The Devil's Advocate ~ CAOS

𝟖. 𝐒𝐚𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐜 𝐓𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐬

Anger fumed around the tall, slender blonde Spellman as she steadily marched towards the notorious Baxter High, Raphael and Nicholas both right behind her. Every step her figure took the sooner Sabrina Spellman would be getting an earful.

Catcalls from immature Jocks rambled, before Raphael had to show them some manners, of course, I didn't let him as they were mere mortals. Hell's gates couldn't stop the Spellman from trudging through the halls in search of the mortal school.

She finally made it out to the courtyard, her tightly fitted dress exclaimed the accents around her, definitely not what the students of Baxter High were used to.

"Wow" was all she heard from who she guessed was the Kinkle boy, Sabrina's mortal boyfriend. His comment caused her whole table to consist of 2 other girls turning around and facing the three.

"Sabrina Victoria Spellman, We need to talk." Sabrina excused herself before walking away and joining her sister and the two boys.

"What were you thinking, Sabrina, Necromancy really, One of the most dangerous arts?" Sabrina glanced at the two boys both averting their gaze to avoid hers.

"They didn't tell me anything, Sabrina, I had a dream of Agatha throwing up on Cain's pit dirt." The sister spat out in a motherly tone. "The sisters told me everything."

"Tommy is fine, he's up and about. Coming here was very unnecessary Nicolette."

"The boy is not eating, drinking, or speaking, Sabrina." Sabrina hushed the older Spellman but to no avail. "We need to fix the mess you made before it's too late."

"I can fix him, Nicolette. I just need to enter limbo and find his body." Nicolette scoffed at the impossible dream her sister exclaimed.

"First of all, there are two limbos, Sabrina. One for witches, one for mortals. Tommy Kinkle is in mortal limbo. And it is simply impossible for witches to cross over into mortal limbo."

The once sunny weather turned dark and gusts of winds hit the sister. It was as if a hurricane hit the town of Greendale.

"Meanwhile, the witch that you killed... and then brought back to life is getting sicker and sicker. The Grim Reaper is expecting a soul you tricked him from having." Sabrina couldn't do anything but get scolded by her older sister.

"Her suffering won't stop until he has a soul and a body is in the ground, and balance is restored. There's no fixing it, Sabrina. Pandora's box has been opened and I need to shut it."

The sunny weather rose again as Nicolette regained herself but before walking away she warned her sister.

"And also, Please sister don't try to get in my way. A soul will be collected whether you like it or not."

The three then disappeared into thin air.

...

"Get your sister in check, Nicolette." The leader of the weird sisters warned me after I checked up on Agatha. "I'm afraid if we don't do something, it won't be Tommy's soul the Grim Reapers... it'll be Agatha's"

I reassured her that I would do everything in my power, loud footsteps echoed toward the three standing girls.

Father Blackwood walked towards the three and decided they were worthy of ending the kinkle boy's life if you can even call it that.

"Prudence, Nicolette, Dorcas, Heed me. The returned boy is a soulless husk. Every moment he draws air, he risks exposing the Church of Night and our magics." He spoke through gritted teeth.

"Nicolette, your family the Spellmans are too recalcitrant to be trusted with bringing this situation to a satisfactory conclusion. But you, girls, had a hand in his reanimation. You will put an end to Thomas Kinkle and be quick about it."

We all said our satanic prayers before heading out to the lifeless's boys' house.

"Always must it be you fixing your sister's mistakes?" I just nodded and kept my eyes on the house as every step we took the bigger the house seemed to become.

As if in a moment blood gushed out of all of our heels, it was an old catching spell, an ancient spell used to trap whatever witch steps on it. Then came the manwhore warlock greeting us.

"My apologies, ladies."

"Nicholas! What have you done to us?"

"It's an old catching spell. Drive a spike through a witch's footprint and she'll be rooted to the spot until you pull up the spike." The moonlight reflected the house just a couple of feet away.

"The High Priest gave us orders, Nicholas. We must kill the boy before we expose the church of night." I tried to get to him but he didn't budge. "Let me go Nicholas, and I promise I won't take off both of your arms."

"I can't let you hurt the mortal, Nicolette. Sabrina can pull her own."

"You will be the death of the church of night, remember that." As if in queue Sabrina came marching out of the dimly lit house, walking right past us with tear streaks.

"Is it done, then?" Prudence asked but didn't get an answer.

...

To Nicolette Spellman tonight was a disaster, and while she waited outside of the Spellman front door, expecting her sister to just completely ignore her presence, instead she met with anger, of such she had never experienced.

"You just couldn't wait, could you?" The short girl asked as she neared closer to the bottom of the steps where Nicolette was standing. "You couldn't just trust me and give me time."

Sabrina had now been right in front of Nicolette, feeling the anger radiating Nicolette tried to ascend the stairs and enter the house but halfway up she was stopped by Sabrina continuing.

"You went to that house to kill him, didn't you? BECAUSE OF YOU HARVEY HATES ME."Sabrina's anger consumed her causing her to push her sister, her lips bleeding as they got caught on a rock as she fell.

"I'm the bad guy for trying to fix what you messed up? Oh Satans Sabrina your father would be so disappointed. I've been here to pick up all your pieces Sabrina, but I'm the bad guy? I'm your sister Sabrina all I ever do is try to help."

"You are no sister to me, not anymore. Heavens are you even a Spellman"

Sabrina charged at her sister but was stopped by Nicolette herself using an immobility spell. By now Aunt Hilda and Ambrose watched the interactions on the sidelines.

"Don't ever.. Question my loyalty to my family. I have done the impossible for this family. I am the one who begged on my knees for your forgiveness. I am not in the mood for your foolish tantrum so save it for another satan blessed day

Nicolette entered the house leaving the other outside, She proceeded to get a premonition.

It was of two Christians inside the academy walls. The weird sisters were in pain, Tears of blood shed their ears, then suddenly it ended as Nicolette.

This wasn't the first time she's seen premotions. The information took so much out of the Blonde that she fell asleep right as her head graced her pillow.

If only the poor Spellman knew exactly how long she would fall asleep.