By Kevin Larry Ivy
I don't own the Powerpuff girls or any related characters. I do own Leviathan, Sezu, Kisu, Delu, Glyja, Beelzebub, and the six dark puffs.
A/N: Well everyone, I'm sure this is the moment you've all been waiting for. I know I have been ;-) Hope you enjoy the chapter.
Darkness…floating in darkness…she can't see anything around her. All she remembers is pain. She can vaguely recall fighting with her sister…she can't quite remember what it was about. Then she remembers three people…they beat the crap out of her and left her alone in this darkness. So here she is, unable to see anything, smell anything, feel anything, even hear anything. Wait…that's not true, she can hear something.
"Is she EVER going to wake up?"
"What's up with the chair we've got her in?"
"It was the only one available, which sucks massively. It'll make it harder to work with her."
"What exactly are we going to do?"
"Duh, beat the shit out of her until she tells us where Malebolgia's hiding,"
"Oh yeah! That sounds fun!"
"Ugh…" Belial slowly opens her eyes and looks around. Everything is a mass of blurs that she can't separate. She shakes her head and tries to wipe her eyes, only to find that she can't move her arms. Her eyes snap open in fear and shock. Her head snaps to the side as a sharp pain rises from her cheek where she'd just been slapped. She shakes her head and looks up at Blitz, who is leaning over her grinning. Blood is behind Blitz, also grinning, while Blaze is sitting against the wall behind her sisters. Belial growls and tries to pull her arms down, but again realizes she can't move. In fact, she can't move her legs very well either. She looks down at herself and sees that she is locked in a chair with her arms locked above her. Her legs are locked in a pair of stocks at the end of the chair's long seat, which is easily the right length for her legs. She can feel utter fear building in her chest. This is the exact same type of chair she'd locked both Blossom and Blaze in before. She looks up at her captures, managing to keep a cocky, calm attitude.
"Well aren't you three clever. So now that you've got me what're you going to do with me? Huh?" Blitz slaps her again and stands up straight.
"We're going to put you through your own little Hell until you tell us where Malebolgia is hiding…then we MIGHT consider stopping in a few years." Belial snorts and laughs, though in her heart she is terrified to the bone.
"Oh please, you three? You wouldn't be able to break me no matter how hard you try! I have a very high pain tolerance, I seriously doubt you'll be able to torture me," Blitz growls and socks Belial across the face as hard as she can. Belial's head rockets to the side, but moments later she looks at Blitz and grins, apparently not hurt. Blitz growls again, clenching her fists. Blood walks up beside Blitz and glares at Belial.
"You still think you're so perfect. We're the ones in control now! You're in OUR world now you bitch!" Belial laughs again, then spits in Blood's face.
"Your world? Please, you three don't scare me in the least!" Blaze stares at Belial, very much aware of the cocky Darkpuff's position. Her sisters are too blind to see the obvious answer that is right in front of their faces, which is something that makes Blaze smile proudly to herself. She'd figured this out way before they ever could. Belial's powers to manipulate senses obviously worked on herself as well. So she would probably just turn off her pain sensors if they tried to torture her that way. The only obvious answer…was to work off the opposite end of the spectrum.
Blaze stands up and walks over to Belial's opposite side. Belial closes her mouth in the middle of an insult when she sees Blaze coming towards her. Blaze's sisters were ignorant of many things, and one of those just happened to be something Blaze was highly aware of. Belial gulps and tries to pull away from Blaze when she stops on her side. Blaze lifts her hand and holds it up to Belial's bared armpit, just centimeters away. Belial gulps and begins fidgeting, trying harder to pull away from Blaze. Blitz and Blood watch, both curious and both slightly irritated at Blaze. They were supposed to be getting information from Belial, not playing with her. Blaze stretches out her first finger, keeping it just away from Belial's armpit. Belial lasts about…maybe at best a fourth of a second before she begins bucking and laughing. Blaze hasn't even touched her yet, and Belial is already laughing hard. Blaze smiles almost evilly and begins lightly drawing circles around Belial's armpit. Belial screams like a banshee and begins bucking and laughing harder. Blitz and Blood look at each other, the light bulbs clicking on. They aren't too thrilled with the idea, but at the same time, revenge is revenge.
