Chapter 1
Hellboy was a red demon with a large stone right hand, and a red tail, his horns were shaved to stumps. He wore a kevlar vest to atleast give some extra protection against bullets other than just bare skin, he also wore an armlet over his left hand and knee pads under his brown trench coat on his hip was a large revolver.

And he was on the northern coast of Ireland fighting something that had been terrorizing a nearby coastal town. People had been disappearing whenever they entered the nearby forest and they had been scared for their lives, so they called the B.P.R.D(bureau for paranormal research and defence” and Hellboy had come to help.

Luckily for him, he had a nice quiet month and got some well earned rest which was a change from the usual 24/7 constant fighting monsters. The month before last month had been especially vexing after all the wolf incident, Hellboy had left for a bit to recover then returned, relaxed and recovered, and now he was fighting another wolf, after fighting werewolf’s made of fire, and werewolves that brought winter, this hadn’t had surprised him as the many other times.

“What's this the year of the wolf?” Hellboy had quipped but with tiredness, this wolf was made out of wood, or rather pieces of wood like a bird's nest except the pieces were bigger, small logs, branches and so forth. It also stood on its hind legs often leading Hellboy to believe that it might be a werewolf of some kind; he had no idea what it wanted but he was going to find out after he beat this wolf. “God damn” Hellboy growled as he was thrown against a rock, he then picked up the rock and tossed it at the wolf, the wold swerved out of the way, before charging and slashing at hellboy with its claws.

Hellboy raised his large stone right hand and blocked it, then fired at the wolfs right arm, the wood splintered and wolf howled in pain and retreated a little way back, Hellboy watched as the splinters of wood levitated then flew back to the arm and reformed, Hellboy then punched the wolf in the jaw with his right hand “at least i can touch and hurt it without hurting myself” Hellboy thought as he remembered how badly he had been burnt when he had to land punches on the firewolves.

The timberwolf, as Hellboy thought it was an appropriate name, stood on its hind legs, picked up a nearby boulder then threw it at Hellboy, HB was a little late to block and it hit him in the head. It hurt, it hurt badly and he was stunned.

The wolf then walked to the edge of the cliff and took out what looked like a dagger from his hip. This guy must have liked his dark materials because the dagger seemed to cut into reality, he then swiped down and created a triangular shaped tear in the air. “This guy’s going to another world?” Hellboy thought unsure, but he knew that he wasn’t gonna let this thing get away.

What he was going to do was crazy and quite possible suicidle, he got up and charged at the wolf who was distracted with putting away the knife, before it could fully put it away however, Hellboy tackled it through the door, the knife went flying out of his hand and onto a rock next to the cliff.

The portal closed behind them with a small pop, on the other side, Hellboy and the werewolf were sent tumbling down a hill, delivering blows to each other, Hellboy ended up being on top after they stopped rolling, “dossy dow” Hellboy said as he pivitted his right arm back and crushed the wolf’s head completely. Hellboy stepped off the wolf readying for combat, but there wasn’t any, the wolf wasn’t regenerating.

“Now i know their weakness” Hellboy said, completely decimate their heads and they won’t be able to regenerate, just in case however, he pulled out a light and lit up a nearby stick, he tossed flaming torch onto the corpse of the wolf and watched it burn, “no sneaking off and regenerating while i’m gone” Hellboy thought.

He watched it burn, burn to nothing more than ash, then he realised that there was another smell, the smell of burning flesh, he looked closer and realized that the layers of wood were being shed to reveal a dead human body. “A werewolf” hellboy said under his breath, not as surprised as most people would have been, the wolf had been anthropometric, like werewolves commonly were.

The man looked neither old or young, black haired, tan skinned, Hellboy took one last look at the corpse, then walked off to help find out where he was, it was possible he was in another world, on the other hand, that window in reality could have just simple been a shortcut to america, or somewhere with forests and mountains, and hopefully not over the horizon where the sunset was beautiful.

Hellboy continued to walk, his cloven hooves making good progress on his trek, to find civilization.

