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Beelzebubia

Summary

Loretta Carollton the Demon Hunter, carelessly, gets herself trapped in a Demonic Demension; from where she will not be permitted to leave, unless she "Earns her horns" and becomes a demon herself.

Beelzebubia / Chapter 1

Chapter 1


Alone at last! Loretta thought. I’m home! I’ve finished dinner. Now I can relax.

Today as always at Demon Investigators, there’d been too much to do, not enough time, too much criticism, and never enough pay.

Today, on top of everything else, her manager James Manetti got a call from the Global Center of Anti-Demonic Operations. They said that they had lost track of most of the Potential Vampire Stakers. Over the past two months, they’d all just disappeared, from wherever they were in the world. No one had any idea where they were.

I have no idea, Loretta thought, what they expect Jimmy to do about it. He promised them that we’d all look into it, and see what we (meaning me) could come up with.

After he hung up, she’d asked Jimmy, “If the Global Center of Operations can’t find them, what do they expect from us?”

He’d shrugged and said, “Who knows?”

There’d also been another annoying call from the Feds; routinely asking again if we’d heard anything about the whereabouts of Sylvia Demarco. Sylvia, the former Vampire Staker, who’d been convicted of armed robbery and murder, had disappeared from her prison cell about a year ago. The Feds had no idea where she was. Nobody who worked at Demon Investigators, her former place of employment, had any idea where she was either.

This evening, 23 year old Loretta Carolton sat alone on the sofa in the living room of her apartment. She’d finished her dinner of canned ravioli that she’d heated in a microwaveable container in the microwave oven, and was now sipping from a half full glass of red wine.

The trim figured woman, with expensively coiffured black hair, remained dressed in the stylish white outfit that she'd worn to work that day. She'd turned on the TV and sat watching CNN.

I'm having wine with Wolf Blitzer again. She thought, I've got to get a life!

After the News, she switched to the Demonic Entertainment Network on Channel 666. That was recommended viewing for demon fighters, like herself and everyone else who worked for Demon Investigations. Tonight, something she saw might give her a clue as to the whereabouts of the missing Potential Stakers.

She now sat watching this week's episode of that Network's highly rated Travel Series: "Bloodthirsty Traveler". The show was a documentary. Everything she was about to see actually occurred.

The episode began, showing a narrow, winding trail, through a red colored jungle, shrouded in a yellow mist. A healthy, well-fed, full figured blonde woman in her mid-twenties, moved cautiously forward, dressed in only a pair of sandals. She carried a six-foot long spear in both hands.

She moved along looking to her right and left, trying to see through the thick foliage, while speaking softly; her voice picked up by a sensitive mike.

"The naked young woman sweated heavily in the hellish heat, as she walked along the path through the jungle behind her hut, without seeing the headhunter who was hiding in the dark red foliage to her left."

Then she quickly turned to her left and leveled the spear. A man sprang out of the jungle in front of her. He was naked and held a three-foot long machete raised high. The woman leaped forward with a loud cry, plunging the entire spearhead into his chest.

The man howled in agony. She yanked the spear out of a deep, bloody gash in his chest. Her entire spearhead was red with blood.

She stepped back, out of the man's way as he collapsed onto the trail in front of her, where he lay dead.

She now looked at the screen, smiled, and spoke in a laughing tone. "I couldn't actually see him. But he sure was making a lot of noise."

Then she said, "Welcome everyone. My name is Olivia Millstone, and this is 'Bloodthirsty Traveler'."

She knelt beside the man she'd just killed. He wore a belt with a few shrunken heads tied on it. She picked up the machete that was lying beside him, raised it up high, then brought the blade down fast, slashing it all the way through his neck.

"In this episode," she went on, "You're all invited to join us, as we tour the exotic, deadly and bizarrely beautiful Demonic Dimension, of headhunters, cannibals, ritual warfare and human sacrifices."

She gripped her spear in one hand, and picked up the man's head in the other. Then she stuck the point of her spear, up through his neck.

She stood up, held the spear with the impaled head high, while grinning broadly.

"Now!" She announced, "'Bloodthirsty Traveler', explores... Beelzebubia!"

The Show's opening credits came on. That was followed by a commercial break.

After the break, the viewers were shown various sites in and around Beelzebubia's Capitol City, Beelzebubapolis, while Olivia Millstone spoke the narration.

"Beelzebubapolis is a gleaming white city that swelters under a heavy orange sun and glaring green sky. The City is surrounded by lush red farmland, which stretches all the way to the active volcanic mountain range; 50 miles to the south and even further in all other directions.

"Beelzebubapolis is a City of museums, theaters, hotels, office buildings, libraries, and the University of Beelzebub."

Then she added, "Try saying 'Beelzebubapolis' three times, really fast."

In the living room of her apartment Loretta said quickly, "Beelzebubapolis. Beelzebubapolis. Beelzebubapolis. It's not that hard to say."

The viewers were then shown avenues lined with red fronded palm-trees, and Olivia Millstone browsing in elegant shops and art galleries. Then she was seated in a sidewalk restaurant, eating some very exotic foods, including what she said was human meat.

In Loretta Carolton' apartment, the overworked, underappreciated secretary, saw a caption appear on her TV screen saying, "Wouldn't you just love to have her job?"

On screen, Beelzebubapolis was also shown to be a City of one and two story, pastel painted stucco houses with orange tile roofs, on narrow streets paved with blue cobblestones. Open-air markets were found in every district. Olivia Millstone was shown haggling over the prices of exotic goods. The citizens all looked well fed and healthy, and none of them were shown to be wearing anything above the waist. Neither was Olivia Millstone.

Then in the afternoon, brown cumulous clouds gathered over the City. Sheet lightning flashed between the clouds, and lightning jolts stabbed the streets, killing pedestrians who were not under cover, each time they struck.

This was followed by a downpour of acidic rain, in which everyone who remained outside was killed. The bodies of everyone who'd been killed by the storm lay untouched where he or she fell, except for those who were pushed out of the way of traffic, then left by the sides of the streets.

After the day's touring, there was a night scene. The episode's vivacious hostess was seated at a table in a sidewalk restaurant. The remains of her dinner lay in a plate in front of her. A wineglass containing a red liquid was in her hand, and a young, local guy sat beside her, with his arm around her shoulder, casually stroking her bare breast with his fingers.

She now wore a light green skirt, hanging a quarter ways down her thighs, matching pumps on her feet, and a shrunken head dangled between her uncovered breasts, on a chain of human knuckle bones around her neck. She also wore earrings; a pair of bracelets and a hairclip, all carved from human bones.

"In the morning," she spoke to the camera; "the monthly Sacrifices to the Demons Moloch and Beelzebub will begin, during which many Celebrants will die. I will be among the Celebrants. That means there is a chance that you might actually get to watch me, your Guide, being killed on your TV screen. Those of you, who are regular viewers, know that if that does happen, I won't be the first 'Bloodthirsty Traveler' Tour Guide to whom that will have happened."

That's true. Loretta thought. The last Hostess for this Show was shown sinking into quicksand, until she'd totally disappeared, and the surface was smooth again. Other Hosts and Hostesses had been shown getting eaten by carnivorous beasts or plants; or dying in other colorfully entertaining ways.

On the TV, Olivia Millstone spoke laughing with a slurring voice. "And that's why they pay us those big bucks!

"Yeah--right! If we live to collect our salaries!

"Since I might die tomorrow," her voice continued to slur, as she leered. "I'm being a very bad girl tonight. I'm sitting here bare breasted; having just dined on well cooked human flesh. I've been drinking cocktails of human blood, mixed with 151 proof rum; and I am now extremely drunk. I am also very horny, and am going to be getting fu---I mean having casual, uncommitted, recreational sex with this studly guy who's got his arm around me, and giving my boobs a feel; whose name I'm not sure of, and who I will never see again after tonight.

"I promise that if I do survive the Celebration, I will go back to being a good girl; but tonight, I'm getting laid! Yeah! I can say it that way on Television! And I'm gonna be getting it good!"

On the TV Screen in Loretta's apartment, the same message appeared saying "Wouldn't you just love to have her job?"

Then the picture revealed the dark interior of Olivia Millstone's hotel room. The shot was focused on the shrunken heads of a man and a woman, dangling from a hook on the wall, above the headboard of the bed. The pair of heads was softly illuminated by light coming through the window.

Off screen the bed creaked rhythmically, while Olivia Millstone moaned. "Hmmmm! Hmmmm! Hmmmm! Hmmmm! Hmmmm! Hmmmmmmm! My pussy is coming! Oh! Aaaaaaaaaah!"

