Faster, Faster, Faster! She urged herself. She sliced through the water looking for a point of escape. The monster was right on her tail. It snapped at her. The end of her long pony tail was caught in its jaws. The young woman screamed a high pitched squeal, but of course, on one came to her aide, no one was left...

She yanked and a section of her braid stayed with the monster. Using his distraction, she sprinted away, using the currents to her advantage. She was getting close to shore. What now? She asked herself.

She glanced around and she saw a hole in the mountain. Was it a sewage drain? In the bottom of a mountain? She wasn't accustomed to human life, who was she to contradict. Damn it, the monster was coming near her again!

Here goes nothing! She swam as fast as she could and propelled herself into the drain. Curling up into a ball, she fit inside and scurried farther in. Stunned with fear, she watched as the monster rammed into the hole. The big doof was too big and could not get in. And outraged cry escaped his lips. He glared at her, then turned away.

I hope there's not another access point from the other side!

She sat in the hole, waiting. After a half-hour, she decided it was safe, she began to crawl back out. It looked-

"AHHHH!" she screamed as the monster tried again to eat her. In a panic she scrambled up the twisty drain praying to Neptune that nothing would come out of it. She kept swimming up the drain as it curved upwards. She finally came to the end of the tunnel. Brightness filled the exit. She winced, she did not know what that light was, she never had seen anything like it in the dark depths of the ocean that she loved.

She put her hands up and lifted the transparent cap that separated her from the other side.

She cautiously peered her head out. She inhaled and stopped herself from coughing. Air? She had only heard of it. As her large black eyes became focused, she saw large white chairs on a plush white carpet. The room was made of windows which looked out over a clear blue beach. That couldn't of possibly been the death trap she just swam through.

Curiosity over came her and she lifted her self out of the hole. Water splashed, but the carpet seeped it up until dry. She gasped. She gazed out the window, there was a beautiful beach and absolutely no houses anywhere except for the one she was in. A long grassy valley on the side. It was amazing. The windows looked freshly clean, and her image was reflected.

She tip-toed around the room, staying clear of the door-less entry-way.

She looked up. An amazing crystal chandelier hung from the ceiling displaying bits of colored light around the room.

"Wow," she breathed. She leaned back, enjoying the view.

'Bum-broum'. The piano played. Her hand jerked back after pushing down on the keys. She sucked in her breath.

There was a light clatter of metal, "What was that?" a manly voice asked.

No answer.

She flattened herself against the wall, her hand on her dagger, she tried to control her breathing.

A big red man clomped into the room, a giant gun ready in his grip. He looked straight ahead, and not to the side of the doorway that she was. She snuck behind a large plant.

A woman dressed in black came through after him, her belly swollen a foot from her body, and a gun also positioned in her hands.

She looked at the window.

"Red," she whispered as she caught sight of the mystery woman in the reflection. He saw it too.

"No way," he breathed.

The woman jumped in between them, a dagger at each of their necks. She surprised them so quickly that they dropped their guns.

"Nuctcha!" she yelled at them.

"What?" the big red one asked.

"Nutcha! Yuhm heh me nutcha!"

"I don't understand you!"

I bewildered expression crossed her face.

"What's wrong?" A blue fish-man said as he walked through the door, also with a gun. He gasped.

The woman holding a knife to his friend's throats looked...

Just. Like. Him. (except for being a female.)

First Hellboy Fanfic, the movies rule man!

Oh, I just noticed that you can't put a Hellboy Fanfic in the Movies category. Darn. Oh well.

Review please.