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�� Tamara
shoved Abe away and he landed heavily across the table, knocking over a table
and a few chairs. �This is a bad idea,� she said hoarsely. She held herself
around the waist as she backed away, navigating the path to the bookcases
behind her on memory alone. What good would looking do anyhow?
�� She
was so aroused she could barely see straight. Her body was one giant pulse. It
trembled her hands, her legs, her everything. Tamara pushed her fists between her
legs and fell to her knees. Nek�kem�s impulses had never
been so horrible. Her nether lips were so swollen, just walking stimulated her.
Even falling to the floor like she did sent a tingle of pleasure through her
body. She did not even open her eyes for fear of what the wealth of sensory
information would make her do next.
�� This
is a really bad idea,� she whined
into the floor, twisting her face against the carpet.
�� It
is the only way,� Abe knelt beside her. He helped her up and held her about the
waist while he spoke against her neck. �He is weak. We only need to nourish him
enough so he will speak to us.�
�� So
he will speak to me.� She shoved
weakly at his chest but Abe held her firmly. Tamara relented and let her head
fall on his shoulder. �I am not entirely comfortable with the person he turns
me into, Abe.�
�� But he is�� Tamara shut her eyes. She
heard the entity cackle weakly in the depths of her mind and suddenly became very
aware of Abe�s hands on her hips, rubbing wide circles on her bottom as he drew
her to him. �Quit being such a fucking cocktease. If you didn�t want him too, I wouldn�t be here.�
�� Shut
up!�
�� Abe
tilted his head, his eyes blinking with a wet sound. Tamara held her head with
trembling hands, cupping her ears. �He�s talking to you already, isn�t he?� he
asked. �Just a kiss did the trick?�
�� Tamara
whimpered and Abe had his answer. He also had enough of her protesting.
Communicating with Nek�kem like this wouldn�t be so
terrible. The only difficulty he foresaw was stopping before either one of them
came.
�� This
is�a bad idea,� Tamara rolled her eyes shut and muttered a curse. Abe�s hands
travelled up her sides and took her breasts, rubbing her nipples through her
blouse. The tips strained against the thin cotton and he bent his head to kiss
each one.
�� Abraham
please�� she sighed, her legs buckling.
�� Not
until he speaks. I want to know who those men were in the church, why they knew
you. I want to know what Larrioux�s followers so
afraid of,�
�� Abe�s
hand slid between her cheeks, his fingers pressing at the puckered hole there and
Tamara gasped. His mouth covered hers, roughly and she moaned into the kiss,
her eyes rolling. Pleasure opened her mind and ushered in the entity like never
before, allowing it seat her mind and body. Abe felt her go limp, her head
sagging back pitifully but he did not stop.
�� Tamara
lifted her head again and the voice she spoke in made him halt immediately.
�They were afraid of me,�
�� Abe
looked at the woman in his arms. Her eyes were bleeding black again and staring
with hateful intent into what felt like his core. The agent greeted the
creature coolly. �Nek�kem I presume.� Tamara nodded
and Abe tightened his grip on her waist. �She is stronger than your will. She
will not do what you ask.�
�� Soon
it will not matter,� it rattled with a toothy grin. �I will not call her home
for much longer.�
�� What
do you mean?�
�� It
smiled wide and pulled him closer, her eyes turning wholly black. �It means
enjoy her while you can merbeast.�
�� It
fisted a hand in his neck and pulled his head down. Abe let out a sound feeling
It�s tongue thrust into his mouth. The kiss was hard
and vicious. He could feel his cock tense with anticipation but he suppressed
the urge. Although her body held him, her lips pressed against his, this was
not Tamara. Abe used all his strength to pry her away from his mouth and hold
her out at arms length.
�� What
will you do with her?� he demanded angrily. When it laughed, Abe shook it
harder, but if anything the cackling grew louder. Nek�kem�s
essence coloured the sound, making it darker and unsettlingly threatening. It
felt like a spike slowly easing in Abe�s spine and then it stopped. Her head
came back to face him and Abe waited with breath held for an explanation but it
was done. Over. It slithered back into the depths it
crawled from and slowly the colour drained from her eyes returning them to
normal.
�� Tamara
closed them, letting a hot tear roll down her cheek. Trapped in her mind, she
heard every word spoken and it filled her with utter despair. �He�s going to
kill me�or worse�
�� Abe
wiped her tears away with his hand, �What could be worse than death?�
�� Being
his servant,�
�� Abe
shook his head, �We will find a solution before then,� he vowed.
�� You
have to know what something is to kill it and we don�t.�
�� Then
ask it,�
�� Tamara
quickly dismissed the idea. She made a scoffing sound and curled tighter
against herself. �Like he would tell me. Especially
knowing my intent?�
�� Have
you tried? If he can absorb and know your thoughts, why can�t you do the same?�
�� Tamara
had been too terrified to even speak to it let alone try to understand it and
she realised now that that had been a mistake. Under the weight of his
expectant stare, Tamara closed her eyes.
�� Abe
took a breath, hopeful. He watched as her eyes danced behind her shut lids and
exhaled dejectedly when they flew open.
