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[What Price One Soul] - Hellboy Fanfic - Into the Chainer's Demense
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- Hellboy has posed:
On leaping through the portal, Hellboy and Morrigan found themselves in a pitch black tunnel that was a bit damp and very rough hewn. First, Hellboy removed the overweighted Sully costume. He didn't care about concealing himself here. "You OK?" He asked.
After doing so, he immediately took out a small gaslit lantern from compressed fuel from the pack. While he had some gear a lot of alternate realms had different rules on technology so he had deliberately gone with non electrical solutions. The tunnel lit up going about 40 feet to a rough hewn dead end on the right with a few dead tiny humanoid voilet skinned Kobolds that looked like they had been that way for some time, and the other end going hundreds of feet out of the lanterns range off into the darkness.
- Morrigan MacIntyre has posed:
Morrigan seems perfectly at home in the darkness, but she is grateful for the light that shines out from the lantern. "I'm FINE." she tells him. She was physically okay, but something inside of her was weirdly aware of where they were. "Was there an easier way to do this, Anung Un Rama." she asks as she looks over to him. "Or do you prefer to be called Hellboy. I'm not sure if using your true name is a good or bad thing here to be honest." she frowns at that.
She skirts the dead Kobold bodies and gives a grimace as she sniffs the air, "Well, Spring Break could have been worse I guess." she sighs softly as she moves back towards the large red guy.
- Hellboy has posed:
Hellboy says, "Hellboy, by about 12 orders of magellan." He considers their surroundings, swinging the lantern around to look at the walls and then at the dead end. He examines the kobolds and determines that they died of...it is not obvious what they died of and that worries him. "Yeah sorry about that teach. The portal was NOT meant to suck you in though I'm pretty sure we can get out soon enough." Pretty sure.
"As far as easier, not likely. I'm sure someone bigger up the mystical totem pole could figure it out but I'm no slouch in research and I spent a solid week looking at BRPD tomes on this. The opal is the only way in. Out is easier. Theoretically. Obviously not a lot of people leave but the spell the Chainer likely used to create this place is a veritable swiss cheese of 'out.'
Very faint sounds can be heard from down the tunnel and he swings the light to inspect her, making sure she isnt bleeding or anything.
- Morrigan MacIntyre has posed:
Morrigan nods to right, "Alright big guy, Hellboy it is. Though you should definitely get cards with the other name so people know how to spell it." she muses to that. There is a bit of a chuckle, "It's alright. I need to learn to correct and not allow myself to get sucked into portals. No hard feelings." she tells him. "But if I die I'm haunting the hell out of you. Okay? Great. Glad we agreed on that." the Irish woman laughs softly at that.
"You didn't send a raven or anything to Strange or Druid?" she gives a bit of a sigh to that. "Alright. Well...let's get what you came for and then get back out. I have kids to watch over." she states quietly. She's not hurt. Morrigan might be made of stronger stuff. "You can just call me Mo or Morrigan." she offers as they walk.
- Hellboy has posed:
Hellboy says, "Most of those people want to stick my hand in a hidden door of some kind to bring about the end of the world, and the few that dont want to write a paper about who utterly fascinatin the people that want to do the former are." He almost takes out a cigar but realizes in their tight spaces, the fumes would be truly noxious and simply puts it in his mouth, oral fixation style. "Well I'm glad there are no hard feelings teach." He beams, "I would hard feeling me if I was you so I appreciate the positive vibrations. I will definiltey do my best ot make sure you don't die."
"No, I sent no ravens of any kinds. The guys I stole that opal from are insanely good at divination. I knew they would be aware of me coming, even if they didnt know it was ME specifically. So the raven that gave you the opal is news to me. I have NO idea how Ant-man even got involved. Alright teach, Mo it is." He smiles and nods, "And getting what I came for and out of dodge is AOK with me." He looks at her shoes, "You got the footware for trundling in hitherand yon?"
- Morrigan MacIntyre has posed:
"Yeah, but those people that want to stick your hand in a door also want to watch the world burn and don't realize they'll probably be the first to go." Morrigan states with a shrug of her shoulders. This is what being a genius feels like. "Also, there's fans of serial killers that want to date them. So people wanting to write books about zealots doesn't surprise me." she sighs. "It's really hard to get on my bad side. You didn't drag the students into this so if we live it'll be a good drinking story." she chuckles.
