Arianna: Hi, it's me again. I'm here to welcome you to our Hellboy fanfic. Goddess is still over there working on the Mummy fic, so don't worry about it. I'll hang out here with you guys, and give you the big red monkey, and she'll give you all the fun of seeing Ardeth arguing with a nameless goddess

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Disclaimer 2: I'm using an idea implemented by Shadowcat in her stories. Please, go there and read her stories first, so you can get a much better idea at what's going on with the characters.

Rain was pouring down, lightning flashing, the whole shebang. It was a night when most normal people were inside. The huddled figure nobody saw was far from being one of those 'normal' types.

Even she didn't know what she was. Slight and emaciated, huddled against a tree for protection from the driving wind, she shook. The only thought that crept into her mind was that this was her last night to live.

As her head fell forward, and she became one with the blackness and the oblivion that came to claim her, she had one regret, and an ocean of sadness.

Her regret: living life as she had, not knowing who she truly was, and never wanting to find out. Not enjoying her life, not finding the beauty in the world around her.

Her ocean of sadness: the same. No family to raise her, to love her. As long as she could remember, she had run, and run. They shunned her, without knowing her. The world wept with her this night.

She fell into that dark hole, unaware of the shadows about her. They did not touch her; she was not theirs to take, to kill, to consume. She was something they could not identify. They sat around the muddy human looking girl. She smelled human, but couldn't be.

"What do we do with the cub?" asked the Black Panther.

"Do we eat it?" asked the great snake.

"The cub is not ours to consume, you greedy snake." Growled a wolf.

"How do you know this? How do you know it is not for eating? Does your wolf god tell you this?" The snake hissed.

"Open your eyes, belly scraper. This one has a power within her. She almost feels like a mage, but it cannot be, for there are more than the four elements calling to me." The wolf snarled.

"Yes, I feel ice within her veins, warring with fire, but there is a part of her that shifts, her spirit is fighting to become something." A bear rumbled.

"It was caught, something happened. Before it could take the form it would forever hold, her soul shattered, and is still trying to become a human soul." A strong voice said.

"Lord, what brings you here?" The wolf bowed, followed by all but the snake, then it too lowered its head.

"The youngling here. It is not her time to go. She has a long, very long life, ahead of her. What has happened to her was not meant to happen, but has. It has made changes within her, changes I cannot undo. Still, I cannot let that mean her end. Will none of you take charge of the cub?" He asked, his face glowed golden even in the dismal rain.

"I will care for this cub." The wolf said,

"As will I." The panther said.

"I will do what I can to help. I get the feeling that she will bring the world to its knees, and get it standing again." The bear said.

"You all need to take a look at what the cub is. It's a MAN cub. They kill our homes, our kind, and you want to HELP this cub?" The snake hissed.

"But you need to look as well. This man cub will not do the same. With proper help, and upbringing, we can make sure that she stops those that threaten our homes.

"And you look! She is a man cub. It is in their nature to destroy. She will bring them with fire and axes to destroy our home! It is better to eat her than save her." The snake hissed.

"It is better you keep your mouth shut, she will be taken in by my pack. There cannot be creation without some destruction. If we show that we care, and show what the weaving is with all things, then she will not do more than is needed. If we keep her alive, she can go to them and stop the destruction that takes the weaving apart." The wolf said.

"Be gone low one. We do not need your help raising the cub. It is your kind that brought about mans destructive nature. It is not man alone that destroys the world. It is us." The bear growled.

The snake hissed menacingly, but with a snap from the wolf slithered off with great speed. The wolf looked again at the cub, the cub whimpered, shivering. The panther crept up to the cub and nuzzled her, attempting to wake her. She couldn't be more than a few seasons old. The wolf looked at her Lord.

"You are correct. This cub is very young. She won't even remember her mother, or father. The memories of this night and any that transpired before it will be dark, haunting, and will be locked away. You and the others will care for her." The man said, and disappeared.

"Well, first things first, let us wake the cub, and take her to our den. We'll do what we can." The wolf said.

"Lady wolf, please do not worry. We will make sure she will be cared for." The bear said.

"I know that. I just wonder about her. Look closely at the cub. She is nothing human. It is as if she has something else there, something that isn't supposed to be there. The eyes and tail of a cat. What happened to this child before we came upon her?" The wolf whined.

"Humans do strange things to their kind. But can't you feel it? This is a different human. Perhaps the others found out what she was, and decided to do what they've done to our kind, poked with needles, messed with their being, until they are not what they were." The panther said.

"Lets get her to the den. We shall call a council in the morning." The wolf said.

In the end, the jungle agreed to keep the little cub, all but the snake agreed to teach her. She ran with the wolves, but also learned from the panther, bear, the fish and the birds, all animals of the forest.

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