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The door opens to a muddy, tree lined bank. The lake waves make plopping sounds as they lap against the shore and the air is filled with the sounds of insects and lake birds.

It's secluded enough, the tree line dark and save for the floating bits of wreckage not far off shore the waters are empty. Dusk is nearing and it is cool but not cold yet.

When Hellboy steps through the door he sinks to the tops of his boots in the soft mud. Looking down he grumbles and lifts a leg to pull it free.

"Welcome to Monster Island, home of snakes, beavers and our friend the Ogogpogo."

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Red pulls himself free and looks around, getting his bearings before pointing to the other side of the island, "If we get over there there's a cave he's supposed to live in. Legends around here say he gets pretty peeved if you get too close and don't leave nothin for him. That'd be the spot I'd say."

Lissar nods and starts walking over there. If she feels like shaking her feet to rid them of mud it doesn't show. "So dive from over the cliff and swim until he shows to be beaten."

"You can dive that far?" Ironhide says. "Don't think I've ever seen you do that before."

"Sounds like a good plan to me." Hellboy nods. If Abe were here he'd probably facepalm at this particular plan. It's a very Hellboy sort of plan.

"If you can do it let's do it. I'd sure like to see that." He encourages her.

"You have never seen me swim." Lissar points out, moving up to the top of the cliff and taking a deep breath. She dives on the inhale of the next breath, arcing out away from the ground as far as she can.

Ironhide lets out an appreciative whistling noise at that.

Hey, just because he doesn't do projectile weapons doesn't mean he can't approve of a good clean arc.

He follows the arc of the dive with his eyes, nodding when she hits the water. "Nice. C'mon, let's get a better spot to snag the thing. Reports said it's forty feet, I'd say more like thirty but it was movin pretty quick and all so who knows. Either way it outta be fun."

Lissar is doing her best to look, well, appetizing. She's an efficient swimmer, the strokes minimum movement for maximum motion.

"Fine by me," says Ironhide. He's scanning the water for any signs of temperature variation- "Hey, question. This thing warmblooded? Is it gonna show up on a heat scan, or is it like fish?"

"Well, local legends say it's a guy who was cursed and turned into a demon. Scientists say it's either a dinosaur or a prehistoric whale. Having been up close and personal with it I'd say none of those. Didn't feel demon and the stuff I've seen on the other two didn't match this one." He says, watching the water and Lissar swim.

"It's not warm blooded, we had to track it with sonar. Got a neck like a serpent, head like a horse with a whole lot of teeth and a scruffy beard, kind of like a chinese dragon if you've ever seen them. And a long...whipping tail..." He trails off as something in the water flicks and pulls underneath the surface.

"Gotta watch the tail." He smirks and moves the rope he's been carrying off his shoulder. "Heads up."

The waters are calm as Lissar swims through them, just little waves rolling along the surface.

The entrance to the cave she's swimming past is mostly underwater, dark with deep waters infront of it and running back into the hidden caverns.

In those dark waters something watches the white suited figure paddling around. Resting with most of its bulk below the surface, only the lazy end of its tail amongst the reeds, it tracks her movements.

When it's clear she's not moving on the creature dives deeper, pulling its tail underwater and coming about in a wide arc around the swimming woman, maw opening as it starts to rush towards the surface and her.

Lissar has finely tuned prey instincts. When she finally sees the open mouth coming at her she swims as fast and far as possible. She's certain that even if the thing doesn't show up on Ironhide's scanners, he'd notice that she's suddenly swimming faster and harder.

"Incoming," says Ironhide, who's suddenly all business. The plasma cannon is offline, but the laser cannon's up and narrowing its aperture and focus. He's no sniper, but he can get really slagging accurate if he has enough motivation to do so.

When it sees her changing course it changes tactics. Instead of coming up underneath her and snapping her up like a shark would a swimming seal it closes its mouth and pushes its speed breaking the surface with a huge crash of water and a tremendous roar.

