Of course he usually lifted weights and the like while she chose a more agile approach. After giving the bag a good spin-kick, May took a deep breath before letting her right leg coast back to the padded floor. Sweat trickled down her forehead and off of her chin. She had been at that danm punching bag for what seemed like hours to her aching muscles. The red demon reached for her water bottle and squirted some of the cool liquid into her mouth before grabbing a towel to dab at her forehead. Ugh... She smelled like sweat. Shuddering, she headed for the door and down the hall where her room was located. She'd grab some clothes, have a nice hot shower, and be a lazy ass the rest of the day. Yeeeeah, life was good. May stretched her arms into the sky before entering her room and getting an outfit together. It was surprising that she was actually having a good day. It didn't happen frequently. The teen's grin broadened as she opened the bathroom door and got ready for a shower.

"May!" The demon child paused as she pulled her shirt over her head to look at the door. Hadly, the one who had called out her voice and knocked on the bathroom door knocked again. "Hurry up! Another mission just came up!" Quickly May jumped around until her skater pants were on before opening the door and looking up at her caretaker.

"What is it? What happened?" The small teen snatched her brush from the vanity and started to comb her hair, waiting for Hadly to explain.

"I'll explain it in your room." Hadly snatched her arm and practically pulled her to her room. "You get ready while I fill you in." May scrambled over to her dresser one they had entered her room and started to put on the usual outfit she wore to missions as the young man turned on the television and began to instruct on what the mission was all about. "You know about that Black Magician guy, right?" The red demon paused, having forgotten all about the encounter she had with Yasashiku, the boy she thought was the magician thief about a week ago.

"Yeah, I know who your talking about... Why?" May looked over her shoulder at her caretaker while pulling on her gloves.

"You also remember about The Werewolves Claw I told you about a few days ago, right?" May nodded and sat on the edge of her bed to pull on and buckle her boots. "Well..." Hadly stepped aside so he wasn't blocking the TV and turned the volume up.

A news reporter appeared on the television screen, standing just outside the New York museum holding a microphone. "Just mere minutes ago we received an anonymous tip that The Black Magician would steal the new artifact on exhibit tonight called The Werewolves Claw." The reporter continued to fill in details of The Werewolves Claw and The Black Magician and May draped on her hooded cloak and lifted her raven locks out of it's way before turning to Hadly.

"So we've gotta stop him from taking it because if he carelessly gets scratched by it, we'll have a werewolf to kill." The red teen snapped on her belt and looked up at her caretaker who was now standing at the door.

"Bingo." Both took off out of May's room towards the large garbage truck that was parked out back. HellBoy and the others had already gathered there waiting for Hadly and May. The large, red demon growled when they finally arrived, picking his daughter up and lifting her into the back of the truck.

"Took ya long enough."

"Hey, I had to run out of the shower just to get ready. Unlike some people, I don't go around being stinky." May smirked and her father punched her lightly in the arm.

It wasn't long until the crowd surrounding the New York museum parted to make way for the large garbage truck. May stared out of glass on the side of the truck that separated her from all the humans outside and let out a sigh before grabbing her gun and a few stun bullets. I wonder if I should tell Dad and the others that I think I know who The Black Magician is... The small demon rested her hand gun inside it's halter on her belt before turning back to her father. "Shoot with only stun bullets, right?"

"Yup!" HellBoy loaded his own gun before standing. The large garbage truck pulled up to the back of the museum and the back door opened so that the B.P.R.D members could get out. Once inside the museum, all the members that were attending the mission surrounded the case that held The Werewolves Claw. May positioned herself right next to it, sitting on a chair with her legs outstretched and her arms crossed over her chest.

"Did he leave a time he was going to try and steal this thing on the note her left or whatever?" May looked through the glass case to her father's large form on the other side. HellBoy shifted his weight as he leaned on the wall behind him.

"Yeah, at about... 1am." May huffed and looked at her watch. 12:45. Wiggling in her seat, she stared at the ground until she heard her father state that everyone should look alive since it was 12:55. The red teen got to her feet and pulled her gun from its holster.

Sure enough five minutes later a round, steel ball fell from out of nowhere and landed on the tiled floor with a light clink. Smoke then began to pour out from the sphere. HellBoy and May put their arms to their faces and backed up until the smoke cleared. All of the men that had been on guard were fast asleep on the floor. Sleeping gas. What's so magical about that? The red demon glared at the form that appeared out of the cloud of smoke. The Black Magician.

