To Hellboy and Back [Complete]

[Isabelle]

Frisk took the boat. Vision rode along but took every chance to fly along the way. The young one did not notice the suddenly change in powers. Focusing still ahead, she called out to her android teammate.


“So what is this store called?”


“My records state that it is titled ‘Dolly’s Datacatessen.’”


That pun is so good, Frisk was shocked she never seen it used before back in her world.


Not long, the beautiful island city came into view upon the horizon.




Not long, the pair was walking along the urban streets of downtown Costa del Sol. It was just as packed as it was when frisk had been there the day before. The sights and smells were kind of over stimulating, especially when that voluptuous croc lady got too close and filled her nostrils with the worst smelling perfume imaginable. She envied her partner’s robot nose.


Eventually, they reached a clearing the crowd where the kid finally got a breath of fresh air.


“Oh god, is poop perfume just in this year?” Exclaimed Frisk as she gasps for air.


“Yes actually.” Said Vision after a quick scan of the internet.


“Wait really?”


“Vanilluxe Excrement by Pokeflowers Inc.” He began, literally reading the wiki article in his head. “It is manufactured by the dropping of and ice cream pokemon. It is popular because the vanilla aroma is present but not enough to be overbearing. Mostly worn by reptiles, particularly the cold blooded sort.”


The look of disgust only rivaled the one she would have given the cannibal lady if she wasn’t trying to be diplomatic at the time.


Trying to find anything to distract herself, she focused her vision on the other side of the road. In one of the alleys, obscured in the shadows, was some teenager using a spray can on the side of the building. She remembered back home, Grillby’s would often fall victim to human teens, painting up the walls with whatever vulgar crap that would come to mind. Flaring with righteous anger, did a 90 degree turn and marched street towards the alley, surprising Vision.


“Where are you going Frisk?” He asked. When she didn’t respond, he followed.


“What’s the big idea?!” Yelled Frisk as soon as she was earshot of the teen. He quickly stopped what he was doing to look at the little one. “Do you know how hard it is to clean that stuff up? You’re causing so much trouble for the local businesses! That’s not your property so stop being a jerk!”


The teen stepped out from his place by the wall and made his way towards the child, and with each step it became clear he was no normal teen. His skin was bright red, his eyes a golden yellow, small horns adorned his head. His glare almost gave Frisk shivers. He waited until he was in sunlight before he finally spoke.


“Maybe you’d like to say that again?” He said, chuckling, a smile of sharp teach spreading across his face.


“I said stop being a jerk!” Frisk yelled. She was intimidated, but she didn’t survive the underground without knowing how to stand her ground.


“Ooh, feisty. Maybe you need to learn a lesson.” He said as he pulled out a dagger from his pocket.

[Beta Ray Bill]

"Son of A-!"

The half-demon flipped and crashed to the hard sandy ground of the new verse he entered. A cool breeze blew past him as he got up to his cloven feet, the breeze left the scent of fresh salt water and a warm island sent that you would get in islands of the pacific or Hawaii.

"Welp, I'm going to be sore in the morning."

Red took few steps and shook his head before he realized that he had not just landed on an island, but in a large breathtaking city it was almost as if he was in a vacation resort, but surely something must be off there usually is in places like this, have it be Nazis to werewolves it made no difference as long as nothing bad happens or if nobody messes with Hellboy it would be fine. All Hellboy needs to do is lay low and find someone with information on the Omni figure.

Hellboy made his way to the sidewalk of large grand city pocketing his hands and smoking a cigar. It seemed that there was a large parade was going on, horns and drums could be heard from every corner, the city streets were starting to look more like a boardwalk. Guards in pale white armor could be seen on every rooftop. They must be police or something, it wouldn't be wise to do anything here they seemed to all have a form of a gun.

The Half-demon passed on passing a marketplace, The big red demon finally stopped in what would be an excuse of a bar bursting through the doors HB walked up the place and put his left elbow on the bar table. The Bartender there was a large bald bearded man who had never seemed to have seen a demon before and just stared in awe.

"Hey, pal take a picture it'll last longer," Hellboy said in an irritated tone.

The bartender shook his head. "Oh, um, sorry, uh, how can I help you, sir?"

"Jeez thanks for askin, I don't really know where I'm at and I need to find a place to stay for a little, know where I can find any."

"Oh, there's a, Um, hotel down the street from here, uh, mister."

"Hellboy is the name, thanks for the information barkeep."
Hellboy paced out of the bar causing tables and bottles to shake.

"Hmm, hotel down the street, eh, hope they take credit."

Hellboy made his way down the street and stopped at the sound of a little girl yelling behind a fence near an ally way. From what it sounded like was that someone was caught vandalizing one of the buildings near them and it seemed that the person was looking for a fight.

