HellboyXInuyasha Xover Test

[Okay, the song and dance starts here. This first bit is a short, "mysterious" *cough cough* dialogue between two integral characters just to set us up and introduce us to the fic]



‘I dunno . . . I mean, how can you be sure?’

‘ . . . I can’t be. But this is all I have, Inuyasha. And for now it will have to do . . .’

‘Yeah, but . . . a couple of dreams . . .?’

‘It's all I have, Inuyasha. I will not repeat myself again. My only option here is to believe . . . . . If I don’t . . .’

‘ . . . I’ll go with you, then.’

‘You are not obliged to-‘

‘Keh. I know that.’

‘ . . . . . Very well, then.’

‘Alright. So, when do we leave?’

‘I do not wish to waste any more time than I may already have. We can leave at once, if there is nothing you need to take care of first . . .’

‘Nope. I’m ready when you are, bro.’

‘Hnh. Then let us go.’



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THE SEARCH:

A  Hellboy/Inuyasha Mash-Up.


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Chapter One

Just Another Day . . .

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[And here comes HB's entrance. This is my introduction to him (does he sound okay? Let me know . . .), because I do love 'im so, I gave a him a good old monster of the week to pound on first thing. It's gotten on the loose in the city (generic city, basically because I'm not personally familiar with any in America . . . do you think I could still use Newark, like in the movie? I suppose it could work with creative licence . . .) and has found its way into an apartment building just chock-full o' tasty people-meat . . . There's an underlying reason why this monster has picked THIS particular apartment building, but I don't wanna ruin it for you yet so we'll leave it at that for now]



If there was one thing Hellboy didn’t like, it was some nasty lizard-marsupial thing with one highly cranky demeanor and a defensive weapon that involved the projectile-vomiting of certain digestive acids that could probably disintegrate granite.

If there was one thing Hellboy did like, it was dragging said monstrosity - now thoroughly messed up and thoroughly unconscious - down eighteen flights of stairs by the feet to the rhythmic thunk of its skull against every step.

“Hey, this could’ve been a lot more comfortable for the both of us, pal. No one forced you to melt a hole in the floor of that elevator.”

‘But then what is life if it doesn’t throw you a couple dozen monsters to beat up every week?’ he philosophized sagely. ‘Am I right?’ He looked enquiringly over his shoulder at the insentient creature.

Thunk.

Thunk.

Thunk.

‘ . . . Not much of a talker, are you?’

Thunk.

Thunk.

Thunk.

‘Oh well.’



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He found the rest of the team on the ground floor. The place was crammed with anxious tenants, various other unfortunates who had simply happened to be in the wrong place at the wrong time and Bureau agents trying to reassure them that everything was going to be all right. All civilians had been swiftly rounded up and herded downstairs while the Big Red had shepherded the rampaging creature as far away from them as possible. Activity ground to a complete standstill when Hellboy walked into the lobby, six foot four, bright red, smelling absolutely lovely and dressed in the gooey remnants of what had been his beloved leather trench coat with a comatose monster slung over his shoulder like some kind of fancy new backpack.

Liz honed straight in on him.

‘God . . . No wonder those kids looked so freaked out,’ was her assessment when he posed with his new accessory for her benefit.

‘Kids?’

She pointed. He looked to see almost every child in the building gathered in one corner of the lobby, some clinging to careworn parents and some pestering stiff-backed agents, all clustered loosely around . . . Abe, of all people.





[Aaaaaand guess who? Yup here comes our first introduction to Rin-chan! She's a reincarnation of course (gah, I hate playing the reincarnation card), because I want to keep as much of the canon storyline as possible]


About seven, maybe eight years old, the shrimpiest shrimp he’d ever set eyes on was practically wrapped around his partner-in-crime’s leg and peeking out at him with huge, fathomless brown eyes.

‘Looks like somebody’s made a friend,’ he remarked amiably.

The Icthyo[sp?} Sapiens flashed him a look of forbearing, then turned to the quarter-pint [half-pint might have been a little too generous] adhered to his left leg.

‘Hellboy, I’d like you to meet Catherine Nakamura. You can call her Rin, for short.’

‘Rin, huh?’ The half demon smiled as gently as his face allowed at the little girl, watching wide dark eyes roam over his person and seemingly judge him to be acceptable, because she smiled shyly up at him after a moment before hiding her face behind Abe's not-so-considerable bulk.

‘Everyone used to call her Cat, but she doesn’t like cats,’ the Merman supplied, quite humored.

[Yeah, I know he's not actually a merman, but he seems to be nicknamed by this term sometimes, such as on the back of the Sword of Storms DVD, so I'll use it occasionally, but strictly in a shorthand kind of sense]


[So sorry it's so short but remember this is just a teaser after all and I wouldn't want to ruin the actual story for you guys. Please do give me your thoughts and any opinions you might have . . . Okay, I think that's it for now. Thanks guys!]