Good night, ladies and gentlemen!

I am pleased to present my first, very first fanfiction!

As you can well understand, is inspired by the film "Hellboy II: The Golden Army."

It took me quite a lot 'of time to devote to this story, both because of the plot, I tried to make accurate and consistent, both to ease my Selene from those traits that make her a bit' "Mary Sue", and giving greater attention to emotions and feelings of other characters in the story.

Maybe you will find the story (or worse, the characters and their names) some "trivial", but I wasn't able to create better: there are very welcome suggestions and constructive criticism.

I also ask apologize for any grammatical errors, I hope aren't too serious (my english sucks).

But now I let my story to speak: good read!

Chapter I

Prince Nuada, before exhaling his last breath, turned to Hellboy those that he believed were his last words: "We die, and the world will be poorer for it."

His heart, dripping with blood because of the fatal wound that his sister Nuala had done to herself and him sticking a knife into his chest, was taken over by: his beats, in fact, were getting weaker, more irregular.

Just when the resignation and the pain had destroyed all hope for himself and his people, Nuada heard footsteps in the vast hall of the Golden Army

A young girl made his way between metal creatures, which promptly ran up to him.

For a moment he was intrigued by that new presence.

But the pain grew to the wound, bringing his gaze on his chest ripped open: he had lost more blood. He narrowed his eyes, now resigned, now afraid of death that was now imminent. But the mysterious girl put her hand on his wound. From her fingers left a small beam of light that illuminated his deep wound. Was at that moment that Nuada felt a slow but continuous relief. At increasing of the the brightness of that small light, increased a state of physical wellbeing, which culminated in a complete disappearance of pain. In a state of complete amazement, he saw the girl disappear from the giant golden soldiers. She had fled. Nuada, now surprised to feel so good, pressed his hands against the wound, which now no longer there. His flesh was intact, as if it had not suffered even a scratch. It was at that precise moment that he realized that the woman healed him. Although he was a magical creature, rarely he had seen such power. He began to wonder who was the girl which saved him. For a moment he turned his gaze to Nuala, his sister, who until a few moments before, was lying on the ground, even in her death. Surprisingly, she was fine, too. Abe, who was next, gasped when he saw her get up on her feet. The bond that existed between Nuala and her brother had done it that her wound heal. The twins looked at each other for a long moment, still stunned by what had just happened. No one uttered a word for a very long minute, during which all eyes were focused on Nuala and Nuada.

"Shit!" was the cry of Red, that broken the silence, bringing others to the present. Everyone turned toward him, noting with deep dismay, it was no longer in his hands the crown of Beethmora.

"Red! Where is the crown?" Cried Liz, in the throes of concern.

"What the hell do I know? I had it in my hands a moment ago!"

"But there isn't longer!"

All eyes are headed for Nuada, the one closest to Red. For a moment all thought he could taken it, but when they saw that he had nothing in his hands, took up the questions.

"Oh my God, Red! How did you lose it?" Liz shooting.

"I just do not know ... I ... I had it in for me I had it in hand when it arrived ... oh crap!"

"Yeah, the lady who first fled stolen it." Intervened Abe worried, as he and Princess Nuala reached the others .

"We must look now!" Dr. Krauss said, with his unmistakable German accent.

"Well said! She Cannot be going very far!" Resumed Red. "But why she may have taken it with her?"

"Let's to understand ..." said Liz.

The only two to remain silent were Nuala and Nuada, who went back to look at each other with a gaze clearly worried. Perhaps they were not far from knowing something about the account of the unknown girl. When she, in fact, had done the miraculous healing, Nuada had implemented some information about her. Her name was Selene, and was half-human. She was fleeing because she was so scared ... but from what? All that Prince Nuada had of her was a jumble of confused and disturbing thoughts.

Also Nuala learned through his brother, all these things, and she felt scared.

"You know something about her, blond?" Red asked the prince. He was very suspicious about him, since he had just tried to stab him in the back.

With much reluctance, Nuada told the group what he had just learned about Selene. Even though he hadn't renounced his intentions, he realized that at that time could not afford to fight again against the BPRD. In fact, they all need a temporary collaboration to find the crown.

"What can she do with that crown?" asked Liz.

"I doubt that she intends to use it ... is not what I understood from her ... she couldn' t even do that, since that she is not of royal blood, I guess." Nuada said.

Suddenly, the golden soldiers began to turn off one by one, probably the crown was divided again, or. ... Destroyed! Nuada trembled at the thought of never being able to awaken his deadly army. He was so close to the liberation of his people from the yoke of humans, that the only thought of returning to exile destroyed him, he could not stand to see the greed of man still reap more victims among his people, among the forests, in his land ... The death of his father, which occurred at his hands, could not and should not have been in vain. He absolutely had to regain the crown.

"We must go! Now!" said Red.

They went immediately to looking for Selene, going towards the exit. The County of Antrim was composed by a large expanse of grass, the forest closest was several miles, so it would be difficult for the girl to hide.

Once outside, they saw nothing but Tom Manning, who journey towards the group with the air of someone that gonna made a secular lecture.

"Ah, there you are! You're in trouble, young man!" Began Tom.

"Shut up, Manning." Red blurted "We have pretty tough nuts to crack here!"

"H-How ... .. how dare you ...what you mean, with ... t-tough nuts to crack?"

"I mean that we were one step away from preventing the gentleman here present to exterminate the human race, when a girl has cheated the royal crown!" Saying it Red pointed to Nuada.

At the sight of the prince, Manning turned white and lost all his desire to preach, he merely whispered, as if to mention a greeting: "Highness ..."

" Have you seen her, Dr. Manning?" Asked Johann.

"No, we did not see anything."

"But on, how is it possible? There seems to be in the Sahara desert!" asked Liz to him.

"I think she has found some way to hide or to leave without being seen ..." Abe sketched.

"Well, we have methods of magical creatures, potions and spells to open gates that allow us to find a place to another in a short time ... but a human could not use them ... unless ... " said Nuala.

"I doubt she's a human ..." resumed Nuada. "But I could not read a lot from her ... I do not know what she' s ..."

"Make an effort, kid! It is our butts. Juice your elven brains, come on ..." Red encouraged him.

"I remember you, demon, that I'm not going to let you destroy the crown! I will not give up my plans to rid the world from humans! Consider this moment a truce! A truce, which I hope will end very soon." Nuada replied with a threatening do.

"Yes, of course, but now come on ..." replied Red. He was so accustomed to the threats that them now didn't prevent him more effective.

"You're right, Agent Hellboy!" Manning broke and stands between the Red Prince, hoping to appease the nascent debate between the two. Then he turned to other agents who were with him, "Hey guys! Gather the latest information on Beethmora! Sent here others that sieve the city every meter! The leaders in Washington need a detailed report on what happened this morning. As to you people... "he said, addressing the group:" You have done enough, you'd better get back to the central ... " An hour later, everyone left, returning to the BPRD.

While they were on the plane, Liz was struck by a sudden headache. Aware of this, Red put gently his left hand on her forehead, and put the other on her belly.

"I promise that when everything will be over, we'll go away from everything and everyone. We will go in the open countryside, with lots of space. It will be great for the child."

"Children ..." she corrected him in a whisper, indicating that they were two twins.

Red remained speechless for a moment, undecided whether to rejoice or despair. He opted for the first former.