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I'm fireproof. You're not.
— Hellboy

Hellboy is an active agent of the BPRD, one of its best experts on the supernatural alongside his friend Abe Sapien. He was originally summoned in a ritual by Grigori Rasputin to aid the Nazi effort but was recused by the young Trevor Bruttenholm and raised and trained as a hunter of the paranormal due to his superhuman physicality and demonic origins.

In the present day, Hellboy has matured into a full-time agent of the organization and finds himself fighting the ever-multiplying Sammael creatures who threaten to overtake humanity, and a resurrected Rasputin, who tempts Hellboy to embrace his true purpose, as a harbinger of the destruction of the world. He is accompanied by the pyromancer Liz Sherman and the telepath Abe Sapien to stop the efforts of Rasputin and the demon he wishes to summon, and during an explosive final battle he regrows his horns and nearly becomes possessed by the demon Ogdru Jahad, but is convinced by agent Myers of who he is, and his ability to choose his own path.

He defeats Rasputin by stabbing the magician with one of his own horns, and after the conflict is over begins a romantic relationship with his partner Liz.

Battle vs. Slender Man (by El Alamein and Lasifer)[]

This warrior won a Fantasy Battle of the Year Award









Hellboy grunted as he hopped over the weak chain-link fence. The night was heavy and thick in its darkness. One kerosene lamp dangled from Hellboy's grip, and with a mighty toss, he chucked the lantern into the darkness. The kerosene exploded into a ball of fire, lighting up the dark woods. The shadows danced behind the magnificent fire. Hellboy gave a short cough and gave a few heavy steps forward, crunching in the dead leaves littering the ground. He was out on the hunt, his cautious eyes scanning the dark forest surrounding him. Sniffing quietly, Hellboy made his careful approach to a tiled building several meters past the trees. Outside the doorway to the building, he found a lined paper with a pencil drawing of a stick-figure with the word “RUN!” written on it in capital letters. Ripping the paper off of the wall and dropping it onto the grass, Hellboy placed his massive foot onto the note and pushed into the tiled room.

A match struck. In the feeble light, Hellboy made out a small chair leaning against the wall, but not much else. The room smelled awful. Turning, he found fecal matter smeared on the white tile. Wincing, Hellboy backed up and turned around. Suddenly, his vision clouded over with a gray static. Grunting in surprise, he peered through the static and made out a tall, white-faced figure standing motionless. “Hey ugly…” Hellboy mutters, coughing, “Eat shit.” He raises his Good Samaritan and fires a shot point-blank into his attacker. Hellboy’s vision clears. The Slender Man is gone. Only a faint green trail of phosphorescent light leads off into the woods at five-foot intervals.

“Crazy bastard…” Hellboy whispers to himself. He blows out his match and takes off out of the building into the forest, his vision rapidly adjusting to the dark. The night surrounds him in its stillness and darkness, and all Hellboy can hear are the sounds of his own heavy footsteps. Off in the distance, a child laughs – a high-pitched, unreal giggle. Hellboy looks to the right, craning his neck to see the kid. The child screams. Hellboy turns off of the path and heads into the thick forest, pushing through the low branches of the evergreen trees and stumbling through the dirt.

A thick drop of blood falls from Hellboy’s giant nostril. He sniffs and another drop splatters onto his arm. A stab of pain rips through his head and he doubles over in agony.? Wiping sweat from his forehead, he continues to follow the child's screams, until finally getting a good sight on the child, a young man, standing straight, screaming.

“The hell you doin' out here, kid? Isn't it past curfew?” Hellboy yells, trying to get his voice over the child's loud screaming. “Something bothering ya?!” Hellboy yelled again. The child soon stops his screaming, looks up, and stares at Hellboy oddly. Grunting, Hellboy clasps a huge hand to his forehead, his vision again covered in the mysterious gray static. “Ah! What the fu-!” screams Hellboy, making out the Slender figure once more, before being slammed by a black tentacle and knocked back twenty-feet by another.