�� Tamara
sagged, her shoulders bowed as she shook her head. �I can�t,� she huffed, �He�s
gone.�
�� Abe
took a sure step forward and cupped her cheeks. Tamara let out a knee of
surprise as he kissed her, crushing her lips with his in a surprising show of
force. He loved kissing her and felt like he could do it forever, but first he
had to ensure first there would even be a future. He pulled away and searched
her eyes, �Anything?�
�� Tamara
raised a shaking hand to her mouth and tried in vain to wipe the sweet taste of
him from her lips. �No. Talking before took too much out of him,�
�� The
man took her wrist and pulled her arm around him. �Then we will give him
motivation,� Abe rasped, kissing her again.
�
�� Hellboy
moved into the hallway with a growl. �Where is that damn knocking coming from?�
�� He
had been working out, bench pressing a few drums of munitions in one of the
B.P.R.D�s many stockpile rooms, when the rhythmic sound found his overly
sensitive ears and at first, he ignored it. Counting his repetitions while
simultaneously forgetting his growing affections for Liz, but it gained in
intensity and speed, threatening to drive him mad. So he stood, tossing the
massive drums to the ground, slapping his towel over his shoulder and let the
noise lead him never expecting it would bring him right to her.
�� Hellboy
quietly paused in the doorway of the community lounge. Liz was leaning against
the counter, slowly mixing creamer into a cup of coffee. She tucked the hair
that fell in her face behind her ear and looked up. She saw the big red agent
there, lumbering in the hallway, trying to hide. She was trying to hide too.
�� Liz
took her cup and moved away, hoping he would leave her be but Hellboy followed,
closing the door behind him. He wanted to talk, they needed to talk. Ever since that night in the infirmary, she had been
avoiding him even more than usual�which was saying a great deal�and he had his
suspicion as to why.
�� It
was just a kiss on the cheek,� he sighed with exasperation, his hands moving in
circles as he tried to pluck the right words from the air. �I just�I just
wanted to show you I cared. I didn�t think it would mean anything.�
�� Hellboy
took another heavy breath hearing the half-truth fall out of his mouth. A
goodnight kiss was something Father had done it many times before tucking him
into bed, but somewhere deep; the demon hoped it could have been a prelude to
something more serious with the woman. Hellboy looked at her as she finished
mixing the cup of brew, �Say something, Lizzie. Please.�
�� Liz
looked at the cup in her hand, brown bubbles popped like mad inside, steam rose
in a white flume that twisted lazily in the air. The truth was she was a little
disappointed to hear it didn�t mean as much as she thought, but then again
isn�t that what she wanted?
�� It
didn�t mean anything,� she told herself out loud, willing the coffee to cool.
Hellboy lowered his head with a barely audible sigh. �It was�unexpected,� she continued, watching the
liquid cease boiling. �I didn�t know how to handle it.�
�� So
that�s why you�ve been avoiding me?� Liz nodded silently and Hellboy stepped
closer, �Look Liz, next time just tell me I messed up because I have been
feeling awful over this and apparently it�s for nothing?�
�� Nothing, she thought bitterly to
herself. When he held her in the infirmary she realised what she had been
missing and without him, now all she felt was nothing. �Hellboy�� she said in a
long groan.
�� It�s
ok Liz. We�re friends,� he nodded. �And if it�s between that and nothing, then
that�s how it�ll always be.�
�� Liz
set down the cup before it boiled over and looked up at him questioningly. Was
she hearing him correctly? �Why would it be nothing?� she said softly.
�� The
distant knocking that had been so annoying was drowned out by the thudding of
his racing heart. She closed the distance between them and Hellboy took a sharp
breath. Liz was so close he could smell the shampoo in her hair. The lavender
scent mixed with the bitter pang of brimstone filled his nose and made him
dizzy. He had to be dizzy to entertain the thoughts he currently was. The words
he had been dying to say�that he loved her and could not live without her�were always
on the tip of his tongue but his mind was always there to rein it in. But not now.
�� Her
hand found his, the one that could feel how soft and warm her palms were. So warm� Suddenly the
risk of telling her didn�t feel like he�d be losing everything, but gaining it.
If only he could say it. If only there was quiet to let him piece together his
thoughts, to get the words right and not scare her off a final time. If only that knocking would let up!
�� Hellboy
turned his head to the ceiling with a irritated growl.
It deepened when he realised where the sound came from. �I know they are not doing what I think they are doing��
�� Liz
looked where he did and shrugged. ��They� who?� she said, forgetting their
conversation. She heard the noise, just not as clearly as Hellboy did.
�� I�m
going to find him and kick him in his fishy little nuts,� Hellboy ground out,
opening the lounge door.
��
�� In
the privacy of his room, Abe eased Tamara onto the bed and parted her legs. He
wet his fingers in his mouth and slid them down her pouting lips, teasing a
clear bead of wetness to roll down between her cheeks.
�� Tamara
swallowed feeling him press a finger into her entrance, �Abe, please don�t this
is��
�� The only way,� he finished. �We�ll stop the moment he
returns.�
�� Tamara
nodded and Abe thrust his fingers inside with a grunt. Her fists balled and
relaxed as she fought the urge to touch him in return. This was only supposed
to continue until Nek�kem reared his head again. She
wasn�t supposed to encourage this�but she could enjoy it until then, right?