"Greetings, audience! It appears that I have two special guests with me tonight!" A smirk crossed his tanned features, his lone blue eye staring at HellBoy and May who were on either side of the glass case that kept The Werewolves Claw.

"May! Don't let him get the claw!" May nodded and jumped in front of the case as her father charged directly at the young magician. The Black Magician spun around just in time to avoid HellBoy's lumbering form and kicked him in the back with his foot. The large demon stumbled after not hitting his target and quickly spun around, pulling out his gun.

"Pick a card!" Before he could react a fountain of cards spewed from the magician's black sleeve. HellBoy stopped and used his large, brick arm to block the barrage. But as the cards got closer, they seemed to grow as big as he was. Even though he kept telling himself it was merely an illusion, the large cards plowed HellBoy down until he was underneath a mountain of large playing cards. The Black Magician then turned to May who was in a fighting stance.

"YAH!" May charged, pulling her gun out as she did so.

"Tut, tut! I need a lovely assistant don't I?" With a smirk, the thief pulled another sphere from his pocket and threw it at May's feet, causing her to instinctively stop and use her arms to block her face. As the smoke cleared, the purpose of the bomb was revealed.

The red teen let out an ear-piercing scream as she looked down, now wearing a skanky play bunny suit along with fake bunny ears on top of her head. Frantically she dropped her gun and blushed a bright red despite her skin colour while trying to hide her revealed skin. The Black Magician gave out a laugh, now looking down from the roof with The Werewolves Claw in hand.

"You really do make a lovely assistant, HellGirl!" With that he was off. May let out a growl, forgetting about the ridiculous outfit she was in. Quickly she snatched her gun and ran towards the back door. At that time HellBoy poked his head from the mountain of cards and looked at his daughter's fleeting form.

"Where did he go?!"

May didn't bother to look back as she exited the building. "I think I know where he's headed!"

The sparsely dressed demon leaped from building to building until she lost the magician's trail. Standing on the edge of an old abandoned apartment building, she looked over what was in front of her gun in hand. May looked down at an old shack and got an idea. Leaping down, she walked in front of the downtrodden house and looked at the ground. Sure enough there were fresh footprints in the dirt that lead to the house entrance. The teen smirked and kicked open the already broken door. The high heels she was wearing clicked every time they made contact with the broken wood that was once used as floorboards.

"I know you're in here!" May took another step and screamed as the floor gave way. The red demon tumbled down until she landed hard on her rear end on a dirt floor. Looking around she saw graffiti filled walls and old beer cans left from some party long ago.

"It's rude to drop in on me like that."

May spun her head around to see The Black Magician leaning against an old wooden table, The Werewolves Claw sitting on top of the table next to him. The teen glared back at him before pushing herself to a standing position. Her black hair was filled with wood chips and her outfit and red skin was covered in dirt from her fall. "Too bad for you that I can run in high heels." She smirked, pointing the gun at him with one hand.

The young thief raised his hands as if in defeat. "Yes. Poor me." He then looked up at her, his one blue eye glinting in the moonlight that came through the broken floorboards. "I was wondering..." He crossed his arms on his chest and stood up straight. "Why is the oh so famous HellBoy and HellGirl guarding something like this?" The magician stood to the side to reveal The Werewolves Claw.

May shifted her feet before lowering her gun. Was she aloud to give out such information? Though if she told him, he might give the claw back to her... "Because whoever gets scratched by its claws turns into a werewolf. And we really don't need a wolf thief running around the streets of New York."

"Oh really?" The Black Magician pulled off one of his black, silk gloves and looked towards May with a smirk. "And you believe that such things exist? Merely fairy tales." The demon gasped as the thief pressed his finger in to one of the sharp claws until it drew blood.

"You idiot!" May took a step closer before stopping once she heard the young man chuckle.

"It's rather amusing that someone as smart as you would believe in such a thing. The only creatures out of fairy tales that exists is you and your father." The magician slid his glove back on, ignoring the blood that ran down his finger. May let one hand off of her gun, arms swinging to her sides. Were they wrong? He's not turning into a werewolf... Suddenly the thief fell to his knees and let out a groan. May panicked and ran to his side, leaning down next to him.

"I told you!" His blue eye looked up at her through the hole in the skull mask that constantly covered his face.

