Dark energy (SABRINA X READER)

Chapter 2- Appearance

Alright, I'm ready to go. I can't wait to see my friends again. I found out that one of my best friends, Ambrose is actually Sabrina's cousin. Small world. I'll see prudence more too now but we have some sort of, love-hate relationship.

I packed just a few things like spells and food but besides that I'm good. I'll travel between home and earth a lot anyway.
I grab my stuff and focus on my body. The veins of my pale white skin are slowly turning black. My hair is flowing as if it's in the water and my eyes turn black. I focus on the darkness. I'm slowly becoming one with it. I can see all the obscurity and focus on one of them. The Spellman house.

Now I'm not more than a mere shadow walking the halls of their residence. Sabrina doesn't seem to be home yet so I step out of the darkness and walk to Ambrose's room.
I knock on the door.

"Come in!" I hear him say.
I'm so excited. I haven't seen him in 20 years or so.
I open the door and wait in the doorway.

"(y/n)!" He exclaims. He runs towards me and embraces me in a hug.

"Hey troublemaker," I say.

"What are you doing here? Aren't you supposed to be with The Dark Lord?" He asks me.

"Right now I have a couple of days off so I decided to stay with you for a while. I can only imagine how boring it must be to be stuck here,"
He finally let's me go.

"You have no idea little demon,"

"Little? I'm way older than you,"

"You have all the power in the universe and you still decide to be only 166 centimeters long. You're little to me," Ambrose chuckles.

"Okay that's fair," I chuckle back.
Ambrose sets one step away from me and checks me out as if he sees me for the first time. I'm trying to look through his eyes.

White skin, long white hair, demonic eyes. Claws that could rip somebody apart in seconds. Fangs that can penetrate skin like a blade. I wonder if I still look the same to him as all those years ago.

Some ideas for (y/n) in demon mode.

Note that this is just for her demon form. Later in the story you can change it to how you look or how you want it to look.

"Do I look different?"

"Yes, you look..."

"Amazing? Hot? Gorgeous?"

"Dangerous, I was going for dangerous"

"Also very true,"

"You're not just here for me right?" He says with a sad undertone in his voice.

"Well I heard you got a niece so I wanted to meet her but I'm mostly here for you," I lie.

"She's not home yet but you can wait here with me. I've got a lot of time in my hands at the moment."

"Yeah no kidding,"

"You should probably change before she's here though," He says while looking me up and down one more time.

"Why?"

"Well Brina is not really used to the witch world yet so it's for the best if you look a little less.... Terrifying."
This guy does the work for me. Sabrina won't recognise me from any books or something and I can talk to her like I'm an ordinary witch. Great.

"I get it. Let's not tell her about my dad then. It might scare her,"

"Good idea." Ambrose replies. This is perfect. If the Dark Lord's daughter tells her to sign her name in the book it would be a lot harder than an ordinary witch.

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Ambrose and I have been chatting for a couple of hours when we hear the door opening downstairs.
Ambrose calls for her.

"Sabrina I have a guest I would like you to meet!"
In the meantime I have changed my appearance so I'm unrecognisable.
My hair is no longer white but (h/c) and my skin is (s/c). I still have my fangs but my eyes are no longer black. They look like any other's. White with an (e/c) iris.

I hear footsteps coming up. Let's meet the girl who can ruin my life forever. I bet she's a bitch, a bastard daughter. A nobody she's probably....

She opens the door and walks in.

Beautiful

She stops for a second to meet Ambrose and then asks.

"Who is your guest Ambrose?"
She has the sweetest voice I've ever heard. How is this the girl that's so famous in the underworld.

"This is my friend Sh... Uhm I mean,"

I stick my hand out before Ambrose spills the tea about me.

"My name is (y/n) nice to meet you,"

"Hello (y/n). My name is Sabrina Spellman," She answers. She has light blonde hair but dark eyebrows and her skin is like Snow White's. Her hands are small but soft. I almost fuck it up and hold her hand longer than intended but I pull myself together and let go.

"Ambrose, I actually wanted to ask you for some help but maybe (y/n) can join if she likes?" She says.

"Help with what?" Ambrose asks.

"I need the principal out of the school for a few days," She says mischievously.

"I can help with that. When do you want to do it?" I ask.

"midnight,"

"Ooh the witching hour," Ambrose chuckles.
This is perfect. More time with Sabrina. To persuade her to sign the book of course...