�� Tamara
fisted the covers and raised her hips. Abe scissored
his fingers inside her, rolling his wrist to stretch her pleasurably. He
pressed deeper and she forgot her reservations, reaching between her legs to
smooth a hand over his head. Abe moved his arm like a piston in and out of her
and she raised her hips to thrust in time. Tremors shook her body and made the
man hopeful.
�� Tell
me when he comes,� he reminded, still moving inside her.
�� Tamara
nodded her head furiously, only caring that he continued. His hand smoothed
over her stomach, holding her down as he slowly slid in and out her wet clutch.
Her heart beat so fast, she thought it would leap out of her chest. He was
drawing her closer and closer and as if he knew it, he suddenly moved faster
with more fervour. Tamara�s stomach pitched almost painfully and her body made
a �u� as she bent off the bed. She was coming but Abe didn�t stop, knowing her
orgasm would be that much more intense if he didn�t.
�� Tamara
slammed back against the bed and arched her back with a scream, riding his hand
freely. Abe prolonged the blissful sensation, fighting to open her legs and
take her clit in his mouth. He pressed his face between her legs and rolled the
sensitive bead of flesh with his tongue, sucking furiously. The pleasure was so
intense, Tamara kicked at him, but he caught the errant foot before it stuck
him and used it pull her across the bed to him.
�� Abe
reared up and Tamara fisted the sheets again, quaking uncontrollably as he
moved between her thighs. He moved over her like some primal beast, his head
lowered and eyes staring into hers, until the tip of his erection kissed her
tingling flesh.
�� Anything?�
he asked, rocking his hips, slowly bathing his head in her wetness. She shook
her head no and he promptly pushed the rigid bar of flesh inside to the tip.
�� Tamara
whined and lifted her hips. The movement was painfully slow, revealing his
hesitation. Abe was trying to keep his concentration and efforts on drawing out
the entity, not his own pleasure, but it seemed as if it could not be helped.
The temptation to share in the indescribable gratification with Tamara was
impossible to refuse as he knelt between her legs like this with her heated
entrance lewdly kissing the head of his dick. The powerful ache jutting between
his legs was too much to be denied and would not be.
�� Abe
thrust forward and speared her on his flesh. Her walls held him tightly. He
could feel them massage him as she pulsed softly with her first orgasm still.
The man gripped her legs as he moved his throbbing flesh from her, carefully
withdrawing only to plunge back in with viciousness. Looking at her face, Abe
saw Tamara�s expression flit from ecstasy to pleasured surprise�with a hint of
pain. He slowed the thrust of his hips and Tamara�s eyes flew open, her hand
gripping his shoulder with force.
�� Don�t
stop,� she ordered with a growl. �Don�t you fucking stop!�
�� At
her insistence Abe continued, stretching over her body with her ankles in his
hands, pinning them to the bed at the sides of her head. She was totally
exposed to him and completely at his mercy, unable to do anything but accept
his heavy thrusting. Abe pushed against her, undulating
his hips with hers with frenzy until the woman cried ceaselessly. Lying on her
back with her legs spread so wide, she could feel every textured ridge of his
shaft. They brushed against her clit as he pressed forward as he filled her
completely and stretched her wholly around him.
�� Tamara
swallowed thickly and shut her eyes tight, listening to the reverberating sound
of his hips striking hers. The feel of him and now the sounds threatened to
drive her over the edge and she was not alone. Tamara arched with the start of
her orgasm and Abe pushed deep into her, picking up speed. He felt his own
release steadily approaching.
�� In
a sudden burst of strength, Tamara�s legs bent the hands on her thighs back and
Abe let them go. Her legs clamped down around him, crossing in the small of his
back as she hugged him to her. Her body arched off the bed and Abe clenched his
teeth. Her walls shut around him and the man felt his balls swell to near
bursting. Tamara rolled her hips, riding the last vestiges of climax and Abe
seized rigid. The bliss of orgasm was so arresting he froze inside her, only
his hips jerking as he spurt his release into her with a strangled roar.
�
�� Long
moments passed and slowly their senses returned to them. Tamara unfolded her
legs from around Abe and he took a pronounced breath. He pulled his wet,
yielding flesh from her and fell at her side. On his back he turned his head
toward her, studying her a moment while she stared off into space, breathing
heavily.
�� You
are troubled,� he said. Tamara blinked a tear rolled down her cheek, then
another. Abe sat up and wiped them away, begging her not to cry. �I am sorry. I
know this was something you didn�t want.�
�� Tamara
shook her head and held his hand. �No, you misunderstand� she said softly. �I
just hate that we have to do this. Not that I don�t enjoy this with you but �.�
The words escaped her. How could she tell him she loved being close with him
but hated it at the same time because of the intent behind it. They were having
sex to contact the thing that possessed her body; it didn�t exactly scream
romantic intimacy.
�� Abe
started to lie back down and Tamara held his hand tighter, sitting up as she
did. She looked him in the eye and wished he could read her mind or at least
sense the emotions she was feeling. It would be easier than trying to fumble
over the right words.