"Oh yeah!" Loretta laughed, "I would love to have her job. She lives good, eats good, and she gets to sleep really good too!"

On the TV Olivia shouted, "Hey! What are they recording this?"

The scene changed again. On screen there were shots of sunrise over the City, and people beginning to go about their morning tasks.

Olivia was shown seated alone, at the same table where she'd been in the earlier nighttime shot. A large cup of coffee was in front of her. She had a sour look on her face.

"It is now the morning after the night before. I am completely hung over and totally fu---- out. My studly partner from last night is gone. Never to be seen by me again. Believe me. From now on, I'm being a good girl."

She now sipped some coffee from the cup in front of her, and had an even sourer look on her face.
Then she announced, "Last night, all of us Celebrants here in Beelzebubapolis, were having what might be our final fling. Today we're getting down to business! So let the Sacrifices begin!"

This was followed by a sequence featuring different acts of human sacrifice; all narrated by a clear voiced Olivia Millstone.

The sequence began with the Decapitation of two smiling Sacred Maidens, as Voluntary Sacrifices to the Demons Moloch and Beelzebub. This was followed by the deaths of 200 beautiful women, who were sacrificed with arrows through their breasts. This was followed by an equal number of men being hanged, and children tossed onto spears.

After this, male and female gladiators fought to the death in a local sports stadium. Olivia Millstone took part in this event. She fought among a group of women holding swords and shields, while again dressed in only a pair of sandals. She actually got to kill two opponents.

As she watched this sequence, Loretta recognized the Squad's Leader. She was Sylvia Demarco; the criminal Vampire Staker. She had disappeared from her prison cell about a year ago. Nobody had any idea where she was.

That'd be something to report to Demon Investigators.

As the day's events went on, there were unexpected fatalities among participants and spectators. Then there were deadly fireworks in the evening.

There was also music, dancing and feasting on the roast meat of those who'd been sacrificed.

"And More!" According to Olivia Millstone.

Then the episode went to the following day. Olivia Millstone stood naked in the shimmering heat waves, in the middle of Beelzebubapolis' Main Central Plaza, with the bodies of the sacrificed dis-played in the background.

She smiled pleasantly. "It's now a week since that opening sequence." She touched a dark object tied on her belt, with the fingers of her right hand. "This is the shrunken head of the man I killed then.

"The Sacrifices are completed. The Celebration has ended, and I have survived. Things are returning to normal here in Beelzebubapolis. From here, we'll be going down to the seaside resort town of Port Lucifer, where...Kuhn!"

An arrow had been shot through her left breast, gone through her lung, and was now poking out her back.

She looked at the feathers on the end of the shaft that was sticking out of a small bloody patch on her breast.

She muttered, "Oh sh---."

Then she looked back at the screen, and spoke with a raspy, gasping voice.

"Some folks are still celebrating!"

She made a choking sound. Blood came out of her mouth. She shut her eyes and collapsed.

The screen now framed the dead, naked "Bloodthirsty Traveler" Hostess Olivia Millstone, lying on the pavement in the Main Central Plaza of the City of Beelzebubapolis, with the shaft of an arrow sticking out of her breast.

On screen, Sylvia the convicted criminal Vampire Staker stepped in front of the camera, carrying a crossbow and had a quiver of arrows tossed over her shoulders. She stood above the body of Olivia Millstone and smirked.

Then she looked at the camera and spoke.

"I killed this bimbo for f---ing my husband the night before last! On television! I want all of you people who are watching to remember this! Any of you bimbos who come here to Beelzebubia, and want to go around f---ing our husbands, this is what'll happen to you!"

As Loretta Carolton sat on the sofa watching, she said, "That's why this Show gets such high ratings."

The same message again appeared on the TV screen. "Wouldn't you love to have her job?"

"You better believe it!" Loretta joked, "I'd get to travel to exotic locales. I'd be living good, eating good, getting laid by hunky studs. Sure I'd end up as a sexy naked corpse, but it'd be worth it!"

Then she rapidly repeated "Beelzebubapolis. Beelzebubapolis. Beelzebubapolis."

Then she said, "It's not that hard to say three times fast."

The following morning, Loretta stepped out of her apartment, dressed for work. As soon as she shut the front door, she found herself standing outside the door to a thatched hut that stood beside a trail, through a red colored jungle.

She looked at herself. She was naked except for a pair of sandals, and was gripping a six-foot long spear in both hands.

I should have known. She thought. I was watching the Demon Network, and I made a wish. Then I twice repeated a demon's name three times. I of all people should have known better.

Then she sighed, shrugged and stepped away from the hut, turned a corner in the trail and kept moving forward.

Then she spoke. "The naked young woman sweated heavily in the hellish heat, as she walked along the path, through the dark red jungle behind her hut, without seeing the headhunter, who was hiding in the foliage to her left."

Then she quickly turned to her left, and leveled the spear. A man sprang out of the jungle in front of her. He was naked and held a three-foot long machete raised high. Loretta leaped forward with a loud cry, plunging the entire spearhead into his chest.

The man howled in agony. She yanked the spear out of a deep, bloody gash in his chest. Her entire spearhead was red with blood.

Loretta stepped back, out of the man's way as he collapsed onto the trail in front of her, where he lay dead.

She now looked up, smiled, and spoke in a laughing tone. "I couldn't actually see him. But he sure was making a lot of noise."

Then she said, "Welcome everyone. My name is Loretta Carolton, and this is 'Bloodthirsty Traveler'."

Beelsebubia / Chapter 2

                                                                                                     

Loretta stood naked above the dead guy's headless body, holding the spear. His head that dripped blood was impaled upon the point.

"Now!" She cheerfully announced, "'Bloodthirsty Traveler', explores ... Beelzebubia!"

Then she stopped smiling. She looked around herself at the dark red foliage surrounding her on both sides of the narrow trail, rising high above her, cutting off her view of the sky. She saw the black muddy trail ahead of her, and the yellow mist that engulfed her body, while she sweated heavily in a heat that really was "hellish"; rising from below the ground. She looked down at the dead guy. Then up at his head on the point of her spear. Then she looked around for anyone.

Who am I saying this to? She wondered, I've just said the same words that the Hostess of that Demonic Travel Show said to a TV camera and microphone. I don't see any camera or microphone.

Then Loretta called out, "Hello!" Her voice trembled. "Whoever you are who's doing this! Okay! You've caught me!"

She began whimpering. "Now I've heard about a lot of bad things that happen to girls like me, who get captured by demons, and trapped in Demonic Dimensions. I have no idea what you're gonna do to me, but whatever it is, please don't get me pregnant with any of your demon spawn again! I've had enough of that!"

Loretta listened. She heard no sound; not even a breeze rustled the foliage. All she did was stand there, above the guy she'd just killed, while sweating in the heat that rose from below her. She wondered if someone else was hiding in the foliage.

She called out again, "Remember the wish! I said that I wish I had the life of that TV Show's Hostess! That did not involve her getting pregnant! Is that okay with you? If it's not, just kill me now!"

She waited, and watched trembling, while listening and bracing herself for a fatal blow. After about a minute she hadn't died.

No answer. She wondered, Does that mean that whoever the Demon is, that's doing this to me, has accepted my terms? Maybe it means that he doesn't care what I've said, and he'll make me the mother of his demon spawn anyway? Maybe it means that he isn't there or that nobody is?

Okay then. Let's see where this trail's heading.

Then "Bloodthirsty Traveler" Loretta Carolton, stepped over the headless guy's corpse, and moved forward along the trail. The ground underfoot was warm. She'd gone about a half dozen steps, when her feet sank into the very warm black mud, up to her ankles.

"Quicksand." Her voice continued trembling. "Of course. Wouldn't be much of a Demons' Dimension, without a naked woman sinking into quicksand, would it? Fun's already started."

She took two more steps, and sank in over her ankles. Then she tried to pull her feet out, and sank down to the middle of her calves. Now Loretta began to panic. She tried to push against the thick, hot, gritty muck with her feet, and sank in over her knees. She tried to kick her way loose, and went in even deeper, up to her hips. The muck around her legs was very tight, hot and she had no idea how far she'd sink, before she reached the bottom.

"Okay!" She shouted with full panic in her voice. "I get it! You don't accept my terms! I don't care! They're not gonna change! I'd rather be dead, than have another demon baby growing inside me!"

She sank in further, up to her waist in the quicksand, and continued to sink.

"I'm still not having any of your demon spawn!"

Now she was up to her breasts in the muck.

She began screaming at the top of her voice. "I thought I was gonna have that TV Hostess' life! She didn't die like this! That means I'm not supposed to die like this either! There's nobody here to watch me die; but millions of people saw her get killed on TV! Isn't that supposed to happen to me too?"

