Opposites of a Different Kind

Warning: Chapter contains graphic violence



As the agents shook her hand introducing themselves they slowly made their way out the door leaving Manning, Abe, Anessa and Hellboy alone in the conference room. Hellboy watched Manning look back and forth from him to Anessa. His face was priceless like he was trying to read their minds.



“Alright what’s going on? You two look guilty.”



Anessa put her hand on Hellboy’s thigh under the table and rubbed it leisurely. It took all he had not to jump as her nails scratched at the leather of his pants.



“Nothing is wrong Manning why would you think that?” she asked innocently.



“Cause I know Monkey man here, what did he do?”



Her hand shifted direction suddenly and made its way to the juncture of his thighs. The pressure building as it got closer to its destination. His pants suddenly felt a little too tight.



“He’s done nothing, this is the first time I’ve met him….isn’t Hellboy? She looked at him coyly batting her long lashes. For a brief second he got lost in her purple eyes and her scent it was so…familiar. Squeezing his thigh she brought him back to reality. She was enjoying watching him sweat he was trying so hard to keep cool.



“T…that’s right.” His voice cracked a little as her hand stopped abruptly just before the new bulge in his leather pants and started to tap impatiently. “First time we’ve met….honest.”



Manning eyed the two again and turned to Abe, who threw his hands up in the air wanting nothing to do with the situation. Huffing in frustration Manning slammed his palm against the large conference table and stormed out the room.



Slapping her hand away from his crotch he growled at her his yellow eyes flashed brightly. “What the hell was that?! Jesus Christ!”



Anessa laughed and stood up, leaning down she blew in his ear, “That little stunt you pulled last night Monkey man.” She watched the goose bumps crawl over his exposed red flesh. “That wasn’t very nice so I thought I’d fuck with you a little. I got no problem playing with the boys. Don’t mess with the bull if you don’t want the horns.” And with that she stood back up, “Come on Abe I think it’s gonna be a little bit before Hellboy can stand up without pitching a tent.”



Hellboy glared over at his blue friend who was now laughing, “What can I say Red? It’s not like you didn’t deserve it.”



Now he was alone….with a hard on. “Oh this isn’t over with little missy.” He growled.



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Anessa and Abe made their way down the hallway laughing the whole way.



“Did you see his face when I touched him?”



“Yeah it was quite entertaining. It’s very rarely I get to see big red flustered.”



Before they could make it to the library they were stopped by Myers. “Afternoon you two, you both seem in a good mood?”



“Just having a bit of fun with Red, that’s all.” Abe smiled.



“I bet. Listen Anessa are you ready to start yet? I’d like Abe to probe your mind gently see if he can find your lost memories of that day.”



Anessa’s smile faded quickly but nodded, “Will it hurt?”



Abe busted in, “Oh no no no you won’t feel a thing. The only thing that will happen is you might relive the experience. Watching like it was a movie.”



“Are you alright with that?” Myer hand rested on Anessa’s shoulder squeezing it lightly.



She looked around the bright hallway and rubbed the back of her neck. Reliving that horrible day wasn’t what she wanted to do ever again. But if it was necessary to figure out what was wrong with her she would do it. Looking up to the young agent she nodded quickly before she changed her mind.



“Should we start now? Do you both have time?”



Abe nodded, “Maybe we should do it in the library someplace comfortable instead of the cold sterile infirmary.”



Entering the library Abe motioned for her to sit on the couch facing him. Kneeling before her he looked up; she was fidgeting with her hands obviously uncomfortable. Abe tapped her knee and smiled up at her, “It will be alright I won’t hurt you. Close your eyes and relax and think back to that day.” Carefully he took off his gloves and placed his webbed fingers on either side of her head. Myers stood silently behind Abe and touched his shoulder entering himself into her memories as well. Instantly they were in her memory. It was dark and humid; the stench was horrible they could hear breathing of several people a slight banter in the background.



“Anessa.” He over heard a man whisper.



Suddenly there was light she must of opened her eyes she was looking at a young man in army fatigues. He couldn’t have been more then eighteen years old. His face was covered in cut and bruises. His lips looked cracked and dry from lack of moister. She coughed and looked around the room finding the two terrorists sitting in the corner playing a game with AK 47s slung on their shoulders. Neither were paying attention.



“What Brad?”



Shifting in his shackles she could see the cut from the metal shackles on his wrists had gotten worse. The once tan flesh was turning grey with drainage. Gang green was close behind. His face was pale and a thin sheen of sweat covered his face.



“I…I can’t see out of my right eye.”



“It will be alright darling just keep calm.” She tried to sooth the young boy but he would need medical attention very soon and the way things were going he wouldn’t get it. This young man would probably die.



The men in the corner made noise which diverted her attention to them. One of them had won the game and the other was rather upset. Ranting and raving in their native tongue. And from what she could translate he was accusing the man of cheating. The accuser pulled a knife on the other and threatened him he wanted his money back. Suddenly a commotion came down the steps which ended the two men’s argument. Three men with guns came into view. One she recognized as the leader of the group. He began to discuss something with the men. And that’s when she heard it; they were going to kill them all. She began to struggle in her restraints.