�� Being
with you will always be something I
want,� she began slowly. �It�s just, diminished when we��
�� It�s
alright,� Abe said, saving her from floundering. He sat up too and pressed a
kiss against her lips. �I feel the same way. And now I feel like it�s doing
this on purpose because it is toying with our emotions.�
�� Tamara
closed her eyes and let his hands tangle in her hair. He curled his arm and
pulled her against his chest, his other arm folding over her shoulders.
�� Tamara
held him with a sigh, her head tucked just under his chin. As bad as things
were, she had to admit they were still good. She couldn�t have had a more
understanding partner or a safer place to endure it all. Tamara paled at the
thought that she could be in the streets of New England
still, fighting this battle alone, instead of in the embrace of someone she
loved.
�� And
she did love him�.
�� Abe
moved as the woman sat up. Tamara kissed him so softly, he was stunned silent
and still by it. Intimate lip-locks up until this point had been hungry and
vicious, not that he was complaining, but this was�exceptional. Abe kissed her back just as tenderly and Tamara lay
back next to him on her side.
�� He
stretched out beside to her, his chest against her back, pressing a kiss on her
shoulder and wrapping an arm around her waist as he pressed his cheek against
hers. Abe knew he should have told her to dress. It was only a matter of time
before Clay started to notice the time and realised they were doing more than
talking. There would be hell to pay afterward. Manning promised he would drain
his tank next and move him to an aquarium the size of a coffin if he caught
wind of any more impropriety but even so, Abe could not move his arm from her.
Nor could he stop from kissing her. His mouth down the column
of her neck to her shoulder. Tamara turned her head with a smile and he
kissed her lips as well, exploring her mouth profoundly with his tongue.
�� When Tamara realised her eyes were rolling
from bliss, she turned away, resting her head on her arm again. �We really
shouldn�t.�
�� But
we already have and we learn through trial and error,� he said holding her
hips. Tamara felt his erection press against her bottom, prodding between her
cheeks. �We are already in trouble,� he said matter-of-factly. �Clay is trying
the door as we speak and has radioed for back up. We might as well make it
worth our while.�
�� Is
that how you see it?�
�� I
think it�s a logical argument,� Abe chuckled, raising his hips.
�� To
his delight Tamara thrust back, grinding her round bottom against his steadily
hardening member. He sat up and pressed another kiss against her shoulder,
forcing her down onto her stomach by it. Tamara sighed feeling Abe kissed his
up her body as he moved on top of her. His lips travelled from the small of her
back to her just behind her ear when she felt him seized her hips possessively.
Tamara gasped feeling him raising her ass up and then moving her knees in place
to keep it there.
�� His
wide hands palmed her cheeks, spreading them open to expose the puckered bud
between them. Tamara bit at the pillows under her as he crouched behind her,
his face pushing her cheeks apart as he licked her hungrily. His tongue dipped
in and out of her ass, teasing and lubricating the tightly clenched entrance.
After a few minutes, Tamara was positively gushing, wet pleasure glazing her
swollen lips and dripping onto the sheets. Satisfied, Abe withdrew his tongue
and moved to place the tip of his cock at anus.
�� Remember
to tell me the moment he arrives,� he said before easing inside. Like either
one of them really cared.
�� Tamara
moaned and opened her legs wider; arching her back as he slowly sank inside
her. It hurt at the start, but as he pressed further, opened her wider,
pleasure eclipsed the pain she felt. Abe�s hips fell against her cheeks and she
knew he was all the way in and on his way out. Slowly he slid from her and Tamara
bit her fist to hold back her scream. He was deep dicking
her again and she couldn�t get enough. He filled her so perfectly, plugging her
hotly until she felt as if she would tear.
�� Tamara
pushed back and Abe fisted her cheeks harder, moving faster. The two were so
enraptured, neither knew Hellboy was there, banging on the bedroom door until
the thing came crashing in. Abe rolled with Tamara, moving behind the bed and
stood with his gun aimed at the entrance. He lowered the weapon when the demon
parted the cloud of debris, ducking carefully under the demolished door frame
as he walked inside.
�� You
two crazy kids mind telling me what the hell
you think you are doing?�
�� Tamara
wrapped herself in the bed sheet and nudged Abe with her arm. She was surprised
when he shook his head no. Hellboy watched them push each other back and forth
a moment before he ripped the cot away tossing it against the wall.
�� Somebody
is going to answer me,� he said, putting his hands on hips.
�� Abe
stood then, his hand cupping his goods, but not enough. Hellboy caught a
glimpse of his navy blue balls and turned on a heel. �Abe, we are close, but
not that close,� he said. �So I�ll
listen like this if you don�t mind.�
�� Ok��
the merman began, clearing his throat. �Well�I had the thought that the entity
inside Tamara would talk to her if we, well, you know.� Hellboy shook his head
and Abe groaned. He knew how silly it sounded but it was the truth. �It seemed
a better alternative than having her kill someone. Again.�
�� And
to think I actually felt sorry for you Abe� Hellboy said chuckling, lighting a
cigar. Abe could see the ribbon of smoke crawl from his big red shoulder,
�You�re supposed to be the good son, you know that
right? Once you tell that lie to Father, he�s going to�.well I don�t know,� he
shrugged his giant back. �So far, I�ve never pissed him off after I�ve been grounded.�
�� It�s
not a lie,� Tamara said standing, �And it�s�working.�
�� Abe
turned and saw Tamara�s shoulder teem with life, the marks there rippling with
awkward motion. Her eyes blackened in an instant and the sheet she held to her
chest fell to pool her feet.
