There are no saints in this world. Just unrecognized villains.
Pinhead looked out at his loyal subjects with renewed power. Raw and vibrant like electricity in his veins.
"Rise my breatheren." Pinhead commanded.
Each cenobite rose, some staggering some more graceful, and they waited with bated breath for thier next command. A new reign had begun and they knew it would be glorious.
It was the Female Cenobite that first spoke with her breathy tone, "What would you have us do my Lord?"
Pinhead looked at them for a moment. "We will continue with our trades. But I need a word with our puzzle guardian."
The Guardian immediately flew forward, eager to show his new master what he could do. He reached his new king and gave a small polite bow. His breathing a little labored as he tried to control his excitement.
"I want you to spread our domain far and wide. Do not hold back. Find the sinners and let them flood our gates. We have run dry for some time. It is time for new victims to open our box and wait for our pleasures."
"Yesssssss Masssssttterrrrr." Its hissing drawl of a voice rang out before it took off.
Pinhead addressed his servants. "We will have a bountiful gathering! Let our tools bathe in fresh blood!"
He was met with eager cries and excited murmurs. Fresh victims had run dry and they were bored of thier old toys. It was time for new ones. And with that each cenobite ran off to thier duties. Some to sharpen weapons, some to prepare a strange feast for the new king. A ceremony of rejoice would take place.
Pinhead fingered his tool belt and ran his thumd softly on a curved blade. It sliced it a little and he remembered how his beautiful wife had sharpened his tools. They were perfect and he wished he'd had her here. Had seen her face at his triumph.
'It is better that she remains where she is. She will forever be safe.' He thought to himself before he made his way to the dark rooms that once held his beautiful angel.
"Good night my sweet Persephone." He whispered into the darkness.
Kirsty walked alongside the angel that escorted her to the Heavens above. The light finally cleared and she could see what looked like a tall shimmering castle. When she was finally close enough she could see That it was made of crystals and gold. Each stone glistening rainbow colors as an unknown light shown through them. It was curious though as she could not see through it.
A wide golden path led to it, trees of various nature was place along side. Flowers of every color could be found here. A magnificent sight to behold and she felt that she was home. A sense of calm and comfort wrapped around her like a warm blanket. She continued up the path and watched as the golden gates before her began to open.
A dazzling light blinded her for mere moments before the sight of a crystalized city greeted her. Angels of various wing colors carried out their business. Some were talking excitedly over a book or something of that sort. Some gardened, some were baking in some sort of bakery, some were just holding hands. It was like a storybook come to life. Peaceful and serene, yet seemingly surreal. Kirsty wandered in out of awe. Some angels saw her and waved cheerfully. Smiling like they had known her forever.
Kirsty unconciously put a hand on her belly. What would these angelic beings say if they knew the bride of hell was disrupting their paradise. Would they shun her? Cast her out of Heaven and watch her plummet to the Earth?
A shiver of fear ran down her spine as she felt unsecure about her surroundings. Who knew that Heaven could make her feel...exposed?
The Angel next to her finally spoke, "Follow me."
She follwed him deep into the city and closer to what appeared to be an open garden as lovely as the city. Every kind of flower thrived here and even some that could not be identified. Trees stood tall and glorious, waving their majestic limbs to a cool breeze. A small stream ran through crisp and blue with all manners of critters that came for a drink. It was a harmonious feeling.
But at the center a power pulsed beautiful and terrible. And the Angel seemed to follow the energy. A few moments and they were greeted by a sun. Or at least that's what she thought it was. But this light was so pure white with a tinge of blue that it couldn't be the yellow sun she was accustomed to.
"Come child. Do not be afraid for nothing shall harm you here."
The voice was so commanding and yet so soft that she felt relaxed. The light spoke to her. And it was in this moment that she finally understood.
This was God.
Kirsty felt tears fall from her eyes all of a sudden and wondered why.
"Do not cry my child. You have done nothing wrong."
Guilt flooded her. "But I have. I slept with him and now have his child." She spoke softly, afraid for her child's sake.