"It was probably just tipped with poison or something... Werewolves don't exist." May's face turned cold as she forced the thief's shoulders up until he was looking at her.

"Yes they do. Everything in fairy tales exists! I exist, vampires exist, and werewolves! I've even fought Anubis!" The young man just snorted before clutching his stomach in pain. "See?! I've got to get you to The B-"May paused, thinking of the consequences of taking a human into The B.P.R.D... But then again they'd have to deal with a wandering werewolf. "Ugh, fuck it." The small teen yanked off The Black Magician's cape and used it as a carrying case for the claw before looking back at the magician who was now covered in sweat. "As much as you hate it, you're coming home with me."

"What? No! I'm fine!" Despite his pain, he tried to protest as May started to pick him up. May let out a loud growl and looked around. Finding a piece of broken glass on the ground, she held it up to him.

"Nice ears, wolf boy."

"AH!" The young thief slapped the piece of glass from the demon's hand and back up against the table. "Just an illusion of the poison!" Reaching up with a gloved hand he felt his ears. Sure enough they were larger, pointed, and were covered in a little bit of black fur. "YAH!" While he was panicking, May swept him up in a piggy back and snatched the balled up werewolf claw before she started to run up the half broken stairs that lead to the first floor of the broken down building. She wouldn't be able to leap roves since she carried so much weight on her back. As May did her best to keep to the back allies, she could feel every change The Black Magician went through as she carried him.

"Don't tell anyone who I am, May..." He coughed away from her face as he used her shoulder as a chin rest.

"Ha! I knew you were Yasashiku!" Yasashiku grumbled. His top hat had fallen off a long while ago as they had started running, his ears were now on top of his head and covered in black fur. "Don't worry, you can stay with me until we find a cure or... Whatever..." May rounded a corner and stared ahead. They'd have to run across a lit street to get to The B.P.R.D that was on the other side. "Hold on, Yasashiku!" The red teen crouched before darting across the somewhat deserted street and through the bars that surrounded The B.P.R.D. "Dad!" May ran to the back where her father and the others were getting out of the garbage truck and stopped, panting. "I got The Werewolves Claw and The Black Magician."

"Well I'll be danmed..." HellBoy took the cape and opened it. Sure enough, May's gun and the claw were inside. He then directed his attention to the young man on his back, noticing his ears. "Lemme guess, the dumbass got scratched."

"Yup."

The large demon sighed before handing the possessions to Hadly, who was staring at May's outfit and ready to pop into thousands of questions. HellBoy then picked Yasashiku off of May's back and started to carry him inside. As they made their way to the medical room, Hadly once again turned to May.

"Where in the hell did you get that horrible outfit?"

"Huh?" May looked down, realizing she was still in the horribly revealing bunny suit. "Oh my god!" Screaming and blushing, she took off in front of everyone else and bolted to her room. The others couldn't help but laugh.

May appeared in the medical room in her usual clothes and sat on the bench next to her father. "How's dog boy?" Abe looked up from cutting off the rest of the tuxedo that had ripped when Yasashiku's body had grown larger.

"Considering the fact that he's now a werewolf, very well."

The young magician was now completely transformed. His body was coated in black hair and he looked like a classic werewolf. Yasashiku let out a growl. "How long is this going to last?" Abe blinked, tilting his head to the side.

"Well... Until we figure out how to reverse the effects."

The black werewolf moaned and put a furred arm over his eyes. HellBoy looked over to his daughter. "You should go get your new friend some clothes." May gave an evil smirk.

"He could always wear that bunny suit he made me wear." Yasashiku's visible blue eye widened as he looked over to the red demon. May just laughed before standing and running out of the room.

"How do they fit?" May peeked into her room to spot the black werewolf wearing a large olive green hoodie and khaki skater shorts with a hole cut out for his tail.

"Not bad." Yasashiku looked up at her from his position on the edge of May's bed. The only way you could tell it was still him was from his voice, eyes, and the longer black hair that was once the only hair on his head. The red demon walked over to him and patted his large shoulder.

"Don't worry. It's not that bad here..." The werewolf looked down at the ground, May let out a sigh before smiling again. "We'll find a cure for you. Can't keep your parents waiting that long, right?"

Yasashiku sat at the large oak table in the library while a pack of cards in his claws. It was harder to shuffle with his new hands then he thought it would be. Thankfully he was a pro at anything that involved cards and only shuffled slower then usual. The black werewolf propped his back paws onto the table and started to toss cards from his deck at a bowl that sat at the other end. It had been a whole week since he had become a werewolf and was forced to stay indoors and away from his home. Sure enough his parents were probably worried sick.