Arcing like a dolphin it cuts back towards the lake to seize its prey from above.

"Better get it." Hellboy says, standing by watching the creature below dive onto Lissar.

"Better get it or hope that thing swallows meals whole."

Lissar moves as fast and hard as she can to get out of the way. She doesn't have to be that much faster than the monster, she just needs to be a little bit faster.

She doesn't scream. She wishes she hand the extra breath.

"Don't be stupid," says Ironhide with five percent of his processor cycles. "I always get it."

We say five because the other ninety-five have been devoted to things like target acquired and locked and commence laser cannon fire along the beast's length. It might have reflexes kick in after the first shot, but Ironhide's been upgraded over the millennia into one hell of a war machine. He's got reflexes of his own.

The first shot knocks it off course from gulping down Lissar, the next makes it twist in the water and let out a noise akin to a yelp, the third and its roaring in pain and anger and struggling to get back underwater.

It turns and heads for open water, cutting below the surface of the lake and trying to get away from the shots coming from land.

"Nice shooting. Hold this, I'll be right back." Red compliments then hands off one end of the rope he's been carrying.

Taking the rest with him he jumps off into the water, not making the clean dive Lissar had made but getting down nonetheless.

In the water he approaches the thrashing creature, making it to it just as it starts taking off trying to make its escape.

Catching the end of the tail as it goes past he wraps the loop from the end of the rope he's made onto it and holds onto the tail himself with his stone hand, careful to avoid the rope when it goes taut and hoping the autobot above has a good grip.

Lissar angles her way toward the shore where Ironhide stands. She's fairly certain that the lake monster is not going to move toward the painful things.

She's also certain that her beloved won't shoot her.

Ironhide doesn't have to put down the gun to get a good grip. It is, after all, part of his arm. He just wraps that rope around his hand instead and waits for it to go taut- which, of course, it does. With a vengeance.

He's good with that, though. Got his feet nice and anchored. There isn't an organic made that can thrash its way clear once he sets his mind to it.

The sudden jerk that puts an immediate holt to the creature's dive and even tugs it back in the water several feet is surprising and unexpected.

In anger and a panic the lake monster thrashes widly on the end of the line, caught by its tail and with no where to go.

Whipping round to investigate the snag it runs nose first into a stone fist. Again surprised it shakes off the hit only to recieve another to the chin.

That. Is. Enough.

Angered beyond anything it has ever felt before the creature tosses its head and knocks aside the red harrasing figure in the water, narrows its eyes on the rope around its tail and starts to chase it back to its source.

Like a torpedo it rips through the water back towards shore, gaining speed as it goes.

It stopped. Great. Now all Red has to do is clobber it, the big guy can drag it to shore and this one will be a win.

He starts swimming towards the head to do just that when the creature whips around towards him instead. Taking the chance Hellboy hauls back and wallops the thing on the nose with his stone fist.

Shocked by the blow the creature's reaction time is slow enough that Red gets an uppercut in under its chin.

Just as he's starting to wonder how many hits this will take and how long he has before he starts having to worry about air the lake monster rallies.

With a toss of its head it knocks Hellboy aside and with a powerful dart it changes direction in the water and starts heading towards shore.

Seeing this Hellboy surfaces and watches it go.

"Aw, crap."

It is perfectly reasonable for Lissar to give one, single and solitary shriek as the lake monster comes sailing after her. Then she shuts up and swims for her life. She's got a lot to live for, and the majority of it is standing on the shore holding the rope. Ironhide is something worth holding onto and she keeps her eyes locked on him as she swims.

"Slaggit!" Ironhide growls, and fires on the monster- rapidly- back along its length. Ideally he'll disrupt its forward speed, and by 'disrupt' we mean 'incinerate several muscles responsible for'. It's getting its rope jerked after that. One way or another, this thing isn't gonna be moving anywhere unless he makes it move.