Pinhead from the hellraiser remake (Jamie Clayton)

The hell priestess (pinhead) was an unusual Cenobite. Although she was no longer human she still consumed almost all forms of human entertainment. Books, film, video games, name almost any type of entertainment made by humans and she most likely enjoyed it to some degree. The other Cenobites found this hobby unusual and thought it a waste of time, however what they failed to realise is that this is precisely what made her so good at her job. The near infinite creativity of humans provided all the inspiration she would ever need in matters of pleasure, and more specific to her tastes pain.

One of these works of art stood out above the rest however. A piece of film so pure in its cruelty and suffering that it deserved to be infamous even in hell! This film was of course, "The Human Centipede" and it had become the priestesses greatest obsession. From the moment she first watched her favorite work of art the priestess knew one thing for sure. She had to make it real!

Unfortunately this was not as simple as it sounded. The hell priestess was not a **** of chaos, but an emissary of leviathan bound to its rules. She could not simply take whoever she wished to do with as she pleased. Cenobites had to wait for someone to solve and of the stages of the lament configuration, and only they could they take that person to experience the sensations they had to offer. It was obvious that if she wanted to make her dream a reality anytime soon she would have to get creative.

Lucky for her an opportunity soon presented itself.

*Flashback*

(Professor Sutcliffe, a scientist working on a secret project for the U.S. Government was also what you might call an "explorer" of sorts. She had always been obsessed with experiencing pleasure through pain and over time had crossed threshold after threshold trying to feel more agony and ecstasy each time. This obsession soon led to desperation as she had experienced all the pain and pleasure this world had to offer. Prof. Sutcliffe was an addict who needed a fix, and like all addicts she wanted more each time. Eventually she decided to turn to, "alternative" ways of getting her **** of choice.

After traveling in the right circles for long enough (the kinds you don't want people to know you're associated with) she began to hear rumors of something that could give her exactly what she wanted.

Several months of searching later she had found it!

Returning home from the black market auction she had finally managed to get invited to, she was 30,000$ poorer but to her it was worth every penny. The item she had bought was strange, a small cube made of engraved metal. If one didn't know better they might think it was a decorative paper weight, but in reality it was an object of unimaginable power, unbecoming of its mundane appearance. Although she had no idea how it worked Prof. Sutcliffe had heard things about the object she now owned which made her certain it could give her everything she ever wanted.

But before that she would need to figure out how it worked. To start with she only knew what it was called. "The Lament Configuration."

Upon closer examination Prof. Sutcliffe realised it was actually a small puzzle box, now she just had to solve it. For hours she worked away, moving sliding tiles, twisting every moving part, and pressing down on everything that would allow it. Finally after trying what felt like thousand of combinations she had solved it! Almost as soon as she did a small blade shot out of one of the boxes sides, slicing open her hand.)

After waiting patently for so long the hell priestess finally had just the person she needed to help her realize her vision!

Prof. Sutcliffe had barely a moment to tend to her injured hand before the room started changing around her. She watched as a seemingly endless hallway suddenly appeared in the wall and the hell priestess emerged from it.

As Sutcliffe watched the hell priestess step from the endless hallway into her living room she was at a complete loss for words. "Wha- what are y- you?", she finally managed to say.

The priestess grinned slightly before speaking, "I am a servant of leviathan's order. The box, you opened it. I came!"

"I don't understand! What are you?! Why are you here!?! Solving the box was supposed to provide ultimate sensation, not summon whatever you are!"

"I am a Cenobite and do not worry, you will experience the greatest of agonies! I know of your desires, you have gone so far in your search of farther experiences that you can no longer distinguish between pain and pleasure. In this regard we are much alike."

Suddenly chains burst from the walls in all directions, all of them aimed squarely at Sutcliffe! She was very quickly enveloped completely, and then just as fast the chains unraveled. Left standing there was Sutcliffe, unharmed, she had simply been restrained, covered from head to toe in skin-tight leather bondage. Her legs where bound together tightly and her arms had been made to match them, constricted against her body just like a straight-jacket. To complete the ensemble a hood covered her head along with a blindfold, gag, and earplugs.

Sutcliffe stumbled and fell backwards due to her sudden lack of stability. She landed in a padded metal box that had appeared behind her. Suddenly it slammed shut trapping her inside!

Inside the darkness and silence of her confinement Sutcliffe heard the hell priestesses voice.

"This is the sensation you have sought. The feeling of eternal numbness. For a person such as yourself there is no greater agony, unable to ever experience an feeling whatsoever, no pain and no pleasure, just nothing forever."

Sutcliffe began to panic! She thrashed about as much as she could, trying in vain to escape her bindings. But it was all useless, it was impossible to remove her from her bondage. Anyone except the Cenobite who put her there.

This is exactly what the priestess was counting on.

"Yes, you will never again feel anything at all. However I happen to be in need of someone with your scientific expertise, so if you where to help me I might feel inclined to reward you."

Sutcliffe stopped her struggles at once! She was willing to do whatever it was the Cenobite wanted to escape her fate.

"I will release you from your bonds, but be warned if you try to escape they will go back on and never come off again. Nod if you understand me."

Sutcliffe nodded and she was suddenly free.

"You are working on a project for your government, tell me about it," said the priestess. "I-I am designing what co-could best be described as an experimental type of 3D printer. The purpose of th-this project is t-t-to create a machine capable of creating organic matter. In theory this could be used as a weapon against my countries enemies."

The priestess barely understood any of what Prof. Sutcliffe had just said, but she did understand that she was designing a machine that could create life, and that was the part she was interested in.

"So what your saying is that you can design a machine which can make living beings from nothing?"

Sutcliffe hesitated for a moment before speaking, "In theory... yes."

"Good, I require such a machine. One thats capable of recreating any fictional character in the real world with all their memories intact. Build me this machine and I promise you that your suffering will be legendary evenin hell!"

(And so they had an agreement. For months Sutcliffe worked around the clock to create the priestesses machine, driven by the promise of finally being able to experience the farthest reaches of sensation.

Finally after so much work from Sutcliffe and even more patience from the hell priestess the machine was complete!

As promised the priestess rewarded Sutcliffe for her work by sending her to experience the most exquisite forms of suffering in all of hell. She would probably be turned into a Cenobite one day, but frankly the priestess did not care what would be done to her.

What mattered to her was that she at last had what she needed to make her dream a reality. She could finally make her very own Human Centipede!

The only question now is who to start with.