Beelzebub smiled as Heka and Qesem brought forth Loki Morningstar. His vacant expression and eyes black, empty voids. The vile demon grinned as his first of many thralls stood waiting for commands.
“Where is the child,” Beelzebub noticing that the male demon is no longer pregnant. The only offspring of Lucifer and Lilith who opted to become female through magics after finding a mate; the male demon with a vagina stood still as his belly up until an hour ago was swollen with life inside.
“The ritual required a ssssssssacrifice,” Heka hissing; “the offsssssssspring provided exccccccccelent energiessssssss.”
Beelzebub nodded in understanding. With the wards firmly locked down, thanks to Enoch’s actions; Beelzebub knew he could no longer rely on the errant chaos energies that he managed to worm through the wards thanks to his tinkering. He had to come up with a different way to create a source. Loki was a good first step.
“Tell Nergal to continue to keep an eye on Enoch,” Beelzebub turning back to his tower to some unseen assistant; “he did good in wiping out Loki’s network. That redeems him for his bumbling admissions trying to bring me down.” Beelzebub referring to Nergal’s half assed attempt to counter what Cruciata said to Lucifer. A conversation that Nergal only heard a part of. Neither the chief of the secret police or Beelzebub Carronfly, master mystic in the arts of Chaos knew that Cruciata was now in heaven; and angel thanks to her prayers for Pava.
“Heka, Qesem,” Beelzebub commanding the two witches; “you know what to do next.”
“Yessssssss masssssster,” Heka hissing as she bowed; Qesem opting to remain silent as she motioned for the Iron Knights currently possessed by lesser shades. The shades feeding off of the condemned human souls; they will soon need a new host if they are to continue to sustain themselves in hell. Twelve of the knights gathered around in a circle now scared into the ground from the various rituals already performed. The chanting was in a language that would drive any sane man to kill themselves; as hell is replete with demons and the souls of the dead; only the iron knights locked up in cages waiting for their turn to be possessed and fed on heard the droning, chilling them to the core with dread at what is to come.
“Let me go,” A demon could be heard shouting; “I’m on your side!”
Adrammelech screams fell on deaf ears as the guards; Nergals most trusted officers frogmarched the struggling demon to the center of the circle. Staking him to the ground, limbs splayed out to each cardinal direction on a compass; Adrammelech’s torso dead center in the circle.
“I was loyal,” Adrammelech screamed; “I did what you asked Beelzebub! Why do you forsake me!
Beelzebub ignored the fallen lords pleas; signalling for Heka and Qesem to proceed as they stared their own vile chanting. Elderitch energies forming within the edges of the circle; they slowly formed a pentagram of blue fire. The shades who were chanting even louder were slowly being consumed by the fire as it now enveloped the circle they stood on. Twelve iron knight souls being burned alive; unable to stop their inevitable demise as the shades draw upon what little life energies remain to complete the ritual. As the shades consume the last dregs of energy from the twelve, Qesem draws forth a serrated dagger of black obsidian and plunges it into Adrammelech’s chest; piercing the demon’s heart, silencing his screams as the last beats of his heart spill out his blood.
Beelzebub grinned as the blood quickly pooled into the ground. Mingling with the unnatural energies that were cascading about. The shades, unable to maintain their hosts any longer quickly flee and immediately enter into a new batch of humans waiting for possession. The now lifeless hosts in the circle are soon consumed by the blue fire as the energies rapidly rush to the center of the circle. Forcing their way into Adrammelech’s arteries and veins; consuming the blood that did not drain from the body.
Heka soon shouting into sky grabbed a similar blade, prepared to spill her own blood to feed the energies if needed; only is held back by Loki of all demons. Loki who is now possessed by chaos itself; takes the blade and opens a deep cut on his arm and allows his own blood to fall on Adrammelech. The effect was near instantaneous as the blue energies turn black and completely consume Adrammelech.
What was once the lord chamberlain and loyal servant to Beelzebub, is now is no longer a demon. An ethereal mass of black smoke and fire now floats in the centre of the circle; Beelzebub holding out a black crystal draws the shade inwards; trapping it within.
“I promised you sanctuary,” Beelzebub looking at the crystal that now holds the chaos shade of Adrammelech; “and I kept it. But you got caught performing the ritual needed to bring me back,” Beelzebub enjoying the soliloquy that was directed to a creature who could no longer talk back; “the fact that Enoch and Lucifer do not know that I am alive is one reason why I didn’t kill you when I discovered my access to the wards cut from me. But fret not Adrammelech,” Beelzebub admiring the chaos crystal; “you still have purpose.”
Beelzebub smiling as he looks up at Heka and Qesem, “fetch me Lamashtu Morningstar’s slave wives. All of them;” Beelzebub watching as the two witches and nod at their new orders. “They will make fine additions. Leave Loki here,” Beelzebub adding; I want to see if his blood can create a new ward that can open a door to chaos.”