"Neonomicon"

by Alan Moore and Jacen Burrows
originally published Avatar Press, 2010-2011

(snagged from wiki)
FBI Agents Lamper and Brears visit former Agent Aldo Sax at a psychiatric hospital, where he has been detained since committing two murders. They are investigating a copycat killer, and want to question Sax about his motives. Sax speaks unintelligible gibberish. After studying Sax's previous investigation, Lamper and Brears decide to track down drug dealer Johnny Carcosa in Red Hook, Brooklyn. Carcosa escapes into a mural in the courtyard of his apartment building. The agents track Carcosa's disturbing sex paraphernalia to a specialty shop in Salem, Massachusetts.

Going undercover as husband and wife, they attend an orgy hosted by the owners of the shop, members of the Esoteric Order of Dagon, who regularly indulge in sex rituals to attract the sexual attention of a race of fishmen. Lamper and Brears are exposed as agents and Lamper is killed by the cultists. The cultists rape Brears before locking her in a room with a fishman, who rapes her continuously for several days. Brears has a vision of Johnny Carcosa, who reveals himself as an avatar of Nyarlathotep, one of the Great Old Ones.

The creature tastes a drop of Brears' urine and determines that she is pregnant. It helps her escape through underwater tunnels into the ocean. Brears returns to the city and contacts the FBI, instructing them to raid the Salem specialty shop. They find that the cultists have been killed by the fishman, who is gunned down by the agents in the raid.

Three months later, Brears visits Sax and is surprised that she can understand his gibberish as Aklo, the language of the fishmen. She tells him that she is pregnant with the child of the fishman. She realizes that the events in Lovecraft's fiction are actually premonitions of a future apocalypse that will be heralded by the birth of her child, Cthulhu.

Despite some nice illustrations, and the fact that I'm a big fan of a lot of Moore's stuff, I dislike Neonomicon.  A lot.  The Lovecraftian rock band was a cliche decades ago and Moore hasn't breathed any new life into it.  The King in Yellow's lisp is annoying as hell, and an entire issue of FBI agent Brears being raped I found simply tasteless.  I know some will argue it's "edgy", but to me it was just repulsive.   Not a fan.