Hellboy Fan Fiction ❯ Cat Out of The Bag ❯ Injuries And Effects ( Chapter 3 )

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]

Disclaimer: I do not own Hellboy and I do not profit from these writings. I created OC characters such as Brooke and Marvin (Marbin).
Author Note: I am afraid that I must warn you that there is going to be same sex relationships in this story, guy/guy so if you don't like it then I advise that my story may not be the best for you to read. Also note this is revamped slightly from when I started it in 2011.
Edited: Just the grammar and spelling.
'Thinking'
"Talking"
Story
-Flashback
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Chapter 3
John's Pov
I couldn't believe what I was seeing, Brook's eyes widen and in her shock I saw her fall over the other side of the wall, she seemed to have tried to grab at the top of the wall with her hand but failed to hold on as she gave a short scream that sent chills down my spine when Hellboy told me later, he also said that he heard a loud thump on the other side of the wall no doubt from her body hitting the ground which made me feel sick to my stomach and since I could not hear anything when it happened I had to take his word for it but did not want to believe it. He didn't ask me why I was so affected by all this, I didn't stop to figure it out either but after what must have been only minutes, though lasting way too long for me the noise slowly started flooding back in, seeming drowned out over the sound of the bullet repeatedly ringing in my ears. Then when it cleared and my senses seemed back to normal I took a second to think about what to do, for a while all I could hear was Hellboy shouting at the agent furiously, the other agent babbling into a cell phone to Manning's and for a second I wasn't reluctant to believe I was better off deaf. One thing I did know though was we had to get over that wall...now...she was shot for one thing and could be seriously hurt from the fall she had taken, I had not heard scurrying or movement since my hearing returned so I gathered she had not moved, possibly unconscious and in a lot of pain.
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Hellboys Pov
I was furious at the agents, I don't know if it was on the girls behalf I felt angry or because my mate hadn't stopped panicking and acting strangely since this all started but I knew If this insolent agent didn't get out of my sight he might find himself over that wall himself. I turned from my ranting to look at John; he was looking with wide, almost adorable teary eyes at the wall, almost as if in thought. 'Probably wondering how the fuck to get over that wall....well we could just go through it...', I was thinking about my anger for a minute, something I didn't usually do, she was a 'freak' just like me, Abe and Liz so if the situation had been reversed the agent would of had no qualms in shooting one of us. 'Bastard' came to mind, she was just a kid, not to mention she was not armed, it's not like she was going to stop and fight him, she couldn't and yes I was making a huge ass guess here that she couldn't fight let alone dodge bullets.
Walking up behind John I muttered in a rough voice "Think I can break it down without covering her in rock?", John shot me a small glare at the idea "No!....that could hurt her more, I think we should jus-....H-hellboy..? What are you doing?" as John was speaking I had decided to move to climb up onto the wall, having used the same sort of idea as the girl had earlier though with a lot less finesse, I sat crouched on top of the wall, peeking over and winced upon seeing her, her dark brown hair covering her cheek, dust and some dirt having clung to a few strands that where touching the ground. Her eyes were closed and a pool of crimson liquid was present just under her shoulder where she had been shot, I could see now a large graze on her forearm, 'must have scraped it on the wall on the way down' then thought that the fall could have caused broken bones. She had several cuts or marks from clumsy state as we chased her through the streets. I shook my head almost unseen by the others on the ground, only just realising my lover was calling my name, asking me how she looked. "She's sleepin'. Must have been knocked unc-" I stopped talking when I heard a small pained groan, seeing a twitch of her arm, I thought for a moment she was still asleep but after a second I saw her eyes where open. ‘Shit’ came to mind this time as I jumped down from the wall, hearing the others run off, probably running around the buildings in hopes of finding a way to get here, not about to climb over the wall like I did, I could already hearing the garbage truck we travel in parking up a several metres from me and the kid.
I looked at her face for a few minutes, waiting for her to either scream at me or try to get away but she did neither of those things, she just looked at me, as I was looking at her for a long while both just staring much like the scout and kid had done earlier, even as John came up behind me and rested a hand on my shoulder panting from his run around. I hadn't even lifted my gaze when he spoke "Let's get her in to the truck quickly so we can get her back to the Bureau, she needs medical attention Red". I was shocked to say the least, this little brat makes us chase her for ages around this rotting town and when we finally catch her she doesn't say anything, let alone panic at my appearance like most people do, I mean come on I'm not the most normal looking guy, I thought the horns and the tail gave that away.
I didn't know if she would allow me to pick her up but I sure as hell knew it would be painful if I did, though not having any other choice I shrugged my shoulders, pocketed my unlit cigar and shifted my arms, I saw her eyes follow my actions but she didn't say anything still, her silence was kinda pissing me off to be honest but I didn't let this on to her or John as I picked her up and held her bridal style, muttering to myself as I walked to the truck, I heard her whimper, quietly, as if trying to hide it and could see her biting her bottom lip being thankful it wasn't her tongue she was biting. Hell knows she has enough injuries as it is.
On the way back to the Bureau in the truck was one of the quietest journeys I've ever been on, you could pierce the fucking silence with a needle except every time the truck hit some kind of pothole or bump in the road, turned a corner too sharply and the like the squirt in my arms made some kind of pained noise, mostly squeaks or whimpers but every once in a while you could hear a small whine. I thought it was cute because she reminded me of a female John only younger, shorter and more of a pain to catch though I wouldn't tell anyone, they would think I was soft or some shit.