"I got her stomach," says Blitz
"Her armpits are mine!" says Blood. Blaze gulps and steps back. Blood walks behind the chair and begins lightly scribbling her fingernails along Belial's armpits. Belial bucks, shakes, and screams as her face begins turning red from laughing so hard. Blood stops tickling Belial's right armpit and speeds up tickling Belial's left armpit. Belial leans to her right and continues laughing hard. Blood stops tickling her left armpit and begins tickling her right armpit hard. Belial, of course, leans to the left trying to pull away. She really can't pull herself enough to make a difference, so Blood continues her little game of switching back and forth. After a while she begins tickling both armpits. She tickles fast and hard in Belial's right armpit and slow and soft in Belial's left armpit. Belial arches her back off the chair just a bit and screams with laughter.
Blitz grins to herself and sits down on Belial's thighs. She lifts her shirt and tickles lightly along Belial's soft, smooth belly with just her pointer fingers. Belial laughs harder, crying hysterically already. Blitz grins and just continues with this soft tickling. She looks at Blaze out of the corner of her eye. "Hey Blaze, you got anything that could make this worse for her?" Blaze stares at Blitz for a few moments, then blushes and nods. Blitz grins, "Well what are you waiting for? Go get some," Blaze nods and quickly leaves the room, heading for her own room. Blitz turns back to Belial and adds another finger on each hand. Belial's flat belly shivers and trembles under her fingers while Belial herself continues laughing, harder if that's even possible. Blood has switched tactics, now tickling soft and soft for a few minutes, then switching to fast and hard, then back again. Blitz goes all out, spider walking her fingers all over Belials tummy. Belial's breath catches in her throat for a second, but soon the laughter is shaking the room once more. Blitz slips one finger in Belial's belly button and begins tickling it, which draws more laughter from the ungodly ticklish Darkpuff.
Blaze comes back in the room with a sack. She blushes and hands it to Blitz. Blitz continues tickling Belial's stomach with one hand, and shuffles through the stuff in the sack with the other. She pulls out a couple of peacock feathers, and hands them to Blood. Blood then begins promptly feathering Belial's armpits, making her scream and laugh louder than before. Blitz takes a cotton swab and a feather out of the sack, sets it on the floor, then goes back to giving Belial's stomach her full attention. She begins by focusing her attention on Belial's bellybutton, tickling around it with the cotton swab and tickling inside it with the feather. This of course makes Belial laugh and cry harder. After a while Blitz moves on to using the feather to tickle the rest of Belial's impossibly sensitive skin. The cotton swab continues it's faithful duty of tickling around and in Belial's bellybutton.
Blaze watches this whole ordeal, wishing to take part in it more and more with every passing second. But…she doesn't want to get in her sisters' way. Her eyes fall on Belial's wiggling feet, which are still clad in her black sneakers. Blaze just stares at them for a few minutes, drowning in the sound of Belial's hysterical, but beautiful, laughter. Blaze looks up at Belial's tear streaked, bright red face. Blaze loved tickling other girls; Belial loved tickling other girls. Blaze got excited when she thought of tickling other girls; Belial probably did too. Blaze loved being held down and tickled mercilessly…so Belial must like it too right? After all, since Blaze got her turn to be restrained and tickled it's only fair that Belial gets a turn too. Blaze walks over to Belial's feet and just stares at the Darkpuff's sneakers. Belial can almost sense someone near her feet and immediately screams and begins laughing harder. After a while, Blaze reaches up and grabs the shoestrings, ready to begin her own "payback" as her sisters called it.
