They complied, getting out of his way as he stood at the foot of the bed.
"You're not even a warlock, are you," Jesse sneered, "They don't know who you truly are--what you truly are."
Connor smirked before chanting, "Sas exorkízo, káthe pnévma akátharto, káthe exousía Stanica, káthe eisvolí tis kólasis antipálou, káthe legeóna, káthe sýnaxi kai diavolikí aíresi. Os ek toútou, i legiio diávolos epiplíxei sas stási exapatá ta anthrópina plásmata, kai aiónia perditonis dilitírio Pígaine, sataná, efevrétis kai kýrios ólon ton exapátisi, echthrós tis ygeías tou anthrópou tapeiní káto apó to krataió chéri trémoun kai na fýgei ótan epikaloúntai to Ágio kai foveró ónoma káto tremámenos apó ti pagídes líra mas. Sas iketévo na exasfalísei tin elefthería, tha proséfchesai na mas akoúsei!"
Connor's eyes blazed silver, shining an eerie light on the room. Jesse began to writhe again, much more violently this time, before puking up a large slug and a considerable amount of blood.
"Thar she blows," Aunt Hilda remarked, "Is it--Is it over?"
"I don't know," Ms. Wardwell admitted.
Growling could be heard from the bile on the floor, the Spellman siblings moved closer to investigate.
"Sabrina, Connor, don't," Aunt Hilda advised.
The two saw what can only be described as a worm with a hole for a face, it was wiggling around on the hard floor, leaving a sticky red residue everywhere.
"Hello fugly," Connor snarked.
"Apophis, devouring worm," Sabrina commented, "Now what?"
Connor yanked a blanket from under Jesse and wrapped the worm in it, sprinting out the house back to the Spellmans' tossing it down the well, his sister, aunts, and teacher on his heels.
"The stone seal, Sabrina," Ms. Wardwell instructed.
She threw the two pieces of the seal down the well, all of the spellcasters following it with their gazes. The five of them stood around the well, looking for any activity.
"And you really don't think it can get back up, Ms. Wardwell," Sabrina asked.
"Not with the seal in there, not in the state it was in," She confirmed, "No, that worm will burrow its way back to Hell where it belongs."
"What about Uncle Jesse," Sabrina asked.
"Unconcious," Aunt Hilda informed them, "He'll be weak for a while, I imagine. But he's alive, thanks to you."
"Thanks to all of us," Sabrina corrected, "Including you, Aunt Zee. What made you change your mind?"
"The first witch exorcism ever performed," She explained, "That seemed like something I should witness first-hand. If only for educational purposes."
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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...
