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Right Hand of Doom, Left Hand of Fate
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Category:
G through L › Hellboy
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
2
Views:
1,357
Reviews:
3
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Disclaimer:
I do not own Hellboy, and I do not make any money from these writings.
Orders Pt 1
I just want to thank my readers and reviewers :D Especially Grace :D Hope you like your first glimpse at the 'Enforcer'.
2. Orders pt 1
Talmera pushed her black framed glasses back up her nose for the millionth time that night. She was quite fed up with how late she had to stay in the library for the third time that week. The semester had started out well enough. Her classes weren’t too heavy and she found her professors to be very into their teachings and exciting. She had only had five of her six classes since one of her professors had been away in the Middle East for the first week for classes, then the next week had resulted in a snow day so that had put the entire class behind since it only met one day a week. So it was no surprise that the first day the class met that they would be bombarded with materials and homework that would need to be completed almost immediately so that they would be caught up. Holy crap, this was still a lot. Being an Art History Major was her dream and she already had her hand in the jar for possible jobs, but she really thought this class was, well useless.
Aggravated at how random her final art history course was of her undergraduate career was, she removed her glasses to massage her sore eyes. She could have sworn the letters were jumping off the page she’d been staring at them so long. Oh how she loathed Modern Art. Give her the ancient works and architecture of the olden days and she was in heaven. She couldn’t do a thing about it though. Sighing in defeat, she put her glasses back on and began to pack up. Picking up her main textbook for the course, she let out a small curse as the offending book slide back in her already crowded arms to pinch the exposed skin around the opening of her shirt at her neck. “Ouch!” Dropping the books immediately, she rubbed at the sore spot on her throat with her right hand. As the pain subsided, she clicked her tongue in anger as she saw what had become of her fallen books, or rather not.
Eight large and heavy books rested perfectly balanced on the top of her black boot. Raising her foot with ease and without dropping a single book, she quickly removed them and placed them into her tote bag. Muttering to herself about how unconscious she was of her own actions sometimes, she made sure her area was clean and that the lights were all out that she had used. She grabbed her gray leather coat and slung the tote bag full of her annoying books over her shoulder and began making her way out of the now dark building. She was glad she had gotten access to the library for after hours use or she would be screwed for the semester. Taking the stairs two at a time, she faltered as she felt a vibration coming from her front left pocket. Regaining her momentum, she ignored the rest of the steps and jumped over the side of the railing to bypass the six flights of stairs she didn’t have the time to deal with. Without missing a beat, she rose from her crouching position at the foot of the stairs as she pulled her cell from her pocket.
“Yes?”
“Hello my dear. It is so good to hear your voice.” The heavily accented voice that met her ears put a much needed smile on her face. As she locked the door to the Library, she pocketed the keys and switched the phone to her other ear.
“Johann? Oh my goodness! It’s been a while since I’ve heard from you. How are you?” Taking her time as she walked on the grounds to the parking lot, she waited on his response.
“Ah yes, do forgive me for my absence. I’ve been busy with nasty things and unsavory characters and such. I am well though. I hear you’re almost a senior in college now. Congratulations!”
“You’ve been snooping again. But yes, almost done with this whole thing. So, what can I do for you, since I know you didn’t just call me to say hello when you could easily do it in person.”
“Well you see, I most likely wouldn’t be able to talk to you in person. I’ve moved to a new location, which is actually a lot closer to you, but that’s beside the point. I’ve sent you something and I was hoping you would accept it without question.”
As she started getting closer to her dorm, she noticed something was off. The tinted windows of a shiny black car blocked her way to the door. Glaring at the black suited man that was now staring at her, she tightened her grip on her phone. “Why?”
“Because I need your help and you really don’t have a choice in the matter, unfortunately.”
“Damn you Krauss!” Pulling the phone away from her ear, she jabs the end button angrily. Put back into a bad mood, she walks with purpose up to the obvious agent. “Can I at least tell my roommate I’m leaving and grab some of my stuff?”
He didn’t even look her in the face when he spoke to her. “She is not authorized to know that information and we have already acquired all of your belongings. They’ll be brought to your new location ASAP. Now, ma’am, if you please get into the car. We have a long ride to New Jersey.”
Grinding her teeth, she pushes his hand aside before he can open the door for her. Fuming and pouting, Talmera tries to take a calming breath to keep the angry tears at bay. She thought they were telling the truth when they told her she could live her own life. “All lies, a bunch of fucking liars.” Leaning her head back on the plush leather of the seat, she looks out the window watching as she is once again plucked up and away from her life by a fate that was never hers to control.