Loretta continued sinking deeper. The hot, tight, gritty muck rose over her breasts, and reached her shoulders.

Again she thought, maybe nobody really is watching or listening.

She heard a loud crack to her right, followed by the sound of creaking and of a heavy object crashing through the shrubbery. A red leafed tree came crashing down through the foliage toward her. She shut her eyes, and threw her forearms across the top of her head, shielding her skull and made a final scream, preparing to get pounded to the bottom of the quicksand.

The tree smacked down onto the trail, right in front of her face, just missing her head.

Loretta opened her eyes, still screaming. She raised her forearms and grabbed onto the narrow tree trunk in front of her. Then with a firm grip on the trunk, she slowly pulled herself up out of the quicksand and rolled sideways, stretching out along its length.

She lay there whimpering and panting, looking at the narrow hole that she'd made in the quicksand. As she watched, the mud slowly smoothed over the spot, where she would now be drowning, with hot, gritty muck in her lungs, if the tree hadn't fallen just where and when it did.

She waited until the mud smoothed over, and again looked solid enough to walk on. She had caught her breath.

Then she wondered, What do I do now? Is there quicksand on both sides of this tree trunk? Am I trapped here? Well I can't stay here, and I can't go back. If I go back, I'll die. If I go forward, I'll probably die too.

I'll go forward. First I'll go sideways. I'll move around the muddy patches, while gripping onto the foliage along the side of the trail, and stepping on the roots. At least that'll get me to...Get me to where? To whatever's at the end of the trail; whatever that is. Probably something that'll kill me.

That's okay. Let him, or her, or it, try. Killing me has never been easy. Yes it has. I've just always had Jimmy Manetti around, or Michelle the Vampire Staker who’s not a convicted criminal. Now, neither Jimmy or Michelle is here. That means I am gonna die.

Okay then! I won't be a wussy about it! I'll die fighting! Kill as many of them as I can first!

She looked around for her spear, with the dead guy's head on the point. She didn't see it.

It's probably deep down inside the hot gritty muck, with my sandals. So I won't die fighting. I'll just die, but I won't be a wussy about it.

It's time to go.

She got up on her hands and knees, and crawled along the tree trunk for a few feet, to the side of the trail. Then she gripped the trunk of a standing tree, and pulled herself up onto her bare feet.

Loretta began moving sideways, stepping from tree roots to tree roots with her bare feet. She only had to go several yards, with her hands gripping the tree trunks, until she came to where the black muddy patch ended and a layer of thick red grass carpeted the trail.

She stepped out into thick carpeting, and with her bare feet hurting. She resumed walking away from the quicksand, and the headless guy she'd killed. Then she went around a bend in the trail.

Here Loretta's way was completely blocked by a gigantic, open red venus flytrap. The carnivorous plant's open pod stretched out across the trail, rising halfway to her knees. That was the height at which she could easily trip and fall inside. Each side of the pod was as long and as wide as a door. If she fell into it, the plant would snap shut around her entire torso, and also parts of her upper arms, thighs and head. She didn't know if she'd be able to fight her way out. If not, she might die very slowly, and she had no idea how much that would hurt.

Beyond this plant, another venus flytrap was snapped shut, around a very large bulge. A woman's forearms stretched out limp, from between the plant's overlapping fronds, pointing in Loretta's direction. The dark hair on the top her head was visible. The woman's handbag lay on the ground to the side of that second plant. On the opposite end of the bulging pod, the woman's feet were sticking out pointing downward, with a pair of blue denim slacks hanging from them.

Slacks and a handbag. Loretta thought, clothing and maybe items I'll need. Probably some money. Credit or debit cards? Do they accept credit cards in a demon dimension? Why not? They were invented in one of them, weren't they?

Now how do I get around this plant that eats women, to get to the handbag and jeans?

Loretta looked around. There was a large grey stone at her feet. She reached down, picked it up with both hands. It was very heavy. She raised the stone over the plant, and then dropped it into the center of the open flytrap. Both sides of the pod immediately snapped shut. Loretta rushed around the first plant and came to the handbag, lying beside the bulging pod of the second.

Loretta stooped down, picked up the large, slightly worn, dark green handbag, and looked inside. There was a wallet, lipstick, comb, hairbrush, and other items. She opened the wallet. It contained four twenty dollar bills, two fives and three singles; all U.S. currency. It also contained a pair of ATM cards. In the handbag, there was also a pair of mailed notifications, with the cards' pin numbers, advising the owner to "Memorize this number then destroy this form."

The pin numbers had been mailed to a "Paula Ramsey, Beverly Hills, California."

Loretta then put the cards back in the wallet. Then she put the wallet and the notifications back in the handbag.

She spoke to the woman inside the bulging red pod. "I hope you won't mind me using these Miss or Mrs., or Ms Ramsey, but since you're dead, you won't need them anymore; and as long I'm still alive, which probably won't be for all that long, I will need them."

Loretta then moved over to where the woman's feet were sticking out of the plant, and removed the pair of denim slacks that were hanging from them. This uncovered a pair of sneakers on her feet.

Loretta held the slacks up against herself. They would fit very comfortably. She slid into the slacks. Then she reached over, untied the sneakers, removed them from the dead woman's feet, and put them on her own.

"Sorry again Miss or Mrs. Ramsey," she said, "but you're not gonna be needing these either."

Loretta asked the giant flytrap, "Does this make me your accomplice in murder and robbery, or are you mine?"

Then Loretta stepped away from the flytrap, with the dead Miss or Mrs. or Ms. Ramsey melting in its mouth, and continued on her way along the red grass carpeted trail.

Now how do I get back to L.A.? Loretta wondered. If I try to go back the way I came, I'd have to avoid getting swallowed alive by a giant venus flytrap. Then avoid getting swallowed alive by quicksand, and then avoid getting my head chopped off by some headhunter. If I manage to avoid all that, then what? If I get back to the door of that thatched hut, open it and step through the doorway, will my apartment still be on the other side? Will the thatched hut still be there? If it is, will it eat me?

I'm getting totally paranoid!

"’Well just because you're paranoid, it doesn't mean they aren't out to get you.’"

The trail through the dark red jungle made a sharp turn to the right. Loretta stepped around it, and heard a loud distant rumbling. The ground beneath her feet began trembling.

She thought, Quicksand again? No. The ground's staying solid. It's a minor earthquake, like we have in California all the time. Even the rumbling. Except that this rumbling is much louder than you'd expect to get from a tremor this small.

She followed a turn to the left, and saw the end of the trail. There was an opening in the jungle, and a bright greenish light ahead.

Loretta hurried along the earthquaking trail toward the opening, thinking, This is where I'll get killed, just when I'm within reach of safety.

She reached the end of the trail and stepped through the opening, out of the dark red jungle.

Beelzebubia / Chapter 3

Chapter 3


Loretta had stepped out onto a hillside, overlooking a broad red valley, under a bright yellowish green sky. This Dimension's heavy orange sun crushed down on her, feeling like its edge was pressed against the ground. A few brown, cumulous clouds were gathered around the jagged peaks of a dark mountain range that rose on her left, stretching in a line to where it's furthest peaks rose above the far horizon. The third mountain furthest from where she stood was an active volcano, with black smoke rising out of its rumbling crater. This was the source of the distant rumbling that caused the ground beneath her feet to tremble.

A hot, dry breeze blew, and heat wave mirage puddles shimmered on the path, that came out of the jungle, and went through a field of red grass and weeds.
The path now consisted of crushed, gray gravel. It went a few hundred feet, to where it reached a two lane, black asphalt road. Just before the path reached the road, the gravel widened out into a parking lot in front of a bright yellow thatched cabana on the right, with a sign identifying the establishment as

 

"Cannibal Snacks."


A Cadillac Convertible was the only vehicle in the parking lot. A small number of cars and trucks passed along the roadway at irregular intervals.

Cannibal Snacks was a lunch stand, with four tables under a thatched roof. There were vending machines, dispensing snacks and drinks, at the back of the cabana. One table was occupied by three anxious looking young women in their mid teens. Each girl was dressed in only a pair of slacks and sneakers, and had a mug containing a red liquid with a foamy head, on the table in front of her. Their handbags lay beside their drinks. As Loretta approached them, the three girls looked at her uneasily.

She came up to them and said, "Hi. I'm Loretta Carolton."

The three forced nervous smiles. Two of them were blonde. The other had curly dark hair, and wore glasses.

"Hi Loretta." One of the blondes spoke with a trembling voice. "I'm Julianna Collins."