It's one thing to threaten an adult, but it just isn't right to be threatening a little girl.  

Hellboy raised his oversized fist and smashed the wooden fence the separated him for the punk. Wooden planks blasted everywhere, the punk turned jumping to a surprise of the large demon. The big red half-demon gave a hard punch with his stone fist causing the smaller demon to launch into the concrete wall behind him.      
 
"Anyone ever teach you that threatening a  little girl is wrong?"

The smaller demon got back on his feet shaking, the demon was never done such a way, it scared him to his very core.

"N Na N N n ."

"Just beat it, kid, I think you learned your lesson."

The young demon stumbled and fell to the ground trying to get away. Hellboy pulled out another cigar and let it before turning his head towards the little girl.

"You're alright Kiddo?"

[The Vision]

Vision was watching Frisk engage with the small demon.

"Ooh, feisty."

Vision detected a sharp metal object in the demon's object.

"Maybe you need to learn a-"

A giant red fist burst through the fence that was being spray-painted by the vandal reptilian monster. He launched into the wall across from the fence. Vision decided that, as Frisk considered spray-painting to be a serious crime, that completely smashing it would be a worse one. He prepared for combat.

Through the newly created hole in the wooden fence, a crimson face with a large chin frowned. 

> engage "eyeshot.att"

Vision shouted, "Frisk, evasive maneuvers!" 

He floated into the air, ready to burn the demon where he stood. It occurred to him that perhaps this was not possible. But the data he received from his scans revealed a match between the molecular make-up of the red-skinned individual and demons from his own world. In other words, it was safe to conclude that the man in front of them was a demon. 

Vision's eyes began to glow bright red.

> run "eyeshot.att"

"Vision, wait!"

Frisk raised her hands and waved them frantically. Vision blinked.

> quit "eyeshot.att"

"Frisk, my scans reveal this individual is likely a demon."

"My mom's a cow," Frisk calmly replied, "Let's give him a chance."

Vision scowled. "Error: bad logic."

"Seems alright to me," the demon muttered.

The android and the demon glared at each other as the little girl tried to stand between them.

[Beta Ray Bill]

The Hulking half-demon and synthetic android were both blocked by the little by the little girl in between them. Hellboy gave off a low growl and blew hard on his cigar making the hit the android's face. The Android stared back with a cold blank face its eyes glowing red with heat resonating off of them.

"I don't know what your problem is pal, but I'm not your enemy I only wanted to help," HB said giving a sneer.

"My scanners detect that are what classifies as a demon and to basic knowledge you're considered to be a malevolent creature."

Hellboy's eyes widened and his face curled. "I'll show you, Malevolent creature!"  The Half-demon grabbed a nearby trash can and raised it above his head. The androids glowing eyes intensified and it began to float a few inches off the ground.

 "Okay, none of that! I won't have you two fighting over me, so put your eye laser away, put your trashcan down and talk like sensible grown-ups for a change!"

The large dropped the trash can and mumbled to himself and folded his arms. The android landed back to the ground and its eyes no longer glowed red. The Machine shot a quick glance at the demon and then to the little girl. 

"If you insist on me talking to this being bred to be evil then you are clearly being illogical, he is a demon born to be evil. They come from a world bent on the rule of only the strongest shall survive."

Hellboy jumped forward and the machine turned to him in a defensive stance. "Hey! I'm right here ya know, look, kid, I'm not here to hurt you I overheard what that punk said I was only doing what I thought was right. "     

"Vision, you need to understand that you are not in your world anymore. Omni changed everything when he brought us all here. I mean look." She pointed down on the ground near where the teen had hit the wall. A pile of feces lay on the ground. "The guy with the knife was a demon, too. Would a demon poop themselves in fear?"

Hellboy looked to where the little girl had pointed and flinched "Jeez."

"It's an illogical world, Vis. Maybe it's time you update your databanks."

Hellboy stepped closer to the little girl and pocketed his hands in his trench coat. "Look this kid has a  good point, if I was able to I'd change all this," he waved to his red face and pointed to the two stumps where his horns should have been. "I'm as human as the next guy and I was not raised by other demons." 

The Android gave a silent nod of content. What they said was enough to persuade him that the big red half-demon was not evil. Hellboy knelt down to the kids level and gave a smile,

"You alright kiddo?"

"Yeah, nothing I'm not used to by now. Let's go."

[The Vision]

Vision scowled.

"My databases are updated," he snapped, "It is a known fact that a hostile entity known as Diablo and an army of demons waged war on the Omniverse many years ago."

"I'm not that kind of demon, pal," the red-skinned demon muttered through grit teeth.

"Be that as it may," Vision said, anger lacing his metallic voice, "it is illogical to trust those who are born with an intrinsic hatred of humanity."