�� Finally
figured out she had to want it for it to count?� It asked. Abe watched in
stunned silence as she strode across the room and swiped the cigar right from Hellboy�s fingertips.
�� Hey,
what the hell�� he grit, turning quickly. He swallowed to see a naked Tamara
blowing a plume of smoke past her grinning mouth. His eyes travelled down her
curvy body until Abe cleared his throat. Hellboy raised his hands in
capitulation, �I didn�t undress her�and I also didn�t say she could have that!�
�� Hellboy
swiped for the cigar tucked between her lips and she bent back, letting his
hand breeze past. The ensuing chuckle made the demon�s skin crawl. �What the
hell Tammy?�
�� It�s
not Tamara�� Abe said coming to stand between the two, staring the woman in the
face. Her eyes held the glint of wicked amusement, her mouth twisted in a grin
made of the same. She followed him like a predator would with its prey, the
movements of her head unsettlingly smooth, her eyes cold, critical, and
gauging. �The entity�s control over her has increased from compulsion and
suggestion,� Abe concluded. �Now it can seat her body when summoned.�
�� Hellboy
raised his eyebrows, �Oh really?� He undid the claps on his holster and took
out the gun there, holding it in a free swinging arm at his side. Abe shot a
glare of warning at him, but the demon was nonplussed. �It�s just a
precaution,� he shrugged. ��S long as she plays nice, the Samaritan will too.�
�� I�m
sure if you ask your blue friend here he will tell you I am very nice,� it purred throatily. Her
hand rose to touch Abe and the man shied away, gaining a sound of
disappointment and a pout of the lips. �Now is that anyway to treat someone you
were just fucking in the ass a minute ago?�
�� You
are not Tamara,� Abe argued. He didn�t like the crude implication �fucking in
the ass� came with, for him it was more than that, but he couldn�t quibble over
such things at the moment. He had a question that needed answering. �What are
you?� he demanded.
�� And
who are you that I should answer your questions? You are a mere tool for the Akeh. Your body
feeds my har
but another could do the job just as effectively�possibly even better.� It
straightened Tamara�s back putting her hands on her hips while letting her eyes
wander over Hellboy�s broad chest. She licked her
lips as her gaze settled on his lap and the demon backed up.
�� She�s
got that look again,� Hellboy told his friend. �Do something...�
�� Abe
moved behind Tamara and shouted loudly for her attention. He hoped there was
still some part of her that was present and able to hear him. �Tamara I need
you to make it answer me. It must tell me what it is if I am supposed to help
you.�
�� I
think you might�ve gotten through, Buddy� Hellboy murmured.
�� He
motioned Abe to come to where he stood, only then could he see her eyes bleed
and drain of black colour. Tamara had heard him and now did something to the
creature, making it twist and shake. She fought with all her strength and
anger, tearing through the barrier it wedged between them to clasp her hands
around its wrists. Her body fell to its knees and looked away; biting her lips
to desperately keep silent but the compulsion was undeniable. The creature�s
energy drained uselessly as he fought but in the end, Tamara forced it to
answer, willing it with all her body and soul�iIt was
unfortunate Abe did not speak the ancient Egyptian dialect.
�� Tamara�s
body spilled on the floor, her eyes fluttering behind her heavy lashes and Abe
helped her into his lap. �Sem Nek�kem, Sem Yishai Ba, Sem un��un
akp��
�� Abe
hunched over the woman as he tried to memorise the words. He had to remember.
Only she could decipher it and if one syllable was off, if one accent
missing�.Abe buried his head in his hand and rocked on his knees. �Sem Nek�kem,� he
began again, �Sem Yishai, Sem un�.�
�� Sem un kriti fem shewy nimmuar�a,� Hellboy finished. Abe, utterly gobsmacked,
looked up at him with complete surprise. �I remember what I want,� he shrugged,
picking up his cigar. He dusted the thing off and put it back into his mouth,
taking a deep puff. �Plus, Tammy was teaching me a few things before she went
all �Exorcist� on us.�
�� Do
you know what it means?�
�� Hellboy
shook his head, �No clue, but don�t worry she does.�
�� Abe
looked down where Hellboy pointed and Tamara stared back at him, obviously
dazed and weary.
�� I
am Nek�kem,� she translated quietly. �I am the
original Ba. I am that which can never be destroyed.�
�� Hellboy
chomped at the end of his cigar with frustration, �Sounds like an Elemental,�
he hissed.