The other blonde spoke just as nervously. "I'm Kate Nellington."

The dark haired girl with the glasses was as tense as the other two. She said, "Wendy Edelstein here."

Loretta again said, "Hi." Then she said, "I come from L.A. But I first arrived there from Sangreville, California."

The three remained tense.

Julianna told her, "Beverly Hills here."

"Sangreville?" Wendy spoke, "You came from the Hellmouth?"

"That's what some people call Sangreville; but it's really not all that bad."

"I wasn't talking about Sangreville." She pointed back along the way Loretta had just come. "I meant the Hellmouth right over there."

Loretta looked back toward the Jungle. Above the opening that she'd just stepped through, she saw a sign saying,

 

"From Beneath You
it Devours"

 

Loretta said, "I used to hear that saying a lot, when I lived in Sangreville."

The girl name Kate said, "It's even more accurate here."

"Will one of you please tell me," Loretta asked, "Exactly where is 'here'?"

Wendy told her, "We are at the edge of a Demonic Dimension, Loretta. Welcome to Beelzebubia."

Loretta nodded, "I was afraid of that. Last night I was watching a travel show on the Demon Network. I made a wish..."

"You too huh?" Julianna said, "So did we. Then we spoke the name 'Beelzebub' three times. That was three weeks ago."

"Now we've had enough!" Kate told her, "They want to make us fight each other to the death, as women gladiators!"

Wendy added, "While dressed in only our shoes!"

Loretta said, "I think I'm gonna be taking part in that myself; but I'm gonna be able to handle it."

"Sure." said Julianna. "That's 'cause you belong here. We don't. You're gonna try to kill strangers, who are gonna be trying to kill you. But the people in charge of us, want us to kill each other, and we're just not gonna do that."

Kate told her, "We're on our way back to Beverly Hills, and our boy-friends. We've been looking for a way out, and we were told about this spot."

"This spot?" Loretta asked, "Where you might get devoured from beneath? And that's not just a figure of speech. There's quicksand, and giant plants that eat people, and who knows how many head-hunters!"

"It's worth the risk," Kate told her.

Julianna and Wendy both nodded in agreement.

Kate added, "And so is my boyfriend Kevin."

Julianna said, "And so is Ted. My boyfriend."

Wendy added, "And Gregory Ramsey," she smiled nervously "who I'd like to be my boyfriend."

"And then there's his sister Paula." Kate spoke. "Paula Ramsey came here with us from Beverly Hills. She's got a thing for Kevin too, and she was going back with us. She went on into the jungle first. She said she was going on ahead, to scout it out for us. I think she's just gone on ahead, to reach Kevin first."

Julianna said, "She and Paula would have fought to the death over Kevin, if he was here."

"But he's not!" Kate shouted, "He's back in Beverly Hills, along with Ted and Gregory!"

Now Loretta told the three, "If any of you try to go through there," She pointed back along the trail. "there's a strong chance that none of you will live to meet any of your boyfriends again."

Wendy told Loretta, "You just made it through there alive."

Loretta told her, "But your friend Paula Ramsey didn't!"

Wendy gasped and all three of them looked horrified.

Now Julianna pointed. "And you're holding Paula's handbag!"

Loretta took two steps back.

Julianna's voice was angry. "And you're wearing her slacks! And that looks like her sneakers on your feet!"

Loretta backed up another step.

Julianna asked angrily, "Did you kill her?"

Loretta shook her head. "No! No! She was already dead! A giant plant was eating her!"

The three girls from Beverly Hills got up out of their chairs, looking angry.
They moved around the table and began to approach Loretta. She took a few more steps back.

Kate shouted, "A giant plant my ass! What'd it spit out her clothes, 'cause they're inedible?"

"That's how it looked to me."

Loretta heard a loud twang behind her back. An arrow zoomed past her, striking Kate directly between her breasts. Kate cried out and fell dead.

From behind her, Loretta heard a woman shout with a voice that sounded familiar. "You pussies leave her alone!"

Julianna and Wendy faced the jungle, from where the arrow had been shot. They both looked terrified.

Loretta turned to see what terrified them.

A woman in her early twenties approached them along the gravel trail. Her hair was black, and she had a hard expression on her face. She carried a crossbow in both hands. A quiver of arrows was slung over her left shoulder, with its strap going between her bare breasts. All she wore was a pair of black shorts. A machete and three shrunken heads were tied on her belt. She had sneakers on her feet.

She raised the crossbow and shouted. "Get out of the way Loretta!"
Loretta backed away from Wendy and Julianna.

The woman shot the crossbow again. An arrow stabbed deep through Wendy's chest.
She screamed and died.

Julianna stood trembling, with her hands at her side.

"We weren't gonna hurt her!" She pleaded. "We were just talking."

"That's not what this is about! Nobody told you pussies that you can leave! Now none of you are leaving!"

The woman shot the crossbow again. This third arrow stabbed the squealing
Julianna through the heart killing her.

Loretta stood trembling above the bodies of the girls from Beverly Hills, while the woman who lowered the crossbow, walked up to the unkilled Loretta.

"Relax Loretta." She said, "These pussies are dead. Nobody's doing you any harm while I'm around."

Loretta said, "Sylvia?"

"That's right." The woman told her, "And everything between you and me's gonna be okay from now on."

Loretta stood with her hands open toward the dead girls. She spoke with a shaky voice.

"You said you were killing them so they couldn't leave. Is this what you'll do to me, if I try to leave?"

"Anyone who tries to kill you'll get killed by me first. These three pussies were wussies. You're not. If you were, there'd now be four dead pussies lying here; but you don't belong with them. You're okay as far as I can see."

"Thank you. I think."

Now Sylvia rested the crossbow across her right shoulder, holding it in her right hand.

She said, "Before you and me get going, I think you ought to go to the ladies room around the side, and get yourself cleaned up. When we get to Beelzebubapolis, you'll want to look presentable."

"Presentable?"

"Well right now, you look like you had a rough time in the jungle."

"I did." The woman told her, "I sank into quicksand over my boobs."

"Looks that way, both below and above 'em. Hate to say it, but if I was a guy, there's no way I'd want to fuck you."

Loretta hurried around the corner of the cabana, where there was a pair of restrooms. She went in the ladies room, turned on the light, and looked in the mirror.

"Eeeew! Gross!" She laughed, "She's right! I wouldn’t want to fuck me either."

She cleaned herself up as best she could at the sink. Then she stepped back outside.

Sylvia was seated at a different table, from where the girls from Beverly Hills had sat. She was drinking the same red foamy beverage that they'd been drinking, from a mug.

The dead girls remained where they'd fallen, with the arrows sticking out of their chests; but their heads were gone.

Loretta asked Sylvia, "You chopped their heads off?"

The woman looked in the direction of the convertible. "They're in the back seat, in a clear plastic bag. Once we get to Beelzebubapolis, I'll have 'em shrunk, so you can hang 'em on your belt."

"You want me to wear shrunken heads on my belt?"

"Well you want to be properly accessorized, don't you?"

"Accessorized?"

"Right." Sylvia told her, "In this Dimension a woman just doesn't go any place without at least one shrunken head on her belt."

"Of course not!" Loretta smiled. "I'll be sure to keep that in mind."

Then Sylvia gulped down the last few mouthfuls from the mug, stood up and pointed toward the table where the three dead girls had been seated.

"They won't be needing those handbags anymore, so let's grab 'em. See what money or ATM cards they were carrying, and if we might be able to use 'em."

"What?"

"Same thing you were just doin' back there in the jungle; or so I just overheard."

Loretta asked, "You mean killing people and stealing from them isn't against the law here?"

"Nah." Sylvia leered. "Here in Beelzebubia, it's everyone for himself, or herself; or for whatever gang you're a member of."

"Oh. I see. Does that mean you want to make me a member of your gang?"

"You'd be a welcome addition," Sylvia said, "but the one who sent me here to meet you might have other plans."

"Someone sent you to meet me? They knew I was coming?"

"You want to grab those handbags Loretta?"

Loretta stepped around the bodies of the dead girls, went over to the table, and picked up all three of their handbags, while Sylvia went over to the convertible, opened the left front door, slid in behind the wheel and shut the door.

Whichever one of the dead girls had been driving, she'd left the key in the ignition. Sylvia started the engine. Loretta came over carrying all three handbags, got into the right front seat and shut the door, while Sylvia put the car into gear.

Loretta looked back at the three corpses. "What about them?"

"Don't worry. 'From beneath them it devours.'" Sylvia grinned. "They're good looking pussy, and here in Beelzebubia, good looking pussy like them and us, are every Thing's favorite food."

