It had been a month since she died or so she had been told. Iris cried out as the demon that now owned her soul coin. Because apparently in hell souls were treated like money. Well this demon that she still didn't know the name of lashed at her with a claw of razor sharp nails while she was forced to watch images of Barry with the ice witch. She screamed out in pain. The demon just laughed. This mortal had been foolish enough to think she could plot and try and kill one of the heroes of Earth and not pay the price. The price being her mortal soul trapped in hell until the end of time. The demon stopped his torcher when there was a knock on the door. He stepped out of the room only to return a few minutes later.
"You are someone else's problem now." Grunted the demon before walking out.
In walked an old woman dressed in a fairy godmother outfit much like the ones in fairy tales Iris had watched as a child.
"Who the hell are you?" asked Iris
"Is that anyway to speak to the person that just saved you from that brut? But anyway dearie my lover Neuron has a use for you. So now come with me and if you prove yourself he may help you with your problem that got you sent here."
"I want that ice witch dead."
"Well seeing as from what I hear that bitty is aliened with the so called heroes of the mortal world it might be arranged. Now dearie we must not keep your new master waiting."
Iris followed Tabitha out of the room.
"What do I call you?"
"Call me Tabitha dearie."