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Beauty and the Beast Within	By : TheShadowCat Category: G through L > Hellboy Views: 15623 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Hellboy, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Agent Evens gets his first assignment with Hellboy and company in the rain forests of Central America chasing Zips for nearly a week. It’s not until they find the main nest of the small male helmet wearing fairies that the truth comes out. It seems that the diminutive creatures were defending a herd of deer from poachers and the poachers came off the worst for wear.

Hellboy leaves the nest swearing under his breath as he goes storming through the forest. Only the calming effects of Abe and Liz cool the demon down enough where he doesn’t go and find the poachers so that he can pound them into the ground like a bunch of railroad spikes. Instead, they leave with a warning to the local government that poachers are attempting to kill fawns to make extremely soft leather out of the hides for the black market.

While working with Hellboy is a challenge and a privilege and Abe is a bit spooky, Evens doesn’t understand the reason Liz came along. While the agent is kind of glad she was there to help diffuse HB’s ire, he just doesn’t get why she’s on the team. What does she bring to the team? Myers had said something about her being able to handle fire, but he was to busy watching her ass to really pay attention. Maybe she came along to make their meals but he doesn’t remember her so much as touching a pan much less cooking.

It baffles him is that this woman is doing a man’s job instead of staying in her proper place back home. But what really gets him is that she’s chosen a demon to be her life partner instead of someone like him. He knows he’s a good looking guy; he’s had enough women tell him so. He guesses his dad was right, if a woman isn’t taught her proper place early on in life, she’ll turn into a slut.

Over the week following their return, things start to settle into something like a normal routine. While Liz doesn’t officially move out of her room, if any one goes looking for her, more than likely she will be found in Hellboy’s room. It quickly becomes an established fact that if his door is locked from the inside, do not bother knocking.

While most of the sentient beings of the bureau have made the adjustment to the new turn in Hellboy and Liz’s relationship, the cats are still adapting. More often than not, the felines take to hiding when Hellboy and Liz get into bed. Unfortunately for the cats, that seems to be where the couple is spending a lot of their time these days.

After they go through another round of testing the shocks on the truck, the bravest of the cats finally sticks his head out from under the couch as the sound of post coital kissing comes from the bed. Hesitantly, he crawls closer to the coveted sleeping spot and when no more wild screaming or thrashing comes from the bed, he jumps up and stares at the couple that doesn’t take any notice of him. With a cock of his little furry head, the former tom cat takes a seat and watches them.

They lie on their sides facing each other, her head resting on his right bicep as his right hand supports her back. His tail caresses her leg while his left hand gently brushes her sweat dampened hair out of her face. He softly strokes her face before his hand starts to move south and she lets out a groan when he gently squeezes her breast.

He quietly chuckles as his lips move down her jaw line to her neck as his tail pulls her leg on top of his. Her hands that had been resting against his chest move up and grab a hold of his shoulders, her short nails digging into his flesh though he gives no indication that he feels anything. Her breathing becomes short, ragged breaths as he continues to fondle her breast and his tail slips between her legs.

“Red,” she gasps in a needy voice. “Need you in me.”

He purrs happily as his slides his hand down her body and between her legs. She throws her head back and lets out a cry of pleasure as his fingers penetrate her core that’s amazingly still wet after all of their love making. His tail wraps itself around her leg to hold her in place as she grinds her hips to make him go deeper while her whimpering moans fill the room. A short eternity later, her body convulses around his hand as she screams his name with her completion just as the warning klaxon goes off.

“Ah, crap,” she groans while he growls at the flashing red lamp as it casts its garish light around the semi-darkened room.

They slowly drag themselves out of the bed, never noticing the cat sitting on top of one of the higher TVs glaring at them with his ears laid back against his little furry head.

Twenty minutes later, the two of them come stumbling into the boardroom freshly washed and dressed, Liz’s hair still damp from the rushed shower. Manning scowls at them but says nothing as they take their seats at the other end of the table from the director. There are various agents around the table including the new guy who’s watching Liz with thinly veiled want in his eyes. A glare from a pair of amber colored eyes causes Evens to quickly look down at his pad of paper.

Abe is seated near Manning since he has learned to put as much distance between himself and the newly joined couple in order to save himself any embarrassment. Getting caught between those two in an amorous nature once was enough to last him a life time, thank you very much. Manning waits until they are seated before he stands and starts the meeting.

“Ok, we’ve got problems in Asia,” Manning begins. “It seems young women are being kidnapped and then burned to death. We believe most of the women are from India with a few from Bangladesh and Nepal. From examining the bodies, it’s been determined that these women were aware of what was going on when they were being burned. From the way the arms and legs are positioned, it appears these women were staked out for some sort of ritual burning. Unfortunately, due to the conditions of the bodies and the fact that these women seem to be coming from the smaller villages that don’t really have any dental facilities, identification has been impossible.”