"Well according to the legend, the claw is from the very first werewolf that existed. So if you get scratched it's like inheriting the role. That's why you haven't gone back and forth from your human and werewolf form." May had informed him the day after he had transformed. He was expecting to wake up in his human body and would be able to go back to school and only stay in the B.P.R.D building when their were full moons. But of course, he wasn't that lucky. Yasashiku let out another sigh, tossing a card into the bowl across the table.

"Whatcha doin'?" May peeked over the werewolf's shoulder and snatched a card from the deck in his paw. Yasashiku didn't bother to look up. About the only thing good about being a werewolf were the heightened senses. He could always hear someone approach him from behind. That and his sense of smell which... Sometimes he didn't like as much.

"Bored." The black werewolf took his back paws off the table before scrunching his nose up. "You smell like sweat."

"Well, duh. That's what happens when you work out." The red demon whipped her forehead with the towel around her neck. The edges of her tank top were slightly damp with sweat as well and the bandages around her feet and hands were drenched. "Do you have a girlfriend?" May tossed the card at Yasashiku's chest.

The werewolf's ears twitched and he picked up the card to look at it. "Of course not. Love for a girl would get in the way for the love of magic." The card in his furred hand was the Queen of Hearts. Yasashiku closed his eyes and flipped the card between his fingers until is disappeared. "Why?"

May let out a yawn, walking forward before stopping and looking back at him. "It would give us a reason to get out of here. You are bored, right?"

"Well... Yeah." Yasashiku tossed another card at the bowl, hitting his target once more. "But won't we get in trouble?" He thought of having to deal with an angry HellBoy and a chill ran up his spine.

"Of course, but I always sneak out. Plus, I'll keep you out of sight. Lemme just take a shower." May turned and left the library towards her room, her tail swaying side to side as she walked.

The werewolf watched her leave before letting out a loud, doggish yawn. He never knew a freak's life was so... dull. He always thought it was packed with action and all that sort of crap like in comic books. His ears twitched as he thought about being in May's position. It sucked more then she let on. Then again, she was probably used to living in solitude day in and day out. Yasashiku had wanderlust, his tail draped over his chair lazily and once again he leaned back so only two legs of the chair were on the ground. Well, guess he had to wait.

May stepped out of the bathroom, comb in hand. As she brushed her raven hair, she walked back to her room. Trying to keep a werewolf hidden was going to be hard. Of course he was black so he'd blend into the shadows, which was always good. But he had grown a lot when he had transformed due to how much larger his muscles were. The teen slipped off her bathrobe and put on a regular black shirt with the Bureau for Paranormal Research and Defense logo on it and her usual, a pair of black skater pants. After tying her sneakers and putting on a beanie, she snatched the purple tracking device off her counter, activated it and stuck it inside her pocket. She had never ventured outside the B.P.R.D without it. In case she got hurt or if a mission turned up they could always track her down if she still had the device. May then made her way back to the library.

"Ready?"

Yasashiku looked up from the position he had been in when May had left and let out another yawn. "Sure, whatever. But how can you sneak out of a sealed up place like this?"

May blinked, thinking. She couldn't go through the vents like usual since there was no way Yasashiku could fit through the vents. "Hmmm... Guess we'll have to make a break out." The small demon gave a wicked smile before grabbing the sleeve of the werewolf's hoodie and pulling him out of the chair.

"Were breaking out by the roof exit?" Yasashiku raised a brow as he looked up at the small door in the ceiling.

"Yup! Now how did you get into all of those buildings without setting off the alarms?" May looked up at a small black box on the wall. If they merely kicked the door open then the alarm would go off.

"A magician never reveals his secrets." The black werewolf smirked as the red demon glared at him coldly.

"Fine. I'll do it my way." Yasashiku jumped and May slammed her fist into the black box and ripped off the lock before opening it and snatching all the cords. Sparks flew up and her hand began to smoke as all the cords snapped, sending sparks everywhere. The teen shook her hand beside her. "Ow, numbed me."

"Danm... You okay?" The werewolf looked down at her smoking hand.

"I'm fine. Fireproof." May smirked before pointing upward at the ceiling door. "Punch the door so the lock will break."

He looked up before glaring at May. "And break my hand?"