�� Then
that�s good right? We know how to kill it.� Tamara gave a weak smile but it
fell as she saw Hellboy and Abe exchanged worried glances. �What does this
mean, Abe?�
�� Exactly
what it said,� he said sombrely. �It cannot be destroyed.�
�� Heads up, kids.� Hellboy took his cigar from his lips and
put it out on the bottom of his boot. �Nanny Squad�s arrived and look, they
brought the Bald Wonder.�
�� Abe
and Tamara looked up as Hellboy backed away from the door and watched the
B.R.P.D. Director stride inside, folding his arms. He
was so angered and baffled by what he saw he could not speak.
�� Hellboy
fanned the smoke filled air with his tail as he turned to face the director,
�Manning...� he greeted with a chummy smile.
�� Just�.get.out!� the
man hissed. Hellboy groaned and ambled into the Professor�s study moving
through the gathered group of agents. Manning turned his attentions back to the
couple. �I am arranging to send you both to opposite sides of the country,
possibly the hemisphere!�
�� Without
hearing what we found first?� Abe asked.
�� Manning
snorted and turned away, �There is nothing you could tell me right now that
will change my mind. Restrain them.�
�� At
his command, the other agents at Manning�s side rushed forward to seize the
pair as he moved back into the Professor�s office. Tamara, weak from the ordeal
simply went, sagging in her captor�s arms, her feet dragging the antique
Oriental runner as they moved out of the hideaway space�but Abe would not be so
easily subdued. He slipped out of the guards� grasp and sprinted into the office,
calling for Manning. He would have ran to the man but
the agents swarmed him, restraining him by his long arms. Still he fought to
face the man who strode to the door.
�� I
know what has taken her!� he shouted, �It took some of the most notorious
villains in our history as well.� Abe knew he had the man�s attention when the
Director stopped and turned his head to the side. He tossed off the agents that
held him and stepped forward. �This is older than any paranormal phenomenon we
have ever encountered before but I can explain it all and you will see what
happened here was absolutely justified. All you have to do is listen.�
�� Manning,
seemingly nonplussed, took a deep breath and continued walking to the door. The
agents seized Abe again. He thrashed wildly to free himself, angry the Director
would be so arrogant to ignore him but stilled as the golden doors of the
office creaked open. Manning paused and turned his head, �You have an hour,� he
said. �Get dressed and get prepared to make your case.�
��
�� Hellboy
tapped his stone finger on the conference room table. He arrived with the
Professor who sat cleaning his glasses with an
monogrammed handkerchief. Manning was already there, pacing with his arms
folded and expression drawn, as usual. A few other agents, including Clay, came
to watch the carnage but the star players, Hellboy noticed, were conspicuously
absent.
�� The
demon looked to the clock on the wall and let out a rasping sigh. �They better
not be doing what I think they are doing...again.�
�� There
is no way. I made sure of it.�
�� Hellboy
sucked his teeth. �What did you do, Manning? Cut It off?� he asked, making a
scissoring motion with his fingers.
�� Manning
simply smiled and pointed to the door. Tamara, looking frail and worn, ambled inside,
flanked by a trio of agents with chest armour and automatic weapons hugged
against their chests. Hellboy grumbled. She looked like a prisoner again and it
forced him to ask would the Director do the same to him or Liz one day? �Kinda� extreme dontcha� think?�
�� Apparently
not enough,� The Professor watched as Abe followed in behind her. Her escort
contingent kept them from getting within arms reach but did not stop the
staring. �What have you prepared for us, Abraham?�
�� Let
me start with these...� he said, his voice aloft. The stack of papers in his
hand were broken up and distributed among those seated at the table. When he
neared Tamara one of the guards stepped forward and took the document on her
behalf. It took more than a tug to get the merman to turn it loose but he did,
opening his hand and turning to face the front of the room.
�� The
Professor and Manning looked like a pair of disgusted parents sitting in their
high back chairs with hands clasped. Both men furrowed their eyebrows as Abe,
their unruly child, tried to justify his outrageous behaviour. Hellboy thought
he had about a snow balls� chance in hell but after ten minutes, he was
impressed with his blue brother�s fast talking. So was the Professor.
�� It
called Tamara an �Akeh?�� the elderly scholar asked,
flipping over the pages in his hand.
