In an attic covered wall to wall with artifacts from every culture and religion, known and forgotten, a man and a woman, who is holding a baby, stand before a woman with blue corpse-like skin and her veins noticeable.

"Please. Please, I freed you from Tartarus. You owe me, Necromancer. I just buried my husband, do not make me bury my baby girl," The woman begged.

"Are you prepared to sacrifice in return for your daughter's life?" The necromancer asked.

"Yes, yes! Anything!," She cried, "I know how this works!"

"A resurrection has a cost, a cosmic debt that must be repaid. The spirits will enlighten me as to the nature of the debt once the resurrection is complete."

"I understand. I'm willing to accept any cost, as long as that means my daughter gets to live."

The necromancer took the infant's dead body from the mother and placed her on a table. The necromancer made a small athame appear before making a cut on the baby's hand and poured black substance into the wound before speaking the incantation in Russian.

"Ангелы смерти, Лорды подземного мира, Услышьте мою просьбу. Верните этого ребёнка обратно к жизни!"

Color returns to the baby before she opens her eyes and begins to fuss. The necromancer stands aside as the mother rushed to her now alive baby and picks her up to hold her in her arms.

"Maze! Mazie! Oh, baby girl!" The mother said with great joy before asking the necromancer, "The sacrifice what is it?"

"The most ancient form of sacrifice," The necromancer answered cryptically, "A life for a life. Your life for your daughter's. You will give your life if you want your daughter to live, the spirits have decreed it."

"No!" The man shouted in protest.

"Broom, I must do this," The mother said, "I couldn't save my husband, your brother, but I can save my daughter. I want her to live and grow even though I won't be there with her I would rather see the milestones from the afterlife then not see them at all. I just have one thing to ask you."

"Name it, Helen," He told her.

"Look after my little girl and raise her as your own as you did with your son but do not let her forget me and her father."

"I promise."

"Thank you, Broom," She placed her infant daughter in his arms before kissing her daughter's forehead, "I will always be with you, my sweet Mazie," She then turned to the necromancer, "I'm ready."

"Are you sure?" The necromancer questioned, "Because once you seal the deal there is no going back."

"A mother would sacrifice everything for her children and I'm prepared to do that," She answered.

The necromancer smirked, "Good," and held out her hand, "Take my hand and your soul will be taken to its judgment."

Helen took one final glance at her daughter before taking the necromancer's hand and the necromancer spoke the incantation, "Ангелы смерти, Владыки подземного мира, у меня есть душа для тебя."

Helen's skin soon became a corpse-like blue and fell to the ground, soon a bright white orb appeared over her body for a brief moment before disappearing. The necromancer looked down at the body before looking up at Broom and the baby.

"I hope that you will keep true to your word and look after her because that little baby is part of something that was preordained, something that could decide the fate of the world," The necromancer told him.

"I know, Helen told me she had a vision of her daughter standing beside my son fighting evil."

"Fighting evil or leading evil? Well, we'll see in a few decades which side she'll go, until then," And with that word the necromancer turned into smoke and disappeared leaving Broom alone with the baby girl in his arm and her mother's body lying on the floor.

"I promise you, Helen, that your daughter will be something that evil will fear," He said.

Broom contacted the B.P.R.D to inform them that Helen had died and they sent a few agents over to collect her body and prepare a funeral. Later, he walks through the halls of the sub-levels of B.P.R.D to the library with Maze in his arms. He waits in a chair after he had sent an agent to get his son for him. A few minutes passed before the grand doors open and reveal his son, Hellboy.

"Hey dad," Hellboy greets, "A rookie said that there was something you wanted to tell me."

"Yes," He stands up, "Hellboy, I would like you to meet Mazikeen Vera-Broom. She is the daughter of two of my dearest friends. My brother, her father who died before she was born and her mother had died tonight. I promised her mother that I would raise her as my daughter and I will fulfill that promise. Would you like to hold her?"

"Y-Yeah," Hellboy answered hesitantly before she was placed in his arms, "Hey sis, I bet your gonna kick some evil butt when you get older. Your gonna scare them so much that before they go to sleep their gonna check underneath their beds and closets to see if your there."

Mazikeen chuckled at her new brother and he smiled at her little laugh. Broom looked at his two children and smiled, and knowing that whatever the future should have in store for them they would be there for each other like all siblings.