The demon let out a heavy sigh. "You're a werewolf now. It's not going to hurt your precious little hand." Yasashiku looked at his furred hand before making a fist and punching at the door. Sure enough, it dented and swung open. The werewolf blinked before looking at his hand. He hadn't had a chance to test out his strength since he transformed as was shocked at how strong he'd become. "Well?" Yasashiku looked up to see the small teen already out of the door and looking down at him. "C'mon!" The black wolf blinked before pulling himself out of the small door and crouching on the roof. The sun was just setting and shadows were starting to cover every inch of New York. "Lets go." May leaped off the roof followed by Yasashiku and slid through the bars of the B.P.R.D.

It wasn't long before they had arrived in Central Park and roamed the back dirt paths that weaved through the denser parts of the park. May sipped on a coffee she had stolen from a couple on a bench when they spotted while entering. Yasashiku sipped on one as well as both walked down the dirt path in silence. May looked up at her new friend and broke the silence. "So theirs no one you wanna go see?" She winced as Yasashiku snorted and looked down at the coffee cup in his hand.

"See? I'm a werewolf. I can't go spying on them or risk them seeing me." He turned his head so he was looking in the opposite direction from May. "Because I'm a freak." The red demon's eyes narrowed. She felt sorry for him. Unlike her, he wasn't used to staying in the shadows and being different from everyone else. May looked down at her feet and took a tiny sip of her coffee.

"I'm sorry... But I'm trying my hardest to find a cure." She tried to think of someway of making him feel better but can up with nothing and sighed. "... At least you have a chance of turning back into a normal guy. You always have that to look forward to." Her grip on her coffee cup tightened as Yasashiku turned to watch her. "Just think of it as a temporary gift. Use it as an advantage before your times up..." Both of the stared at the ground as they walked in silence once more.

"Well, we better get home."

May looked up to Yasashiku as she stopped. The werewolf looked back at her. "Already?"

May suppressed a slight laugh. "Hiku, it's midnight."

"... Oh." Yasashiku turned around and began to follow May back down the pathway towards the Bureau for Paranormal Research and Defense. He just then realized had been holding an empty coffee cup and threw it in a trashcan nearby. The small demon followed his gesture and threw her's away as well. "Y'know... Maybe I'll start training with you tomarrow."

May blinked and looked back at him, red hands stuck inside her pockets. "Really?" She had been waiting for him to say that and had a surprise for him when they started. The small teen smiled slightly as both made their way back to the B.P.R.D in silence.

May let out a loud yawn as she made her way to the gym. She wondered if Yasashiku was even awake yet. As the red demon pushed the door open to the gym she was surprised to see her father spotting Yasashiku as he tried to lift a large weight on the bench press. May blinked and walked over, looking up at HellBoy. "What're you guys doin'?"

"What's it look like?" The large demon raised a brow as he set the weight back on the bar. Yasashiku sat up, panting rather then sweating. May glared up at her father before turning and walking over to a smaller room inside the gym. The small teen came back out with a long, black stick like thing and walked over to the black werewolf.

"Here. I thought you could use this." May held her hands out as Yasashiku took hold of the object.

"A katana?" May nodded.

"By the way you moved when you stole the Werewolves Claw I could tell you had to have taken some sort of martial arts class. I was thinking that maybe you could use it." Yasashiku unsheathed the sword and held it up so he could get a good look at it. The large demon snatched a towel and headed out of the gym.

"I'll leave you two lovebirds alone."

"DAD!" May screeched, blushing and chucked an empty water bottle at his head only to have it intercepted as HellBoy caught it. Grinning, he left without a word. Thankfully the werewolf was too busy admiring his new katana to hear him. The demon regained her composure before looking over to him. "So you like it?"

"Hell yeah." Yasashiku started to spin the sword through his hands and make slashing movements in the air. May smiled before turning to go to the punching bag she spent most of her time at. "Hey, May!" The teen snatched a barbell and used it to block the katana from slicing her clean down the middle.

"What the hell are you doing?!" May growled, now on the ground with only the barbell between her and the sword. Yasashiku stood and sheathed his katana before offering his paw to May.

"I wasn't going to actually hit you. Just testing your reflexes." The red teen tossed the barbell over her head and slapped his hand away before standing.