�� Abe
nodded, �That means �effective one.� In Egyptian mythology, after the death of
the physical body, it remains. It is formed when the Ka, or life force, is
joined with the Ba, the soul.�
�� That
is if the life force leaves the body.� Abe explained, �In Tamara�s case, it is
still within her as is the Ba, which makes the both
of them the Akeh, a being that harbours powers of
both this world and the next.� He produced a book and opened an earmarked page
and slid it across to the Professor and sceptical Director. �From the accounts
given by Tamara, you will remember that the young man that attacked her said,
�I have come to bind you, foul Ba.� It made no sense
at the time until I considered the relationship the Ba
has with the Akeh. It didn�t take long to find a few
accounts from around the world that perfectly described Tamara�s initial
situation. Attacked by a mysterious creature, preceded by marked changes in
behaviour and manifestation of �strange skin�...�
�� The
Professor scanned the pages over his wire rimmed glasses and looked to the blue
agent. He did not have to speak to be understood by the agent. �Exactly Professor,�
Abe nodded, bringing out yet another book. �From Alexander the Great to Vlad III, Prince of Wallachia, and Emperor Hirohito of Japan,
the Yashai Ba or �original Ba� have been purported to be involved somehow.�
�� Wait
a minute,� Manning said, shaking his head, �Are you saying Vlad�of
the �impaler� fame�was one of these things? Not a
vampire?�
�� Possibly.� Abe nodded. �The Ka sustains itself thought
ordinary means, food and drink, but the Ba feeds on
base desires. Need for domination, something a power hungry warlord like Vlad could give or murderous intent or��
�� Lust,�
Manning supplied bluntly, his gaze volleying between Tamara and Abe. The Director
thought a moment and then leaned on the table to speak �Ok, so we know what it
is,� he said. �How do we get rid of it?�
�� We
can�t,� The Professor answered grimly, shutting the book. �Elementals are one
of the true immortals of this world. They cannot be killed. Nothing stands in
their way.�
�� But
they can be stopped,� Hellboy said. He had been idly flipping through Tamara�s
statement from the church incident and found something interesting from her
conversation with the boy. He turned in his seat to face her, �You said after
you explained to the boy you hadn�t fully turned; he was ready to help you?�
Tamara nodded and Hellboy glanced knowingly at Abe. He�d thought to find the Ahemait boys and pound on them with his heavy hand until
one of �em spat out a solution.
�� While
I do not think I agree with your method of information extraction, Red,� Abe
chuckled, �I do think we should �repay� the favour to the Ahemait
and set up a trap of our own.�
�� Somebody
want to explain to me what�s going on here?� Manning said, watching the two otherworldly
agents rise from the table.
�� Hellboy
obliged the director with a clarification while Abe issued commands to a few
nearby agents. The Professor looked on approvingly, �This could work,� he said.
�Tom what do you think?�
�� Manning
crossed his arms and raised his eyebrows, �You got forty eight hours, or else
she�s on a plane to Timbuktu
and you,� he said wagging his finger at Abe, �will find yourself in a tank in
my office.�
�� He
stormed off and the other agents followed. Hellboy went too, eager to pack his
weapons and tell Liz�who was curiously missing�the good news. Tamara slowly followed
behind. She stumbled a bit in her fatigued state and Abe left his seat
immediately, wanting to help, but the Professor blocked his path, as did three
agents who cloistered around the woman. They took her by the arms, giving her
strength and support to stride through the door.
�� Let
her go,� the Professor said softly. �She�s taking a step in the right
direction, you do the same.� Abe looked at the withered hand pressed in the
centre of his chest and took a step back. Tamara continued out into the hall
and Abe watched longingly as she passed by the glass panels. Her arm at her
side, she raised her hand to him to wave goodbye, a gesture no one but he and
the Professor saw as her new personal detail ushered her to her room.
�� She
moved from sight and Abe slumped in his chair, his head in his hands, and
elbows on the table.
�� It
will get better, Abraham,� The Professor sighed. �If it is fate, the two of you
will find a way to rise above this.�
�� And
if it�s not?� Abe asked.
�� Then
you know the answer to that.�

�� Hellboy
popped the gum in his mouth and ground it under his teeth. He would have
preferred a cigar but they were on stakeout. It would give away his position if
he smoked the dark, full flavoured, hand rolled cohiba�
�� Don�t
even think about it,� Liz said, watching Hellboy lovingly sniff the roll of
tobacco. �Put it back.�
�� Hellboy
pocketed the thing with a hiss. �This was supposed to be fun,� he grit, popping
a few more squares of gum in his mouth. �Lay the bait, trap the bad guys, beat
bad guys and help Tammy.�
�� This
kind of thing takes time,� Liz said. �You need patience.�
�� Yeah,
yeah,� he grumbled, crossing his arms and legs.
�� Liz
rolled her eyes at the sulking beast and lay flat on her belly in the pit. They
were huddled together in a depression off the wharf drive, to their left, the
Hudson, their right the dinged and rusted buildings of the old fish market. Liz
and Hellboy hid behind a few loosely slated crates in what used to be a gut
drain waiting for their mark to pass through.
�� She
looked up the wharf road through her binoculars and popped her gum quietly. �I
don�t know why Abe and Tamara would purposely risk everything in the first
place. They are both really smart. They had to know better than to�y�know,� she said, making a round motion with one hand. �It
just makes no sense.�
�� I
think it does,� Hellboy said, easing next to her. He looked directly at Liz
with his warm yellow eyes as he spoke. �Some things, some people, are worth risking it all for.�
�� Liz
set down the binoculars and swallowed. She could feel his eyes boring a hole in
the side of her face, making her entire body flush with heat. Those words were
meant for her; he was talking about her and now waited in utter silence for her
reply. She contemplated turning her head to meet his gaze head on but was
worried what would happen if she did. His face was so close to hers. His body,
with all its hard planes and warmth were no further than an arm�s reach.
�� Hellboy�s stone hand fell dangerously close to hers and Liz
found herself transfixed on the freakish limb. The disparity
between it and hers.
