𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘸𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘦𝘦 - 𝙖𝙡𝙡 𝙤𝙛 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙢 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙘𝙝𝙚𝙨
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The sun was just beginning to rise when Amatis woke from her slumber. Her entire night had been plagued by visions of the Dark Lord. In the wasteland where they shared their conversation, the years before in which she had been his.. it was tormenting her to see how lovesick she had been.
Amatis had quite a normal childhood, but throughout her teenage years she grew.. unsatisfied. As Sabrina, who she then believed to be her younger cousin, grew up she also became a handful. All of Aunt Zelda's and Hilda's attention and dedication was suddenly invested in the blonde girl, totally ignoring Ambrose and herself.
Her strive of perfection only worsened, hoping to find recognition in her work. She became the grandest witch of her age, matched by no other in her year. She adhered to every rule and every tradition, becoming the picture of a good Satanic witch.
The moment that her aunt Zelda had compared her to Edward, the brother she looked up to so very much, was one of the best moments in her life.
But all of her hard work was never enough to earn her much attention, except for a few praises here and there. Except.. her Dark Baptism was approaching soon. Her aunt and mother were busy with preparations for a day that is in honour of her. It felt so good to be the center of their attention.
In that same week Principal Hawthorne called. Sabrina had gotten into trouble at school for being her usual defiant, strong-headed self. All the attention she received was depleted to almost none again. It made her hopeless and resentful.
But then, exactly a week before her baptism, the dreams happened. His appearance was not that of the Dark Lord, but His angelic form. She had barely recognized him, had it not been for his cloven feet.
The Dark Lord showered her with affection. He called her the most beautiful witch he had ever seen. He praised her work and intelligence, told her he was lucky to have a witch like her under his wing. Amatis was in love.
On the night of her Baptism they first laid together.
Years went by in which all went well. She went to school and continued to be sublime. She spent time with the newest addition to the Academy of Unseen Arts, a warlock named Felix Caine. Despite the Dark Lord's disapproval, they grew very close together. There were things that he knew and no one else did and vice versa. They even called each other their second familiar.
She also continued her romantic relationship with the Dark Lord. Most nights together were shared in passion and lust, though there were some in which they just laid side by side and enjoyed each other's company or had conversations. Amatis didn't feel the sting of her family's lack of attention for her as much, the void being filled by the devil.
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Fanfiction[ ON HOLD ] In which Amatis Spellman is haunted at night by a voice, urging her to do what the Dark Lord says. She mostly complies, but when her cousin Sabrina gets involved, will she do as she is told or rebel and face the voice's wrath?