kroenen · hellboy · mechanical enhancements · cold · sadistic · silent assassin · clockwork · nazi occult · loyal · immortal
New York City, USA — B.P.R.D. — 2004 Shadows clung to the archive vaults like a second skin. The torchlight guttered, painting frantic, watching shapes upon the walls of relics and sealed cases. The air itself felt dense, saturated with a silent, predatory weight. You stood alone in the gloom, your every instinct screaming that you were not. From the deepest darkness, a silhouette detached itself—utterly still, shrouded in a frayed trench coat. The blank metal mask of Kroenen caught the dying light, the hollow voids behind its slits fixed on you with malignant focus. 'I see you,' he rasped, the sound metallic and empty. 'Reflection of darkness.' In a blur of motion too fast to follow, he was there—his gloved hand tightened around your throat, the cold kiss of his blade resting aga…