First Mission Freak Out
It was nearly two in the morning when the alarms went off rousing a sleepy Marcy
from her sound sleep.
"Wha's going on?" Marcy asked stumbling from her bedroom and into the library.
"Get dressed kid, you're going on your first mission" Hellboy said gruffly "Ok, someone's gotta get Irma up and it's not going to be me!"
"Don't look at me, that kid's an animal when she's woken up too early" Clay said motioning to a large scratch on his hand from when he had tried waking up Irma before.
"Well you don't have to Agent Clay, I'll wake her myself " Pr. Broom said shuffling off towards Irma's room.
"Wait!? Pop no, she's . . ." Hellboy said hurrying after him and catching up to him just as he entered Irma's room
"Irma . . ." He said putting a hand to her arm "Come now Irma, wake up"
"Urmph . . ." was the answer that came from the heaped up blankets with an arm protruding from under them
"Oh hush! You need to get up now" Pr. Broom said
"Let me try, pop" Hellboy said scooping up the ball of blankets and shaking them out sending Irma flopping onto the cold tile floor
"WHAT THE HELL DID YOU DO THAT FOR! ! !" Irma yelled glaring at him "Get dressed kid you're going on a mission" Hellboy replied a smug smile on his face.
The sight that greeted them as they stepped out from the garbage truck was pure evil, large bearish creatures with the legs of a very large bird of prey, a whip like tails that ended in a razor sharp blades a foot in length, and the head, torso, and arms of what looked like a decomposing ape.
"WE CAN'T TAKE ON THOSE THINGS! WE'RE JUST KIDS! ! !" Marcy hissed at no one in particular, just as the earth shaking booms of Hellboy's gun the Samaritan exploded a few feet from where she and Irma were crouched behind a stack of pipes watching as the other agents fire at the creatures, Liz sends a stream of fire that engulfs a group of three of the creatures, she spots a creature going towards Marcy and Irma.
"RED! !" Liz screams, before Hellboy can react a creature leaps at him, a shard of ice from Marcy, stabs into the creature followed by a ball of red hot magma from Irma
As they return Irma slumps down against the loading dock door.
"You Ok kid?" John asks, Irma doesn't answer she sits there, the same grim blank look on her face the one she wore when she first came to the Bureau.
"Liz! Red!" John calls getting up and running to where Liz was standing next to Hellboy talking with Clay
"Hey, there's something wrong with Irma" John says, Liz starts running towards Irma but Hellboy gets there first.
"Irma . . ." Irma begins crying "Come on half pint let's get you inside" Hellboy whispered picking her up.
"She's never killed before. It scared her" Abe said looking at Irma from across Broom's library as she sat curled up in a quilt on the couch next to Liz.
"I thought Marcy would be sensitive to violence. Not Irma" Hellboy said shaking his head in confusion. "She was real gutsy when she stood up to me that first time I met her."
"Those who appear brave on the outside, aren't always brave on the inside son" Pr.Broom said putting a hand on his large red son's shoulder. "And Irma happens to be one of those people"