Hellboy grunts as he gets off the grassy forest floor and readies his Right Hand of Doom. “Alright, asshole! Come out and fight!” yells Hellboy into the dark forest, with his vision slowly being covered in static once more. The Slender Man teleports directly behind Hellboy ready to prey on a new victim. “Hehe” Hellboy chuckles before he quickly turns and delivers a punch straight into the gut of the blank-faced figure, knocking him feet away back into the dark forest. “Ha! Take that asshole!”

Hellboy continues his hunt for the creature in the forest, again stumbling on a note pinned upon a large tree without leaves. Hellboy grunts and grabs the note, taking a quick gander at the drawing, reading “ALWAYS WATCHES. NO EYES”. Hellboy rips the paper in two and walks away. “The hell is up with these goddamn notes?” Hellboy mutters to himself as he walks along, bumping into a van next to a rusted truck, noticing yet another note. “Another one? You've got to be kidding me.” Hellboy mutters again, gazing at the note reading “NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO.” with the Slender Man drawn in the middle.

"Let's end this here and now..." muttered Hellboy. He tucks the Good Samaritan into his holster and pulls out Big Baby, cradling the enormous weapon with both hands. His nostrils flaring in anticipation, Hellboy licks his lips nervously, waiting. Blood fountains from his nose in a matter of seconds, his head erupting like a volcano in pain. Hellboy drops his weapon and retches on all fours into the grass. Looking up, past the sweat and blood pouring off of his head, he sees the Slender Man approaching ever nearer, never seeming to ever move physically, simply approaching. His ears fill with the crackling buzz of never-ending radio static.

Hellboy roars in rage and stands up through the pain, reaching down for Big Baby. Spitting dark liquid from his mouth and coughing, he levels the weapon point-blank and fires. A small explosion tears through the forest, and the Slender Man, in all of its might and power, feels a very basic feeling of shock and surprise moments before it's all but de-atomized, thrown to tiny bits all across the flaming wreckage of the burning forest. Hellboy instantly finds relief from his pain and sits down, panting in exhaustion.?

The Slender Man was not dead. In all of the damage wreaked on its body, it simply fled its physicaly being back to the otherworldy dimension from which it belonged... gone, and thoroughly defeated.

Expert's Opinion[]

Hellboy emerged victorious over the Slender Man thanks to his greater experience in fighting foes similar to the blank-faced horror. Slender Man's passive-aggressive fighting style was too subtle to fairly take on Hellboy's head-on aggressive rush, and this was ultimately his undoing.

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Battle vs. Mephisto (Diablo) (by Deathblade 100)[]

A ghostly mist drifts from above the pool of blood on the concrete floor of the decrepit warehouse as Mephisto, Lord of Hatred, turned his attention to the cowering cultist. "You had better be correct in your assumption, mortal" the Lord of Hatred hissed, his voice cutting through the cultist's body. "I...I am certain, oh great one" the hapless individual stammered, tripping over the body of one of the luckless victims. Mephisto thought for a moment, before a bolt of lightning cut through the cultist's body, charring it.

***

Hellboy began suiting up. The BPRD had received a report of high-level demonic activity in an abandoned warehouse. He shook his head. Demons he thought, Why was it always demons? Looking at the report one more time, he grabbed the Big Baby. With the type of power this potential threat showed, it couldn't hurt to be prepared. Draping himself in his signature trench coat, Hellboy got into his car and sped towards his destination. Hopefully this would be over quickly. Arriving at the outskirts of the old warehouse, Hellboy grabbed the Samaritan, checked the cylinder and headed into the premises, knocking over a rusted iron door in the process. "Ah shit." he said, as the noise echoed around the silent building.

***

In the depths of the building, Mephisto looked up from the smouldering channels of demonic fire feeding a blood-red portal glowing with a sickly light as a crash spread through the air. Turning to the gateway, Mephisto snarled an order to the figure on the other side. It seemed his invasion of this world would have to wait. Flooding the room with smoke from the ritual, the Lord of Hatred waited for his unwelcome guest.

