Hell House

Aerith washed her hands in the sink in the bowels of the Colosseum. She smiled at Cloud. "Now that that's over, we can go save Tifa!"

"So we'll head back to Madam M's, get you changed, and then off to Corneo's," Cloud said. Aerith nodded perkily, but then Madam M entered, an aura of bitterness around her beautiful frame.

"Sorry to be the bearer of bad news, my pet," she said, "But… you still have one fight left. The crowd loved your show a little too much, but it was too brief. People were placing hefty bets, much heftier than you can possibly imagine. Corneo's going to milk this for as much as he can."

"Meaning what?" Cloud asked, still coated in a shine of sweat. Madam M favored her with a smile.

"You face and defeat Corneo's fighter of choice, and only then will you be declared winners of the tournament."

"Hey! That wasn't the deal!" Aerith interjected.

"Don't you think I know that!?" Madam M stomped the ground angrily, letting her anger bleed out of her. She wanted that money. "You greedy bastard! Scum-sucking piece of shit festering asshole! But that's the way it is. Corneo's the one who makes the rules around here. But if you win this match, Corneo will have to accept your victory. And the crowd will make sure he does."

"Okay," Cloud said. He didn't have a choice. He wiped up his sweat, then pulled his sword off his back.

***

"Tonight's Corneo Cup has been a spectacle like no other. And we shared your disappointment, ladies and gentlemen, when we told you that it was coming to an end," Scotch intoned dramatically.

"But nobody felt it more keenly than one Don Corneo…who has decided that a bonus match is in order!" Kotch added.

"Participating in this match will be this evening's leading lights--the dynamic duo that has crushed all competition thus far! Cloud and Aerith!"

The crowd was on their side now. The men wanted to fuck Aerith ... and some of them wanted to fuck Cloud.

"Their opponent! Buried in the bowels of the Colosseum… An unspeakable horror, long imprisoned, set free tonight for your entertainment! The secret star of Don Corneo's stellar stable! Enter: the Hell House!"

The house looked like a tiny schoolhouse or church. Cloud looked at it skeptically. Just as he was about to poke it with his sword, a dark energy began to emit from it.

"That's no ordinary house!" Cloud said. It was in fact some sort of demonic monster using it almost as a shell. Even with all his SOLDIER skills, he was on the ropes, until he broke the door off its hinges as he sped by.

"It's almost disappointing," Madam M said, about to concede defeat. But the flamboyant man beside her raised his hand.

"No, he is not defeated yet," the man said.

Cloud felt that way, however. He was exhausting himself while speeding around, keeping the attention off of Aerith.

"Can I help?" she yelled.

"What do you have?" Cloud said, striking the foundation with his sword. The creature within roared angrily.

"Fully charged Fire spell!" Aerith said. Cloud panted. Why didn't she fucking say so before.

"Light that house on fire!" he commanded as it slapped him, slamming him into a wall and knocking the wind out of him. But it turned out the house was highly flammable, exploding in the center of the arena to the adoring fans.

On the balcony, Madam M jumped for joy. The man beside her steepled his fingers, focused on Cloud.

"That boy…"

"Awfully rare, you showing an interest in someone. What will you do, Andrea?" Cloud as a sissy slut, she thought. That could be ... compelling service.

***

Madam M was at the massage parlor by the time they distended themselves from the adoring crowds. She had her hand on her hip, pleased at Cloud's service.

"You're here. Good. I have everything I need to get started. I'm gonna put Aerith in the most gorgeous dress you've ever seen. It'll be a real jaw-dropper."