"Us?"

Sylvia halted the car at the edge of the parking lot. Then she made a left turn, and drove along the winding, two lane, asphalt road, pass-ing under the branches of tall trees that were thick with broad red leaves, and drove past farmland, where growing red crops had been planted in rows.

Loretta had dropped two of the handbags at her feet, beside the one she'd picked up in the jungle. Now she was going through the one on her lap.

"You're right." She said, "This one's got lots of cash, and more than a dozen credit and debit cards. I just can't find their pin numbers."

"No problem girl." Sylvia told her, "I know someone who can find that out for us, for a small percentage."

"What am I doing?" Loretta dropped the wallet she'd been holding, back in the handbag and snapped it shut. "I've only been in this Demon Dimension for about an hour, and I'm already turning into a major class A felon?"

Sylvia chuckled. "Like I said Loretta, you're no wussy pussy, like those Beverly Hills bimbos. They won't be needing them any more. You're okay and fine with me; and you'll be that way with all the okay people here."

Now Loretta said, "So this is where you've been. After you broke out of jail a year ago, no one's had any idea of what became of you."

"I didn't actually 'break out'." Sylvia told her. "I was broken out. You see, I was on my bunk in my cell, watching some rerun on the TV that was facing my cell. Then without me doing a thing, the picture changed, and I was watching the Demon Network. There was this Travel Show that was exploring Beelzebubia.
There was a tour show hostess, and a message came on saying, 'Wouldn't you love to have her job?'

"I was sitting in a prison cell, so of course I said yes. I also said that I didn't really want her job, but I'd have loved to be where she was."

Loretta asked, "Did you repeat the name of Beelzebub three times?"

"So you know how it works?"

The woman nodded. "Same thing happened to me; except that I was in my living room in L.A., not a prison cell; and it looks like I do have her job; but her job ended with her getting killed."

Sylvia said, "I suppose that means that you want to get back to L.A., quick as a bunny, don't you?"

"Yeah. If staying here's gonna get me killed, I do; but if I try to leave, won't that get me killed too, like those three pussies back there? I can't believe I just said that word."

"It doesn't have to be that way girl. I know some people, who might be able to help get you a real job, instead of just some temporary gig."

"A real job?" Loretta said, "Back in L.A. I was working full time for Demon Investigators."

Sylvia told her, "I'm sure you'll have no problem fitting right in here."

"I'm not sure if I want to 'fit right in'."

"Give it a chance Loretta. You might actually get to like it here in Beelzebubia, so much that you won't want to go back. I know I don't, and that's not just 'cause I'd be going back to jail. I know that Beelzebubia's got a stupid sounding name, but that don't really matter. What matters is that this is my kind of Dimension; and Beelzebubapolis is my kind of town. You might get to feel the same way yourself. What do you think?"

Loretta said, "What do I think? I think I'm gonna be a dead TV Travel Show Hostess, by the end of the week!"

Sylvia told her, "Don't be so sure."

Loretta told her, "When the message asked if I'd love to have her job, I didn't just say yes. I said, 'You better believe it! I'd be living good, eating good, and sleeping really good, and if I do end up as a sexy corpse, it'd be worth it.'"

"Like I said Loretta girl, Beelzebubapolis is your kind of town."

"But I was joking! I didn't really mean it!"

Beelzebubia / Chapter 4

Chapter 4


Flashes of dazzling blue lightning slashed and thundered around the skyscrapers of downtown Beelzebubapolis. The lightning flashed and thundered all around Sylvia and Loretta, while they drove along the City's avenues, with the convertible's top still open.

Loretta spoke nervously. "Aren't you gonna put the top up? There might be a downpour of acid rain at any moment!"

"Don't worry about that Loretta. Look up in the sky. There's not a cloud to be seen. It's all just lightning."

"But don't we need a shield against the lightning?"

"The tires are rubber. That's all the insulation we need."

"But what if..."

"Loretta!" Sylvia ordered, "Don't be a wussy!"

"How is that being a..."

"You saw what happens to girls who are."

Loretta stiffened. Then she nodded. "Right."

What's going on? Loretta wondered. I'm riding in a stolen car, with Sylvia, who's already been convicted of multiple murders? I've just seen her murder three teenage girls, and then I helped steal their handbags, containing their money and credit cards. Now I'm riding in their stolen car, with their heads in the backseat, in a clear plastic bag, and I'm expecting to profit from all these crimes. That makes me an accessory to murder, robbery and grand theft auto. Do those things really go unpunished in this Dimension, like Sylvia said?

Just how much should I believe about what Sylvia tells me?

"Look." Sylvia told her, "Nobody else is worried."

The traffic had stopped for a red light. Loretta looked at the bare chested pedestrians moving along the sidewalks on both sides of the avenue. They moved about casually, as they went in and out of the small shops, paying no attention to the dazzling flashes that thundered all around them.

The traffic light changed to green, and they moved ahead with the traffic.

They were driving through the middle of Downtown Beelzebubapolis, and reached the City's Central Plaza. The Temple of Beelzebub, a massive, five-tiered stepped pyramid, stood on the Plaza's north side. A grand stairway ascended along the front, across all five tiers, from the pavement to the apex.

A girl in her mid-teens stood on the apex, between a pair of vertical stakes, to which her outstretched arms were tied by the wrists. She was not struggling.
Loretta asked Sylvia, "What, no mass immolations?"

"This isn't a holiday."

"Oh."

"She's the daily Sacrifice. She'll be standing there all day, as a sign of assurance, that all is well in the City of Beelzebubapolis."

Loretta said, "All day?"

A dazzling, thundering lightning bolt, struck the top of the Pyramid, at the exact spot where the Maiden was tied, killing her.

As the thunder began to fade, the dead girl sank forward, but was upheld by the chords, and remained standing where she died, for all her fellow citizens to see.

Now the sky was clear and green. The lightning and thunder had ceased.

"That pussy was no wussy." Sylvia said, "All is well in Beelzebubapolis."

"That's comforting to know."

They drove on out of the Downtown, and went on until they reached a residential district, with one and two story, pastel colored stucco buildings, standing along narrow streets paved with blue cobblestones that shimmered in the sweltering heat. There were narrow sidewalks, only wide enough for one pedestrian at a time. Each house had a narrow doorway and a few small windows. Few cars were parked along the streets of this neighborhood.

Sylvia pulled over to the right, and parked in front of a narrow doorway, in the bright yellow wall of a two story structure. A wooden sign hung from a cast iron rod above the doorway, identifying the establishment as, 


Sylvia's
Academy
”.


"Well here we are Loretta." Sylvia told her, "This is where you'll be staying for a while."

"An Academy?" The woman asked, "Just what do they teach here anyway?"

"Girls." Sylvia told her, "We teach girls who just fell off the turnip truck, like you just did. This is where they learn what every young woman should know, about getting along in this Demonic Dimension."

"I remember," Loretta told her, "When I was watching the Demon Network. I thought I recognized you, as the captain of a girl's gladiator team."

"Yeah. Athletic competition is part of our curriculum."

"And the three pus...I mean the girls you killed, up by Cannibal Snacks, told me that they were going to be forced to fight each other to the death, as gladiators."

Sylvia said, "I bet you're hungry. Let's get inside."

The two of them got out of the car. Loretta carried all four handbags, while 
Sylvia carried her crossbow. She reached into the back of the vehicle, and picked up the clear plastic bag with the three girls' heads inside. They locked the doors. Then Sylvia raised the top, locked it in place and took the keys with her.

"We don't want some unethical person stealing this," she said, "before I bring it back to the rental office. Can't get the deposit refunded that way."

Then she and Loretta went over to the Academy's door.

Sylvia asked, "So how's everyone back in L.A.? How's Jimmy, that hunk of a vampire that you've got for a boss?"

Loretta replied, "Still a hunk."

"And I can't believe you're not vampire yet." Sylvia told her, "You been working for the guy for almost two years, and you're still alive?"

"I find it hard to believe myself, sometimes."

"Hey girl, if I had a hunk like him for a boss, I'd have been giving him wham-bam thank you ma'am within a week. I know I'd have never got out from under him alive," she chuckled, "but what a way to go!"

Sylvia rang the doorbell.

From behind the door they heard a woman call out, "Just a minute!"

Loretta told her, "Well Jimmy and I are always careful."

"Careful?" Sylvia laughed. "I was told that according to the Gypsy curse, if he has one moment of pure pleasure or true contentment, he'll lose his soul again and go back to being evil."

"That's according to the Gypsy curse;" Loretta smirked, "but no guy's ever had pure pleasure or contentment with me."

