First Encounter

The first time I met Kirsty Cotton was not intentional or by any means her doing at all. We were after her perverted Uncle Frank. He was the one that had opened the box and as a result and per Hell's Protocol we had to take him back with us. She just happened to show up at the wrong time and place. Frank had killed his brother and taken his skin to put over his own skinless form so that it would trick us. Good show, Frank. Good show. It was a decent attempt at remaining free I must say. Kirsty came in and saw us get ready to take her "daddy" away. (she had no clue Larry was already dead and that his soul resided in Heaven). When I glanced up at her and saw her I felt something long forgotten. I guess you could say it was what you humans call love. We cenobites have a different view of "love" if we even feel it at all. While humans express their love by hugs, kisses, coupling, and other ways; we express them through pain.

My right hand man known as Chatterer holds her in place while I explain the rules and regulations for opening said box although I had no intentions of taking her. She was most interesting for a human. She claimed her soul to be pure but it was far from it. So far from it. She made offer that if I let her go she would bring Frank to us to receive justice. I thought this was acceptable and I agreed to her proposal. Chatterer released the girl and she scampered off to fulfill her part of the bargin. Unfortutely for her, Female Cenobite was not there to hear our pact and went after her accordingly. Had I been there I would have put a stop to it.

As she scampered away from Female and barely managed being captured and transformed by an Engineer, she ran into me yet again. We had already disposed of Frank and there were still bloody bits of quivering piles of flesh. She played with the box and sent Butterball, Female, Chatterer and lastly myself back to Hell. Before I left I smiled ever so slightly at her and our eyes met for the briefest of moments. I knew I'd be seeing her again in the future. She is going to be a worthy adversary and quite the catch once she comes to us of her own free will. Until then I will keep a substile watch on her. I have "human" associates that will keep watch when my duties require me to be elsewhere. Until she comes to us of her own free will, (again, which she will do so in time) I will make sure no harm comes to Kirsty Cotton. MY Kirsty Cotton.