Hola me... Whatever the hell you people are. Anyway! Heres the next chap up in my Hellboy Story, like, the sequel... Thingy... Whatever... I feel kinda... Dorky today. Who knows what's gonna come up Oh I KNOW! Come Concussions...

I don't own hellboy! I own Alison! Whom is based off... hm... someone...

Alison

I followed Red into the room. Boy did it look like crap. Artifacts and stuff were scattered along the floor, along with, oh ew, bodies. I was breifly reminded of that mission about two years back at the bank, my first mission. I remembered how scared I had been. Now, walking into a possibly deadly situation, again, I found it almost laughable. Almost. Seeing decapitated bodies I will probably never get used to. It's just one of those things yanno?

Red knelt down, looking at a shoe it was covered in ooze and the goop slid down it grossly as he began to speak. "You better hit the books brother blue, were deffinatly gonna need more info on this one." I sighed, looking up and making a Hm noise. "Whats up, kid?" HB asked. I pointed up. "That." He looked seeing the monster crunching on one of the gaurds. "Hey, Stinky!" He called up. The monster paused. Sometimes Hellboy's nicknames got to, even the monsters. I waited for him to finish his little line. "What'cha havin? seven library gaurds raw plus belts and boots? Damn. Yer gonna need some heavy fiber to move that out." I snorted at the comment lightly. "Red... The entity's name is Sammael, the desolate one." "Come on, Red just kill it already and stop making small talk." I joked. He watched the Sammael. "Hey, Sammy, what do you say we work this out in a nice, peaceful-" The Sammael jumped from the ceiling and started to run. "Aw crap." He ran after it, shooting.

Following for a moment, I realised, this fight was Red's. So I slunk back a bit, watching. He shot Sammael, and the beast fell. He started walking away. Of course... Heading out to flirt with Liz again. He was gonna get it big time if he didn't watch it. I could hear his intercom. "Red, you need to hear the rest of the information." "Nah. It's taken care of." "No listen to this.. Sammael the desolate one, lord of the shadows, hound of ressurection..." I gasped. I looked, Sammael was gone. Red muttered something, then cursed, before he had tim eot look around I yelled. "RED LOOK OUT!" He swiveled around, Sammael hitting him and throwing him across the room.

A potted plant in the corner erupted in a small shower of dirt as it grew and began to slip alongthe floor to the Sammael, the beast turned, slashing my poor plant away. I felt a small pang of pain in my heart. I felt whatever happened to the plants anymore. Sometimes it was ok, feeling the growth of a tiny plant made me feel giddy, but when I felt that of a withered plant, I felt death.

Clutching my chest I watched as Hellboy was flung about the room, Sammael threw him out the window, I raced to the window, watching him plummet, I made roots pop from the ground and cushion his fall. I saw him give me the OK. Then I turned, facing the off-center face of Sammael. I almost choked. It was going to kill me. Just as it had those men, just as my parents almost had. It grabbed me with those slimy gross claws, and FLUNG me threw the air OUT the window onto the top of the other building. I heard a sickening crunch, and KNEW something was broken. I clutched my wrist, and fell asleep.

Still Alison. I don't think it will EVER be anyone else...

I woke up in the med wing. Boy I was glad to be seeing Red's face. I thought for a while i'd wake up to Sammael. I felt pain in my wrist and looked over from the metal chair/table thing. My wrist was bandaged and I felt gauze wrapped around my forehead. He was in a metal chair/table thing across from me, getting his arm treated. "Wha'appened?" I asked groggily rubbing one eye. "Nothin. You got yer tail kicked by Sammael and I fried him in the subway." I gave him a small glare. "Lovely. Wanna tell me what Abe is pulling out of your arm? Look's like a bathbead." I heard Abe give a chuckle and saw Professor Broom give me a crinkled smile. "It's an Egg..." He put it under the microscope. "The stinger detaches itself from the tongue, and injects the eggs, they are VERY sensitive to, heat, light, they need a humid, dark environment, to breed." "Did you ever lose track of it?" John asked, eyeing me for some reason. "Well, there was that one moment when I had the train on top of my head." I supressed a snort. "Either way. Tomorrow you will go to that subway station with a group of operatives. Find the eggs and destroy them. Alison, you will be staying here."

This time, I really did choke. "WHAT? No way am I staying here!" He almost smiled. I HATED it when he didn't take me seriously. "Your injured." "I've fought with worse." "You have a small concussion." "Emphasis on small." he smiled broadly. Hellboy looked shocked at my quick banter. "C'mon Professor, you've known me long enough by now to know i'm stronger then I appear. I can take a simple find and poke mission." He was smiling again and I was getting kinda angry. "C'mon kid, let it go. You know pop isn't gonna give in." Hellboy would never go right out and say that his dad was stubborn. But he was thinking it, I could tell. I gaped at them all. This was NOT fair. Of course, that might have been the concussion talking.

Rawr. Enjoy ppls. Hope you all liked it! I'll update My X-Men Story tomorrow. Or maybe later today. Depends on my mood. Later!

-Blitz