It was nearly sunrise when a portal opened in one of Rachel and Maisy's guestrooms, the very guestroom occupied by Princess Lamashtu Morningstar. "Lamashtu, Lamashtu!" screamed Hecate's voice. "Wake up! Wake up!"
Lamashtu stirred. She blearily opened her eyes and saw a fiery communication portal containing the faces of Queen Lilith and Lady Hecate. "Is... is something wrong?" she asked.
"YES!!!" Hecate wailed. "Pazuzu's missing!"
"WHAT?!!" Lamashtu shrieked.
"He's not in my suite," Lilith groaned. "He kept complaining about being bored and cooped up the whole time he was here. He went into the spare bedroom and didn't come out for hours. I went to check on him... and... and all I could find was an open window!"
"And this all happened last night?!" Lamashtu growled angrily. "Why didn't you tell me then?! I have a right to know when my own son is missing!"
"We didn't want to worry you, darling," said Hecate. "Not when there was a chance he'd just gone out for a little flight in the gardens. We've been up all night combing the gardens and the entire Royal Palace. We've even started searching the rest of Dis! He's just... gone." Tears of anguish spilled from Hecate's greyhound face.
"We're sorry we couldn't keep Pazuzu safe," Lilith sighed.
Lamashtu's face softened. "You did all that you could. Keeping Pazuzu safe is like trying to keep all the volcanoes in Hell from erupting for a month. He makes it damn near impossible with his teenage hormones and Loki-esque sense of mischief. Combine that with Iron Knights and sorcerous kidnappers, and something was bound to go wrong." Lamashtu fought back tears. "Damn you, Pazuzu! Why do you have to torture me like this! Pranking humans with your angel cousin is one thing! Ruining my concubine-collecting is one thing! But do you have to put yourself in danger?!"
"It's a dagger in all our hearts," Lilith said. "You're his sire, Hecate's his mother, and I'm his grandmother. We just have to trust that your brother Enoch will be able to find him."
"I'll go tell him to keep an eye out for Pazuzu," Lamashtu said, closing the portal and flying off to find her brother.
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Enoch had bumped into General Alecto on his way to locate Baal. Excellent, the three of them would make a fine team. Suddenly, he heard the sound of powerful wings flapping in the brimstone-scented wind.
Alecto's head jerked up; she had sensed it too. "It's Lamashtu!"
Lamashtu landed in front of her siblings, a look of terror on her deer-antlered, donkey-eared lioness head. "Brother! Sister! You're getting read to go look for everyone, right?"
"We are," said Alecto.
"Good," Lamashtu said. "There's someone you need to be SURE to find!"
"I already know about your fucking slave-wives, Lamashtu," Enoch sighed. "Just remember, I want you to give them a choice on whether they come back to your harem."
"This isn't about a bunch of pretty bed-warmers!" Lamashtu screamed. "This is about Pazuzu!"
"Pazuzu?" Enoch gasped. "My nephew?"
"Yes!" Lamashtu shouted tears staining her facial fur. "He's gone! Mom and Hecate say he's nowhere in Dis! He's been taken by the kidnappers, I just know it! Please be sure to rescue my son, no matter what! Even if it means leaving a slave-wife behind or letting the kidnappers escape, bring back Pazuzu!"
"Of course I'll do all I can for Pazuzu," Enoch said. "I always liked that rebellious bird boy. His personality meshes really damn well with mine." Enoch smirked cheekily. "Besides, he's Baphomet's grandson on Hecate's side, and I do NOT want that old witch guy jinxing me halfway to the Void."
"Enoch!" Alecto said, shaking her snake-haired head. "Try to be serious. Your brother and nephew are both missing."
"Sass is my coping mechanism," Enoch shrugged.
"Well, let's go get Baal," said Alecto.
"I'm coming with you," Lamashtu said firmly.
"But what about your leg?" asked Alecto.
"You really think Hecate didn't teach me any healing magic?" Lamashtu scoffed. "The wounds were superficial enough to easily take care of with some basic spells."
"Right, then we're ALL going to fetch Baal," Enoch shrugged. "Hey, it might actually be nice to work together with you instead of bickering, Lamashtu."
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Lagneia sat in Adrammelech's harem. The former Grand Chancellor's palace had been quiet as a tomb since its own had been forced to go on the run. Lagneia, Adrammelech's favorite concubine, was honestly glad of that. She felt free. With any luck, Adrammelech would never return, and she would never be fucked be the perverted demon ever again.
Unfortunately for Lagneia, her thoughts were interrupted by a fiery portal bursting open. Out burst a pair of demons, one with a cobra head and the other with a tentacled beard. Without a word, they seized Lagneia and dragged her through the portal.
Lagneia found herself in a cave. Iron Knight souls were scattered throughout the cave, some in cages. There were demons as well, including two that Lagneia recognized as Lucifer's son Loki and Lucifer's grandson Pazuzu. Pazuzu had soulless black eyes, and his penis had been chopped off. Loki likewise had the featureless onyx orbs for eyes, and his pussy had been messily torn out. Lagneia was willing to wager that the prince's womb was gone as well. There were also some female demons with the black eyes, who Lagneia thought looked like concubines. They also had horribly mutilated crotches. Lagneia shuddered.
Lagneia also noticed two angels, one colored in green, and one looking like an anthropomorphic mix of zebra and cheetah with the head of a human woman and the wings of a blue jay. Like the demons, they both had eerie black pools for eyes and were missing their genitals. Lagneia nearly jumped out of her scaly skin when she noticed her former master Adrammelech. And yet... he seemed different now. He had the black, dead eyes, and his hated penis had been sliced off. Well, good!
"Bring her to the ccccccircle!" hissed the cobra-headed demon.
Adrammelech and the green-skinned angel grabbed Lagneia, stripped her scanty harem clothes off, and forced her to lie down in a glowing mystic circle and hammered cold iron stakes into her hands and feet, soaking the cave floor in the concubine's blood.
"Thisssss wassssss a good plan, Qesem," the cobra-headed demon hissed. "Adrammelech'sssssss houssssssehold issssssss an exccccccellent sssssourcccccccce of new thrallssssssss."
"And, unlike the Morningstars, nobody will care, Heka," the one called Qesem sniggered.
Twelve Iron Knights stood in a circle around Lagneia. As Heka and Qesem chanted, the Iron Knights caught fire and burned away to nothing. Still chanting, Heka chopped messily at Lagneia's pussy while Qesem amputated the concubine's womb.
Heka took the removed creative organs to a back altar. "Mighty Tiamat! Take thessssse sssssacrificcccccesssssssss and grow ssssstronger!" smoky tendrils greedily devoured what had once been Lagneia's pussy and womb.
Qesem painted runes all over Lagneia's naked body with mystic oils, chanting feverishly. Lagneia soon felt her mind slipping away. Her eyes turned black as she became a mindless thrall of Chaos.