She held tightly at my jacket with her hand, noticing it was the hand with the graze up her arm, she must have been causing herself more pain just holding onto me like that but I couldn't begin to think about the pain a bullet wound caused, I ain't lucky enough to have been shot before, shot -at- yes but not actually shot. I looked across the truck to see John staring at her worriedly though seeing me looking he flashed me one of those pretty boy smiles, a similar one like he gave me when I first told him I loved him funnily enough, I made a face at the thought of the smushy romantic stuff that sometimes came to mind luckily enough John didn't see this, I still liked to pretend I was -macho- or whatever. I stopped thinking about all this abruptly as the truck came to a halt and the doors flew open, I got up with the kid in my arms and made it out the truck, straight into the B.P.R.D building, already making my way to Abe's room/library, knowing he had been told ahead of time about this from Manning’s.
Walking into the room, I noted the temperature was a lot warmer than Abe usually liked perhaps for the kid, I soon ignored this as I headed over to the large metal table he had already gotten ready, laying her on it I heard her give a small cry as her shoulder came into contact heavily with the metal, I winced a bit having forgotten, muttering a sorry to her. Abe looked her over in his doctor mode, I didn't bother to question him knowing it was best to leave him at it for the time being but when I saw him place a hand gently on her arm then gasp, looking at her surprised I knew something was majorly wrong, besides all her scrapes and a bullet wound, this was going to be a long bloody night I just knew it.
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Abe's Pov
Having gotten a call not too long ago about the young girl we had been tracking down, I almost shook my head in disbelief at the news of her being shot if I hadn't have expected something similar anyway. The feeling I had gotten when Hellboy had given the all clear to go back to the Bureau just sent shivers along my gills. I had brought out a large metal table, not using the same hard chair that I had used with Hellboy during the Samiel incident. I had a smaller table with wheels beside me, several medical tools lay out and sterilized for her arrival, I was rather hoping she would be unconscious because I only had so much medicine to sedate her with at the moment.
Upon seeing a flash of red coming bursting through the doors to the room I looked up to greet Hellboy, stopping short of speaking as he put her down, rather clumsily and causing her to cry out. I put my hand on her arm to try to tell the extent of the damage she encountered but the sudden feeling of something new happening inside her shot through me, I was in shock that I even gasped, I started to understand more about this feeling in a matter of seconds, why her body was changing, right in front of us but inside, we couldn't see just yet but it had to be uncomfortable. At Hellboys questioning look I shook my head and grabbed a syringe to sedate her but she seemed to panic at that, now fully awake compared to how I imagined she would be, loss of blood and the fall brought into account. "Hellboy I think it would be best if you held her still, I wouldn't want to inject this in the wrong place" he nodded grumpily and held lightly at her arm that I was pointing the needle at, his stone hand lightly pressed at her uninjured shoulder to keep her still, I would have been in awe if I had time, since when did the red monkey ever take time to be gentle with anyone but John and sometimes Liz.
I used an antiseptic wipe on her skin before I slid the needle into her arm trying my best to be gentle and then injecting the liquid into her, I took the syringe away when I was done, putting it aside then rubbing with a cotton bud over the area I injected into, awaiting for the medicine to take effect. After several minutes, John and Hellboy at the other side of the table to me, all of us waiting patiently it didn't seem like anything was happening till I realised. "She must be immune to medicine....that stands to be the only reason as to why she isn't sedated, still wide awake in fact", Brooke in question was laying there looking confused up at us all, her thoughts spoke loud and clear to me 'What's happening to me?...Why can't I fall asleep? Why didn't that medicine work? Why does my body ache?..'. I didn't want to be too sure that this was due to all the changes going on inside her but it seemed to be the only reason, I spoke my thoughts to Hellboy and John softly.
"She is changing, her body inside I mean. I felt it before when I touched her, the feeling was overwhelming and I believe she is aching due to it", John as always the first to speak "but why would her body be changing, she already has a power right?....the healing thing. And after being shot I wouldn't think she would start to get a new one...." I shook my head, not understanding myself but I didn't take time to think about this as Brooke suddenly arched her back off the table, crying out, we all seemed to panic trying to understand what had happened, I went about trying to take the bullet out of her shoulder, a quick and easy process before I started to cover her wound with gauze, knowing it would heal anyway. Hellboy tried to hold her still as John himself was standing there at a loss of what to do, trying to ask her what was wrong.
She seemed to calm after a while, I could tell from my hands contact with her shoulder that changes where going through her body still, though I wasn't yet sure what had happened a moment ago. She started to fidget a bit, as if staying still was too difficult, her eyes open, she was breathing almost heavily, though I noticed she was starting to breathe faster. I kept an eye on her as I bandaged up her wrist where the deep graze was, when done I went to check her other cuts and scratches but again was shocked to see her cry out again, a few whines and groans coming from her after as she tried desperately to hold onto Hellboys arm on her shoulder, I was about to try to check her again, seeing where this new change was affecting her when John took her hand, holding it, looking at her kindly "It's ok, you're going to be ok, just focus on my voice ok, nothing else, just my voice". I would have smiled but I noticed her eyes start to tear up, a few tears rolling down her cheeks, it wasn't until Hellboy mentioned that I saw the blood starting to pool around the bottom of the table but there were no wounds on her legs, the shock settled into us all with confusion as to where the blood was coming from. I looked to Brooke; her blue eyes switching from looking to me to John then Hellboy, not understanding what had us all in a panic "W-what's wrong?" she whispered and I answered truthfully knowing it wouldn't bring any good to lie to her "Your bleeding...".
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