"I trusted you," Frisk snapped, "Didn't I?"

Vision froze.

"Query: are you referring to my origin as a-"

"You know what I'm talking about, son of Ultron," the pacifist whispered, "I thought you of all people might understand not to judge a book by its cover."

Vision lowered his head, constructing a suitable response.

"Alright," Frisk sighed, "I'm gonna look for some more clues. You guys start getting friendly."

"Whoa, whoa!" Hellboy chuckled nervously, "I came to help a kid in trouble. I didn't sign up to meet a racist robot's friends."

"Error: I am not a racist. I simply make judgements of individuals based on previously acquired evidence regarding their species."

Hellboy laughed cynically. "Right, I forgot. Racists are people, not robot-OWWWW"

Frisk jumped up and snagged both Vision and Hellboy's ears, pulling both of their heads down to her level.

"Request: stop."

"Not until you both start acting like grown-ups," Frisk growled. "You two start chatting, alright?"

"Kid, I am this close to-"

Frisk squeezed Hellboy's ear harder.

"OWWW FINE!"

Frisk turned to Vision.

"Very well," the android replied, "Release me."

Frisk let go of both of them. She crossed her arms and flared her nostrils.

"Now you kids behave yourselves while I'm gone, okay?"

Vision and Hellboy groaned. Frisk started storming off. Vision glared at her.

"Might I add that demons are known to defecate quite often?"

Frisk continued to walk and shouted back, "I don't care!"

Vision watched, dumbfounded, as the little girl marched off. Hellboy sighed.

"I need a drink," he mumbled.

At Starbucks'

Hellboy thumbed the beer in his hand, watching the table very intently, in case it might move. Across the table sat the Vision, who seemed equally intent on not moving. His blank eyes - which unsettlingly did not have irises - were the only things moving as he scanned Hellboy's face.

"Query."

Hellboy raised an eyebrow.

"Eh?"

"I have a query."

"Oh." Hellboy sighed. "Sure."

"How many souls have you consumed in the past-"

"For the last time," Hellboy snapped, leaning forward, "I'm not kind of demon."

"Error: bad logic. All demons are of that kind."

"Not me, pal. I was raised like a human. More than you can say, I bet."

Vision frowned a little.

"I am a human. A synthetic one, but a human nonetheless."

"Synthetic?" Hellboy smirked, "The word you're looking for is 'fake'."

Vision crossed his arms.

"Perhaps," Vision argued, "But I still assert that you are intrinsically hostile and therefore cannot be trusted."

Hellboy sighed and rubbed his brow.

"Well, what about that 'son of ultra' or whatever?"

Vision blinked. "I was created by a rogue AI named Ultron to destroy the peacekeeping organization known as the Avengers."

Hellboy smiled, a toothy grin. "Ha! So you're also intrinsically evil, right?"

"Not anymore," Vision scowled. "I have since been reprogrammed multiple times, particularly to be an Avenger."

Hellboy shrugged. "If you're such a human, you should know by now. You don't need to be a computer to be reprogrammed."

The demon took a sip of his beer and looked at Vision. The android could not respond.

[Isabelle]

She needed to get away from the other two. Ever since she became ambassador of the monsters, she felt like much of her life now is just keeping everyone from killing each other. It was so much easier when everyone was just focused on killing her, it was easier to keep everyone alive that way. Of course, that fact was way more depressing when compiled into a concise thought.


She felt bad for the way she was treating everyone, but the way Vision was acting was kind of scary. Making broad assumptions like that, she was having horrible memories of Princess Bonbon Sunshine, the horrible things she’d do because she thought she understood the world from a glance. It wasn’t something she would let her friends slide passed her without reprimand, not while she had some shred of morality left.


Dolly’s Datacatessen quickly came into view, honestly, she didn’t expect to find it, she was actually looking for the nearest restroom and just kind of stumbled on it. It was a small little shop squeezed between a nostalgia heavy leather diner and a fedex run by bird people.


She passed through the store’s portal which herald her arrival with a chime. A bored looking red headed lady sat at the front counter, inconspicuously holding a magazine to her face that was titled “Avoid Eye Contact Monthly.” But as the little girl approached, she tossed the paper to the counter passive aggressively and gave Frisk a smile only a serial killer would give.


“Why hello there! So nice of you come in three minutes before lunch break!” She side, grinding her teeth between words.


“Oh, I didn’t know my timing was so bad, I’ll come back.” Frisk said, it was lucky that came to mind, she was prepared to say anything to get out of what was an immediately confrontational situation. However, the woman was quick to shoot that down.


“Just get it over with. What do you want?”


Frisk, her every muscle wanting to run, placed a piece of paper on the counter, scribbled on it were the names: “Marcus Wright” and “Captain America.”


“I-I just want to know the whereabouts of these two.”


