Hellboy was, once again, in a subway tunnel, pursuing a demon that had already killed a busload of people across town, several people in a Chinese restaurant, the patrons of a convenience store and demolished a shopping mall, killing anyone that got in it's way. The Bureau for Paranormal Research and Defense had immediately dispatched Hellboy, Abe Sapien and Liz Sherman when the reports came through.
They had all followed seperate leads and his had lead him first to an outdoor festival in one of the city's parks. Hellboy looked little better than the demon he was trying to stop, but luckily that worked to his advantage as people scattered and gave him clearer access to the murderous beast. He blew off one of it's six arms with his exploding, Holy Water filled rounds, but it still managed to escape into the subway with it's stub oozing bluish-black blood like a geyser.
"Is there a family plan for chaos demons? Why always the subway? Jeesh", he grumbled as he followed, holding 'Samaritan' high. This time, as luck would have it, the train had already filled and gone and he didn't have to deal with the screams and running humans and etc, etc. The demon turned to him and roared it's righteous fury and then disappeared into the tunnel. Hellboy sighed, called it in to Liz and Abe and then followed him in.
They were about 400 feet into the tunnel when the demon dropped from the tar-black shadows around the ceiling onto Hellboy's back. They both rolled around on the tracks of the subway and the monster earned itself a punch in the face with Hellboy's massive stone Right Hand of Doom. As he raised his fist for another devastating blow, the air seemed to...shimmer...and his fist came down into...no demon and he was in some sort of courtyard...with a boy in a dark uniform...a uniform that looked strangely familiar.
"I'm not Jimmy, kid, but if you had anything to do with this, we need to talk". the big red demon grumbled.