Whispering to herself, she lets her eyes close as she resigns herself to get some sleep. “I’m gonna raise hell for this. Just you wait Krauss.”
2. Orders pt 1
Talmera pushed her black framed glasses back up her nose for the millionth time that night. She was quite fed up with how late she had to stay in the library for the third time that week. The semester had started out well enough. Her classes weren’t too heavy and she found her professors to be very into their teachings and exciting. She had only had five of her six classes since one of her professors had been away in the Middle East for the first week for classes, then the next week had resulted in a snow day so that had put the entire class behind since it only met one day a week. So it was no surprise that the first day the class met that they would be bombarded with materials and homework that would need to be completed almost immediately so that they would be caught up. Holy crap, this was still a lot. Being an Art History Major was her dream and she already had her hand in the jar for possible jobs, but she really thought this class was, well useless.
Aggravated at how random her final art history course was of her undergraduate career was, she removed her glasses to massage her sore eyes. She could have sworn the letters were jumping off the page she’d been staring at them so long. Oh how she loathed Modern Art. Give her the ancient works and architecture of the olden days and she was in heaven. She couldn’t do a thing about it though. Sighing in defeat, she put her glasses back on and began to pack up. Picking up her main textbook for the course, she let out a small curse as the offending book slide back in her already crowded arms to pinch the exposed skin around the opening of her shirt at her neck. “Ouch!” Dropping the books immediately, she rubbed at the sore spot on her throat with her right hand. As the pain subsided, she clicked her tongue in anger as she saw what had become of her fallen books, or rather not.
Eight large and heavy books rested perfectly balanced on the top of her black boot. Raising her foot with ease and without dropping a single book, she quickly removed them and placed them into her tote bag. Muttering to herself about how unconscious she was of her own actions sometimes, she made sure her area was clean and that the lights were all out that she had used. She grabbed her gray leather coat and slung the tote bag full of her annoying books over her shoulder and began making her way out of the now dark building. She was glad she had gotten access to the library for after hours use or she would be screwed for the semester. Taking the stairs two at a time, she faltered as she felt a vibration coming from her front left pocket. Regaining her momentum, she ignored the rest of the steps and jumped over the side of the railing to bypass the six flights of stairs she didn’t have the time to deal with. Without missing a beat, she rose from her crouching position at the foot of the stairs as she pulled her cell from her pocket.
“Yes?”
“Hello my dear. It is so good to hear your voice.” The heavily accented voice that met her ears put a much needed smile on her face. As she locked the door to the Library, she pocketed the keys and switched the phone to her other ear.
“Johann? Oh my goodness! It’s been a while since I’ve heard from you. How are you?” Taking her time as she walked on the grounds to the parking lot, she waited on his response.
“Ah yes, do forgive me for my absence. I’ve been busy with nasty things and unsavory characters and such. I am well though. I hear you’re almost a senior in college now. Congratulations!”
“You’ve been snooping again. But yes, almost done with this whole thing. So, what can I do for you, since I know you didn’t just call me to say hello when you could easily do it in person.”
“Well you see, I most likely wouldn’t be able to talk to you in person. I’ve moved to a new location, which is actually a lot closer to you, but that’s beside the point. I’ve sent you something and I was hoping you would accept it without question.”
As she started getting closer to her dorm, she noticed something was off. The tinted windows of a shiny black car blocked her way to the door. Glaring at the black suited man that was now staring at her, she tightened her grip on her phone. “Why?”
“Because I need your help and you really don’t have a choice in the matter, unfortunately.”
“Damn you Krauss!” Pulling the phone away from her ear, she jabs the end button angrily. Put back into a bad mood, she walks with purpose up to the obvious agent. “Can I at least tell my roommate I’m leaving and grab some of my stuff?”
He didn’t even look her in the face when he spoke to her. “She is not authorized to know that information and we have already acquired all of your belongings. They’ll be brought to your new location ASAP. Now, ma’am, if you please get into the car. We have a long ride to New Jersey.”
Grinding her teeth, she pushes his hand aside before he can open the door for her. Fuming and pouting, Talmera tries to take a calming breath to keep the angry tears at bay. She thought they were telling the truth when they told her she could live her own life. “All lies, a bunch of fucking liars.” Leaning her head back on the plush leather of the seat, she looks out the window watching as she is once again plucked up and away from her life by a fate that was never hers to control.
Whispering to herself, she lets her eyes close as she resigns herself to get some sleep. “I’m gonna raise hell for this. Just you wait Krauss.”