"You're not going anywhere." Said Hellboy as they walked beside eachother towards the debriefing room.
"Why not. I have been cooped up with out so much as a glimpse of the sun or the sky for over twenty-nine years and as if that's not enough incentive, I have also killed more demons than you will in your entire lifetime. So if you can think of any reason why I shouldn't be allowed to join you, I am all ears. " She said without stopping.
They were right outside the office of the debriefing room when Hellboy pulled her aside. "How about because Rasputin is trying to destroy the world, and he needs you to do It." he said directly.
"Do you really think these walls are any deterrent for him. Hellboy if he wants me, nothing short of death will stop him." She said.
She took a deep breath in before continuing. "At least let me be free for a while. For as long as I can."
Hellboy stood ad was about to respond when Myers poked his head out the doorway. "Hey, Hellboy, your needed inside."
"Uh, yeah alright I will be right there."
He stood silent looking down at her as though he could only think of things that he did not want to say.
"Just go." she said finally. "They are waiting for you."
Hellboy stepped into the room followed closely by Angela.
"Hellboy, we have more information on this one than usual so Abe wont be joining you." said Manning as he clicked a remote and brought up a screen on the wall. "this is the creature, it caused a disturbance in central west about twenty minutes ago, killing two people, from what we can tell it has friends." He brought up a new picture of three creatures. "We did some fast research and found its called…"
"Samaielle, an ancient demon that could not be destroyed when it was alive a century years ago, its essence was sealed in a holy relic by the tears of a thousand angels. It will not be easy to destroy, and who ever released it must have done so with purpose." Interrupted Angela.
"Yes that is what we found also." Said Manning
"Listen I don't care much about all the history crap all im looking is to kill it." said Hellboy.
"Right, well that's the tricky thing, we haven't found a way yet but im certain Angela can bring us some enlightenment on the subject." Said Manning as he turned to Angela.
"As far as I know, only angels can kill a samaielle completely, but that's not the worst part you have to be concerned about. These creatures breed at an extraordinary rate. They can reach numbers in the hundreds in only a few days." She said.
Manning looked distressed at her words. Angela questioned weather he was worried because of the creature or because he was afraid of having to allow her away from the watchful eye of the BPRD.
"You're not going on this mission." Said Manning.
Angela was right; he was more concerned about letting her out than killing the creature.
"Hellboy, you and the team will just have to find a way to kill this thing. I am sorry Angela but it is to risky to have you along, my men have a hard enough time keeping track of you while you're here, we cant risk taking you outside."
At his word Hellboy remembered what his father had said about Manning's men. They might kill her. A sinking feeling caught in his chest and for a moment he thought that she might be safer on the mission with him.
"Hellboy, get your team together and move out." Said manning as he collected his papers from the desk. "we are done here."
Hellboy tried too free the tightening in his chest as he looked at Angela, telling himself that he would be gone for only a few hours at the most and she would be fine.
Angela looked disappointed but not surprised at Manning's decision and placed a hand on Reds chest. "Don't worry." She said with a smile.
"What makes you think im worried." Said Red as he lit another cigar. "Its them damned monsters who are gonna be worried,"
Angela smiled more brightly. She could see past his words and for some reason it made him feel better about having to go. "kill one for me HB." She said as he left. "I will be here when you get back."
He smiled as he walked away. Man that girl was something else. He thought as he checked his gun for bullets.
It was already early evening by the time the team left, nearly 8 pm. Angela as exousted from the day, she hadn't had much down time since she had gotten up that morning and her muscles ached.
The thought of rest had been circling around in her brain for an hour at least but she kept feeling an uneasiness. A fear almost.
It was Rasputin. Though she wouldn't admit it to anyone including herself, Angela was more concerned about the ritual than anyone knew. She felt an urge to do something to protect herself, to protect the world.
Through examining her own thoughts Angela found herself in the library where Abe was busy reading away from inside his tank.
"Hello." He said with surprise as she walked in.
"Hello." She said, walking over and casually examining the books he was reading.
"You didn't come in here just to browse for reading material." Said Abe. Knowing what was going through her head.
"No." she said. "The truth is i…"
"You wanted to do everything you could to help find a way to stop the end of the world." Said Abe.
"Something like that." she said with a smile.
"I am happy you came, I was going to ask you to come anyway. I need to ask you some questions. Anything about angels, about your time in hell and why you were sent there, could help." He said.
Angela sighed and moved a chair over to the tank. "o knew I would have to tell all sooner or later." She said with reluctance.
"I suppose I should start at the beginning." She said. "Or rather at the end." She said with a small smile that shone with no flicker of happiness but rather with an amused irony.
"it was February 17th, 1944. The day I died." She paused, closing her eyes and leaning back in the seat. "My daughter Katherine, I remember her baby smell as she rested asleep next to my body, my mothers hand clasping my own, as though she thought if she and I held tightly enough we could hold my spirit in my body and I would not die. My parents had arrived just three days earlier in Germany after hearing of my daughter's birth. It was clear even then that I would never see home again. None of us accepted it the first day but on the second a feeling came over me, and I knew I would die. Btu my mother held fast to defiance. She always was stubborn; it was the only way she and my father had survived during their hard lives, by never accepting defeat. Before they came to America their last name was Mcpherren, but once arriving here, there was so much prejudice, and they changed it to Thompson. That's just how strong they were, they were always able to give up everything to survive.
When my husband died, I thought I would never again be able to breath properly. It just hurt too much, that pain never went away, even when I went to Germany. That's something I regret, I brought my daughter into the world feeling only pain. I wish I had been able to show her happiness first, but I have never been as strong as my mother. That's why I named my daughter after her, Katherine.
My husband was a United States soldier, but he was Jewish, and when he was captured, the Germans didn't place him in a POW camp, they put him in a concentration camp. They couldn't give me his body because they had burned it along with the others they had murdered, but I didn't know that until I was already there." Tears rolled down her face as she spoke but she never stopped. "The last thing I remember was my mothers hand, it was wrapped so tightly, my mothers face so filled with pain, she had been crying for so long and her eyes were red, she seemed so desperate, as though she was begging me…to live. I reached my hand out to wipe my mothers tears away; I wanted her to understand, to be happy. But my hand never reached her face and I heard her scream.
I remember dieing. It was…like closing my eyes, and slowly breaking the surface of the water to breath in air for the first time. There was peace and silence, without even my own thoughts to clutter it.
I became an angel because of how I died. When a person dies trying to relieve pain or suffering their spirit becomes an embodiment of that act, and an angel is born. So you see it was because of my mother that I am what I am.
Twenty years or so later my parents died and I was able to thank them. That was a bonus in the angel department, being able to speak to you loved ones." She said with a smile.
"Did you ever get to se our husband?" asked Abe,
The smile quickly vanished from Angela's face. "No…he wasn't in heaven." She said.
"Is he in hell?"
"I don't know where he is." She said. "No one ever told me."
"Why were you sent to hell?" asked Abe.
Sorry to cut you off short but their was a lot of dialogue in that chapter and you need to know it so I thought you should read it.