"No. You have done what you were destined to do. To being harmony between the two realms. The world shall be purged of sin and welcome a new era of peace and new life. And a child will be born of the union to bring about the everlasting promised land."
It seemed like a long shot but somehow Kirsty knew it was the truth. Like her very own soul had finally accepted the truth.
"But I'm married to him...At least I think I am...Am I?"
A moment of silence before, "Yes you are. The light must wed to the dark in order to restore balance to the world. In days long past it was often escential that the light made sacrifice to the dark in order to maintain balance. But when the ruler Leviathan came, he changed the world to fit his own designs. Creating chaos and destruction in his wake. It was you that would be born of a tragic life that would restore order."
Kirsty looked up questioningly. "Me?"
"Yes. Your life was a tragic and unlucky one, but it was necissary to show you hardship. And you learned to live and love. Even in the most dire of situations, you tried to keep yourself believeing in the good of humanity."
Kirsty knew it was the truth. There were no questions anymore about her life. She knew her destiny and why now...but...
"Does he love me?" She whispered to herself more than anything.
A laugh that was deep and good natured rumbled deep from the light. "Even though he may say he does not possess a heart, I disagree. I believe your husband loves you more than what he wants you to know. After all, he went through all the trouble to over throw Leviathan for you."
Kirsty's head snapped up at him. "He fought that...thing?"
"Yes and he has succeeded. He is the new ruler now. He has agreed to purge the sinners from the world in exchange for you and the child to remain safe. Now, I can tell you are tired. We will discuss things tomarrow my child. Go and rest if you must, Gabriel shall show you the way."
And just like that a new Angel appeared and smiled. Gabriel took her hand a led her out of the garden. "Come with me. And fear nothing, you are safe and sound here."
His tone was melodious and soft. And Kirsty smiled at him. He took her to a little cottage just on the outskirts of the city and gave her a small gold key.
"This is your new home. If you wish to return here from the city or the gardens, all you need to do in hold the key in your hand and say home."
And just like that he was off. Kirsty shrugged feeling rather tired and hungry. She put the key in the lock and opened the door. It was cozy inside, a small living room and kitchen greeted her sight. A table and chairs made the kitchen and the living room was filled with a plush looking sofa and a coffee table. A bookcase sat by the wall and various pictures of nice scenery filled the walls. A back door led to a small garden and a set of stairs led to the bedroom she supposed.
'Very different from Hell.' She thought with a small smile. Her stomach growled and she frowned. There was nothing that suggested food was kept here. Did she have to go to the city?
As if sensing her thoughts, the table suddenly filled itself with all of her favorite foods. Without needing an invitaion she let herself tuck into the delicious food set before her. After she had eaten, she watched as the food and dishes cleared away.
"Now that's what I call service!" She laughed at her little joke before yawning. Time to check out her room.
Making her way upstairs, she opened the door and found a luxorious bed awaited her. The fluffiest pillows and blankets she had ever seen was piled there in thier satiny white color.
She yawned a final time and looked around to find a simple night gown had been left out for her. Quickly slipping it on she patted her belly and told her child that they would be okay.
Kirsty settled down on the bed and sighed a contented smile. Yep the bed was Heaven itsself. She rolled onto her side and frowned for a moment. She tossed and turned for a few moments wondering why she wasn't falling asleep. She was so tired and yet wide awake.
And then it hit her. Kirsty had become so accustomed to Pinhead in bed with her that she now missed his cold flesh next to her. A growl that he would often escape him in his sleep if she moved away from him in the slightest. All of that was gone and she was alone.
A few tears escaped her as she was struck with this revelation. She was safe but at the cost of her heart. Kirsty cried at this and felt grief suddenly wash over her. Her pain was deep as a knife and yet there was nothing there that pierced her. Nothing that she could remove to make it hurt less.
"Good night my sweet Persephone."
Kirsty stopped her crying. She heard him! She heard him say good night! Maybe it could work both ways?
Trying with all her heart she called out, "Good night my dear Hades."
When nothing responded she curled on herself and finally fell asleep.
Pinhead awoke from his light slumber and smiled at the words that woke him up all the way in Hell.
"Good night my dear Hades."