Now the door opened inward. A girl in her mid teens, with black hair and a full figure, stood in the doorway. She was dressed in only a short blue skirt that reached a third way down her thighs and matching shoes. She held an armed crossbow at waist height, pointing it at Sylvia's breasts.

Sylvia was startled, "Paula?"

The girl said, "Hi Sylvia."

Then she shot the crossbow. The arrow stabbed deep between Sylvia's left breast and her breastbone. Sylvia cried out, dropping both her crossbow and the bag with the heads, while she collapsed and then lay stretched out dead on the sidewalk.

The crossbow held by the girl named Paula, reset itself with a new arrow, that she aimed Loretta's breasts.

She asked, "Are you Loretta?"

Loretta stood there holding the four handbags and nodded. There was panic in her voice. "That's right."

"Come inside."

She stepped through the doorway, into a large, four sided, two story tall, rectangular red garden courtyard with a splashing fountain in the center, surrounded by tables set under umbrellas. Private rooms with numbers on their doors faced out onto the courtyard. There were a few round tables, where about two dozen teenage girls were seated or standing, talking casually with each other. They were all dressed like Paula, in short skirts and matching footwear.

Loretta entered the courtyard ahead of Paula, who had the crossbow pointed at her back. Three girls got up from one table, and hurried over to them. They were Kate, Wendy and Julianna. They all had angry looks on their faces.

Now Paula called out, "I just killed that pussy Sylvia!"

Kate, Wendy and Julianna cheered, while the other girls looked at each other uneasily.

Now the four from Beverly Hills surrounded Loretta.

Julianna said, "This pussy's holding our handbags!"

"Here!" Loretta stretched her arms forward. "We didn't spend any of your money, or use any of your ATM cards."

Julianna, Kate and Wendy each grabbed her own handbag away from Loretta's grasp. Kate also grabbed Paula's handbag, and handed it back to her.

Now Paula told Loretta, "You're wearing my slacks! And my sneakers!"

Loretta turned to face her. "But you were lying dead, inside the pod of a giant venus flytrap, that was eating you...slowly. You didn't look like you'd be needing them any..."

Julianna laughed. "Things are kind of strange, when you first get to this Dimension."

"'Kind' of strange?" Loretta shouted, "The sky is green! Plants eat people! 
There's lightning, when there are no clouds in the sky! I saw you three get killed by Sylvia, about an hour and a half ago. Then she chopped your heads off; and Paula here was being eaten by a giant venus flytrap. Then when we showed up here, she was waiting for us, and she killed Sylvia; and you three, who Sylvia killed, were waiting for us to show up too? Your heads are back on 
your bodies, while your heads are also in a plastic bag? And that's just the beginning of 'kind of strange'!"

Kate chuckled. "It does take a while to get used to things here."

"Never mind that!" Paula shouted, "I'm alive now, and I do need my slacks and sneakers; so get out of them now!"

Loretta asked, "Now? You mean right here?"

"That's right." Paula shoved the crossbow up against her breast. "Either get naked or get dead."

Paula took a step back. Kate, Wendy and Julianna all checked through their returned handbags, while Loretta knelt down. She untied the sneakers and removed them. Then she quickly unbuckled the belt, unzipped the jeans, and pulled them off. Then she stood up naked, kicking the slacks and sneakers toward Paula.

Julianna said, "All my money's here."

"So's mine." Kate told Paula.

Wendy added, "Same here."

Paula handed the crossbow to Kate, who continued pointing it at Loretta; while Paula looked through her own handbag.

"None of this has been spent." She said, "The car's outside. Let's get going."
Kate still pointed the crossbow at Loretta.

She asked, "Do you want me to kill this pussy?"

Paula repeated, "Let's get going!"

Paula, Kate, Wendy and Julianna then hurried out the door, carrying the crossbow and their handbags, along with the slacks and sneakers that Loretta had just removed.

Loretta's feet hurt against the patio's slate floor. She heard the engine of the car that Sylvia had just parked outside. Then she heard the car drive off.

Now a tall, slim figured girl with long dark hair, rose up from beside a table, and hurried over to Loretta.

"Hi." she spoke with an Hispanic accent. "I'm Juanita. Did you just arrive in this Dimension?"

"Yes." Loretta felt disoriented. "A little more than three or four hours ago. Everything here's upside down, inside out and backwards."

She walked with Juanita over to the table where she'd been sitting. A blonde girl with a round face and round figure was seated there.

Juanita said, "This is Francine."

"Hi Francine. I'm Loretta."

Francine gave her a shy smile.

"So Loretta," Juanita asked "are you okay now?"

"Am I what?" Loretta shouted, "Am I 'okay'? Will you look at me! I'm anything but okay!"

The woman from L.A., who'd just arrived at Sylvia’s Academy, collapsed into a thickly cushioned chair, beside the table.

"It's all right Loretta." Juanita tried to speak in a comforting way. "You will be. Things are kind of strange, when you first get to this Dimension, but 
you'll learn how to get along soon enough."

Loretta told her, "'Soon enough' isn't soon enough."

Francine chuckled. "It helps to be patient."

"It's not funny!" Loretta whined, "I'm naked. I have no clothes, no money..."

"It's okay Loretta." Juanita told her, "You're at the Sylvia’s Academy. That's where girls like us are supposed to be."

Loretta stopped whining. "Oh? And exactly what do you mean by 'girls like us'?"

Francine said, "Girls like us, are girls like Sylvia."

"What do you mean 'like Sylvia'? You're all escaped convicts?"

"No!" Juanita shook her head, "Of course not. What I mean is that Sylvia is a Vampire Staker, and so are we."

Francine said, "Or we will be."

Loretta repeated, "Will be? You're all Potential Stakers?"

"And if you're here Loretta," Francine said, "it means that you are too."

Beelezebubia / Chapter 5

Chapter 5

Inside Sylvia’s Academy, a girl named Helena allowed Loretta to use the shower stall in her room. She also lent Loretta one of her own skirts that hung halfway down her thighs, along with a pair of sneakers.

Then Loretta returned to the garden courtyard. She saw Sylvia, alive and intact, seated at the same table as Juanita and Francine. There was now a man among them, sitting beside Sylvia. He appeared to be in his mid-twenties. He wore blue jeans, had a firm build and curly blonde hair.

Loretta came over to them. She saw that the clear plastic bag, containing the heads of Kate, Wendy and Juliana, was now set in the middle of the table.

"Hi Loretta." Sylvia smiled, "I'm sure you remember my husband here."

"Hi Sylvia." Loretta then spoke to the man. "Hello Jake."

"Nice to see you again Loretta." He spoke with an English Cockney accent.
Loretta looked at him and Sylvia with amusement. "Husband?"

"Surprising huh?" Sylvia chuckled, "Turns out that this vampire guy is my kind of guy."

"When you think about it," Loretta said, "it's really not all that surprising."

"That's for certain." Jake smirked, "Nobody's better matched than this vampire, and Sylvia the Staker-Vampire."

Loretta asked, "'Staker-Vampire'?"

"That's right." Sylvia grinned, this time showing a pair of fully ex-tended fangs in her mouth.

Now Jake explained. "Same story as everyone here. I was in my crypt, watchin' the Demon Network on the telly. Made a wish, and repeated the demon's name three times. Liked it here a lot better. Decided to stay."

"Sure." Loretta said, "In this Dimension, you vampire's don't burn up into cinders, when you're out under the sun."

He said, "I'd been here about a month, when I ran into my natural enemy Sylvia again."

She continued the narrative. "We fought. He overpowered me." She and Jake exchanged loving smiles. "Then I was a naked dead Staker, lying at the feet of a Vampire, who'd already killed two other Stakers."

Loretta asked Jake, "You killed a Staker, and then turned her into a vampire?"

"That wasn't intentional." He told her. "I expected her to stay just as dead as everyone else I've killed. It's just that here, when someone who's already a demon gets killed, it's a temporary condition."

"Already a demon?" Now the woman from Demon Investigators said, "That explains this. The four girls who got killed back at Can-nibal Snacks, were waiting for Sylvia and me, when we showed up here, and then one of them killed Sylvia. I'd been wondering if she'd developed the same ability herself."

Sylvia chuckled, "Welcome to Beelzebubia Miss Carolton. So what do you think of Sylvia’s Academy so far?"

"Juanita and Francine tell me that every girl here is a Potential Vampire Staker. Now yesterday at Demon Investigators, we received word from our Center of Operations. They told us that during the last two months, all the known Potential Stakers had vanished, one by one. Nobody's had any idea what's happened to any of them or where they are."

