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In which Amatis Spellman is haunted at night by a voice, urging her to do what the Dark Lord says. She mostly complies, but when her cousin Sabrina gets involved, will she do as she is told or rebel and face the voice's wrath?
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The door to the Witches Cell gently opens, the creaking sound awakening the man in chains. He raises his head to meet eyes with Sabrina. The witch kneels down by his side. "Nick? Nick, can you hear me?" She lightly pushes his shoulder, but he didn't responds. "You're at the Academy. You're back home again. Everything's going to be okay." She glances at his chained figure when she sees a disformed, half-human and half-goat foot with a lot of hair. "Nick?" Her head snaps back to her boyfriend's face, but then she sees a malicious grin on his face.
She pulls her hands off his body as if she was stung by a bee. "Lucifer." His grin widens, giving Sabrina a feeling of unease. "Go on. Call me daddy." Sabrina ignores him. "You're bound in Damascus steel and circled in salt. There's no escape. I wanna talk to Nick." The prisoner grabs onto his chains, growling and snarling as the two souls inside that body fight over control. "Sabrina. Is it really you?" Nick looks at her with big eyes, but something is off about him. Sabrina asks him to show his tongue. When he does, it was forked like that of a snake.
Sabrina sighs. "Nice try, Satan, but a forked tongue is a dead giveaway. I wanna talk to the real Nick. Now." Nick pants and his muscles bulge out. He was growling and snarling once more, but then he gasps. "Nick, I'm going to get the Dark Lord out of you. I just have to figure out where to put him." Nick was still panting, looking desperate and hopeless. "Hurry, Sabrina. I can't-" "I know, I know." She cups his jaw lovingly. "Just be strong for me, okay?" She kisses his forehead and walks away, not noticing that she broke the circle of salt with her foot.
Above Lucifer and Nick's cell, in the hall of the Academy, Zelda started their morning assembly with a prayer. By her side stand Hilda, Amatis and Felix. Seeing that their coven was almost extinct and they desperately needed teachers, the Directrix chose her sister, her niece and her niece's friend to help out. Zelda thought Amatis and Felix to be good enough to teach, seeing they were top students of their year.
"Many years ago, my late brother, Edward, stood on this very spot and told his students that with hard work and dedication, there was no limit to what they might achieve. Today, I stand before you as Directrix with a message of equal hope. We may be depleted, but we are here. And together, we shall prevail." Hilda was about to clap for her sister, but Zelda stopped her and vows her hand against each other. The others follow quickly. "Hail Lilith, full of disgrace. The darkness is with thee. Cursed are you amongst women, and cursed is the fruit of thy womb, demons. Unholy Lilith, Mother of Night, pray for our sins now and at the witching hour of our death."
Amatis clutches her swelled stomach in pain. It usually happened after the prayer to Lilith, as if her own child was disagreeing with praying to anyone but his or her father. Felix notices her discomfort and lays a calming hand on her shoulder. "Do you need a seat?" Amatis looks at him and shakes her head. "No. No, I'm fine." But the witches of the Academy of Unseen Arts did not know about their Dark Lord being chained in the dungeouns, and he was very displeased.
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