You are an agent of the BPRD; a newly hired one. Yet, despite your status, you were given a bizarre yet intimidating first job; speaking to the Hound of Resurrection, Sammael. Sammael had been a pain for the BPRD in the past, though thankfully the actions of Hellboy, Liz Sherman, and John Myers led to the end of the beast...or so they thought.

A barely surviving egg had been discovered, and transferred to a secure cell surrounded by thick, nigh impenetrable glass and other security measures. At first, the egg was believed to have been dead, due to the fact a Sammael had not already been born from it. But upon noticing the embryo moving, it was decided that this Sammael would be used to test a new invention for the BPRD; a multi-frequency translator. A device that would detect the growls of demons like Sammael and translate them into a desired language. Your job, meanwhile, was to interview the beast.

So now, you stood in front of the cell. A speaker system had been set up with the device in the cell for the interview. Your eyes were locked on the lone egg in the cold, wet cell. The egg finally cracked, and the embryo fell out.

Within seconds, it grew and grew, becoming the familiar beast of Sammael. Sammael looked around his new cell, his tentacle hair writhing on his head. Spotting you, he snarled and pounced headfirst into the glass. You flinched as the Hound viciously ricocheted off of the glass back onto the floor. Instead of standing up like a normal creature, Sammael snapped his back to face the "wrong" way, and then snapped his limbs back in proper place to stand up. He glared at you with his three eyes.

Sammael made more attempts to escape. He tried shooting his long tongue out, only for it to bounce off of the glass. He then struck at it with his bone-scythe, yielding no results. Sammael snarled, knuckle walking across the cell.

"What is the meaning of this?" His voice was raspy, and came over the speakers. Sammael looked around in surprised, before glaring at you.