"Ah yeah, that Raven was news to me as well. Though I'm pretty sure I know who it was." she states. "And Hank works for SHIELD, even if they're considered outlaws." she points out. She looks down to her feet and there is a sigh as she kicks her shoes off, "Someone better love them over here." she states. Then she's striding off barefoot, "I'll figure out something for footwear." she tells him.
- Hellboy has posed:
Hellboy chuckles, "Oh man, you have no idea. That one henchman guy in the Mummy? I have seen that happen like literally 20 times. The darkness these guys summon is almost NEVER loyal to what calls it, it just panchinkos down from the demon dimensions. And yeah," he shudders about the fans of serial killers, "I get a lot of fan mail but the people who think I'm their personal in with satan or Mephisto are just..." he shudders again. He nods, "Well, I'm not gonna say I've never got a kid hurt but its never from any choice I've ever made, which given the crazy stuff I do..."
"And the raven wasnt a caster either. Weird. Maybe a shifter or some kind but if so I almost wonder if they were there due to some luck spell the druids cast. SHIELD isnt outlaws, that whole conjob...you should have seen the faces of the senior agents when the news came out. They are as innocent as a newborn babe on that crap. I was there in the bar with them." He takes out a small brown box and a brownie comes out oof it, "Don't look," he closes his eyes and assuming she does the same a short while later there is a perfectly good pair of hiking boots exactly her size and addictively comfortable. "Guy owed me a favor and wanted to come, really WEIRD how accurate those guys are knowing when you'll need shoes. I thought I'd need them."
- Morrigan MacIntyre has posed:
"Literally one of my favorite movies, so yeah I know exactly who you are referring to." Morrigan nods to that. "That fan mail has got to be crazy. I can't even imagine." she frowns to that. "Everyone knows Lucifer doesn't listen to most people." she shakes her head. "And we all make mistakes or have bad days. You're fine." she tells him. "It's one of those oddities. We can figure out the raven after we get out of here." she tells him.
"And yeah, something didn't seem right with that whole SHIELD thing. Hope it gets sorted out." she states. SHIELD just made her think of Sam and that thought gets cut off abruptly. Just in time for a Brownie! She reaches up to cover her eyes on top of closing them, "Oh hey, does he have a cousin that does windows? I need help on the widows walk at home." she teases quietly. Brownie's were adorable though. When she opens her eyes and there are shoes she claps her hands a little delightedly, "What every woman wants in a new dimension, new shoes to go with the experience." she winks at HB. Then she's hurrying to get them on before she steps in something gross. "Which way are we heading?" she asks him.
- Hellboy has posed:
Hellboy chuckles, "He doesnt have a cousin but there are Wyxies, really rare but they do windows and they're AMAZING but obnoxious as hades to negotiate a contract with. I only know one guy in the BRP....you were joking weren't you?" He hcuckles. Yes, I will let you know if I run into his cousin." He chuckles, "And yes, of course shoegasm is a service I always render when traveling from one realm to another. I expect five stars on hotels.com." He winks back and chuckles, "This way," he motions up the opposite direction of the dead end of the tunnel and holds the lantern out, "But lets talk very quietly, I hear something ahead but can't quite make it out."
- Morrigan MacIntyre has posed:
Morrigan finishes lacing up the boots and then gives a little wiggle of her toes, aww yeah, they were nice. "Wyxies, I'll have to look them up. But seriously I'd never imprison a magical creature to do windows. I'll get up there eventually." she muses. "And yeah, but just because we're stuck somewhere weird doesn't mean I'm going to lose my sense of humor." she points out.
The she's looking around quietly, "Surely." she whispers.
Then she's following along with where the big red guy is going.
- Hellboy has posed:
Hellboy says, "Oh good god," he almost laughs hysterically, "no one can MAKE a Wyxie do what it dosnt want to do, imprisoning one? I mean maybe Strange or Wanda or Constantine could bind one but if it EVER got loose..." he shudders.
