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Helltown The Descent
A well-lit bedroom with white curtains gently moving in the breeze. A feeble hand, covered in age spots, extended her knotty fingers towards an older man. "My time has come. I can feel it", a shaky female voice whispered.The woman speaking was lying on a comfortable bed with clean sheets. It was obvious that her wresting place was handled with a lot of care. Her family, two adult children and loving husband of 30 years, stood above her in tears. He still could not believe how quickly her illness aged her. And so suddenly. He clenched his teeth, putting her hand to his face. She spoke quietly, looking at him with milky eyes. "Before I go, I need you to promise me one thing." "Don't say that!" he cried."I need you to make sure my last rights are read before I'm buried.""You can't die yet...""Promise me that!" she let out a raspy yell. Holding back emotions, the man could only nod.Relieved, the woman laid down her tired head and closed her eyes. Her youngest called out her name as s
Helltown Welcome to Helltown
The girl calmed down to collect her thoughts. Besides the creatures stinking breath, she could feel something else on her lower back. It felt long and moved as if a limb would. Curious, she moved it towards her and gasped seeing a flesh tail with an arrow-like end."Now squeeze your ass," the creature grunted moving behind her.Exhaling furious, she moved her newly discovered tail around his member. The pig creature tried to free himself but could not unwrap himself from the flesh colored tail. Her hold over him was so strong, the creature was basically stuck. He puffed and moaned, confused and aroused."Where am I?" she said."Ha! If you don't know then why should I tell you?" the creature squeaked."Is this the bad place? What circle am I in?"The hog demon laughed. "You humans, and your circles! You don't know the first thing about this place, do you?"His snickering, made her skin crawl. Her tail squeezed around him even tighter, with the pointy part pressed into his groins. The c
Helltown The beginning
"I remember that day as if it was yesterday," Tiff narrated over the picturesque ceiling and arches of a famous European city. There a group of American students were visiting for their first school trip abroad. It was the 60s and the world was a much different place."As you can see, this basilica is an architecture of the Renaissance era. Just look at that dome…" an enthusiastic tour guide told a group of teens. Her face was covered with thick jar-like glasses as she waved her arms and pointed, talking about the history of the majestic place of worship. Her audience were senior students from a prestigious American high school. Four girls stood in the back looking around, disinterested. One was obnoxiously chewing a bubble gum. She had a heavy layer of mascara and bright eye shadow that made her look older."How long is this going to take?" the girl, called Regina, whispered to her friends."Why? Are you in a hurry?" another girl, Jenifer, with high-waist jeans and a colorful sweater
Helltown At the dump
A large hand burrowed into a pile. It clenched something tight before pulling it to the surface. "No, no, no," a desperate voice pleaded. Cassandra peaked out from her hiding. The two hog demons have grabbed an elderly man and were torturing him. He was skin and bones, with a long completely white hair and beard. Feeble, he could barely scream as they held him down and gouged his eye out.The two snorted with glee, holding a bloody eyeball."Come on, guys," he whispered with a shaky voice. "Give that back," he pleaded. The pig creature howled from laughter, still holding the eye. "You want it?" he yelled and threw it as far as possible. "Go and find it?"The old man bowed his head, tired and weak. His tormentors snickered, alerted by a new sound."Incoming," the other yelled, pointing up. A young man, which Cassandra saw a while ago, finally fell, hitting one of the softer piles. He stood up, still conscious after impact. Looking around, the man let out a horrified scream. Cassandra c
Helltown Back in the past
"Okay, who do you..." she yelled quickly opening the door. The hallway was empty.Confused, the lonely girl took a step out into the hallway. A sudden pain in her foot made her flinch. It was a thin nail, no larger than a needle. Cursing, the girl picked it up and placed it in the jacket on the coat hanger. "Probably fell from one of the fixtures. I should put it away so others don't get hurt," she thought, returning to bed. She checked one more time if there was someone there. Not a chuckle, not a single sound could be heard. She closed the door angry, double-checking if it was locked.The next morning, a line of sleepy high schoolers slouched next to a bus drowsy. Tiffany walked past their yawning friends, cool and refreshed."So did you accomplish your master plan?" she smirked watching them leaned their heavy heads on each other's shoulders. "Oh buzz off!" Regina blurted.With a superior smile, Tiff turned to Tina. "What happened?""The boys got some cheap wine," she said, grabbi
Helltown The deal
"Wow, you really are new. I disarmed you without even trying," the girl with long blond hair said. Cassandra gulped, stunned. She tried to run, but her assailant was faster."If you listen to what I have to say, I'm not going to hurt you. But if you disrespect me like this again, I will tear your guts out. Understand?" she snarled into her ear. Her claws dug into her captive's arm. The dagger dug into her skin, almost drawing blood.Cassandra nodded, helpless. "Good," the twisted girl replied. Her grip loosened. "Act natural and don't cause a scene."They were still standing in the same spot when a couple of men rode in their long carriages held up by slaves. They were all well-fed and clothed, some of them sporting horns or having long clawlike hands. Strutting past them, they walked into the establishment with an aura of superiority that could be felt for miles."Who are they?" Cassandra asked."Them?" the girl said. "They were human once. Now, I don't know what they are.""What do
Helltown The good old days
With the 70s rolling around and the end of the State's involvement in overseas war, a sense of change was in the air. Still, the now university student had other things in mind.Standing in a dark corner, she observed a row of lit candles. Her hair is covered with a familiar, costly scarf which mysteriously appeared four years ago. Ever since that day, Tiffany could not shake the feeling that something supernatural was involved. She took every opportunity she had to visit different places of worship and learn as much as she could. Sadly, none of her efforts were rewarded.She stood, somewhat awkwardly next to a table with wooden icons, similar to those seen in early Christianity history books. Their composed faces seem to watch her as she moved through the secluded hallway. Tiffany put some coins in the donation box and murmured a few words. On her way out, a priest in black greeted her. "Did you find what you were looking for?" The girl smiled politely. "Yes, thank you. It will be
Helltown First training day
A few chuckles broke the silence.A pair of thin hands appeared from a cell paralleled to hers. "I did," the same voice snickered. The girl it belonged to pressed her face, showing off her sharp fangs and little black horns. Red long hair seemed to cover her boobs and stomach. Or maybe it was a piece of fabric. It was difficult to distinguish because of the lack of light. "What are you going to do about it?" Cassandra observed her, stern but cautious. "Nothing. I was just curious to learn who my cellmates were.""So were we, honey," another, slightly deeper female voice spoke. It was from a few cells away. "It's not often that the boss brings in some noob off the streets.""Yeah, where did she find you? On the dump?" a third voice sneered."Ladies, ladies. Give the girl some space..." a fourth, softer voice replied. A small young woman with loosely tied hair appeared from her solemn, tiny compartment. "Hi. I'm sorry we did not greet you right away. It's just...""We did not want to mi