Belial's psychic powers were both a blessing and a curse to her. She could manipulate senses and see where the nerves in her opponent's body are the most sensitive and how sensitive they are in general. And it works both ways…she can control her own senses and knows exactly where she is the most sensitive and how sensitive her skin is…that was why the thought of being tickled scared her so badly. Battle was more ticklish than anyone should ever be, Blitz was more ticklish (though it was restricted to her stomach), and Belial…Belial was more ticklish than both of them combined plus five. Her powers also prevented her from falling into that hazy minded "distance" that you fall into when you're tickled non-stop. It prevented her from losing awareness, from losing her ability to think, from even losing her voice. The second she feels someone tugging on her shoelaces, her brain goes into hyper drive, and she begins trying to get herself to stop laughing long enough to beg for mercy. On a scale of one to ten, Belial's ticklishness was probably a twelve or fifteen. On her feet, she was somewhere between twenty-five and thirty out of ten. She had made sure no one had tickled her for five years…not since her sisters had tickled her.
Flashback Five Years AgoBelial, Bomb, and Battle are all little five-year-old puffs that still haven't developed their fingers, toes, noses, and all those missing body parts. Belial was sitting on the floor in front of the couch in their living room watching TV with her bare feet tucked under her, and only wearing a nightie like her sisters. Bomb and Battle are giggling and squealing on the couch while having a little tickle fight. Bomb eventually gets Battle pinned and lets her have it for a couple of seconds. Bomb stops and the two hug before turning to watch the TV, still holding each other. Bomb looks down at Belial and nudges Battle, whispering something to her. Battle giggles and nods.
Belial is happily enjoying watching the antics of the cartoon characters on the TV, on this fateful morning. She is suddenly tackled from behind by Bomb and Battle. At first Belial just giggles with them, but the second Bomb begins tickling her sides she screams and begins laughing hard and crying. Battle tickles her feet, which makes Belial scream louder than ever before, and cry harder than she'd thought possible. Only a few seconds into it, Battle and Bomb slide off Belial and watch their "big" sister lie on the floor crying for a few minutes. Belial sits up and wipes her eyes, glaring at her sisters. She chokes down a sob and lightly shoves Battle, which doesn't even make Battle flinch, before walking away sniffling.
End of FlashbackThat was why she hated her sisters, why she hated being tickled. Just one playful little tickle and she was screaming, laughing, and crying. It made her feel pathetically weak. Then…the thing that made everything else seem like a blessing…
Blaze slips Belial's sneaker off, then slowly slips her sock off. She stares at Belial's slightly wide, slightly big, wiggling foot. Belial screams again, then goes back to crying and laughing hysterically. Blaze removes Belial's other shoe and sock, then just stares at both of Belial's beautiful, helpless feet. She slowly reaches up and drags on fingernail down Belial's foot, amazed at how baby soft Belial's feet are. It's almost like she'd never walked a day in her life. Belial breaks the sound barrier with her scream and arches her back off the chair as much as physically possible, which catches Blitz off guard. When Belial hits the chair once more, she just laughs harder than ever before, lacking the strength to struggle anymore. You see...the thing that makes it a million times worse…is that Belial loses her powers completely when her feet are tickled.
Blaze lightly scratches the sole of Belial's utterly ungodly ticklish right foot. Belial almost can't even feel Blitz and Blood tickling her anymore. The tickling sensations shooting to her brain from her right foot is double the amount of tickling Blitz and Blood are both dishing out. Blaze tries the base of Belial's toes, getting a slightly (practically unnoticeable to anyone not looking really hard for it) less effect. She begins lightly scratching Belial's left foot with just one finger, doubling the amount of agony Belial is in. Now Belial can't feel the tickling at her stomach and armpits. The light tickling coming from her feet drowns them both out massively. Blitz and Blood both seem to notice this and stop tickling, taking note of the fact that Belial's laughing hasn't slowed down or become any softer. Blitz climbs off Belial and smirks. Blood walks to the door and opens it, allowing most of Hell to hear the tortured laughter of Malebolgia's oldest and cockiest daughter.