“They’re gonna kill us….right now.” She regretfully informed her comrades. All the men that hung around her began to pull at there restraints as well.



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Hellboy fumed down the hallway his anger growing increasingly hard to hide. Who was she to fuck with him? He was just having fun with her. Can’t she take a joke? “Can’t you?” his conscious mocked him. “Shut up!” he told himself. Pushing open the library door he stumbled into their session, Abe was getting into her head. Anessa was sitting in his couch with Abe before her cradling her head and Myers was clutching Abe’s shoulder obviously getting in on the visions she was producing. All their eyes were closed. That’s when he noticed her breathing suddenly increase. Her nostrils flared and her hands gripped the fabric of the couch. Were they seeing what happened to her, what she did? He could see she was getting very upset she was starting to shake.



Back inside her head all the terrorists turned to their captives and smiled they’re teeth brown from decay. Both of the guards took hold of their guns and started towards the struggling soldiers.



Both Abe and Myers knew what was coming and didn’t want to watch but they needed to. Abe could tell her heart was starting to race and her breathing had increased considerably.



They watched as the two guards stopped before the first man and laughed slapping him in the face. One of them let his gun drop to his side and pulled a hand gun from the front of his pants.



“No!” Anessa yelled, how could she stop this? This was not happening. “Please!” she pleaded again



Both men looked at her and began laughing harder waving the hand gun about carelessly. One walked over to her and slapped her face as well. The force thrust her face to the side returning her gaze back to the man she spit in his face. Shouting in his native tongue he brought his gun up in the air and slammed it down on her arm. A loud snap sounded the breakage of her arm. Another scream erupted from her throat as her weight pulled on the break only causing more pain.

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Laughing the other man re-aimed his gun at the first man’s head. Then it happened, point blank Anessa screamed. They moved to the next, and again. Tears began to stream down her face. Again they moved down the line pointing the gun point black at the soldiers head. The shot rang out once again.



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Hellboy watched her begin to struggle against Abe. She started to yell.



“No!” she yelled, “please!”



Then she screamed her arm went limp unmoving at her side. Her arm must have just gotten broken. Then she jumped followed by another blood curdling scream. They must have started shooting what was left of her troop. She was shaking uncontrollably now, tears stained her face. All the anger he was feeling towards her a minute ago had vanished. Sorrow filled his veins as he watched her relive the most horrible moment of her life. He wanted nothing more to stop the pain. Then he noticed her begin to give off a soft glow her hair began to lift in the air as if she was floating.



“What the crap?”



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They watched her vision blur as she began screaming her body temp began to rise. Finally the young man next to her was next. She screamed again pleading for the boys life. Ignored again they pulled the trigger ending his young life brutally and unfairly. That’s when they noticed the two men turning their gaze to her. Their facial expressions changed drastically from amusement to horror. A burst of blinding light sent the men backwards. Abe and Myers watched as her vision lowered, she was no longer in shackles. White flashed before her eyes on either side. Both men dropped their weapons and got to their knees. They seemed to be praying lowering their heads to the ground their hands placed together. Looking back up they pleaded with her to spare their unworthy lives. They kept chanting a phrase over and over neither Abe nor Myers could translate it. Suddenly a long wicked looking sword appeared in view. Somehow she had gotten her hands on a blade. With no mercy the long sharp sword came down viciously on the terrorists, their worthless lives ended. Another flash of white came into view neither could make it out. A few more men stumbled down the stairs checking on the commotion that had suddenly manifested in the basement. All four men came skidding to a halt virtually knocking each other over. Again they all chanted that phrase again and fell to their knees. What were they saying? And why were they so afraid of her now? If only there was a mirror she would walk by. Charging forward she killed every last one without prejudice. It was a bloody mess making her way upstairs she slaughtered every last terrorist. No mercy, no hesitation just a spree of deadly justice. Her strength was amazing; she threw two hundred fifty pound men like they were rag dolls. Their lifeless corpses collided with the wall with a sickening thud. After the murder of her friends Abe and Myers felt no pity for the heathens. As far as they were concerned they got off easy, a quick death was no justice for murderous terrorists. Finally the room fell silent, death hung heavy in the air, the light of morning filtered through the closed door of the entrance. Kicking through it she stepped out into the warm daylight her face pointed towards the sun. For once the white objects moved into view, two white tips marred with blood they were out several feet in front of her as if reaching to the sky. With the clank the heavy sword dropped to the ground. One last scream erupted from her mouth before the vision ended.



Abe dropped back knocking Myers with him. It took everything Abe had to hold on for the last few minutes. The shear power emanating off her was overwhelming. After the vision ended it was like he was pushed off of her. Blinking a few times he looked up to the young women. Hellboy was behind her shaking her.



“Anessa!” Hellboy yelped, “She isn’t breathing!”