|Hellboy: The Ring of Gaal
Author: KousukeAsazuki PM
Defeated, but revived, Prince Nuada has returned again to carry through with his ruined plans of genocide. Things have changed, though, for both him and Nuala. A girl has entered to change their lives. \\Request fic-- Sunist; Smut, NuadaOC, AbeNuala//Rated: Fiction M - English - Romance/Adventure - Prince Nuada - Chapters: 5 - Words: 8,266 - Reviews: 9 - Favs: 34 - Follows: 8 - Published: 01-16-09 - Status: Complete - id: 4795735
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Hello~ Welcome to my longest commission yet. =D Five whole chapters and a PLOT. How ever will you survive reading it? Well, if you don't manage to get to the end, enjoy your journey to wherever the hell you go after you leave. Most likely some institute for the mentally insane. YES. MY WRITING IS THAT BAD. Enjoy!
But all of that would change, sooner than any of them expected. Hellboy and that woman of his had destroyed the crown of Bathmora, but Nuada wasn't so easily deterred. He should be dead by now, he and Nuala both, he knew. Her suicide and their sibling link should have killed them both and it nearly did. Another of Hellboy's comrades restored them, a master of ancient magic and restoration spells. That girl had given him another chance to fulfill his dreams-- something not even his dear sister would give him.
She and Nuala were much alike, though. Nuala with her fondness for that Abraham and Sunist with her love of people. How could they care for people who shunned them, and demons alike who devoted themselves to the very people that cast them out? They were all fools, as far as he was concerned, but yet he had been roped in with them. Meeting Sunist with her optimistic personality and Nuala attaching herself to Abe, Nuada inevitably followed. The prince was not fond of his comrades, not at all, but they served to pass the time in their own ways. At least until he could find what he was looking for.
"I'm close," he thought. "Soon, it will be mine. Soon, these humans will perish."
"That's not funny, Abe." Liz stared across the breakfast table, unamused at her friend.
"I'm only saying," the fish man said, gesturing with his hands, "that you might want to consider the possibility that your children will come out...different."
"Hey." The pair turned to see the father-to-be himself standing in the doorway, arching an eyebrow at the other male. "They're my kids, so they're going to be perfect no matter what. Got it?"
Liz couldn't help but crack a smile at his arrogance. She placed a hand on her stomach, which had grown quite a bit in the past six months, and turned back to Abe. "Even if they are...different," she said, nearly struggling with the concept, "we'll love them all the same."
"Of course you will," the aquatic man nodded, not a hint of sarcasm to his voice. "That would be expected. I just don't want you to go through some sort of traumatic breakdown because they're not how you envisioned." Leaving Liz to think about his words, he continued with his meal.
"Don't listen to him, babe," Hellboy said, sitting down next to her with a plate stacked full of food and his usual six-pack. "I don't think he can even have kids."
"I resent that," Abe said, blinking at the demon. "My species is fully capable of reproducing, just like you and Liz."
"Is it like a seahorse?" the giant man asked, grinning as he shoveled food in his mouth. "Ya know, where the male has the kids?" Flustered, Abe refused to even dignify the question with a response. Luckily, he didn't need to, as another presence joined their morning.
"I think having children would be nice." The group looked up to see a young woman standing in the entranceway. Her longm brown hair cascaded down in carefully-sculptured curls, framing her slim face. Her piercing blue eyes glanced casually over each individual before taking the group in as a whole. They were such odd people, but they were her family. Not literally, of course, because that would be strange, but she had know Hellboy and Abe since childhood-- they were without a doubt her best friends.
"Why don't you come and eat something?" Liz asked, motioning to the empty seat next to Abe.
"Ah, Sunist, good morning." Abe nodded to the brunette. "Yes, you should eat before Red scarfs down all the food."
"You mean I'm not too late?" she asked, a slight smirk appearing on her face. "Amazing."
"Hey," the targeted demon grumbled, "I don't eat everything. Liz is eating for three and you accuse me of it."
"And you still eat more," Sunist pointed out, motion to the comparison between their plates.
Giving up, Hellboy sighed and shook his head, popping open another beer. "Women."
"I beg your pardon?" Abe asked, looking up inquisitively.
"Oh, yeah. You, too." Hellboy nodded and continued piling the remainder of his plate's food into his mouth.
"Has Nuada been down, yet?" Sunist asked, trying to sound casual as she took the seat next to Abe.
"No, not yet," the one beside her said. "I was wondering how long it would take for you to ask. You've been wondering since you saw he wasn't here."
Slightly flustered, the blue-eyed girl concentrated on her food. "You're one to talk," she muttered before forking a pile of eggs into her mouth.
"Hm?" Abe looked over at her, curiously.
"Nuala told me about when she tried to talk to you. You blubbered," a quick glance was given to him, "like a fish."
"I resent that," Abe said again, before considering the words. "Yes, well...it's difficult, you know, when there's someone important to you that you...well, have feelings for and..."
"You're doin' it again," Hellboy told him, chuckling. If Abe had had any pigment in his skin, his face would surely be as hot as Liz's fire.
"I wonder where he's at," Sunist murmured. She had nearly had trouble sleeping last night, thinking about the prince. Tension was building between the two and every time she did see him, she thought it would be the moment where everything unraveled. The suspense was killing her, and she wondered which of them would be the first to make the move.
"Come to think of it, Nuala hasn't shown, either," Abe said.
"Guess royalty is lazy," Red commented, oblivious to his own statement.
Liz smirked and slid a glance to her boyfriend, royalty himself. "Guess so."
A chorus of snickers paused the demon from downing the last bit of his beer. He glanced around at the three. "What?"
"Where were you last night?"
"I couldn't sleep, I was restless."
"Restless why? Brother, there is something you aren't telling me." Nuala looked at her twin with a sort of desperation. "I can tell, there is something you're waiting for, something that has you excited. Tell me what it is."
"Tell you?" Nuada replied, a bit harshly. "My sister, I would do anything for you, but you won't have me and my dreams. You'd rather see me dead." Despite everything they had been through since, the prince hadn't forgotten Nuala's agreement with their father's decision to kill him for suggesting an uprising against the humans.
"Don't let yourself become blinded," she pleaded, grasping his arm.
His head snapped toward her, their eyes locking for a long moment before he replied. "Blind? My sister, I am the only one here who can truly see."
"Wait!" Her words fell on deaf ears as Nuada broke away from her grasp and slipped from his bedroom. Sighing softly, she closed her eyes. Whatever he was planning, it was no different than before. This time, though, she feared the others would not forgive him. If even she could not get through to him, she wasn't sure anyone could. Anyone, but perhaps one girl.