“A sacrifice?” Hellboy asks, his left arm casually draped over the back of Liz’s chair.

“It looks like it,” Manning replies. “None of the bodies are being found in the same place twice, but that’s because they’ve been dumped into the Ganges River. We’ve been able to narrow down the search area to someplace north of Calcutta because of that.”

“How many?” Liz asks.

“So far nearly a dozen bodies have been recovered,” Manning responds.

“Any idea who they’re making the sacrifices to and why?” John asks.

“I’m afraid not,” Manning answers. “That what you’re going to find out. Ok, people, time to repack those snow boots; you’re going to the Himalayas.”

They arrive in Calcutta in the middle of the night, making it easier to slip Hellboy and Abe into a secure area out of the public eye. They’re taken to a small hospital near the Jain Temple where they are met by several government officials, doctors and police. After talking through a translator to the people most closely associated with the case, they’re brought to a room where the most intact corpse is laid out on the floor, covered only with a sheet.

The cover is pulled back to reveal the charred remains of what was once a human being. Her hands have broken off; one foot is missing while the other leg is broken off just below the knee. Her arms are raised above her head, her wrists together, though it is obvious from the way her arms and body are twisted around that she struggled against her bonds. Her legs, on the other hand, are stretched out so to allow easy access to her genitals.

Abe squats down next to the corpse like a big blue frog, looking down at the blackened remains as his nictitating membranes blink to keep his eyes moist. He removes a glove with an audible ‘thwock’ and waves his hand over the woman. After a few moments he carefully lays a hand on the body and then immediately pulls his hand back as if he was burnt while the color drains from his face leaving him a very pale blue.

“Dear lord,” Abe whispers, his nictitating membranes practically flying over his eyes and if people could see his gills, they would notice them moving furiously too.

“What is it, Abe?” John asks, stepping closer.

“This woman wasn’t a sacrifice, she was an offering,” Abe states as he slowly inches closer to her.

“What’s the difference?” Hellboy asks, taking a drag on his cigar.

“The difference is that this woman wasn’t supposed to die,” Abe answers. “None of them were.”

“They get burned to death but they weren’t supposed to die?” Hellboy questions incredulously with a snort. “How’s that supposed to work?”

“This woman, like the others, was offered to the god, Agni, a Hindu fire god, as his consort,” Abe quickly explains. “They are hoping to find a woman worthy of the god so that she will get pregnant and the god can be reborn.”

“How’s knocking up a woman supposed make this god, or whatever he is, be reborn?” Evens inquires.

“Once the woman is pregnant, the god will then simply infuse himself into the child,” Abe patiently explains.

“So he becomes his own father?” Evens asks, now completely confused.

“Essentially, yes,” Abe nods just before turning his attention to the carcass. “I think I may be able to ascertain where they are hiding if I can…”

“But that’s not possible,” Evens interrupts, irritated by the lack of logic. “A guy can’t be his own father.”

“In the normal world, you would be quite right,” Abe agrees, turning back towards the agent. “However, we’re talking about a god and the normal rules don’t apply. Now if you don’t mind, please let me work.”

Evens opens his mouth but a sharp shake of the head from John to warn him makes him snap his maw shut. With a satisfied nod, Abe turns back to the woman and lays his hand on her once more. He stiffens as the images of the body’s past flood his mind and he doesn’t relax for several minutes.

“Her name was Ravija,” Abe starts quietly after pulling his hand away from the woman’s remains. “She came from a city north west of here on the Ganges River called Patna.”

The translator talks furiously with the officials for a few moments before turning back around to Abe who’s now standing up again.

“The mayor asks if it would be possible for you to identify the rest of the bodies,” the woman requests in flawless English. “So that they may be returned to their families for a proper burial.”

“I will do my best,” Abe replies with a small bow of his head.

“Thank you,” she sighs with relief.

She turns back towards the officials and speaks briefly with them. A moment later, the agents are being led out of the room and down a series of hallways until they reach a much larger room. All the furniture has been either removed or pushed to the side and filling the floor are very large baskets with burnt body parts in them.

“I’m afraid the river was not kind to these women,” the translator says as the agents stare in a combination of horror and revulsion. “Ravija is the most complete corpse we have. As you can see, there is no way for us to identify them. Your Dr. Manning said that you might be able to help us and we would be eternally grateful if you did.”

“I will do my best,” Abe responds as he steps closer to the first basket containing what looks to be legs. “I will need a place to put the completed bodies and someone will need to catalog them.”

“Of course,” the woman eagerly agrees.

The woman turns towards the few officials remaining, the others not wanting to see the room’s contents again, and quickly speaks to them. As they talk at length, Hellboy, being his usual patient self, steps up behind Abe.

“We don’t have time for this, Blue,” Hellboy quietly growls.