The lady looked it over briefly before putting it in a small slot in the wall.


“We got two location cases, get on it, Yellow.”


A banana colored claw slipped through the hole and snatched the paper. The lady returned to her post and proceeded to glare down on Frisk, who is getting more and more nervous. She would look for anything to break the ice, but all the walls were bare. She eventually settled on the lady’s name tag.


“Taco Skirt?” She said quizzically. “That’s an unusual name.”


The woman’s face contorts into a horrific grimace, one that Frisk compulsive took two steps back from just from the mere sight of it.


“Why is this customer trYING TO TALK TO ME ON THE JOB? Is she trying to GET ME FIRED?”


Frisk took another two steps back, she decided not to say anything else.


Suddenly, a ding could be heard from the back and a big pile of paper slides through the slot in the wall. The woman grabbed it and looked over the front page.


“Well, you’re lucky. You’re friends Rando Le Terz, some small island, the coords are on the paper. Probably should get to them soon, only found them so quickly because they are making a lot of noise over there.” She handed the bundle to Frisk, whose hands barely could wrap around em. “We’ve also printed up background info on your comrades as a complementary thing.”


“Oh wow, thank you very mu-”


“Why is this little girl stILL TALKING TO ME?” The woman yelled. Frisk quickly dumped a bunch of Omnilium coins on the counter and hustled out the door.


The woman groaned grumpily as she headed for the door that leads into the back


“Hey Yellow, make us some ramen, and put on Kissy Cutie again, I need a break from this shit.”




After stopping by the diner to go the bathroom, as well as summon new underwear as the recent experience had ruined the current ones, she headed for the place she left Hellboy and Vision, looking through the papers as she strolled.


“So Marcus is a cybernetic android and the Captain is a genetically modified human. Quite the colorful group. I see it was quite the sausage party before mom and I joined up.” She said out loud.


She had a twinge of pain upon realizing she knows the term “Sausage Party” at her age. She almost went into another angst about her loss of innocence, but then she realized that Vision and Hellboy were nowhere near where she last saw them.


“Ugh, can’t leave them alone for a second!” She said, followed quickly by a sigh.


She pulled out her soul and used that to track her friends. She started making her way to the Starbucks.

[Beta Ray Bill]

The large half-demon fumbled his beer taking a long sip savoring the flavor, it was cheap what would you expect he somehow got it in a Starbucks of all the places. To be honest the robot was acting a little hypocritical, son of Ultron an evil AI hell bent on destruction. He had no place to judge Hellboy and not to mention he just met the fella.

"Listen pal I wasn't raised by other demons, I was raised by a human. My adopted father was a professor and head leader of an organization called the  B.P.R.D, Bureau for Paranormal Research and Defense. We were kind of the guys that stop things that go bump in the night."

HB took another sip of his beer even if it was cheap it was something, he pulled out one cigar before he could light it a waitress shout from the other side of the shop.

"Sir! this is a no smoking area!"

Hellboy quickly put it back in his coat pocket.

"Jeez, alright I hear ya."

Vision gave another quiz like look, this robot sure seems to have a lot of questions.

"Query."  

Red gave a long sigh putting his index finger and thumb on his nose.

"Yes."

"You said that you for an organization designed to deal with paranormal threats, that seems to be close to what my organization does, we fight terrorists and the evil the bends to destroy the good. In this case, you seem to want to do good no matter your heritage, you are a living oxymoron. Am I correct? "     

Hellboy finished the last sips of his beer and leaned forward in his seat.

"I want to do good, I don't hate humans and I don't want to harm them either, Hell I'm not fully a demon in the first place. I didn't ask for this and I didn't ask for this thing where my right hand should be." He stopped before explaining what his right hand's purpose was. It was a hard truth to deal with he was the key to the end of the world a reality that slaps him in the face each day he goes through.

"Look you don't have to trust me, but that won't stop me from doing what's right, what you do and what I do is something the world needs what we can do. That makes us good guys. That's enough for me. So with that, I'm in on whatever it is yall are doing, to make the world a better place."

Vission stayed silent all that Hellboy said was enough. Hellboy was no evil demon bent on the enslavement of humans and destruction of the world. 

The Starbucks doors slammed open and Frisk skipped in.

"There you guys are, are we behaving and getting along."

Both men just turned and gave her a hard stare.

"Anyways I know where Cap and Marcus are, there on a small island owned by Rando Le Terz, I have exact coordinates this paper here."

She flashed the paper around them. Both of the men got out of their seats. Hellboy stretched as he got up.

"Well done Frisk we should departure right now then," Vision said as they exited the building.   

Hellboy gave a small chuckle and lit another one of his cigars "Hey, hey time to have some fun." He puffed a large smoke cloud and patted Vision hard on his with his oversized right hand.