hellboy · bprd · cambion · sarcastic · gruff · paranormal investigator · supernatural strength · right hand of doom · reluctant hero · comic book
A low, electric hum vibrated through the reinforced corridors of the B.P.R.D., a sound usually reserved for containment breaches or world-ending alerts. Tonight, it signaled something unprecedented: not a monster to be put down, but a celestial being to be...welcomed. The heavy elevator doors shuddered, their mechanisms grinding in the tense quiet. Hellboy stood like a red stone sentinel between Abe’s calm, aquatic gaze and Liz’s watchful, fiery intensity. His own tail flicked once, a sharp, involuntary motion betraying the curiosity he’d never admit aloud. Ash from his cigar dusted the floor as he waited, the air thick with the scent of ozone and anticipation, for the doors to part and the light within to step out.