“Whoa! Where the hell are we?!” Barbara asked in complete awe. “We’re in Satan’s domain, you ass. This is Hell, home of the damned.”

“Home of the damned?” Barbara asked.

“Ugh! I guess I have to give you a quick lecture, aren’t I?” Lilith moaned. “Well, to summarize, Hell is an afterlife for the wicked. In both folklore and religion, it’s described as being a place in which tortured souls undergo brutal, endless punishment for the sins they committed during life. “So, what is your role as a demon, Lilith?” Babara asked. Lilith turned around and said, “Huh?! Well, my role in Jewish traditions is the night monster. The temptation I bring among people is based on the fact that I wear an amulet bearing the names of familiar angels. I’m also Adam’s demonic wife.”

“Fuck, that’s twisted!” Barbara exclaimed. “I kinda like it.”

When Barbara and Lilith entered into the fiery pits of Hell, Barbara soon encounters the chief himself Satan. This startles Barbara as the Devil is sitting on his throne with a glare on his face as he was holding his pitchfork in an aggressive manner. As Satan caught his eyes on a startled Barbara, he asked her “Why have you come?”

Barbara, acting timid, states “I…I came here to ask you a favor.” 

“A favor? What kind of favor?” Satan asked in confusion.

“Can you grant me a special wish? A wish I wouldn’t forget even when I die”, Barbara pleaded.

“What kind of wish?” Satan asked.

“I want to swear revenge on my step-family for abusing me throughout my life. I want that wish to happen, and it’s my only wish I’m granting”, Barbara asked. “That is, if you’re okay with the deal.”

“Hahahaha. Sure, I’ll grant you your wish” Satan replied.

“You will?” Barbara asked beaming with excitement.

“Yep,” Satan answers. “But under one condition. In order for your wish to be granted, you must become my servant. If you agree to the contract, I will turn you into a servant. But, if you don’t agree to the contract or if you try anything mischievous, I’ll kill you myself.”

“What do you say? Do you still agree to sign the contract?”

After seconds of thinking her decision through, Barbara looks up to him with determined eyes and answers, “Of course. I agree. I will sign the contract and swear revenge on my step-family.”

She then continues, “Hand over the contract.”

Satan smirks while handing her the contract to sign, “Hehehe. Here you go, sexy. You know, for a young college girl like you, you seem pretty attractive. Hey, instead of being a servant, can I make you my concubine?”

“No!” Barbara blushes in embarrassment. “I just want to be your servant, nothing more than that.”

“Okay, okay, okay. I’m just messing with you” Satan said laughing.

“Hey, what the hell? Where’s the freaking pen?” Barbara asked in complete confusion. “Oh, you don’t use a pen. You are the pen” Satan said. “What the heck do you mean by that?” Barbara asked sarcastically.

“I mean draw your blood” Satan answers. “Oh, okay,” Barbara said noggin her head casually.

Barbara was reading the contract thoroughly so that she could understand the policies of what to do and what not to do in the contract. As Barbara was pricking her fingers with her nails to let a trickle of blood run through her hand, she signs the contract with her name in blood. Then, after she’s done, Satan takes the contract and turns it into puddles of blood for Lilith to consume.

“Whoa, you let your servants eat contracts once they sign it?” Barbara asked in complete awe.

“Yep. Once a person signs any contracts I give them, the demons eat them so that they’ll remember the person who signed it” Satan informs her. “You are now my official servant.”

“Oh wait,” Satan said. “I forgot to do something.” 

“What is it?” Barbara asked. “What did you forget to do?”

“Hold still, for a minute. This may hurt a little” Satan warns her as he was about to scratch a witchcraft symbol on her forehead. “OW! What the actual hell, dude? That damn hurts!” Barbara screamed. “I warn you to stay fucking still, didn’t I?” Satan asked irritatingly.

“Why did you put this on my forehead?” Barbara asked curiously. “It looks like a weird tattoo that my mother used to have after she was called a demon. Serves that bastard right.”

“It’s not a tattoo, genius” Satan answers. “It’s a witchcraft sign. Whenever you used this power, you will either do three things: one, you will use this to summon me to cause pain and torment to the wicked. Two, you will unleash demonic powers that will make you strong and immune to other attacks that people throw at you. Finally, you will also create hallucinations on your victims, driving them crazy to the point of suicide.” 

“You understand now, Barbara?” Satan asked.

“Yes. I fully understand the contract and the terms” Barbara answers. “Okay, you will now return to your world,” Satan told her as he summons Barbara back to England.

“Remember, if you break the rules on the contract, I will take your life” Satan reminds her as she returns to her world.

“My destiny has come”, Barbara thought. “I’m now Hella Rella!”