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"Aftermath" - Part Seven

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  Part Seven              Eddie was a comforting presence in the console room, after Si’s devastating altercation with Max. He found the electric guitar that Si left sitting in the corner, neglected for the past year, and gently played a few chords from Metallica’s “Master of Puppets.” Si appreciated that her guitar had been put to such use and told Eddie, “It’s yours, if you like it.”              Looking up from the sleek red guitar, Eddie gazed on his Time Lord hostess with misty eyes. “R-Really? I…I don’t wanna just take your stuff from ya.”              “So long as you take good care of it, it’s cool,” Si permitted.              “Yes, ma’am,” Eddie snickered.              As Eddie cherished his new gift, Si disembarked from her ship, stepping from the warm, comforting climate of the console room to the cold, unsettling atmosphere of what looked like the former site of a missile silo complex. Waiting there in the room where her TARDIS materialized was a suited white-haired man well
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"Aftermath" - Part Six

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Part Six              A vast endless expanse of nothingness, the void was a visual representation of a psychokinetic individual’s mind – a psychokinetic individual such as Jane. She could only access it when sensorily deprived, usually when submerged in a sensory deprivation tank. But, since one wasn’t available in the Hopper household, she would have to settle on simply blindfolding herself and listening to white noise from the living room television set; this was sufficient to induce the state. Of course, there was still the side effect of nosebleeds, which was why Will supplied a box of fresh Kleenexes for her.              Inside the void, what Jane perceived as a floor was nothing but a thin layer of water. It was completely empty, except for herself or whatever or whoever she was trying to locate – which, in these current circumstances, was Si. There was only one place Jane knew where she could’ve been and that was inside her TARDIS.              The ship’s central console was th
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"Aftermath" - Part Five

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Part Five             Si hadn’t anticipated for the Hostile Action Displacement System (“HADS” for short) to be triggered in the power struggle between the Mothergate and her TARDIS. She pushed it too far, and now one of the most valued defense mechanisms of her ship transported her and Hellboy to someplace it designated to be safer, away from the danger. While this was useful in most circumstances, it was a nuisance in others – especially with a unique Type-Z model.             The HADS on a Type-Z weren’t like those on a Type-40, which would rematerialize the TARDIS just a short distance within the same time and space. With a Type-Z model, the TARDIS would rematerialize in another dimension and would return to its point of origin after 48 hours, unless otherwise by its operator.             The specific dimension Si and Hellboy were brought to via HADS appeared to be a laboratory within some sort of top-secret government facility. There was a large swimming pool nearby.             “
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"Aftermath" - Part Four

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Part Four              Rink-O-Mania was one of the most popular hangout spots for teens in Lenora Hills; a roller-skating rink that was the choice location for Angela and her friends, with Jane in tow. The parking lot itself was proof of its popularity, seeing how difficult it was for Jim to find a spot. Ultimately, he had to settle for one that was a long but tolerable distance from the entrance. “This is the place, huh?” he checked with Will.              “Yeah,” Will confirmed, feeling uneasy about what he and Jim would find inside.              “Pretty colors!”              “Jeez!” Jim jolted, as did Will, when he heard someone speak out from the backseat. They hadn’t expected anyone else in the car with them, the entire ride over. But, apparently, a certain house-elf wanted to tag along.              “Is that…an  elf ?!” Will gazed on Dobby in wide-eyed wonder.              “ House -elf,” Jim begrudgingly elaborated. “Who’s supposed to be back at  our  house!”              His ira
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"Aftermath" - Part Three

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  Part Three              Much as Dobby annoyed Hopp, Joyce started to take a liking to the little house-elf. She helped him feel comfortable in their home, treating him like a child and giving him cookies and milk as he watched cartoons on television. Meanwhile, Hopp worked exhaustedly to reach Si, only to get a recorded message that said, “Hi, you’ve reached Si. Sorry that I’m not available right now, but if you leave me your name and number in a voicemail, I’ll make sure to get back to you.”              Defeated, Hopp hung up for the seventeenth time. “I can’t get her,” he told Joyce. “All I’m gettin’ is her answering machine. What’s ‘voicemail’ anyway?”              Joyce shrugged. “Call her again and leave a message.”              Seeing no harm in it, Hopp followed her advice and left a message: “Hey, kid…I mean, Si. It’s Hopp. We got this ‘house-elf’ who calls himself ‘Dobby’ in our…well… house . Says that wizard kid, Harry What’s-His-Face, sent him to find you. When you get th
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