"Fucking RIDICULOUS! AUGH!" May threw her hands up before storming over to the punching bag. Yasashiku blinked, staring at the small demon as she stormed off. Why was she getting so upset over something as small as testing her reflexes? He rolled his eyes before walking to the other side of the gym. Woman. He'd never understand them.

The two trained in silence and May refused to speak to Yasashiku for what seemed like days. But when she finally did talk to him it was good news.

"Yasashiku! C'mer!" The demon called out from her room to the room next to her's where the werewolf stayed. Ears twitching, the black werewolf stood and walked to May's room.

"What? You still mad at me or something?" Yasashiku peeked in her room until the teen motioned him to sit on her bed.

"No no, not anymore." May spun around in her chair so that she was looking at her computer screen. "I think I found a cure for you!"

"What?" The werewolf's eyes widened and lit up as he stood and crouched behind her so he could look at the computer screen. "How?"

"You can find anything on the internet!" May grinned and pointed to the screen. "According to this the only cure for The Werewolves Claw is in the underground catacombs of France. The only thing we have to do is get to France, use the Werewolves Claw to locate the hidden chamber and follow these instructions!"

"What do you mean that's 'all' we have to do?" Yasashiku glared but read the instructions out loud. "Fine the chamber, drink from the fountain and bingo, I'm back to normal! That's pretty simple!" He grinned until May snorted, patting his shoulder.

"Don't get happy just yet. Once you get into the chamber the Werewolves Claw will attach itself to the statue of the very first werewolf that's in the chamber and it will come to life. The thing is it won't hurt you while your it's own flesh and blood, but the very second you turn back it will be on you like flies on shit."

"... Dammit."

May patted his shoulder. "S'ok, I've been though worse. It won't be that bad. Now we gotta tell the others." The teen spun around in her chair and dashed out of her room, pulling Yasashiku with her.

"The Werewolves Claw should guide us to the underground chamber, just hold it out and it should pull you in the right direction." May looked up to Yasashiku whom was standing next to her. It had been decided that since it was considered such a minor mission only HellBoy would accompany the two teens through the catacombs. The three stood just outside one of the many entrances to the underground graves, two large black vans were parked behind them filled with men from the Bureau just in case.

"Alright, everyone link up their locators." HellBoy announced while turning on his own red locator. May did the same followed by Yasashiku, who had been given a white locator. The three then opened the small wooden door to the catacombs and headed in. The smallest, May, was the only one who didn't have to crouch.

"At times like these, I love being short." May smirked while looking back at the two men who were crouched over. Yasashiku had taken to all fours where as her father looked like he was going to end up breaking his back due to having to bend over so far. After flipping on her flashlight, May started forward. The air was thick and musty from the thousands of dead bodies that had been tossed underground like trash. The many diseases that claimed their lives was still in the air, causing May to cough and hold her red hand over her nose and mouth. "Where to now?" The small demon paused as they came to a fork in the pathway.

Yasashiku held up the claw and waited until it turned to the left. "Left." May nodded and went to turn the corner but paused. The hallway they had to take had no floor. It was hidden under thousands of bones that they were going to have to walk on. The demon started to shiver but gulped her fear back and stepped on the mound of bones.

The three walked along the hallway of bones for miles, following the directions given by the Werewolves Claw. May paused for a moment and whipped her forehead with the back of her hand. The farther they went, the fainter she felt. Oddly enough, she seemed to be the only one affected. Maybe it was her human side that aloud the diseases to sneak their way through. Since her father was a pure blooded demon and Yasashiku was a werewolf, they weren't affected at all. The teen tried her best not to show her illness to the others as she continued on.

"Jeeze, how long are we going to have to walk?" May took another step on uneven bones and her ankle twisted to the side. Falling to the ground, her face pressed up again a skull. As the small demon opened her eyes to meet with a skull, she let out an ear-piercing scream and scrambled against Yasashiku, latching onto his thick, black fur. The werewolf blinked and instinctively put his paw on her back and patted her.

"What? Bones scare ya?" May looked over to her friend who was on the verge of laughing at her and glared.

"N-no! I'm fine!" The demon blushed, pushed herself from Yasashiku's grasp and tried to stand. Stumbling, she used the wall to support herself and continued on.

"May." HellBoy reached out over Yasashiku and snatched her daughter's arm in his large grasp to stop her. The small demon protested but was no match for her father. "You don't look good. Something's wrong." May groggily looked back to the two who were looking at her in concern.

