The God Machine (Hellboy)
Thomas E. Sniegoski
Language: English
Pages: 202
ISBN: B00ZATA2FE
Format: PDF / Kindle (mobi) / ePub
Hellboy, a bloodred, cloven-hoofed demon raised by the United States government, is a top field agent for the Bureau for Paranormal Research and Defense. He questions the unknown -- then beats it into submission.
Religious artifacts from every faith are disappearing without a trace. The identity of the perpetrator is a complete mystery until Hellboy and Liz Sherman -- acting on an unlikely tip from a ghost -- foil a museum heist attempted by crude, robotic constructs inhabited by human spirits.
One of these freed human spirits offers to help Hellboy track down those who imprisoned him: a fanatical order of psychics obsessed with creating a new messiah, one that will bring about a new stage of evolution for mankind -- whether mankind is willing or not. Now only Hellboy and his colleagues stand between a vulnerable humanity and an evil, vengeful god....
she had yet to accept as her home. She carried a serving tray, upon which rested a crystal pitcher of freshly squeezed lemonade and six of her finest glasses. Only two weeks had passed since Sally and her husband, Absolom, had settled here upon their arrival from Baltimore, and she had not yet developed a level of comfort in the new farmhouse. She used her hip to push open the swinging kitchen door and went through the dining room to the parlor, where her husband entertained his guests. He paced
husband reached across the table to swat away the old man's hand. "This, my brothers and sisters, will enable us to communicate more easily with our otherworldly benefactor." Sally remembered Absolom telling her that there were others like him, chosen to represent the power that could very well change the world. It was all very thrilling, and she had allowed herself to be caught up in the wave of her husband's excitement. She looked about the table. These were the chosen ones--the Electricizers
and the rabble that had set his barn afire. They wouldn't understand. The images from that day so many years ago filled his mind, and his heart began to hammer inside his chest. "Never again," he hissed, remembering how they had died, only to be reborn in the here and now--all except for one. Absolom pushed back from the computer, the memory of Mary Hudnell's absence still painful. "Why isn't she with us?" he wondered aloud, though he doubted that his savior was listening. "Why wasn't she
of the craft. The helicopter rocked from side to side, the lights flickered and the twin engines momentarily moaned, threatening to stall. The pilots expertly fought the controls and moved the chopper from harm's way. Hellboy was about to ask if everybody was all right when he heard a gasp. Steve had drifted back into the hold, and Hellboy could see that the ghost was in distress. "What's wrong?" he asked, watching as Steve studied his hand. "Something's not right out there," the specter said.
his, their ethereal bodies mingling as they at last responded to the pull of the world beyond this one and slipped into the ether. Together. Hellboy's cloven hooves clattered across the rocky surface as he pushed upon the deadweight, grunting with exertion. Steve's ghost watched the BPRD agent struggle to push the whale back toward the water. He wished he could help, but he had no substance, no flesh. His spirit was melancholy. "Is it still even alive?" the ghost asked, gazing around the