Chapter 4

K A - B O O M !

The casino's gent's toilets were no more, and neither was Eruption. When Eruption erupted, causing a violent explosion, Hellboy was severely damaged, and Eruption was scattered everywhere. Eruption was no more.

After witnessing the horrific event, Robot scurried to the remaining debris of the explosion. Luckily for Hellboy's healing factor, he had managed to remain in almost on piece.

From the explosion, Hellboy had managed to lose his stone arm. "AAAARRGH!" he yelled in pain. "My arm! That son of a %!&£$ blew up my arm!!"

"Heh, heh, heh. I may have lost a henchman in the process," Mr. Unknown said walking over to them, clapping his hands. "But it was well worth it just to see you suffer, Hellboy. Now give me my money, Robot! Your time is up!"

The Robot staggered back in shock. "H-Here!" Robot said, throwing Mr. Unknown the bag of $200.

"$200? You think that this is enough?!? Far from it!"

At that moment, Zapper arrived, and started blasting electricity from his staff at Mr. Unknown.

Disregarding the electrical blasts as if they were blasts of water, Mr. Unknown paid no attention to Zapper's attack. "What do you want?" he asked.

"I have the rest of Robot's money right here!" zapper replied, throwing a bigger bag of cash to Mr. Unknown.

Mr. Unknown opened the bag and inspected it's contents. "Very nice, Zapper. Thank-you. But Robot failed, for the money did not come from him at all. I know he got that $200 from Hellboy's poker game. And this load of cash came directly from you. Robot must be terminated."

"N-No! please!" Robot begged.

The tension began to build as Hellboy was losing a lot of blood and Robot wasn't going last much longer in this reality.

"I'll make you a deal, Zapper. I can spare your life, and Robot's, but Hellboy will bleed to death. Or, I can spare Hellboy's life and kill Robot. Which shall it be?"

"Spare Hellboy's Life, Zapper! I'm Only A Robot. They're Probably Already Building Better Versions Of Me As We Speak."

Zapper thought for a bit. And then he thought some more. And then he thought some more again.

"Well?" Mr. Unknown asked, losing his patience with Zapper.

"…k-kill the Robot. Save Hellboy, NOW!" Zapper said with hesitation.

"Alright then. Robot: over write serial number 450545690: self-destruct." Mr. Unknown ordered.

"Computing: self-destruct." B O O M ! Robot was gone for good.

"Hellboy." Mr. Unknown said, walking over to Hellboy. "I need you to say something very special for me. It's only three little words. Can you do that for me?"

"Y-yes." Hellboy said in pain.

"I need you to say your name for me Hellboy. Your real name."

Hellboy stared angrily at Mr. Unknown. He knew what was coming next. And so did Mr. Unknown.

"You won't be able to control me, you know." Hellboy said to Mr. Unknown.

"Oh, yes. I know very well that I shall not be able to control you. Neither will anyone else for that matter of fact." Mr. Unknown said. "So unless you want to lie here, bleeding to death. I suggest you say your real name right now."

"My real name…" Hellboy said. "…my real name is--"