Tiffany's Encounter
Tiffany was concerned about her friend Kirsty. Lately Kirsty had been acting kind of weird and paranoid. Afraid to leave Tiffany alone for any length of time. Tiffany obliged her friend for a while but this "big sister" protection was kind of annoying after a while. Plus Tiffany had to use the restroom; and she didn't need the protection in there. After she was done she went to wash her hands when she heard the deep voice in her head. Instinctivly she knew who it belonged to. A deep dull fear began to stir within her gut.
Tiffany child friend of human Kirsty. I am in need of your assistance. I require
You to join with Kirsty in seeking out Elliott Spencer; human counterpart of
Xipe Totec Dark Pope Of Hell, Prince Of Pain. In order to save both our
Domains both must be remerged with each other and then send them back to Hell. This is the only way our domains can be saved. You must hurry. There is
Not much time left as my powers are diminishing.
Tiffany ran out immediately to tell her friend. "I just spoke to that diamond thing we met a few years-" Kirsty put a gentle hand to her friend's lips. "I know. It contacted me as well. And if we do not get Elliott and Pinhead to remerge once again then it will literally be hell on earth." Kirsty put in. She didn't want to even think of the terrors that Pinhead could unleash now that he had no rules.
Meanwhile
Pinhead sat down in his pulpit/throne area in the ruined Church he converted into his lair. The area was surprisingly neat and tidy for one so dark save for the tortured souls hung upon the walls. Humans that once pledged themselves to him in exchange for their very lives. Humans that had failed him, and humans that had outlived their usefulness to him. He owed them nothing. "Merkova!" Pinhead bellowed. The horse/woman cenobite and her Lucky Six quickly went to see their master.
Pinhead narrowed his eyes at this woman and her gash. He loathed them but they were still useful part of his plan for global domination. "How goes that battle? Are those pathetic wastes of flesh succumbing yet?" Pinhead glowered. Merkova lowered her head in respect. "There are many human resistance fighters yet. We have lost a great many of our men. Shall I lead an extermination squad to weed out what we can?" Merkova asked respectfully. Pinhead grinned. This woman knew her place. "No. let them fight. Now leave. I must prepare for I am soon to have 'visitors.'"
Merkova bowed. "At once my lord." she turned and left followed quickly by her gash. Pinhead chuckled to himself. He was thrilled he was going to have visitors in his territory. He was going to enjoy their screams of torment before they died. What he did not know is exactly whom the visitors were.