"We'll just leave you and the tickle freak to play. Have fun!" Blitz and Blood both laugh as they leave, closing the door behind them" Blaze doesn't register her sisters leaving; she is far too engrossed in what she is doing. She is now tickling softly over Belial's feet with all ten fingers, staying on the soles of her feet that are more sensitive than her toes. Belial DOES notice Blitz and Blood leaving, but just laughs harder and cries more hysterically due to Blaze's tickling. Blaze just continues to stare dreamily at Belial's perfect (in her eyes) feet, never slowing up on tickling them mercilessly. Even if she did know how much pain this was causing Belial…the look in Blaze's eyes says she wouldn't be able to stop even if she wanted to. She snaps out of her trance long enough to register the sack of "goodies" next to her, along with a stool that hadn't been there before. Without letting up on Belial's feet, she pulls the stool up and sits down on it. She stops tickling Belial's left foot, speeding up on her right foot to make up for the difference, and reaches into the sack. She pulls out a couple of toothbrushes and begins tickling Belials feet with them.
Belial thought that her little five second tickle torture at Bomb and Battle's hands had been bad. She didn't even know the meaning of Hell. Blaze begins scrubbing Belial's feet with the toothbrushes, getting the base of her toes, between her toes, and all over her soles. As impossible as it may seem, Belial's laughter has become even louder than before. Blaze drinks in all of this…the sight of Belial's beautiful, slightly pink soled due to the tickling, feet wiggling and trembling and the sound of Belial's equally beautiful and perfect laughter. Time no longer has any meaning to either of the two Darkpuffs. Belial can't care to keep track of it, and Blaze just doesn't care. Blaze lightly tickles Belial's right foot, while she reaches into the sack to put away the toothbrushes and find some new toys.
She pulls out some feathers, taking them gently and beginning to lightly feather Belial's feet. Belial enters a whole new level of Hell once more. The feathers seem to be a hundred times more effective than anything Blaze had used so far. Belial laughs hysterically, her eyes now puffy and red from the endless crying. Blaze slows things down, just lightly feathering Belial's soles and toes. Nonetheless, Belial's laughing stayed at its new crescendo of sound. Blaze's eyes never once leave Belial's feet while she tickles them. The wiggling, twitching, flexing, every movement is absorbed fully into her mind. She tickles Belial's toes for a while, which lowers Belial's laughing back to where it had been with the toothbrushes. Blaze subconsciously leans nearer and nearer to Belial's beautiful feet, her eyes only half open now. She drops the feathers and finally closes the gap. She takes hold of the back of Belial's right foot and begins kissing and licking it, not even thinking about what she's doing anymore. Belial screams and her laugh crescendos back into a grand fortissimo.
Belial's foot shakes and wiggles against Blaze's hold, but without her powers all it really does is just twitch slightly, which Blaze finds quite endearing. Blaze's tongue dances all across the sole of Belial's right foot. Between her toes, beneath her toes, pulling each toe into her mouth and sucking and kissing it, no part of Belial's foot escapes attention. Blaze rubs her legs together while she licks and kisses Belial's foot. She begins feeling some warm tingly feeling in her belly, but she ignores it and continues her half-tickling half-worship of Belial's foot. She stops and catches her breath, switching to Belial's left foot. Belial is crying and laughing helplessly, unable to really do anything else. The smallest…most discrete portion of her mind is enjoying Blaze's worship. But that small port is completely overwhelmed by the outright torture Blaze is causing by tickling her most ticklish of spots. The warm feeling in Blaze's belly continues to build up. She continues rubbing her legs together, still trying to ignore it. That task is becoming near impossible now. While she's sucking on one of Belial's toes she suddenly shudders and moans. She snaps out of her trance and pulls away from Belial's foot. Belial continues laughing and giggling even once the tickling has stopped. Just the feeling of Blaze's saliva slipping down her feet is enough to make her laugh hysterically. Blaze grabs her little sack and stands up stiffly, quickly leaving the room, blushing deep red.
Belial continues giggling and laughing, left alone in this dark room at the total mercy of anyone who should stumble upon her.
The Girls' RoomA dark presence slips under the door of the Powerpuff Girls room. It stops at the foot of the bed and takes form. The eyes of its jester mask glow bright blue.
"Rest well little girls. One arc in this struggle has ended and a new one has begun." He laughs to himself, "I'm sure we'll have loads of fun, just you three and me!" Beelzebub fades away, his laugh lingering in the room…but not disturbing the still sleeping puffs.