Author's Note: The chapter before this and this one are the best so far, they are my favorites. Thanks Judy for the review, I try to make the descriptions as good as I can.


"He was born originally Elliot Spencer," Katherine said. "who fought in the first world war."

"He lost his mind after the war at Flanders," Charles added. "he also lost his faith."

"Born in eighteen eighty eight," Katherine said briskly. "he joined the British Expeditory force."

"Eventually he rose to the rank of captain." Charles said.

A nightmare, that was all it was, a nightmare. Angela had seen Katherine and Charles standing at her side cleanly, talking about Pinhead for about fifteen minutes. David had been in the dream to, his dark brown hair neatly combed back and his teeth sparkly white, he had said that Pinhead had done opium, alcohol and had used sex as a way out of his mental breakdown state. Never enough to satisfy him, he went to satanism, the occult and black magic. He had been spiraling out of control into a lost soul, until he found the box that she had bought from the Asian man.

He had bought the box in an Indian market in 1921, after further spiraling into sadomasochism and further madness. It had been painful, chains had come out of the box and had grabbed him, pulling him into a small chamber. He had been split open by razor blades and stuck with pins all over his head, the last pin was nailed in by a huge hammer. Finally afterwards he opened his eyes as a new person, the lead cenobite and the boss on the Lament Labyrinth.

Although she didn't want to admit it, the dream had changed her whole outlook of Pinhead. At first she thought of him as a cruel guy, now she was thinking that he wasn't all that bad. Pushing herself up from the bed, she walked out into and hall. A clock went off and she jumped, turning around she looked for the clock that had sounded. She saw nothing resembling a clock, so she continued on. Turning a corner she walked straight into Pinhead, who wrapped her up in his big strong arms and hugged her. Stretching herself as far as she could, she planted a small kiss on his chin.

"Give me some sugar." Angela cooed.

Allowing her to pull his head closer to her, Pinhead allowed for her to kiss him. He grabbed her waist and hoisted her up, cradling her. Angela removed one of his hands and placed it between her legs, when she at first moaned then cried in pain. Pinhead quickly removed his hand and then lowered her to the floor, he looked her from top to bottom, checking her out but not touching her. He nodded his head then started walking away.

"Wait, where are you going?" Angela asked, she ran to catch up to him.

"Angel, dear, you are still in pain," Pinhead said.

"So, that doesn't mean..." Angela started to say but was cut off.

"I don't want to hurt you dear." Pinhead said, he walked away with his head up high.

Angela stood in his dust, with her mouth held slightly open and her eyes moistening. She had expected for him to be nice, not to insult her by putting her pains infront of her passion. She was now back to square one, she was now back to thinking he was a cold monster. With glaring eyes, she walked back to the room that she called hers and flopped back on the bed, she placed her hands behind her head and thought, hard.

Angelique was caught a few days later with Pinhead, and it made Angela have mixed feelings of jealousy and awe. Female and Terri watched carefully, Chatterer and Butterball walked slowly towards the pair that were fighting, Pinhead was putting up a small fight. Not being able to take it anymore, Angela walked over and tapped on Angelique's shoulder, she turned around hastily. Angela was almost hit in the face hadn't she of moved slightly to the left by one Angelique's knives.

"Not to be rude or anything..." Angela started but was cut off.

"Oh is the little dear thing jealous?" Angelique cooed jokingly.

"I'm not the only one here that thinks the same thing." Angela hissed. "Get off."

"Make me," Angelique snapped. "that is if you can."

Angelique laughed and turned around, she planted a large kiss on Pinhead's lips and slid her tongue in. Female and Terri walked up behind Angela, Female placed her hands on Angela's shoulders and gave her a slight shove, telling her to take care of the situation before it got any worse. Angela took the hint and walked forward, with her open palm she slapped Angelique in the back of the head. Pinhead finally pushed Angelique from him and she landed right on top of Angela who cushioned most of the fall.

"What is your problem?" Angela demanded.

"Nothing, your problem is you don't know how to keep jealousy at bay." Angelique accused.

"So I'm supposed to stand there and let you get it on with my man." Angela yelled. "I don't think so."

"Pinhead doesn't just belong to you," Angelique stated. "he's got five other mates as well."

Angela was silenced by that, sure she knew about the other mates but she hadn't known how many there were. Now she did, there were five including herself which would make six. Pinhead would have to have lots of love to give for each of them, and each of them would have to give him equal shares of love. No jealousy was to be shown, but wasn't another cenobite coming onto Pinhead be the exception? Was that the exception to the rule? She didn't know the answer to this question, yet.

"Angelique, she doesn't have a clue as to what you are specifying." Female sighed.

"Well it's about time that she finds out the rules." Angelique snapped.

"She is right," Terri hissed. "you have no right to be on Pinhead."

"Pinhead's heart belongs to her and the others." Female said. "Not to you."

"I think that is about to change." Angelique said briskly. Without another word she grabbed Pinhead's penis and squeezed. His eyes bulged out of his sockets and he grabbed for her hand, she slapped him away and continued. Angela, not able to control herself much longer, pushed Angelique out of the way and sat herself in Pinhead's lap. Female flashed her a thumbs up sign.

Pinhead moved slightly and she was bounced up and down on his lap, he was reaching for his penis which was obviously hurting him. Angela placed her hand on him and gently rubbed him, he looked her up and down then kissed her cheek. Angelique returned, but this time she was denied, Angela was sitting on Pinhead and declining her advances clearly. Angelique punched her left hand into her right then walked away.

"Well hello there," Pinhead said sweetly. "what am I to deserve this act of sweetness?"

"Couldn't let her in on my territory." Angela said.

"My dear sweet child," Female sighed. "for a first time pairing you did pretty good."

"She did didn't she." Pinhead said flatly.

Chatterer Beast, Angela had discovered his name after eavesdropping on Pinhead who had been talking to his canine companion in the room with a huge blue sphere that showed images of the above world, the world that she had been born and raised on, walked into the scene like nothing at all was happening. He flopped down at Pinhead's feet and fell asleep, Angel reached down and ruffled his ears and scratched his rump. The animal raised his head when he smelled the raw chunks of meat that was hanging loosely from the bone that Pinhead was holding. Pinhead threw the bone and the animal caught it in midair, he bit it in half and then swallowed, he returned asking for more.

"I have no more bones." Pinhead said to no one in particular.

"But I do." Angela said.

Pinhead looked at her sharply as she removed a chicken leg and a pork chop bone from her gown, Chatterer Beast sat up and drooled on the floor, tossing the pork chop bone as hard as she could, she watched it soar into the air and into the animals open jaws. One bite, that was all, and the bone was no more. She threw the next bone sideways and he caught it. He had to chew this one as it was to big to eat in one bite. Pinhead patted her shoulder then moved, he wanted to stretch his legs.

"I'll be absent for a week," Pinhead said. "make sure she stays out of trouble."