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Discussion in 'Pandora, Year 1 - 7' started by Hellboy, Jun 12, 2018.

  1. Hellboy

    Hellboy Hellboy

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    MAY 5TH, YEAR 7
    LATE MORNING || THE ELYSIUM FIELDS
    @Castiel + @Stiles Stilinski
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    Hellboy crashed to the ground, the air rushing out of his lungs. He lay prone for several moments, concentrating on catching his breath and trying to piece together what the hell had just happened. Where the sky had been dark, awash with fire and blood, now it was blue. Impossibly blue, with fluffy white clouds sailing overhead and a warm, gentle breeze coaxing him to rise. Soft grass cushioned his sore body, the smell of it filling his nose.

    Hadn't he been fighting against Nimue, or the Dragon, or whatever the hell she’d been like... a minute ago? Hadn’t he defeated her with Vasilisa’s help? He glanced down at the dagger still clutched in his left hand, shaped like a raven. Still there, still a sign that he hadn’t just dreamed the whole thing up. Still smeared in blood too, red and green. Green from Nimue’s blood, red from his blood. It pulsed in his hand and he relaxed his grip, watching as it turned back into a raven. It cawed, the sound low and mournful, then flew away.

    Strange as the sight was, he’d seen stranger things.

    Groaning, he rolled onto his side. “Definitely gonna be sore in the morning,” he muttered, lurching to his hooves. He started to fish around in his pockets, glancing down at his battered appearance: a torn up coat, more cuts and bruises than he could count, bloodstains — some his own, but most that pale, sickly green — and no cigarettes on hand. “Crap.”

    He lifted his head, squinting against the sun’s glare, and rubbed the back of his head, wondering how he’d wound up here. Hadn’t he still been in the ruins of that castle with Nimue’s dragon-changed corpse still at his feet? Scrunching his face up, he tried to recall what happened after that. He thought he remembered hearing Alice’s voice a little before losing consciousness, but her voice had been faint. Maybe he’d just imagined hearing it before waking up here.

    Wherever the hell here was.
     
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  2. Castiel

    Castiel Supernatural

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    There was a sudden change in the air, a shift in nature. The angel received a very strong impression of a familiar energy which had just manifested in this peculiar land. Memories started to surface of a time long ago when he had first arrived in Pandora. He recalled how lost he had felt back then, how disconnected from everything he held dear to his heart and knew up until that moment.

    A frown caught his features, confusion and hope twisting together in a crazy dance. “Hellboy.” He had not spoken the name in years but joy overwhelmed him. A mere stranger had gradually turned into a friend. A person he had fought with, cried with, laughed with. A demon who had taught him about humanity. An unholy creature in the minds of many, who understood the seraph’s weaknesses but had never abused them. Someone he had missed after realizing and accepting his disappearance.

    His bright blue eyes closed and focused in an endeavor to see Red’s current whereabouts. A second passed before vivid images began to flow in his thoughts, slowly taking the shape of fields. A soft smile curled the corner of his lips and a sigh of pure relief rose from the back of his throat.

    The first time he vanished into thin air, the celestial creature crossed the land and reached Stiles’s side. The sound of fluttering wings along with a soft breeze marked his arrival. He approached with a couple of strides with the edge of the beige trench coat flapping behind his feet. Each action made his impatience quite evident. Without offering a proper explanation, he simple placed his hand upon the teenager’s shoulder. “We need to go.” A brief pause followed before adding. “Trust me.”

    They flew together faster than the speed of light and landed behind the massive form of a creature they had grown fond of. This guy had taught him the value and importance of a hug, so the divine entity walked closer without hesitation and folded his arms around his friend’s shoulder in a tight embrace. “Welcome.” His deep, gravelly voice was tinged with a hint of happiness.
     
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  3. Stiles Stilinski

    Stiles Stilinski Teen Wolf

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    Stiles was chewing the end of his pencil as he marked a few things about this file. One, he definitely needed to check if the client still had the note they were given and two, he needed to buy coffee and restock the fridge at some point.

    Toby was out doing her own thing—basically, her own things with all the maps and stuff on her desk. Her friend, Qrow, whose name sounds so weird, has been dropping by sometimes. But Stiles is like 98% sure that he likes her more than a friend. Like definitely. Even Toby smiles sometimes when she sees him and that’s saying a lot when Toby was super cranky since day one.

    He was asking Toby about a case with the lady who had seen some fairies of the flying variety, when suddenly, Castiel appeared in the room. Before he could even say hi or whatever, when the angel placed his hand on his shoulder and said they needed to go.

    “Wait, what?”

    Was all he managed to say when they were teleported from the office and into the Elysium Fields. “Seriously, Cas? You could have at least given me a—” And his voice fell short when he saw that big, red demon.

    “RED!” He shouted and basically gave the guy a bear-hug along with Cas.
     
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  4. Hellboy

    Hellboy Hellboy

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    Hellboy had barely taken a few steps — he had no specific direction in mind, he just knew he didn’t want to stay still — when he heard the beating of wings, felt the air stir behind him. Now what?” he demanded, turning around.

    Luckily, it wasn’t a faerie, or monster, or even a dragon. Nope, it was just two guys. Well, an adult and a teenager, technically. But they were staring at him like they knew him, grinning from ear to ear. The kid even called him Red, which was a nickname he hadn’t heard in a hell of a long time.

    “Uh,” he said stupidly.

    Hellboy stiffened when they both hugged him, careless of all the blood — some red, but most of it a pale, sickly-looking green — still coating him. While he’d be the first to hug back friends, he was in the unfortunate position of not having the faintest idea who they were. Some of the hair on the back of his neck stood on end, sensing... something... about them. Something weird.

    “Do I know you guys?” he wondered aloud, squinting down at them through his one eye.
     
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