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...
The team prepared to travel to the troll market to look for their minx of a witch.
" now remember. Discretion is key" Manning repeated to hellboy."we cannot afford to make a scene ".
" good look with that" nuada sassed as he walked past them and onto the garbage truck.
"I can be discreet" he defended ,glaring at the elf.
"NO YOU CAN'T" everyone chorused in reply. Making him pout before looking back at Manning. "Did you forget the cigars"
"Did you forget you have kids".
" point taken"
"RED " Liz shouted down the hall. She walked towards him with the twins in tow."explain to the kids why they can't go please".
"Awww please can we go" Jeremy begged his father. Pouting with puppy eyes.
"Please it a witch like in harry potter" Lisa added.
Hellboy looked at them blankly , not knowing what to say. If he said yes then Liz would be mad. If he said no then the kids would be mad.
"Plus its a Viking. That's sooo cool" they pleaded in union.
Sensing the couples dilemma Abe stepped forward. Raising his hands to feel the different emotions they were projecting. "Perhaps we can reach an agreement".
" no" Liz stated bluntly , crossing her arms in defiance. "Its to dangerous".
" what if they promised to stay in the truck" Abe offered. The twins smiled in excitement. "Then they wouldn't be in any harm".
" yeah" hellboy agreed , eager to rid himself of the situation. "Sounds fair. Right kids , Liz?".
Liz glared harshly as the kids turned to pout at her.
At loud barking noise broke the tension , making them all look at nuada. " dog house anyone? " he sassed at hellboy. "Now can we leave now".
" FINE,fine they can go. But ONLY if they stay in the van" Liz relented , throwing her hands in the air.
The twins ran to the garbage truck in a flash before their mother changed her mind.
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The troll market was the same as nuada last saw it. Crowded, loud and filled with all kinds of creatures. He hadn't been here since Mr wink was killed. Violently.
"Alright agents" krauss started as they walked through the door." Split up and asked around and meet back her in one hour" he ordered.
They all split up quickly. Abe went with krauss , red with Liz and nuada thankfully went alone. First place to check was the blacksmith's.
The stall was quiet. The sound of metals clashing filled his ears and the familiar sight of Richy working behind the counter cursing worse than a goblin. "What the hell do you want now" the troll growled at the sight of him.
They had an odd acquaintance relationship. They hated yet respected each other for their skill set. Meaning Richy made the best weapons in the market.
"Information"
"I ain't no snitch so fuck off"
"Have you heard of a witch in the market" nuada asked , already tired of the blacksmith's attitude. He just wanted to be finished with this and go back to headquarters.
Richy dropped what he was doing with a loud crash , giving the answer he needed. Nuada glared at him , waiting for a verbal answer. "So I take it you heard she woke up then" he asked nervously.
"No , I saw. Now start talking before I slit your throat" nuada threatened , lifting his sword to Richy.
"It was meant to be a myth" Richy rambled." How were we supposed to know she was real".
"Where do I find this witch" nuada all but growled.
"End of the street to the left. You can't miss it" the man mumbled. He grabbed nuada's arm as he walked past."be careful".
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He could see hellboy already fighting a troll halfway down the street. Liz trying to intervene. Rather than help he kept walking towards the mystery witch. He knew her , that much he is sure of. But he can't remember where from but it must have been a long time ago if he can't remember.
He saw her through the window first. She was standing behind the counter scribbling in a red notebook. The same one she stole from him. The dogs slept all around the floor close by.
"I see you have a fondness for dogs" he remarked, making her jump slightly in surprise. "And notebooks" he added , walking closer.
"Its a grimoire" Ragna corrected , closing the book to look up at him. "So why exactly are you here. I'm busy if you didn't know".
" I'm curious how a Viking is still alive" nuada interrogated leaning closer to seem more intimidating. "And I want my things back , dogs included.
She leaned closer , looking him in the eyes. "You stole my grimoire" Ragna defended. "And the dogs were adorable". They seemed to be having a staring contest. Each scrutinizing the other.
" I know you from somewhere. Tell m-"
A blast from outside interrupted him. They looked through the window , fire burning the middle of the street. Ragna froze when she saw the figure emerging through the flames.
Her aunt had arrived.
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Ragna started packing things in a bag frantically , stuffing grimoires and herbs. "You need to leave. NOW". She practically pushed him out the door as she locked the door.
She ran down the street making her way to the market door , nuada following close behind her.
" wait , what's wrong. I order you to tell me" he demanded , grabbing her arm only for her to tug it back.
"I don't have time. Its not safe" ragna said picking up the pace.
Two screams made her turn around. Children's screams. Ragna turned around so fast she ran straight into nuada , giving him the perfect opportunity to grab her wrists to made her look at him.
She looked over his shoulder to see what her aunt was doing. She had a hold of two strange children. One with red skin and another with yellow eyes. The girl was crying but the boy seemed to be struggling to free them both.
"WHAT ARE YOU SO AFRAID OF"
"I have to help them" she murmured , moving past him and towards the chaos.
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She turned to dust , reappearing behind her aunt and grabbing the children out of her reach.
Her aunt spun around to glare at her , grinning at her presence.
