Hazbin and Helluva Shorts II

The Lamb Part 2: A Cult Haz Risen

Bella sat upon her throne. Her little cult had grown. She had only established herself about a year after falling into Hell, and it was already taking off. No doubt it was thanks to all the turf wars for expansion. By now, she also had a second in command. He stood by her side as they watched their underlings work. Some were worshiping at the shrine, some were eating, and others were out foraging for resources (if not stealing). Bella smiled. She had never thought she could be someone so powerful. Whatever higher power had granted her a second life; she was eternally grateful for.

Bella's right-hand man Mukade adjusted his square glasses as he observed his master. Bella was as soft and sweet ad she was deadly. It fascinated him, which was probably why he agreed to serve her. He had assisted her in nearly every aspect of growing her cult. His first task had been recruiting (sometimes forcibly). He had gone out of his way and visited the other rings of Hell. The Lust Ring had particularly interested him. But he hadn't found many good candidates. The Wrath Ring, however, had some decent potential. From obtaining information and construction, he was always there. He kept an eye on things while she was away. Bella had been pleased with his service. She had been thinking of a suitable reward for some time. And if she was honest with herself, she wouldn't mind spending a few nights with him. If it was what he wanted, she would agree. But that wasn't important right now.

It was time for another sermon. Bella rose from her throne. Mukade followed her into the church. Upon seeing this, her followers stopped their duties and headed inside. It was a welcoming break too. Once all the pews were filled, Bella began. She rose into the air as her eyes glowed red. Her book opened as she spoke. Everyone listened to Bella's hauntingly beautiful chants. They prayed as the words sank in. The cult was indeed in good hands.