Canterlot now
Celestia was lowering the sun so Luna could raise the moon, then the two felt what could be described as an invisible wave pass over the two sisters, Celestia lost focus and lowered the sun for a second. She recovered and resumed until the sun was fully lowered then turned to her sister who started to raise the moon as they started their conversation.

“Did you feel that Luna?” Celestia asked, “yes it’s strange, never have we felt anything like this before” Luna replied, she still used the old tongue even after returning from her banishment and settling into the new equestria long ago. “It came from the everfree, we’ll send guards first, whatever created that wave felt weak shouldn’t be a problem for them” Celestia said confidently.

“And if they don't, thou does realize that those guards have become more and more useless, correct?” Luna asked, “then we’ll send Princess twilight and her friends along to defeat it” Celestia said still confident. Luna wasn’t as sure but she would have to trust her sister for the moment before they would have to take things into their own hands.

Everfree forest
“How damn big is this forest?” Hellboy asked himself as he continued to walk through it, “he had looked through his provisions, plenty of ammunition for his gun, the Good Samaritan, two flashlights, one large and one average, a ton of artifacts, and a first aid kit. Not bad, he could have been less prepared. “Wonder where i start now?” Hellboy wondered. Just then he heard a low growl, he turned to find a Manticore behind him.

Hellboy wasn’t concerned he had dealt with Manticores before, mainly in Greece where they were common, this one however looked a little different, for example the fur seemed to go up the wings and it’s main was large, it was as big as he was which was nothing new. “Hi there” Hellboy said, the Manticore roared trying to intimidate Hellboy, Hellboy just huffed, “you don’t wanna fight” Hellboy warned drawing the Good Samaritan.

The Manticore started to get more and more agitated as this thing in its territory wasn’t cowering in fear as most prey did, it roared at Hellboy in a final attempt to scare him, Hellboy raised the gun and fired at the Manticores paw, the bullet hit the ground as hellboy had wanted it to, the Manticore recoiled it’s confidence slightly diminished.

“Come and get me you overgrown furry bastard” Hellboy growled threateningly, the Manticore pounced at Hellboy who pulled back his stone right fist and pivitted it into the Manticores fist sending it tumbling and rolling violently into a row of trees going straight through them and stopping after 5 revolutions and 5 knocked down trees.

The Manticore climbed to its feet, it’s pride and confidence shattered looked at Hellboy and ran off whimpering in fear as it did so, “i have to say your a disappointment to your kind” Hellboy said, inspecting his right hand for damage, it was supposed to be indestructible and it had been so far but there was always a first time. Which was not today thank god, Hellboy grunted in satisfaction then felt something pecking at his left hoof.

He looked down, to see a chicken serpent hybrid pecking at his hoof, it looked up at him expectantly, “a cockatrice” Hellboy thought, another greek monster, Cockatirces were supposed to turn you to stone when you looked at them, but Hellboy had an artifact which prevented petrification spells in any manner used. Cockitrices were also supposed to kill you when you looked them in the eye.

That seemed to have been proven inaccurate in this case as Hellboy stared at it dead in the eye, Hellboy held his breath however since people could die by breathing on them, it was a bit like negative feedback and when you exhale the death particles the cockitrice produced went down the mouth, into your lungs and killed you from the inside.

After seeing that hellboy couldn’t be petrified it fled the scene like the Manticore before, “okay judging by the last two monster experiences i’d say i’m somewhere in greece” Hellboy thought, “but the lack of humidity does make it unlikely...plus those two looked way different from any Manticore or Cockitrice i ever seen”

Hellboy continued to walk until he came to a road, “perfect” Hellboy said, if he could follow the road then he would find civilisation, or at least a place to stay with people to talk to, Hellboy followed the road has cloven hooves clipping and clopping as he went. He took out a cigar, lit it and popped it in his mouth to help pass the time, “wonder how the others are doing back home” HB thought.

Author's Note

The character design for Hellboy is by Crossovercomics on deviants art have a look