***

Hellboy crept into the next room, following a cloud of ominous smoke that had flared up unexpectedly. As he continued, he felt a surge of rage claw its way through his heart. Forcing the feeling back, he continued forward. Whatever this thing was, it was not going to be an easy fight. Entering the adjacent room, he saw a vaguely humanoid shape levitating in a wispy cloud. Horns twisted their way from the creature's temples as the entity spoke with a high-pitched whisper that tore through Hellboy like a knife. "Welcome my malignant adversary, to Hell." it said, as bolts of lightning crackled across its skeletal fingers.

***

Mephisto felt a surge of satisfaction as the most unwelcome guest arrived. Foolish the Prime Evil thought, as his "guest" drew its weapon and aimed it at the Lord of Hatred."Sorry. Not interested in your sales pitch." the other demon remarked, aiming the weapon at Mephisto, and firing with an ear-splitting crack, the round missing the Demon Lord. Recocking the revolver, Hellboy rolled out of the way as a blast of lightning narrowly missed him.

***

"Oh, that's just cheating." Hellboy exclaimed, as Mephisto cast arcs of lightning at his opponent. Avoiding the Demon's attacks, Hellboy aimed and fired at the floating entity; foul blood spraying onto the surface as the Prime Evil yelled in pain. "Rise and protect your master!" Mephisto yelled, as the ground bubbled and six creatures rose from the demonic blood on the ground, solidifying into golems. "You have got to be kidding me!" Hellboy remarked, before one of the creations charged into range and began to pummel him. Almost as soon as he said that, Mephisto sent a bolt of lightning at him, sending him through the wall.

***

Hellboy stirred just as Mephisto's minions charged him again. Hellboy fired the Samaritan twice, destroying two of the demonic golems, before clicking empty. Oh for fu... he thought, before the remaining demons started to pummel him. Drawing back the Right Hand of Doom, he smashed two of the remaining four creations. Pistol-whipping another, Hellboy reloaded his revolver and dispatched the last one with a headshot as it closed in range. Running back to his vehicle, he grabbed the Big Baby and loaded it.

***

Mephisto cackled as Hellboy charged back through the hole in the wall. Waving his hand, Mephisto sent demonic spirits towards the bodies of dead cultists, which began to twitch and move awaken. "Oh no you don't, ugly." Hellboy yelled, firing into the reanimating corpses with the Samaritan. "Why do you continue to fight your true purpose?" Mephisto inquired, the air around the Greater Evil's body plummeting as Hellboy charged in.

***

Hellboy stopped his charge as a ring of ice was projected outwards from Mephisto's form, rippling over the saviour of humanity's body. Hellboy sluggishly tried to pull away from a wave of green gas emitted from his adversary's lower torso. The gas rippling over Hellboy forcing him to his knees coughing. Ugh he thought, as he dragged his way to the Big Baby. "The fuck did you eat?" he remarked, as he aimed the massive shotgun at the Greater Evil. Mephisto drifted out of the way as two mini rockets were fired at him, exploding behind the Greater Evil.

***

Hellboy fired the Big Baby at Mephisto another two times, four rockets coursing towards the Lord of Hatred. One of the explosives sending the demon staggering back, barely alive. From the large pool of blood, more demons erupted from the earth overwhelming Hellboy by their sheer numbers. Wounded, Mephisto approached the collapsing demon. "Do not worry. The Burning Hells have other plans for you, Anung un Rama. But this world is mine." the Lord of Hatred snarled, before sending Hellboy back through the wall with a blast of lightning.

***

Hellboy stirred as a blood-red portal ripped open, disgorging tens of thousands of demons from a hellscape. Dul'Mephistos rose into the air and laughed as his legion spilled forth. The Age of Hatred had begun.

Expert's Opinion[]

While Hellboy was infinitely more durable and stronger, Mephisto had a more diverse array of abilities from minion creation to the ability to manipulate hatred itself. The fact Mephisto's mere voice caused pain really compounded Hellboy's ability to oppose the Lord of Hatred.

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Battle vs. Inuyasha (by MrPacheco101)[]

No battle written.

Winner: Hellboy

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Reason[]

Inuyasha is vastly superior to Hellboy in terms of physical power and healing factors. Additionally, Hellboy's arsenal is designed to combat Abrahamic demons, meaning it wouldn't be nearly as effective against a yōkai like Inuyasha.

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