<font color=red>Dark eyebrows arched slightly over dark eyes as she watched Lupercus run off with the rest of his minions. This was an interesting developement, the developement of an entirely new persona inside the mind of her Pretender. One darker - if that were truly possible - and one she could enjoy getting to know.

Keeping to the shadows, she followed the ranks of deformed beings, watching intently what this new persona would do, and watching for any chance to join in on the masacre.

That had always been her favorite part.

The hordes did not assemble once they reached the city. Instead they charged right in, their minds insane with hatred and a purity of evil. When Lupercus finally caught up he could already see buildings burning, blood flowing freely in the streets. But in the middle of the square stood his chosen. Pinhead, the female Cenobite, Butterball, Camerahead, Angelique, Sharpe Cenobite and the others. At their centre, at Pinheads side, sat the chatterer beast, slavering with blood in its dripping maw.

As Lupercus approached they turned to him in unison.

"It is time Lupercus. We have assembled those you chose."

Pinhead trailed off. Lupercus knew he must act immediately. Grinning, he made his way to the city hall, its doors chained shut from the outside. Lupercus rose his hands, the chains breaking their lock and parting for him, landing with a clank of rust and steel. Opening in the massive oaken doors, he walked in, looking upon the assembled throng.

"You, help us! These shambling mistakes of creation are killing us all!"

Lupercus sneered, staring the man in the eyes with a piercing look.

"I can assure you, they are not mistakes. And infact, i have to thank you all."

The throng looked about each other uncertainly, sure that they were about to be blamed for what had been done.

"My creations were inspired by you. Or rather, your children who became my creations, were in turn forged by their inner fears, and for that, i thank you."

Their faces turned ashen as Lupercus' chosen approached, one by one. As they entered, Lupercus spoke their true names, and fixed the parents with a gaze that inspired fear. After a few minutes, they throng were as one terrified at the group who stood before them.

"And now, its is time for you to meet them, up close."

With a smirk, the Cenobites lept into the crowd.

<font color=red>The street ran with blood, literaly. It pooled everywhere she stepped, staining the hem of her robes as she walked through the desecration. People screamed, people ran, and one ever tried to pass her.

With a wicked smile her hand snapped out, grabbing the hapless woman by the throat. " Tsk tsk, no leaving the party before we get a party favour."

Razor sharp fingernails dug into the tender flesh of the womans neck, ripping and tearing at the windpipe beneath the surface. Blood began to seep into the woman's lungs, slowly drowning her. Tevarii closed her eyes, sensing the panic and fear of death of the woman as she clawed at Tevarii's wrists, relishing in every moment of the slow and agonizing death.

With a satisfied sigh, Tevarii finally released the woman a few minutes later, the blody colapsing to the street, and flicked pieces of skin and muscle from her fingernails.

It had been a long time since she had killed someone with her bare hands, and she remembered now why she enjoyed it so.

With blood soaked hands, Tevarii once again moved through the streets, listening to the screams, searching for Lupercus.

How she loved to watch that man work.

The destruction continued, the flames continueing to mount as more and more bodies were heaped upon the bonfire of his Rage. In an independant action that confounded Lupercus, the Pinhead Cenobite began to erect a mountain of skulls, atop of which was a throne of bones. Lupercus was delighted at the gift, but wary of the repurcussions. Pinhead on the other hand was himself well pleased. Lupercus and pinhead had poured all their energies into the creation of the head Cenobite, and he had indeed surpassed all their expectations.

As the thrones pedestal rose higher and higher into the sky, so did the death count. The Cenobites worked feverishly into the night, their skills increasing as the sun sunk beneath the horizen. It would rise, only to find the world tainted, and ruined.

"And the sun shall look away, afraid of the destruction he had wrought. And a new era will dawn..."

And all the while the action was broadcast to his ships, digitally enhanced, colour corrected, the crew could practically taste the brain matter.

And so the violence continued...

<font color=red>The stench of burning flesh filled the air, the billow of putrid black smoke rising high into the atmosphere. Given enough time and fuel, Tevarii did not doubt that that smoke would cover the planet.

She would love to see that.

Dark eyes watched the cenobites carefully, how they reacted to the obvious Head of the mutilated beings as well as their adoration of the man that created them. Lupercus also watched from the sidelines, not wishing to interfere with his creations.

Tevarii slinked behind him, a bloodied hand reaching over his shoulder and beneath the collar of his tunic to caress his chest.

A fine display, Lupercus. A most befitting herald to the rise of the Lord of Descecration.

She stood on the tips of her toes, nipping playfull at his ear as she purred. " We cannot build you a throne of bones, but perhaps we can show you our fidelity in a more pleasurable way?"

Lupercus' hand reached up to his chest and met hers through his shirt. He sighed slowly as pinhead was dispelled for his mind momentarily, but still smiled as he gazed upon the destruction he had wrought.

"I would have thought you held yourself above the position of a mere whore.

No woman like that would ever bed me..."

Indeed, pinhead had remained.

<font color=red>With a snarl Tevarii dug her fingernails into Lupercus' chest, twisting the hair and the skin, his blood mingling with the blood that already stained her hand. Her voice hissed venumously in his ear.

" You do well to remember who you deal with, Pretender. Creater of these things or not, we will not tolerate such insolence from even you. Watch yourself, else you find your body smolding in the fire along with the other waste of flesh."

She dragged her fingernails up his chest and over his shoulder as she stepped back from him. Sneering she spun on her heals and walked away.

Lupercus chuckled slightly as she snarled and extracted her mindless revenge.

"Perhaps were you to prove yourself, for insolence on my part is justified by how you seem to act. You have no place to say you tolerate us. For we are to all intolerable, yet none have the right to deem us so.

Come back."

Now it was Pinhead himself who was interested in her. Anger smouldered from her like steam from a kettle, and it could well be suited to his aims.

<font color=red>It was her turn to chuckle as she stopped and glanced at him over her shoulder.

" We do not jump through your hoops, Pretender. We have no need to prove ourselves to you, nor do we desire to do so. If you are displeased with our services to you so far, then we will take them elsewhere"

With a smug little smile she continued on.

"Displeased? Indeed not..."

Pinhead cast his mind back, trying to search Lupercus' memories for this woman. Suddenly it all come flooding back.

"Stop."

His hand ourstretched, stopping her in her tracks.

"Come back."

His words now held a longingness, a calling stretching deep inside Tevariis heart.