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𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘴𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘦𝘯 - 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙬𝙚𝙙𝙙𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙤𝙛 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙢𝙞𝙡𝙡𝙚𝙣𝙣𝙞𝙪𝙢

chapter seventeen — the wedding of the millennium

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The door slammed shut. The sound was echoing through the entrance hall. They could hear the clicking sound of heels on the flooring and they were marching angrily towards the kitchen. "Family meeting, NOW!" Zelda's usually pale face was now reddened with fury as she directs her family to the kitchen. Everyone knew that, once they all sat down, she would explode like a bomb. 

The Spellmans had just returned after the very eventful festivity at the Academy. The Dark Lord had returned and had big plans for not just Greendale, but the entire world. Sabrina was clenching and unclenching her fist constantly while her extravagant golden dress drags behind her. Ambrose was a little bit tremulous, unable to stop the shivering on his body. Hilda hurries after her sister, hoping to calm her down before she would hammer them all down, while Amatis was basically numb. Ambrose tried to talk with her, but she did not respond. In fact, she might not even have heard him. Her hand constantly went to the bone ring around her right hand.

The three teenagers sit down around the kitchen table while Zelda lights a cigarette. "This family has gone absolutely mad," she snarls, glancing at each of her family members. Her eyes remain on Amatis. "You insolent child," she screams out loud. It caused Sabrina, Hilda and Ambrose to back away, but Amatis did not react at all. "Why, for Satan's sake, have you never told us about your little dalliance with the Dark Lord? Especially, why have you never told us after Sabrina revealed that he was coming to Greendale? Do you not have a grain of intelligence in that brain of yours?"

Amatis raises her head slowly. Her eyes were bloodshot while the rest of her face was as pale as a corpse. "I did it to protect our coven, our family. If I had rejected the Dark Lord, He would turn His wrath to all I care about. How did you expect me to let that happen to you, aunt Zelda?" She barks back, still not agreeing with her niece's excuses. "You should have told us. We, your family, would have protected you!" The girl scoffs. "Would you? How do you expect to protect me from the Great Deceiver, the figure we all draw power from? If any had intervened, that person would have died a horrible death!"

A silence falls between the Spellmans. Zelda glances at her two nieces, one a Queen of Hell and the other the Bride of Satan, who was also carrying the future Anti-Christ. "What this family has become.. it is a disgrace." Zelda turns around, taking nothing hit from her cigarette, while Hilda tries to calm her with tea. The woman also kneels down by her adopted daughter and brushes with her fingers through her hair. "We will find something, darling." The brunette witch, however, turns to her and looks back, staring deep into her soul. "He is all powerful, mother.. You can't defeat him. I, myself, could only keep him at bay for a short time until he would find another loophole."

She takes her mother's hands in hers, her eyes pleading to believe that she tried everything and did not give up so easily. "As I was denying him, his Claw grew on me. I went through pain, mother. So many tears.. insomnia, restless nights. One time he had even possessed one of my classmates at the Academy so he could speak to me. I've tried so much, mother, but I can't and.. and it hurts so much. It hurts," she says, tears finally streaming down from her eyes. She was feeling so helpless against the power that the Dark Lord represents.