SEASON ONE Sensation & Wonder Hellboy #1 Sins of the Father
Troll Market♦ Brooklyn, New York
The sounds of the market outside seemed an almost blaring cacophony compared the home he was used to as different creatures spoke in their native tongues trying to buy and sell their various wares from God knows where. As Hellboy looked from the window above the market he couldn’t help but give a weak smile as seeing others like him living openly with no fear brought at least a little joy to him. As he took a deep drag of his Cuban cigar he turned back to his miniscule apartment the smile faded as he was reminded why he was there. Looking around seeing the parade of stray cats and research material littering the one bedroom apartment he walked back to his makeshift desk, which really only consisted of milk crates and plywood, he continued reading over the material Professor Broom left him.
The Complete Cthulhu Mythos Tales with a hand written message inside the front cover,
’He was closer to the truth than anyone expected. Rasputin is close, don’t let him'.It had been years since he had heard that name, at least the mid-90s, and he even went to Hell to make sure he had stayed there. Why was he the one that father was so worried about, and what did some racist paranoid delusional have to do with him? There were so many questions that he had if only he had been on better terms with him before he died. The thought of Broom brought back painful memories of Liz which he quickly had to dismiss or be lost in swell of sadness from their final meeting. Instead he returned to the book and began skimming through the pages hoping to find more clues his father left. After several hours, which included several cat breaks most of which involved one affectionately named Mr. Whiskers, Hellboy came across more hand written notes in a story named
The History of the Necronomicon.
There were several mentions of the
Blood God as well as several scribbled names that seemed like they were out of a bad horror novel, and then it hit him. Hellboy scrambled down stairs that led to Ellowyn's shop floor. The two entered into their strange agreement several weeks prior when Hellboy had saved the prior from a vampire robbery gone wrong which, needless to say, ended with the death of the attacker. Ellowyn was a gruff yet kindly elderly elf that looked nothing like the typical description of an elf. To say that the years had not been kind to him would be an understatement as he looked as if he had been in several battles and barely came back alive, his face covered in scars and gouges which left him with a blind eye and a hardly working good one. As Hellboy came bounding down the stairs with the energy of a kid at Christmas the old elf could only sigh as he turned the page of the book in front of him.
”Could you be in more of a hurry boy? I’m hoping you’ll be dead by next week so I can have my storeroom back.””In yer dreams ol' man I’ve got aplenty more years ta go before I croak,” He knew because the Angel of Death had predicted his death once, he still tries to avoid it.
”, say you wouldn’t happen to know anything about a book called the Necronomicon and it’s connection to a Blood God would ya?The elf paused and slowly looked up from his book and eyed the demon questioningly,
”Now what business do you have with something so foul? Ain’t nothing good come from THAT save for damna..””Yeh, yeh, yeh damnation and sufferin' could ya just get to the connection before I clock ya one and find out my self?”A brief surprised chuckle escaped from the elf as forgot a moment who he was dealing with. The day he saved him from that mugger Ellowyn knew exactly who Hellboy truly was and to be honest he was terrified of him. It was only after listening to him and hearing his story of what drive him here that he decided to befriend him. Closing the book he was reading and grabbing another from the shelf he mindlessly flipped pages until he got where he was looking for,
”There are several mentions of Blood Gods but none if them have and connections to that book. However, there was mention of a witch out of Britain that was said to have worshipped the Dragon of Revelation, and get this,” he said pointing at the spit in the book he was referencing,
”, And she would become known as the Queen of Witches or more commonly known as the Queen of Blood. While she ruled over witches other denizens of the night were rumored to pledge their fealty which included vampires who revered her as the God of Blood.”As Ellowyn stared at Hellboy with a smug look of satisfaction the latter’s dull yellow eyes sparked with joy as this was the first solid lead he had had in weeks,
”Alright now were gettin' somewhere. What was her name?””Nimue.”