A/N: Ok, so, Andi is slightly pissed off with a private message she was sent about her not putting a disclaimer on her chapters… And also for not putting this stupid A/N thing on here… so unless you guys want a shorter chapter next time, ENOUGH NIT PICKING! And to whomever sent that blasted message saying that you'd report us if we didn't do it and have BOTH of our stories kicked off can tell our readers that and see what they do!

She's pissed, I'm pissed, enjoy the friggin chapter. And I will NOT put a disclaimer on it, because I'm pretty sure everyone knows I don't own this. To those who don't complain and simply read and/or review, we thank you and apologize for the delay.

Warning: Rape and slight fluff and violence in this chapter.

-5 years later-

The alarm was ringing, the red light flashing, but it didn't matter anymore… nothing seemed to since that day. I headed to the briefing room, knowing this day wouldn't be any different then all the others over the last five years. Sure, it was a different demon in a different location, but it was never the same. I say down in my chair and looked at the empty chair to my left, the one that had held countless liaisons, but had quit because they couldn't handle it.

None were like John.

He'd always handled things differently then the others. Instead of yelling when I'd do something I knew would piss him off, he had just rolled his eyes and let it go, instead of walking away from my temper, he'd met it head on…

We all missed John.

I thought about that day five years ago, just like I did with every waking breath since then, and when I wasn't thinking about it, I dreamt about it. I dreamt about how he knelt down by Liz to try and help her, about how he had held onto that edge for all he was worth, about the blood that soaked the front of his shirt from his busted chin… I looked down to look at the burn marks from the acid on that snakes hands that burned the darker red finger prints onto my tail.

Once I found that son of a bitch I was going to kill him.

"…and we've found that they moved from their old location to a new one. About a hundred miles below a meat packing plant in Germany. They have humans as… pets I guess you could say." Manning said. "There has been a sighting of one that I think might interest you all."

"Highly doubt that Manning." I mumbled.

"The king finally came out of hiding."

All of our heads shot up.

"I thought that might interest you." He said with a smile. "He has relocated and picked up more humans. Your mission is to find them. Liz; you're on search and rescue, Abe; you'll be helping her find them… And Hellboy, you get to take care of the king. Everyone know your assignments?" At our nods, he smiled.

"Then let's get to Germany."

Somewhere in Germany

"Move those pigs faster maggots!" Yelled a six foot snake man as he cracked a whip over our heads.

"Bet he wouldn't be as tough if he didn't have that whip." A girl behind me whispered to another next to her. "And why doesn't the guy in front o us have any lash marks?"

"They say it's because, after all this, he's the king's whore." Whispered a man behind them. I flinched at the word. "Poor guy even has to deal with his temper. I hear he's got acid burn marks all over his chest."

"No talking!"

They all hushed… good. I didn't need to know how many people down here knew what I did… what I was forced to do.

"You, American boy, the king wants you now." The guard hissed. I nodded and put the pigs I had in the pen and started walking when a male grabbed my arm. I looked up to see a pale brunette with green eyes smiling at me.

"Be strong as you can boy… Soon, all will be good." He said in german. I tried to smile and nodded.

"Thank you." I whispered as I walked to the king's chambers. As soon as I entered, I was smacked into a wall, the skin on my cheek breaking on impact. Then a tail wrapped around my waist to slam me into a flat stone surface hard enough to knock the wind out of me.

"Your clothes stink. Take them off." Hissed that dreaded voice in my ear.

I hesitantly stripped off my pants. Even after all these years in the dark, my modesty was still in tact. My eyes had adjusted to the darkness within the first month of being down here, so I saw the handcuffs on the wall easily.

"To the restraints." He hissed. "Facing me."

I gulped and did as I was told, remembering my last escape attempt and the pain that followed it, only to have both of my wrists taken in one of his hands and roughly put into the cuffs.

"You took to long pet." He said as his tongue flicked over my collar bone. "Now I'm aggravated."

I shuddered in disgust.

He took my legs and put them around his back, forcing my ankles to interlock behind him. "Are you ready?" He asked, his erection pushing out of it's slit and pressing against me.

"No." I whimpered.

"To damn bad." He hissed and roughly shoved inside of me. I screamed in pain, begged him to stop, but all he did was frown and place an acid coated hand on my chest to show me his displeasure in my noise. "Hush. You will tell me your name boy."

I couldn't help but smirk through my pain and tears at the simple fact that he still didn't know my name after five years.

"N-no!" I shouted as I tried to squirm away, which only pissed him off. He slammed into me twice as hard as he usually did, tearing me, burning me, cutting me, doing anything in his power to make me scream in pain.

"I think that's about enough, highness." Said a voice that caused me to look up. "I don't think that guy likes it very much."

I had died. That had to be the only explanation to all this… this had to be just me seeing the last thing on earth I ever wanted to see before I died, but surely Red thought I was dead…

"Let's put on some light, shall we?" The king asked as he called for the torches to be lit.

"Good idea." He said as the last one by us was lit. "That means I get to see your face better when I-" He stopped and looked at me, the pause only lasted fo a few seconds before he whispered just one word.

"…J-John?"

I couldn't believe it… The kid was alive! A little worse for wear, but it didn't matter, he was alive.

"If you don't mind, I have some business to finish first." The king said as he shoved roughly into John. I heard the kid scream, and I saw red. This was what he was subjected to for all these years? Being raped by some sex derived snake guy?! And all to save our own hides…

Now I was pissed.

"Hey ugly, I ain't waiting on you to finish jackin' off!" I said as I grabbed him by his chin from behind. I pulled back and couldn't help but be a little satisfied to the crack that came with it. As king fell to the ground, he was pulled none to gently out of Scout. I heard him whimper and immediately started to get the cuffs off of him.

"Scout, John are you ok?" I asked, my tail instinctively wrapping around his waist lightly. His eyes widened and he quickly looked up at me. "Shh, shh… I won't do anything to you. You're safe Boy Scout." I said as I handed him his pants. He put them on and launched himself into my chest, almost like he was begging me to take him away from here. "Come on Scout. Let's get you out of here." I said and picked him up, cradling him.

The light burns.

I had to hide my face in Red's shirt when we stepped above ground. After being underground for so long, the light was going to take some getting used to. I hear two people yell my name, and they sound familiar, but I can't stand to look up just yet.

"He can't look up yet. Let's get him in the truck to talk." Red whispered. He hadn't put me down the entire time, and when I squirmed to get away, he just tightened his grip a bit.

"Don't squirm Scout… you'll hurt yourself." He had told me as he reassuringly stroked my back.

I glanced at him and he smiled at me. "You're safe." He promised me as he laid me gently down on the couch in the truck "Nothin's gonna happen to you ever again."He said as he threw a light blanket over me. I curled up under it and sighed because it smelled like Hellboy.

"He hasn't talked." Abe said, being sure that it was a statement and not a question.

"Nope. He just shouted no in German… or maybe he hissed it… I don't know. He's been gone so long, I wonder if he even remembers how to shoot a gun." I mumbled.

"Who cares? He's back!" Liz said with a smile. "We'll just have to teach him what he doesn't remember."

"So that leaves Hellboy to combat."

"And you to readin' and writin'…"

"Then where does that leave you Liz?"

She got an evil smile.

"Why, how to dress again of course!"

God help John and any other man that goes shopping with Liz!

Hope you enjoyed. We wrote this starting at two thirty and finished at almost five thirty, so forgive any spelling errors.

And we were only up this early because we got food poisoning… It sucks, so we're writing on about two hours of sleep.

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