The demon unfolded itself.A sickening sound emanated from its cracking joints. When it was done, it turned to me. Instead of attacking me, it spoke in a warm, motherly voice.
"Hello, Doom Slayer. Yes, I am aware of your… occupation. Luckily for you, I'm uninterested in 'discussing' that abhorrent topic. I was hoping to persuade you to halt your crusade."
I looked at the demon, bearing a somewhat curious expression.
"Oh, silly me. I haven't introduced myself. You may address me as 'The Mother.' Now, as I was saying, I'd like to convince you to stop your bloodshed temporarily. Before I continue, yes, I do acknowledge that the demons have an immense population. Furthermore, I have no qualms with you killing them, to an extent; it helps to keep them in check. However, their population has dwindled exponentially since you set foot in Hell. You've earned a rest, Doom Slayer. Let them rebuild and, when they are done, you may resume."
I cocked my shotgun as my way of denying her request. She sighed and spoke again.
"It is clear that you will not listen to reason without incentive. How about a deal? If you willingly halt your crusade, in return, I shall halt the assault of the Terrestrial Realm - the place you call Earth."
I reloaded the Super Shotgun and clicked its side-by-side barrels back into place. I didn't need her to stop the invasion. I could do it myself. The Mother sighed again, disappointed in me.
"So disappointing. I had such hope that you'd rise above petty vengeance. If you shall not listen to reason, perhaps you will instead listen to violence."
Suddenly, the Mother let off a scream of pure hatred. The warm voice that had just been talking to me was gone, and had been replaced with nothing but deep, demonic incantations. I drew the Unmaker once more, ready to finish this once and for all.
The Mother conjured trails of Hellfire in four directions, trapping me between two. While I had nowhere to run, she threw a barrage of fireballs at me. I managed to avoid most of them, but a couple hit me square in the chest. I winced as the Hellfire further seared the claw mark on my chest.
I pushed through the blinding pain and raised the Unmaker. I pulled the trigger of the demonic weapon and unleashed the weapon's full power upon her. As the Unmaker fire a beam and two Hellish souls, the Mother cringed in pain. The beam hit her directly in the face and the souls began to savagely attack her.
Soon enough, the gargantuan demon fell. As her body was torn apart by the ravenous souls of the Damned, she uttered a final incantation. At first, the demonic words made no sense, but I understood when I began to lose control of my body. I fell to the ground, paralyzed, and saw two Hell Guards enter the Tomb. They picked me up and toted me to a sarcophagus, where they shoved me inside and lowered the lid. From inside, I heard a Hell Priest recite a demonic curse onto the sarcophagus.
A sharp pain pierced my thoughts as shackles stabbed through my wrists and sealed shut. Pure Hell energy began to electrocute me. By this time, the paralysis had worn off, but I wasn't able to escape. I would stay like this until I found a way to break free.