They move forward, and the light on the tunnel lessens and they come on a bizarre sight. The entrance of the tunnel opens to an inverted world with a small pulsing orange 'sun' in the center with a convex inside sphere that you can still see the end of. It appears that Chainer's entire demense is no more than 15 miles in diameter with large brass tubes that twist and spire all over the whole thing to show those that they form an almost escercher and daliesque maze that moves all around the sphere like a demented drunken spider web with a small shining gem that sparkles and amplifies the sun every hundred feet. The gem is a cylinder about a foot in length and two inches in diameter. It looks familiar to Hellboy, because it is identical to the twelve souls the Limner used to power his infernal machine and here there must be hundred, no, THOUSANDS of these poor souls bound all about the area.
"Crap..." he whispers realizing the scope of the problem."
- Morrigan MacIntyre has posed:
Morrigan's all fine until there's a new sun to contend with. She freezes up for a moment, waiting to see if she gets insta-fried, but she doesn't. Which is a nice change. Then she looks over the dimension, "Oh wow..." she whispers. "Wait, why crap?" she asks quietly. "What's the plan? I can help out wherever is needed." she tells him.
- Hellboy has posed:
Hellboy says, "Alright, so decades long story summarized in 90 minute episode recap...In 1965 I worked with a bunch of BRPD heroes in Latveria to take out a crazed loon called the Limner powering his infernal device with 12 souls. We won, he lost, boom. But one soul slipped into a crack. We fled for our lives but it always bothered me. I kept trying to go back but ...Doom. And finally he said no, triple no, not ever going to happen. Went anyway, but found out the soul had been taken by the guy that runs this place, the Chainer of Souls. And guess what those souls look like?" He points to one of the pulsing 'soul batteries' a small ways away, "I dont have any kind of trace or serial number. Any one of these, any of them, could be the soul that I was trying to rescue." He sighs.
- Morrigan MacIntyre has posed:
Morrigan listens to Hellboy speak and there is a bit of a breath let out at the heaviness of it. "Do you know the name or anything like that?" she asks him. "If I could find any trace of them mystic wise then we might have a better shot at finding them." she tells him in a quiet tone. "Unless it's going to wake up a huge thing with tentacles...then I'm a bit more worried." she chuckles. "I also commend you for wanting to find them. It speaks much of your character, Hellboy." she adds as she looks off to the wonky web.
- Hellboy has posed:
Hellboy shakes his head, "No, nothing. I think that's why it botehred me so much. It was a human soul, I've discerned that much and the idea of some dark mage using it as a battery and it sitting in a crack for 60 years was just...wrong. This was a life, possibly is a mind. I dont know how much of the original person is left in these," he waves his hand around, "And no, nothing lovecraftian about the Chainer. I mean, he's dark, very dark but not insnaity inducing. But the scope of this..." He shrugs, emberrased at the compliment to his character, "I mean, I'm almost thinking the only way to rescue the one is to free all of the-" he motions for silence quickly as the source of the noice he heard earlier appears over the horizon, a giant machine populated by the purple humanoid, powered by the soul batteries and going to one of the many bore holes to drill between worlds looking for a soul that slips through the cracks for their master.
The two interlopers are not yet seen.
- Morrigan MacIntyre has posed:
Morrigan gives a nod to that, "Well, if we maybe knew..." she quiets as soon as he motions for silence. And there is a bit of a look off to see what was coming. The purple humanoid makes her blink. She then reaches out to touch the side of Hellboy's face, ~Maybe talking like this will help for a while.~ the voice floats into his mind.
~If there won't be a very bad backlash we can always break the web. With your fist and my power I'm sure we could make a dent. I'm not the Sorceror Supreme...but I'm not a neophyte either.~ she states telepathicly.
- Hellboy has posed:
Hellboy considers, ~I like the idea but I think the key is the sheer scope of this. See how the batteries all reinforce each other?~ He moves his hand around, glad for the ability to communicate via telepathy, ~If we punch it, we might collapse one section but the other sections of the matrix will reinforce themselves, maybe even repair...we need....we need...~ the wheels in his head turn and turn ~we need to make our way to the center, and try to take down the whole web at once....~
- Morrigan MacIntyre has posed:
Morrigan listens as he speaks and there is a gentle nod, ~So we make our way to the center. I'll cover you with magic if we get attacked. You can use what you usually use to get things done. This is your show.~ she tells him mentally. ~I'm going to follow your lead, but if we get in over our heads I'll turn on the big guns.~ she muses to that.
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