A witch has broken into the BPRD and stolen an old grimoire. How she got in remains a mystery. Yet on her way out she meets nuada silverlance who swears that he's seen her before but doesn't know where from. Hellboy and the team are now left to find...
"It appears agent hellboy is correct. We are dealing with a witch" stated agent krauss at the top of the meeting table. "Why she was here remains unknown".
" told you so" hellboy taunted to Liz. "I was right all along". He leaned back in his chair with a smug look on his face.
"Did she take anything" asked Abe. He was worried of what a witch may do.
"We have looked through the cameras to track her movements". Krauss stood from his chair to turn on the television behind his chair." What we found was quite strange".
He pressed play on the remote. Nuada's interest perked up when he saw her appear on the screen. Each movement she made was precise as if something was pulling her. It showed her entering the building to going to the library. They all leaned in closer when they saw her raise her hand and make the book fly across the room and into her hand.
"Damn that's some harry potter shit" joked Hellboy.
The video continued on up to when she turned to dust and disappeared. The screen went static for a few seconds before picking up again. Next showed her appear just outside the gates to the B.P.R.D. She was petting the dogs , much to Nuada's amusement. The then quickly disappeared again , bringing the dogs with her.
The room was tense for a moment before Liz spoke up "so she took a book and the sniffer dogs".
" I hope the cats are safe"hellboy muttered.
"We still do not know why this book is of importance" Krauss said walking around the room."we need to f-"
"Its a grimoire" nuada interrupted , silencing the room." I brought it with me from the troll market. It was written in old Norse ".
"A Viking" Abe added excitedly "how is that even possible , just imagine all the knowledge --".
" how are you so sure she's a viking" asked Liz."she could just know the language ".
" the braids in her hair" answered nuada, impatient to leave. "Only a viking could to their hair that exact down to the last detail. Not even a historian.
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" so what's next"asked Liz.
"Now we go to the troll market , see if anyone may know anything. Get ready agents , we leave in an hour.
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The shop door closed with a slam. The dogs following behind Ragna as she walked to her work desk.
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She roughly put the book on her desk before sighing. She had ran into the one person she didn't want to. Nuada silverlance was going to be a problem. She had seem him numerous times yet he never really saw her. She was just a face in a crowd or a stranger that bumped into him.
Ragna quickly flipped through the pages looking for one of her spells. This particular spell would locate her aunt that was cursed the same as her , she had been the one to cast the curse in the first place.
She gathered the ingredients ,hastily mixing them together before starting to chant under her breath.
It came in flashes. As if she was looking through someone else's eyes. She was in an alleyway , a corpse in front of her and blood on her hands. She looked around trying to find a sign but found nothing.
She was sent back as a pain in her head stopped her from looking further. The three dogs whining behind her , nudging her arm gently.
Ragna ran her hands through their soft fur. Fear coursed through her veins.
