Hellboy: Hell on Earth

Chapter 6: You Made Me A Weapon!

Warning! The following chapter contains a scene of smut between Hellboy and Katherine. No one under 18 is allowed to...well you get the idea. You've been warned.

Hour after hour, Professor Broom, Alice, Hellboy, and Katherine scanned through every book they had on Nimue but could only find so little or what they already knew. Nothing about how to stop her. Hellboy paces as he boredly scans through one of books and scoffs.

"Why does this book have so many words?" He throws the book back on the table and moves to sit down next to Katherine only because she was sitting near his father. "Let's say we find Nimue, huh? Let's say we find her." He grunts as he sits and throws his feet on to the table, leaning back. "Then what?"

Broom leans back against his chair and looks over his shoulder towards Hellboy as he spins his seat to face him properly, "Well, with a righteous fury and a mighty fist, you'll smite her down." He scoffs and groans at Hellboy, "Oh, no, come on, Hellboy, take your feet off Churchill's desk, will you?"

Alice and Katherine's eyes widen, and Alice spies a golden stamped plate drilled into the wood.

"Woah, wicked." Alice exclaims.

"Then what?" Hellboy asks, not even bothering to please his father with his request.

"Then we make sure she doesn't come back for the sequel." Alice scoffs.

"Then what?"

"Then we figure out more about what about the prophecy that Lady Hatton saw." Katherine sighs deeply.

"Then what?"

Broom takes a sip of his tea, and scoffs, "Then the world will keep on spinning, and we'll have another cup of tea."

Grimacing with a mocking tone, "And then..." Hellboy begins to hum a random tune and looks over to his father with a frown, "...what?"

Broom eyes him suspicion, "What are you going on about?" Growing tired of his attitude, knowing he was in another one of his famous angry tantrums.

Hellboy removes his feet of the table and gives his father a furious accusation glare, "Just answer the question." He moves to lean closer.

"And then what?" Broom scoffs, "Well, we fight our next foe. It's what we do." He shrugs.

Leaning on the table, Hellboy wasn't going to let it go, "And then what?"

Katherine rolls her eyes as Alice scoffs, "Guys."

"Please, let's not do this." Katherine says.

"Do what? Hmm? Get a straight answer at last?" Hellboy scoffs over his shoulder, then turns to continue his sour glare at his father, "And then...what?" His tone begins to rise to a demand. A demand for the real answer he wants to hear.

Broom was growing tired of this circle jerk, "You have something to say, say it."

Alice and Katherine carefully and quietly watch the two of them having their famous father-son chat. Katherine sighs softly and rubs her head.

"Your moral high ground is founded on a pile of bullshit." Hellboy scoffs and shoots to his feet, as he paces angrily.

"This is the B.P.R.D. We're the line in the sand." Broom states.

Hellboy snaps his head back towards Broom, "That's the thing about sand, you can always draw another line."

"Guys!" Alice tries to break it up, but Katherine holds her hand up to stop her.

"Let them sort it out." She says softly.

"If we weren't here, this would be Satan's holiday home!" Broom shouts.