"Where we are," Juanita told her, "is here in Beelzebubia, in the City of Beelzebubapolis."

Francine nodded sadly.

Loretta said, "And I suppose you also watched the Demon TV Net-work, on Channel 666?"

Juanita told her, "Yes. We all did, and every one of us here made a wish."

Francine added, "And we all said 'Beelzebubapolis fast, three times in a row."

Sylvia added, "Just like me and you Loretta."

Loretta told her, "That doesn't mean I'm a Potential Staker. I'm sure there were a lot more people than us, who watched the demon net-work and then made a wish, and repeated the demon's name three times. I just happened to get caught up in the same net as everybody else; like those four pussi--girls from Beverly Hills."

"You're right about them." Sylvia said, "They sure didn't belong with us here at the Academy. Instead of fighting vampires, all they want to do is get back to Beverly Hills and bang their boyfriends."

"Well," Loretta asked, "what girl here wouldn't prefer that?"

"I wouldn't; now that I've got good ole Jake here."

She and Jake again exchanged loving glances.

"As for the rest of the girls, there are more than enough guys right here in Beelzebubapolis, for every gal in this Academy to play 'Wham-bam thank you ma'am' with, without interfering with their training as Potential Stakers; and they don't even have to leave the premises."

"They don't have to leave the...?"

"On these premises, we train to be vampire Stakers, and then we party with our trainers."

Now the girls all cheered.

"These girls Party? With their trainers?"

Juanita and Francine both laughed and nodded.

Loretta spoke sharply. "Sylvia! They're all high school girls! And you've got some very unseemly activities going on here at this Academy of yours?"

"Of course we do Loretta." Sylvia told her, "This is a demonic dimension. What else would you expect, when their trainers are all vampires?"

"Vampires?"

Jake told her, "Me and some of my buds have been helping train the girls here. Making sure they'll be ready for whatever may befall them, when they've
returned to the Mortal Dimension."

"Returned?" Loretta asked, "Then we can return?"

Sylvia said, "Yes, but there is a catch."

"Isn't there always?"

"No mortal person," Sylvia explained, "who gets trapped here in Beelzebubia, is ever allowed to return to the Mortal Dimension, unless and until he or she becomes a demon himself or herself."

Juanita explained, "We have to earn our horns first."

"I see." Loretta now sat down at the table.

She asked, "You mean that any girl here who returns to our Dimen-sion, will be a Potential Staker who is also a demon?"

"That's right." Sylvia told her, "She'll be a demon of the vampire variety. When it comes to training, Jake and his friends never pull any punches; or bitings."

"You mean all of you here are vampires?

"Not all of us," Sylvia said "yet. Once every potential Staker has earned her horns, we'll all be returning to our old dimension as Staker-Vampires."

Loretta asked, "All of you?"

"That's right." Jake smirked. So did Sylvia, Juanita and Francine, who now all displayed their fangs.

He told her, "Sangreville will be ours."

Francine added, "And that'd be just the beginning."

Loretta looked around herself, at the two dozen or so girls who were seated at the tables in the courtyard, all staring at her.

She said, "Then I suppose I shouldn't expect to be leaving this Academy of yours alive?"

Sylvia said, "Not if you ever want to return to L.A. You'll have to earn your horns, just like the rest of us; and right now Loretta, you're just not horny enough."

Francine and Juanita giggled.

"Unless," Loretta told them, "I can bring myself back, by using the same method that was used to bring me here in the first place."

"Same method?"

"I wish I was back in Los Angeles." Loretta quickly repeated, "George Washington. George Washington. George Washington."

She sat there waiting to see if something would happen.

After about a minute, Sylvia asked with amusement, "'George Washington'?"

Loretta shrugged. "Well it was worth a shot."

Jake said, "Sorry love. None of us can leave Beelzebubia the same way we arrived. The only way anyone can return, is through the por-tal of the hellmouth to Sangreville, which is located in the seaside resort town of Port Lucifer."

Sylvia added, "And as I said, you have to become a demon to be al-lowed passage."

Loretta said sharply, "Well if that's the only way to get myself back to Los Angeles, I wish to be allowed passage through the hellmouth at Port Lucifer!"

Then she quickly shouted the name, "Beelzebub! Beelzebub! Beelzebub!"

There was a sudden shift. Everything changed. Loretta was no longer seated at the table in the courtyard of Sylvia’s Academy.

Beelzebubia / Chapter 6

Chapter 6

Loretta was no longer seated at the table in the courtyard of Sylvia’s Academy. Now it was night and she was seated at a table in a sidewalk restaurant. The remains of her dinner lay in a plate in front of her. A wineglass containing a red liquid was in her hand, and a young local guy sat beside her, with his arm around her shoulder, casually stroking her bare breast with his fingers.

She now wore a light green skirt, hanging a quarter ways down her thighs, matching pumps on her feet, and the shrunken blonde head of Kate Nellington, dangled between her uncovered breasts, on a chain of human knuckle bones around her neck. She also wore earrings; a pair of bracelets and a hairclip, all carved from human bones.

I've gone back to being a TV Travel Show Hostess. She thought, Is this what I have to do to earn my horns, and get back to L.A?
She didn't see any camera or microphone, but she said the words,

"In the morning, the monthly Sacrifices to the Demons Moloch and Beelzebub will begin, during which many Celebrants will die. I will be among the Celebrants.
That means there is a chance that you might actually get to watch me, your Guide, being killed on your TV screen.

Those of you, who are regular viewers, know that if that does happen, I won't be the first 'Bloodthirsty Traveler' Tour Guide to whom that will have happened."

Then she laughed with a slurring voice. "And that's why they pay us those big bucks!

"Yeah--right! If we live to collect our salaries!

"Since I might die tomorrow," her voice continued to slur, as she leered. "I'm being a very bad girl tonight. I'm sitting here bare breasted; having just dined on well cooked human flesh. I've been drinking cocktails of human blood, mixed with 151 proof rum; and I am now extremely drunk. I am also very horny, and am going to be getting fucked--I mean having casual, uncommitted, recreational sex with this studly guy who's got his arm around me, and giving my boobs a feel; whose name I'm not sure of, and who I will never see again after tonight.

"I promise that if I do survive the Celebration, I will go back to being a good girl; but tonight, I'm getting laid! Yeah! I can say it that way on Television! And I'm gonna be getting it good!"

Now she looked at the guy beside her. He was the same guy who'd been beside Kate Millstone, when she'd appeared on Loretta's TV screen.

She asked, "You don't just happen to be married to a woman named Sylvia, do you?"

He was about to speak, when they were no longer seated at the table in the restaurant. Loretta and Mr. What's His Name, were lying naked on a bed, inside a dark hotel room. He was on top of her, and she was looking up at the shrunken heads of a man and a woman, dangling from a hook on the wall, above the headboard. The pair of heads was softly illuminated by light coming through the window.

He was rhythmically thrusting into her, and shooting off, while she rhythmically moaned.

"Hmmmm! Hmmmm! Hmmmm! Hmmmm! Hmmmm! My pussy’s coming! Hmmmmmmm!"

She felt his open mouth against her neck. He has a pair of very sharp fangs.

"You're a vampire!" She said, "You're killing me now! Oh!

"Aaaaaaaaaah!"

She whispered, "I wish you were Jimmy Manetti!"

There was a sudden time shift. Loretta was still lying naked on the bed, in the same hotel room, with morning light coming through the window. Her partner from the night before was gone.

He was a vampire. She thought, He killed me. Now I'm a vampire.

She put her hand up to her mouth, to feel her new fangs. She had no fangs. She felt her warm breath on her hand.

I'm still alive? I haven't got my fangs, or earned my horns?

She sat up and heard a tiny, high-pitched voice speak. "Gives good fucking and sucking, doesn't he?"

Loretta looked at the wall above the headboard, where the voice had come from. The pair of shrunken heads was hanging there. She was looking at the head of Olivia Millstone, which had been shrunk to the size of a cue ball. The man's shrunken head had the face of Jimmy Manetti.

Olivia Millstone's shrunken head spoke again. "I've never felt more alive, than when he was inside me."

That's the same thing I told JImmy once, she thought, but he was the only one who heard me say it.

Again things shifted. Loretta was seated alone, at the same table where she'd been the night before. A large cup of coffee was in front of her. She had a sour taste in her mouth.

She again saw no camera or microphone, but she spoke the words of the TV Hostess.

"It is now the morning after the night before. I am completely hung over and totally fucked out. My studly partner from last night is gone, and never to be seen by me again. Believe me. From now on, I'm being a good girl."
She now sipped some coffee from the cup in front of her, and felt like gagging.