“I only have a vague idea where the ones doing this are,” Abe explains without turning around. “The more bodies I can examine, the better I will be able to home in on their location. Though, I do suggest that you get the others ready for a hike in the snow. From what little I have been able to gather they are in a small valley somewhere in the foothills of the Himalayas.”

“Great,” Hellboy mutters as he heads back towards John and the others. “More snow.”

“They’re going to bring what they can to help you sort,” the translator tells Abe when she’s done talking to the others. “I’ll help you catalog the remains. What of your friends? Will they be helping us?”

“They will be getting our supplies together for our trip into the mountains,” Abe answers as he watches a few of the remaining officials file out behind the agents. “Shall we get started?”

“Yes, of course,” she replies, not looking entirely thrilled with the idea of handling the charred remains of these women.

Shortly before dawn, Abe leaves the hospital and joins the others. The government has loaned them several trucks, including a covered supply truck that looks like its army surplus that was left over from the Korean War. Abe says nothing as he climbs into the back of the truck with Hellboy and John climbs in after them with a small bowl in one hand and a map stuffed into his pocket.

“Where are we going?” John asks as he hands Abe the bowl and then spreads out the map.

“Somewhere over here,” Abe answers as he points to a spot on the map north of Ravija’s town, Patna. “I’ll have a better idea when we get closer.”

“Ok, get some rest,” John replies while he climbs out of the truck. “You look dead on your feet.”

“The boy scout’s right, you look like hell,” Hellboy says, doing a poor job hiding his concern for his friend.

“I feel it too,” Abe replies as he pops the first rotten egg into his mouth. “Sorting through all of those body parts was not enjoyable, but it was informative.”

“What’dya find out?” Hellboy asks while Abe downs another egg.

“Quite a bit,” Abe responds as he eats the last egg. “I’ll tell you about it after I’ve gotten a bit of rest.”

With that, Abe puts the bowl off to the side, grabs a sleeping mat that was stored in the truck and lays it on the floor. Abe lies down on top of it, using someone’s backpack as a pillow and within moments is sound asleep. Only on a few occasions has Hellboy ever seen Abe so tired that he’ll sleep out of water and it leaves the demon a bit worried over his long blue friend.

More than a day later, the trucks come to a stop in the foothills of the Himalayan Mountains, unable to go any farther. The agents unload the trucks and head out with Hellboy, Liz and Abe in the lead and nearly a dozen human agents following behind them.

“Why the hell couldn’t these idiots pick the middle of summer to pull this shit?” Hellboy snarls as they tromp through the snowy mountain path. “And why the hell does it always have to be somewhere that it’s freezing? Why can’t we get sent to a nice resort? In the tropics maybe.”

“The tropics get rather hot and humid during the middle of summer,” Abe points out as he follows along behind Liz.

“You’re not helping, Blue,” Hellboy growls over his shoulder.

“You didn’t ask for help,” Abe reminds him as Liz suddenly steps out of the way and lets Abe by on the well worn path. “You asked why we don’t get sent to a tropical resort in the middle of summer.”

“It was a retarical question,” Hellboy snaps.

“Rhetorical,” Abe corrects as Liz drops farther back to walk with John and Evens.

“They always argue like this?” Evens quietly asks.

“Constantly,” John chuckles as he shares a knowing smile with Liz.

“Don’t worry,” Liz assures the new guy. “When it comes to a fight, neither one of them would want any one else at their back. This is just HB’s way of venting off steam and Abe is just crazy enough to take the brunt of it. But I guess that’s what brothers are for.”

“They’re brothers?” Evens questions in shock.

“Not literally,” John smiles. “But close enough to the real thing.”

“Ok, I think I get it,” Evens nods before he turns to Liz. “So what’s your story? Why did you join the BPRD?”

Liz stares at him for a moment before turning to John, but John just shrugs.

“I’ve tried to tell him,” John states as the less than amused woman frowns at him. “So has Manning. I guess he just doesn’t get it.”

“Great,” she growls. “Just keep him out of my way if things start to heat up.

“What did I say?” Evens inquires as she stomps off to catch up with Hellboy and Abe.

“Liz has left the bureau thirteen times,” John tries to explain. “And thirteen times she’s come back. She has no place else to go where she can truly belong and now that she and Hellboy are together, hopefully it’s the only place she wants to be. She didn’t choose to be with the bureau, the bureau chose her.”

“I don’t get it,” Evens states still obviously flummoxed.

“How did you get picked to work at the bureau?” John asks.

“Dr. Manning chose me himself,” Evens answers proudly, puffing out his chest.

“This, unfortunately, explains a lot,” John mumbles.

“What’s that supposed to mean?” Evens demands.

“It means if you want to keep all your body parts in one piece, you’ll stay away from Liz,” John replies. “Otherwise, you just might get burned.”
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