The demon realm consists of many dark organizations, but none so dark as Hell's Gate. Operating out of Ophelia's house, The Pit of Hellfire, it is constantly on the move to avoid prolonged exposure to hero's trying to locate it. It's one major goal is ensure the complete and utter destruction of the human race, by any means they see fit. Making this possible are a few things they have available in the house. One example is a mass numbers of demons that continuously gather from hell itself by means of a portal in Ophelia's Illusion. The things that go on in this house aren't as simplistic as random killings, but rather the death and horror that could only be described as the end of days compacted into a single building. The members themselves, ranging from mad illusionists to blood thirsty flesh eaters, are all well dedicated to their line of work and are considered the most insidious beings in the universe. But Reina and Ophelia would only know them as, "Brethren."
Ophelia's house sat on the Coast of California waiting for the day to end. As the sun finally set, the cries and moans of countless demons could be heard inside the mansion, as Ophelia and Reina stepped out through the front door while countless demons poured out of the windows and openings in the house. Ophelia laughed out loud as she watched her "children" come outside to play. "Just you wait my babies, I shall bring back lots of tasty snacks for us to munch on." She walked off into the dead of night to look for easy people to trap in her house. As the moon shone bright in the night sky, Reina controlled the tide of the ocean through her powers of water manipulation. "Tonight, is such a pretty night. Come my dear friends, let us find more demons to fill this lonely house." She said as the demons flew around her. Her eyes began to glow and her cleaver quivered as she called out to those that would listen to the song of her dark heart. "Dance my soul. Dance and bring all who hate mankind to Hell's Gate."