Alright, here we go. Last chapter. I really did mean to have this up much sooner, but life happened. At least it's all done now. I'll hopefully have another one up sometime soon. We shall see. Thanks for sticking with it for so long, peoples!

I DO NOT OWN HELLBOY OR ANY AFFILIATED CHARACTERS.

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Tales From The Freezer IV, Part Four

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Eyes

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Humans had such interesting eyes. Nuada once thought this over as he sat outside in the frozen wasteland of Antarctica. He thought this over as he watched his three guards (if they could even be called that) walk around their base doing routine maintenance.

Nuada knew humans. He knew their bodies were weak and fragile. He knew their hair never grew in beautiful colors of the rainbow. He knew that their voices could not sing the songs of the trees and wind. He knew that their skin would never take the tones of the earth or their magic. They were in so many ways like the snowflakes that fell from the sky. Small, insignificant and quick to disappear. And yet there were so many of them that they managed to cover the face of the earth. Everywhere he looked he could see nothing but snow, just as he could see nothing but humans. The prince hated the snow. Just as he hated the humans and so much about them.

Except for their eyes. Their eyes were so different from what he had seen before. He had grown up around the eyes of the fae. He had seen ones like stars, some the color of the ocean, those the color of amethysts and rubies. Nuada had seen fae with none who saw nothing before them but things only in the future. He had grown up around many wondrous eyes. But he had never seen eyes that were alive.

He had once heard a queen say "The eyes are the window to the soul." And so they were for humans. It amazed Nuada how he could see just what they were seeing and just what they were feeling, all by glancing at their eyes. Their colorless, drab, dull, faded corneas and irises that looked like they were only shadows of their original shade. They were like a painting after someone had thrown a bucket on it. The colors were smeared and ugly, but yet humans managed to see more than Nuada could now see.

He saw the girls watch the snowflakes fall like they were beautiful. Nuada saw only white particles. He saw John's eyes start gleaming with mischief as he slowly crafted a snowball and then hurled it at the back of Bree's head. He saw Bree's eyes darken with annoyance and Alison's eyes brighten with laughter. Yes, humans seemed to see twice as much as Nuada now did.

And it made tears fall from his own beautiful golden eyes sometimes, because their eyes glowed with life while his were cold and dead.

That is the end of this short chapter story. I hope you enjoyed it, and I also hope it made up for the crappy last installment.

NOTE: For those of you who want to see Hellboy show up at the Freezer, your wish will be granted... eventually. Honestly, I had intended for that to happen from the beginning, so don't worry. You won't be disappointed.