"Sabrina," Connor called out, hoping to hear her respond.
"Connor, meet me in our Aunties' room," He heard her from down the hall.
So that's what he did, or tried to but upon arriving at the top of the staircase he saw the four Spellmans by the front door, waiting on him to join them. He ran down the stairs to hear his Aunt Zelda.
"Whatever kind it is, we have protocols in place," She explained.
"We do," Aunt Hilda asked.
"We seal the house to contain the entity," Connor explained calmly approaching the group.
Aunt Zelda nodded at him, "To prevent it from escaping into the world where it would cause rampant, wanton chaos."
"Oh, right," Sabrina said.
"That's right," Aunt Hilda added.
Ambrose spoke up this time, "Okay, let's do this."
The five of them joined hands, chanting the incantation that would lock down the house. No sooner than they had finished did they hear a raspy voice from the top of the stairs, "Spellmans. You're his family, aren't you? My captor's kin. You smell like Spellmans."
"Know this demon," Aunt Zelda said fearlessly, "Our house is sealed with an incantation that we, and only we, know. If you harm us, you'll never escape it."
"If you harm us," Connor stepped up, his power flaring up, "You won't survive it, either."
"Another prison," The demon snarled, "No, no, no! Edward Spellman imprisoned me in that Acheron puzzle for seventy years, I'll not be caged again!"
"What do you want, hellspawn," Ambrose demanded.
"First, revenge on the family of Edward Spellman," The demon spat.
Aunt Hilda quietly asked, "Did you have to ask, love?"
"You want revenge, you're going through me," Connor spat, daggers of ice forming in his hands, his irises glowing brightly, a skill that he'd taught himself after his encounter with the Sisters.
The Spellmans cocked their heads at Connor before Sabrina asked, "Connor?"
The demon ignored their comments, "And then, freedom, so I may fill the world with my sublime nightmares."
The demon then pointed to the radio in the corner of the room, turning it on and playing soft music.
"I don't understand, nightmares," Sabrina asked.
Connor spoke through gritted teeth, his sole focus on the demon in front of him, "It's a sleep demon."
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De ea Amico (A CAOS story)
FanfictionGreendale, a town in which every day feels like Halloween and is home to two siblings: a boy and a girl. They are half-witches rapidly approaching their 16th birthday, and as such, have to make an important decision. They must choose between their h...