�� Hellboy��
she said moving her hand away, turning to face him. �I don��
�� He
held his breath as she spoke; waiting for her reply, but she quieted. Liz
looked away and touched the earpiece in her ear. Hellboy did the same with a
muttered curse, �The Doc is heading your way.� Agent Ross said. �She�s got a
friend.�
�� Hellboy
reached for his gun and cocked the hammer, watching as the moped and the woman
came to the river�s edge. Behind her, he could see a shadow loping from roof
top to roof top in stealthy silence, following behind her. It struck him as odd
that something so big would be so quiet and it also disappointed him that there
were no more to be had.
�� It�s
just a scout,� he said to Liz. �We might have to suck it up and petition
Manning for a few more hours because a scout isn�t gonna�
be much help to Tammy.�
�� I
don�t think it�s just a scout, Red.�
�� Liz
watched the shadow touch down onto the street. Passing under the street lamps,
she could glimpse the man�s, shaven head, broad shoulders, ankle length coat
that flapped when he walked. Walking casually down the sidewalk, he looked like
any other New Jersey
goomba and then he threw back his coat.
�� His
strong sun tanned hand ripped the golden scimitars from his waist and he took
off like a shot. Hellboy burst through the crates, tromping full speed to head
him off, but the stranger was quicker than anticipated. He skirted right by the
lunging red demon and raised his blades, readying to lop the woman�s head off
when she turned, her face fixed in frightful surprise and full of features he
did not expect. It�s not her. He
turned quickly and raised his arm to hail his men but it was too late.
�� The
would-be-assassin paused and Liz took the shot, capping him twice in the head,
spraying his brains all over the walk. Hellboy stood from where he had fallen
and grit his teeth.
�� Liz!
You were supposed take him down, not out.�
He chided, holstering his weapon. �We can�t jog someone�s memory if it�s
splattered on the sidewalk.�
�� The
woman was unfazed, �You didn�t read my account from that night in the old
church did you, Red?� she said crossing the street. Other agents crawled from
hiding, filtering into the street, one after another. They joined the slender
woman who stood over the body.
�� Hellboy
came to stand next to her and crinkled his nose with a sneer. The man�s head
was in the midst of repairing itself with a series of wet smacking pops. The
Brain inflated, puffing out to full and normal size, throbbing with blood
vessels that snaked around its folded ridges. Fluid bubbled from nowhere to
suspend the sensitive organ and cushion it from the regenerating skull that
pieced itself together like a jigsaw puzzle.
�� The
power of resurrection,� Hellboy said with awe. �Unless you take out the heart,
like Tammy did. There is no killing these bastards.�
�� The
man stirred on the ground and Agent Ross shot him in the back to keep him down.
�Cuff him and restrain him before he wakes up,� he said. �I�ve seen these
bastards at work and I don�t want another massacre on my hands.
�� His
men snapped into action, including Hellboy who folded the assassin�s arms
behind his back. None of them saw the angry onlookers perched on a nearby
warehouse.
�� Ra�neb growled watching the big red creature take a knee in
Sefu�s back, pinching him all the way back to �hog
tie� him. He hefted the golden sledgehammer in his hand as he stood. �We should
kill them all now and save SefuOnure. That is not
even the vessel,� he said pointing to the agent that posed as Tamara.
�� Niuserre grabbed his brother by the thick of his arm and
pulled him back down before he was seen. �We will obey SefuOnure,�
he said. �He has told us to wait and we shall.�
�� For
how long,� Ra�neb asked.
�� Until
he gives us a signal,� Niuserre said, watching them
load his master and mentor into a black unmarked van. �Sefu
knows what he has done.�
�� At
least you hope so,� Ra�neb replied.

A/N:
Brand-spanking new chapters at the end of the week, sorry for the
delay, thanks for hiking up the story�s rating (20, �0_0! )
and now onto the replies!
kayla: A
more assertive Abe y�say? I think that can be
arranged, along with an explanation about what the Kem-Baw
are. I didn�t realise how long I had gone without
having a formal informative piece to explain it. I touched on both a little in this chapter but I guess I can always go more in depth!
pinkhare:
I�m glad your still checkin in and thank you for the
encouragement!
SassyP!! Thank you for getting up
to type a comment! I totally know how fickle phones can be, I have a Voyager
and it does whatever the hell it wants sometimes. I�m glad I�m making you laugh
as well as get hot �n bothered. I try to wedge a few chuckles in there when I
can. And don't worry, there should be a new chapter come Vday, possibly two�sans the blood drinking, heh.
Keshley: No need to explain. This was supposed
to be up the first or second of this month but you can see how well I did at
keeping that schedule, heh. So don�t worry, it�ll be
here for you to enjoy when you can and I hope you do enjoy it�even when it gets
a lil� rough.
And finally, Ms. Grace Lee. Wow. Just wow. I am both
overwhelmed and humbled by your comment. When I logged on tonight and read it I
was utterly gobsmacked and even now I can�t think of
anything besides a big, huge, massive �Thank You!� to say back. I really like
that your eyes were keen enough to notice all of that and that you were kind
enough to share your thoughts. I am very
grateful for your words and I hope I can continue to maintain this
standard�although I�m hella� nervous now, lol.
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