"I'm fine. I'm just tired." The large demon reluctantly let go of his daughters arm. May huffed and walked on. He's right. I feel like complete shit. But I can't let them know or they'll send me back. Whipping her forehead with the back of her hand again, she stopped at another fork in the path.

"We should go... Right." Yasashiku blinked as May stopped after looking around the corner. "... May?" The werewolf peeked over her shoulder and spotted an illuminated room ahead. "Is that it?"

"I think so." The demon started to jog towards the light followed by HellBoy and Yasashiku. May stopped just outside the door and peeked in. "Yasashiku, you have to go in, let the claw attach itself, then drink from that fountain and run out here as fast as you can. I don't think the werewolf can leave this chamber." The demon pointed to an old, still running fountain in the middle of a room. A large werewolf statue sat behind it with one of its front claws sliced off. Skeletons littered the ground, especially around the fountain.

Yasashiku gulped and looked over the area. "Well, that looks really healthy." May slapped the large werewolf's bare back.

"You'll do fine. Even if you don't get out in time, dad and I are here to save you." Yasashiku gulped before stepping into the room. The claw in his hand immediately flung itself from his grasp and attached itself to the large statue in the back of the room. The werewolf then bent down to the large fountain in the center and began to drink from it. The large stature started to shift and twist as it pulled itself from the wall. Once Yasashiku had drunk enough, he turned back to run towards May and HellBoy but stopped.

My heart... Its like its going to explode... The large werewolf fell to his knees and clutched his heart. All her could do was to try and stay conscious let alone try and run out of the room.

"YASASHIKU!" May started to run into the room until HellBoy grabbed her arm and forced her back. "What're you doing?! We've gotta save him!"

"You get him out of the room, let me deal with the werewolf." The large demon then let go of his daughter's arm and ran inside. May followed him quickly and knelt beside Yasashiku.

"Yasashiku! Hang on!" The demon grabbed one of the werewolf's arms and put it over her shoulder before trying to stand. Even with her increased strength it was difficult to lift the large werewolf up without him giving any help at all. "You have to help me! I can't carry you all by myself!" Once again she tried to heave the large werewolf out of the room, only managing to get him a few inches towards the entrance.

"My... Heart..." Yasashiku's eyes were large and sweat was coating his body. The fur that coated his skin was decreasing rapidly and his features were getting more and more human like. As the minutes passed, he kept getting lighter and easier to carry. May continued to pull him in jolts towards the door until they were at the entrance. Once she had finally managed to drag Yasashiku out of the door, she leaned him against a wall and kneeled in front of him.

"Yasashiku, hang on. You'll be back to normal soon and all this will be over." The magician looked up at her with painful eyes. He was now free of all his fur and only some of his facial structure and claws were left. May reached her hand up and placed it on Yasashiku's, which was still grasping as his chest. "Everything's going to be fine..." Smiling, she stood and ran towards the entrance.

The large werewolf was tossing her father around like a doll, slamming him into walls and everything surrounding the fountain. "DADDY! Yasashiku's outside! We have to leave!" Her father probably wouldn't be able to get out of the wolf's grasp alone, so May raced in and drew her gun. "HEY! OVER HERE!" The large werewolf turned to face the small demon child who was only as big as one of his arms. May smirked and aimed at his head, hitting her target three times. The werewolf howled and dropped HellBoy to claw at his face. The bullets she had used were made out of silver so if they weren't extracted they would burn the creature inside out. The large demon staggered to his feet as May did her best to pull him towards the entrance. "We've gotta go, Dad!"

"No, we have to finish him off so he doesn't leave the catacombs." HellBoy drew his gun and began shooting at the large werewolf, ignoring his daughter's futile attempts to pull him away by his large stone hand. Every bullet that hit the large creature started to burn the skin away. As the red demon ran out of bullets, he allowed May to pull him to the safety on the other side of the doorway.

"He can't leave the chamber, right? Were fine! Once we leave he'll just revert back to stone!" May paused as her dad collapsed where Yasashiku had been sitting. "Oh my god... Where's Yasashiku?!" The demon jumped up and looked into the chamber the large werewolf was in. Sure enough, Yasashiku was standing in front of the large creature with the katana May had given him. "YASASHIKU, NO!"

May rushed out just a second too late as the thief charged, slicing the werewolf's stomach open in one clean swipe. Yasashiku then grabbed onto the thick fur to hang on before the wolf grabbed his arm and flung him off. The small teen rushed over just in time to catch her friend, tumbling backwards as she did so. As both of them regained their composure, May boiled at Yasashiku's foolishness. "You DIPSHIT!"

