Hellboy's Twins Novels & Stories

They were twins. "Mr. Mu, it's almost dawn. Do you want to have a rest?" One of the twins asked. Mu Tianran nodded and said, "Let's find a place to rest first. We'll continue to move on tonight." They found a natural cave to rest. "Hei, are the people of the Zombie race ready?" Mu Tianran asked. The twins were called Hei Ying and Hei Xiong. They were from the Draconian race. Hei Ying said, "Don't worry. The Zombie race has been monitoring the Sanctuary of Tetrarchy. This time, three masters of the Zombie race will take action. With the help of Mr. Mu, we will definitely destroy the Sanctuary of Tetrarchy in an instant."

​But they would be Free. ​"The twins didn't want us to choose between Earth and Stars," Kael whispered, a bloody smile on his lips. "They wanted us to have the power to Silence the fight." ​On the horizon, a massive, deep-space signal began to thrum. The Sterling Dyson-Siren had felt the breach of the Twin-Cache. It wasn't sending drones anymore. ​The High-Board was coming in person.

I prided myself in the thought that I was a dealer but didn’t take this hard drugs but at this point every ounce of care was thrown to the wind. I rolled it up, flicking my finger as I lit it up. Every one of the Alpha’s children had his special abilities. As twins, Orion and I share pretty much the same capabilities and it irked me. The thought of having someone who was my mirror image and had the same abilities I had was unnerving. That was why I rebelled. I could remember high-school, dyeing my hair and getting into a rebellious phase.

The two of them are the only good thing that ever happened in my life apart from meeting him, their father. " What do we do with Lorenzo? They have him in custody. He might rat us out." I asked, hoping that the new topic would change the flow of our conversation because honestly, it was starting to get on my nerves. " He's useless right now. You don't need to worry about him. I'm more worried about those twins. I don't want them snooping their nose in my business." He spoke. " We just scared them tonight. After today, I don't think they'll want to be in our watch out." I replied.

His grin was as perilous as always. "Well, well," he said slowly. "If it isn't the pair of twins." “This is not a social visit,” Dahlia stated, moving closer. "Obviously," he answered, his eyes darting toward me. "And what does the little Omega desire from me now?" I felt irritated by his tone but stood firm. "We require your assistance." His eyebrows raised in feigned astonishment. Assistance? From myself? "That’s amusing." “The Forgotten Ones have arrived,” Dahlia stated, getting straight to the point.

▄︻デ══━一 COLTON HAYES💥 We couldn’t keep them here, that was a thought i couldn’t shake from the moment i showed up here. I stood in the barn, arms crossed, watching the twins—Fabian and Derico, or whatever they called themselves—slumped against the wooden post, weak and sullen but still dangerous. Ross had tied them good, and Abel was pacing like he wanted an excuse to break something. I think my father wants to hit someone.

This is not just a coincidence. She said in her thoughts. The ghost riders were probably real. This was no mere coincidence. The last time she had been here in morningstar bar was the night the awful thing happened between her and Aspen Mckinney. No! It can't be called awful anymore. The result of the accident were those little angels that were probably watching the television, playing, or sleeping at home right now. Those twins had to be the best thing that had happened in her life. They were her only true comfort. No fear of betrayal. No fear of heartbreak. They were indeed angels.

“Mommy, what if the bad people come again?” My heart feels like it’s splitting. “They won’t, Cherry. I promise.” Carlos stands and runs a hand through his hair. “Sofia. Listen.” His voice drops, steady and serious. “This apartment isn’t enough. These men… they won’t stop. Especially if they’re who I think they are.” My blood chills. “Hunters,” I whisper. “Do you know why they are behind the twins?” He asks. “Because they’re powerful. Because of their bloodline. Because whoever sent those men knows exactly what they are”

I ask. “I’m Cole,” the first one says. “And I’m Maden.” They both have the look of their father, which is to say they look like all the Hill men. “Uncle Henry!” a little girl who is closer to the twins age says, rushing over on her little legs. As I watch, Henry expertly swings the twins onto his back before scooping up the little girl. “Hello, beautiful,” he says, kissing her on the cheek. I wink at her when she tucks her face against Henry’s neck.

Always there. While we were both born and raised in the smallish town of Huntsville, Kentucky, it wasn't until after I'd graduated from high school that the Hellman twins even made a blip on my radar. My youngest brother, Nolan—known to most as Mouth because he was always talking—had begun mentioning the twins his sophomore year in high school.