UKRAINE
Hellboy walks towards their meeting point. With the overcast sky and the sun almost down, Spike gets to come out of the trucks. He walks next to Hellboy.
SPIKE-
"Okay, so where's our contact?"
HELLBOY-
"In there, 'Blood Bank.'"
SPIKE-
"Look, you called us, so how about a little friendship...."
HELLBOY-
"I didn't call you, vampire. Dawn did. That's the only reason I didn't turn into ash by now."
SPIKE-
"Really, well, why don't we settle up then."
HELLBOY-
"As soon as this missions over, runt...."
SPIKE (vamps out)-
"Why wait?" Buffy and Liz break them up.
BUFFY-
"You two want to stop hosing the snow....we've got work to do. Red, where's the contact?"
HELLBOY-
"In the graveyard, excuse me...." Hellboy walks into the graveyard, and pulls out an object similar to a compass. Willow follows him. He stops at a grave. "Damn, forgot the shovel."
WILLOW-
"No prob..." She uses a spell and the dirt flies off the casket.
HELLBOY-
"Wiccan?"
WILLOW-
"Yep."
HELLBOY-
"Handy. So, what's up with Blondie anyway."
WILLOW-
"Don't worry about Spike."
HELLBOY-
"Who says I'm worried. That little walking pile of dust can't take me."
WILLOW-
"Hey....trying to avoid that." Hellboy opens the casket to find a half decayed body. He swings a talisment over the body and chants. Suddenly, the body coughs and looks up at Hellboy.
BODY (In Russian)-
"What the hell do you want? I know what happened to Gregore."
WILLOW-
"Gregore?"
HELLBOY-
"Long story." Hellboy picks the living corpse up and carries it back to the van.
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