"Get down!" The magician leaped on May and pressed her under his weight as a loud explosion went off where the werewolf had been standing. The small demon blinked and looked up. Yasashiku's bare back and half of his face was covered in the werewolf's blood as he grabbed May's hand and helped her up. Both of them looked over the wreckage of the room.

"It... Exploded?" Yasashiku smirked and looked at her.

"When I sliced his stomach open I planted a bomb I had made earlier inside. It was made out of silver so when it exploded, silver shards went though out his body. So not only did he explode, but he burnt to death."

"... Wow..." May blinked and stared back at Yasashiku's half blood covered face. Both of them then realized they were holding hands and their faces were awfully close. The small demon blushed furiously as Yasashiku stood up abruptly, pulling May up with him before letting go of her hand.

As all three of them walked out of the catacombs, May noticed the large scratch marks across Yasashiku's arm. "Yasashiku! Your arm!" The thief blinked and looked at his wounds. They weren't as painful as he thought they would be...

"S'ok they head werewolf is dead, right? Once he's dead then all the other werewolves are cured."

May raised a brow and shook her head. HellBoy, who was walking in front of them snorted. "Uhhh, that's just for vampires."

"What?!"

"Yeah... And when you killed the werewolf the fountain dried up."

"Ahhh, SHIT!" Yasashiku raised his arms to his head and ruffled his hair in frustration. "So now were back to where we started?!"

"Not exactly. If you haven't noticed, your still a human, right?" May looked over to him while putting her hands in her pockets.

"Well... Yeah."

"Then you're just a traditional werewolf now. That means you only change at will and on the full moon."

"Auuuuugh!" Yasashiku's head dropped, May giggled and patted his shoulder.

"Don't worry! You can stay in the B.P.R.D on full moon's and can now come on missions with us!" The small demon almost bounced at the thought of having another friend to aid on missions.

"Oh, no he can't." HellBoy spoke up while looking back at them. "He'll have to stay with us on full moons, but he's NOT coming on missions with us. How will we explain to his parents if he gets hurt during on of our missions?" May looked up at her father then down at her feet. He was right. "But if he only stays at the Bureau on full moons, he can just lie to his parents about spending the night at a friends house."

"That's true..." May looked over to Yasashiku who looked almost as disappointed as she did. "So you only have to stay at the B.P.R.D on full moons. Is that okay with you?"

Yasashiku looked down to May and stuck his hands in his large pockets of the torn jeans he was still wearing. "Well, I don't really have a choice. Plus, I guess it won't be that bad." The small demon smiled as the three headed out of the catacombs.

When we got back to New York and had all our wounds tended to I had to be put to bed rest for a cold I caught while in the catacombs. Yasashiku went back home with two agents who explained to his parents that he had been kidnapped after spotting The Black Magician with the Werewolves Claw. Luckily his parents accepted the story right away and all Yasashiku got was lost of hugs and kisses from his mother. He also promised that he would never tell anyone about the Bureau for Paranormal Research and Defense as long as we continued to help him with his little werewolf problem and keep his identity as The Black Magician a secret.

While I was trying to find a cure for him one day to rid him of the werewolf curse I was surprised when he stopped me and told me he'd rather live his life out like fate had planned it. That and because he said he wanted to keep visiting me. Other then that we both went out separate ways. I visit him sometimes on his roof like I always did with Cate and on full moons he drops by the Bureau to hide out.

Yasashiku seems to love that katana I gave him. It's hung up in his room above his bed now. I wonder if he'll ever find another use for it...

At times it feels like I'm pushing Cate aside and replacing her with Yasashiku, but I know that's not the case and I know Cate knows that. I'll continue to wear the necklace she made for me until the day die so her memory will live on.

May sat on the edge of her bed and swung her feet over the side as she looked down at a picture frame. Smiling, she leaned over and set it on the table next to her bed. A small clicking sound rang out as the necklace wrapped around her wrist made contact with the wooden frame. Looking back at the photograph in the picture frame, she smiled and turned off the light on the table before rolling over and covering herself with the blankets on her bed. The glass covering the picture reflected light as it finally came into view. It showed May and a large, black, werewolf Yasashiku side by side almost pressed against the camera giving each other bunny ears.