Hellboy and two unruly children...

Also meanwhile...

Also Meanwhile…

A grey haired boy shivered in the corner holding his ribs. He tried to breathe through the pain of four broken bones and a punctured lung. His teeth chattered as cold metal burned his pale arms. His shirt was torn and bloody, much like his jeans. The boy’s toes curled as the door creaked open. His black irised eyes flicked over to the invading light that swept across the small room. A blonde haired, blue eyed man strode into the room, silver shackles clinking as he moved his hands. Something dark and evil shone in his eyes as he neared the boy. 

  The boy growls and lurches at the man, despite the pain that rolls in waves over his body. He's stopped short by a chain latched onto his ankle and drops to the ground at the man’s feet. He laughs and gives the boy a hefty kick in the ribs, adding to the bruises that turn his torso in a large black splog. The boy yelps and curls into the fetal position. The blonde haired man kneels down by the boy and grabs his wrists, locking a shackle on to both of them. The boy howls and tried to rid his hands of the cursed metal but he can’t get them off. He screams as the silver burns his skin, creating angry red marks on his wrists. The man laughs and stands up.

  “Stupid werewolf. We’ll get a good price for you, alive or dead. Might as well have some fun.” he muses. Giving the crying boy another kick with a steel capped boot, the man walks out and locks the door behind him.