Then she announced, "Last night, all of us Celebrants here in Beelzebubapolis, were having what might be our final fling. Today we're getting down to business! So let the Sacrifices begin!"

Things shifted once more. Loretta now stood on the playing field of a Sports Stadium. She was in a line of a dozen High School Girls, dressed only in sandals, and armed with swords and shields. They were the girls from the Sylvia’s Academy. A crowd of thousands of people was packed into the stands surrounding them.

Juanita stood on Loretta's right. Francine was on her left. Sylvia stood to the right of Juanita.

Sylvia grinned. "Hi there Loretta. Earned your horns yet?"

Loretta thought it over. "I'm not sure, except that right now, I'm probably the least horny gal here; but I think I'm making progress."

In the stands a trumpet sounded. The Academy girls rushed forward, and came up against another line of a dozen girls, who also wore only sandals and were armed with swords and shields. The four from Beverly Hills were among them.
Loretta found herself facing Kate. Sylvia and Paula began to fight. Juanita fought with Julianna, and Francine faced Wendy. The crowd roared, shouting for blood.

All the girls fought, without holding back. Juanita got her sword around
Julianna's shield, and plunged her sword in deep, killing the blonde. Francine screamed loudly, when Wendy thrust her sword deep into the Academy girl's chest. Then Francine fell dead.

Paula died, with Sylvia's sword in her heart, and Kate lay dead at Loretta's feet.

This combat was over. Sylvia’s Academy had won.

As the crowd cheered, Loretta asked Sylvia, "Tell me, were you married to somebody else in this Dimension, before you married Jake?"

Sylvia was about to reply when things shifted again.

Loretta Carolton stood naked in the shimmering heat waves, in the middle of Beelzebubapolis' Main Central Plaza, with the bodies of the sacrificed displayed in the background.

She smiled pleasantly. "It's now a week since that opening sequence." She touched a dark object tied on her belt, with the fingers of her right hand. "This is the shrunken head of the man I killed then.

"The Sacrifices are completed. The Celebration has ended, and I have survived. Things are returning to normal here in Beelzebubapolis. From here, we'll be going down to the seaside resort town of Port Lucifer, where...Kuh!"

An arrow had been shot through her left breast, gone through her lung, and was now poking out her back.

She looked at the feathers on the end of the shaft that was sticking out of a small bloody patch on her breast.

She muttered, "Oh shit."

Then she looked up, and spoke with a raspy, gasping voice.

"Some folks are still celebrating!"

She made a choking sound. Blood came out of her mouth. She shut her eyes and collapsed.

In her quickly diminishing mind, Loretta thought, I've gone through it all. I hope I've earned my horns.

Her mind vanished.

Then her mind returned. She felt light. Nothing was holding her down. She opened her eyes. It was nighttime. She was in a dark, familiar looking room, hovering over a bed. A naked man and woman were in the bed; he was on top of
her. The bed shook while the woman moaned.

"Hmmmm! Hmmmm! Hmmmm! Hmmmm! Hmmmm! Hmmmmmmm! My pussy’s coming! Oh! Aaaaaaaaaah!"

Then the woman shouted, "Hey! What are they recording this?"

Loretta thought, She's the new Travel Show Hostess. She's doing and saying what I said and did; but not exactly. I said and did what Olivia Millstone said and did; but not exactly. I'm now the shrunken head that's hanging over the bed! Just like Olivia Millstone's head!

There was a sudden time shift. The woman was lying naked on the bed in the same hotel room, with morning light coming through the window. She had dark hair, and was in her late thirties. Her partner from the night before was gone. She had a pair of vampire fang wounds in her neck, and she was dead.

Loretta recognized the woman. She was Lydia Moran, an executive at Vidamort Corp.

Lydia opened her eyes and sat up. Then Loretta's shrunken head called out, with a tiny, high pitched voice. "Gives good fucking and sucking, doesn't he?"

Lydia Moran looked at the wall above the headboard, where the voice had come from, at the pair of shrunken heads that hung there. She was looking at Loretta's head, which had been shrunk to the size of a cue ball. She looked at the man's shrunken head that was dangling beside Loretta's.

Loretta's shrunken head spoke again. "I've never felt more alive, than when he was inside me."

Lydia had an amused expression on her face. She smirked at Loretta, while displaying her new pair of vampire fangs, and chuckled. "The head hanging beside you, was not cut off of your boss."

Loretta's head shut her eyes, hearing the woman's laughter. She hung there, waiting to be transported out of this demonic dimension with her body once more intact, back to Los Angeles and into the arms of Jim Manetti, whose head would still be on his body.

She heard Sylvia's voice. "Loretta!"

Her eyes opened. She was still a shrunken head hanging on the wall above the headboard in the hotel room. The orange daylight from this Dimension's sun, shone at a different angle outside the window.

Sylvia was now in the room, along with Lydia Moran. They were both dressed in shorts and sneakers, with sheathed machetes hung on their belts. The shrunken head of Paula Ramsey was also tied on Sylvia's belt.

She said, "Hi Loretta. Lydia here says you know her. She's joining us. The time has come to return to our Dimension."

Lydia came over to the wall.

She said, "Good afternoon Loretta. I'm pleased to have you on our side now."

Loretta spoke in her tiny, high-pitched voice; "You have fangs."

Sylvia explained, "Jake vamped Ms. Moran here three nights ago. That was right after he, Ms. Moran and a number of us Sylvia’s Academy pussies, had your meat for a barbecue. "

"Three nights? That was Jake?"

"Yes Miss Carolton." Lydia told her, "I'm now a demon, so I'm qualified to accompany Sylvia and everyone else from the Sylvia’s Academy, on their journey down to Port Lucifer, and then on through the Hellmouth."

"You're going?" Loretta asked, "Are you leaving me here? This way?"

"Nah!" Sylvia said, "Don't worry Loretta. You've earned your horns like the rest of us, so you're qualified to come with us."

Lydia Moran reached out and unhooked the chord that suspended Loretta's head, from the hook above the headboard. She tied the chord around her own belt, letting the head dangle at her right side. Then she and Sylvia stepped out of the hotel room, with Loretta's head bouncing against the woman's right thigh.

Sylvia said, "You'll be going with us Loretta, as a demon shrunken head that can talk. I can hardly wait to see the look on Jimmy Manetti's face, when we walk into his office, and he sees you this way.

"Lydia says she'd like to hang you on the wall over his bed, so you can watch while the two of us, along with all the pussies from the Sylvia’s Academy, take turns banging him."

Lydia said, "I bet I’ll never feel more alive, than when that undead hunk's inside me."

Then she and Sylvia walked down the Hotel corridor, laughing.

Loretta's shrunken head cried out, in a high pitched, squeaky voice.

"I wish I was back in Los Angeles! I wish I was back in Los Angeles! Beelzebub! Beelzebub! Beelzebub!"

Immediately, her head was back to its proper size, attached to her body, fully alive and intact.

Loretta found herself standing outside the door to a thatched hut that stood beside a trail through a red colored jungle.

She looked at herself. She was naked except for a pair of sandals, and was gripping a six-foot long spear in both hands.

It's starting all over again?

"No!" She shouted, "I don t want any more of this! I wished I was back in Los Angeles twice! Then I spoke a demon's name three times!"

There is a way, she thought, that I can get back to L.A. I just have to agree to become a demon; but if I do, I'll be betraying Jim Manetti and everyone else.

Then she sighed, shrugged and stepped away from the hut, turned a corner in the trail and kept moving forward.

She spoke. "The naked young woman sweated heavily in the hellish heat, as she walked along the path, through the dark red jungle behind her hut, without seeing the headhunter, who was hiding in the foliage to her left."

Then she shouted, "No! I’ve had enough of this!"

She turned to her left, but instead of aiming the spear, she lifted it high and called out.

"Here you go fella!"

She tossed the spear into the foliage.

"This time you get to win!"

A man sprang out of the jungle in front of her. He was naked and held the spear that Loretta had just tossed to him, aiming it at her breasts. She faced him with her hands on her hips, and thrust her breasts forward.

“This time” she shouted “you get to eat this pussy’s meat!”

He leaped forward with a loud cry, plunging the entire spearhead into her chest. She felt her heart rip open, and howled in agony.

Finally. She thought,

“Thank you.” She groaned.

This time, she thought, I hope it’s permanent!

Beelzebub. Beelzebub. Beel-ze…

Loretta was aware of nothing.

Then through the nothingness, she heard the voice of Sylvia calling out.

“Congratulations Loretta!” The woman cheered joyously. “You’ve finally earned your horns!”
 
End of Story