So hi everyone! I always wanted to do a hocus pocus fanfic! Hope you guys all enjoy it! I couldn't stand the end to the movie. I always kind of liked the idea of what the witches would happen if they had survived. So. I hope you all enjoy!


Far in the reaches of the dark forest of Salem stood a small cottage. Vines clambered like giant claws up the ancient walls which were fading. "I hate this job."
"Oh get over it. You shouldn't have stayed out till dawn partying then, should you?" A voice grunted as flash lights pierced through the dark mist. The Moon was set large in the sky, a perfect round orb but the darkness of the night seemed to be claiming everything in sight. "This has got to be the place. Apparently there were some kids out here messing... I don't see why we have the old place."
"You know the legends." The man flashed the light over the old oak door. "Come on. Sooner we do this, the sooner we can go home."
"Ain't that the-"

Both watched as the door slowly creaked open.

The man flashed the light towards his partner who just adjusted her cap and black shirt. She frowned before reaching down to her belt and grabbing some handcuffs. Her hair was tied back in a bun and her cold eyes regarded the doorway as though anything could jump out of it. "Should we call for back up Angelica?"

The woman slowly turned back towards her partner and raised a questioning eyebrow at him. His skin was olive toned and his head was a thick mess of dark brown hair. He was well built but lacked confidence... unlike when he was younger. But those days had left him scarred. Without confidence. You're in the wrong job. She thought with a roll of her eyes but just shook her head. "Probably just some kids messing about." She muttered as she took a slow step onto the groaning porch.

The wind was whispering excitedly around her through the trees and she frowned. "How many reports did we get of people going missing in the area?"
"Latest reports say about four other kids... all were pre teens." The man shrugged as they slowly walked into the house. Their lights shined around to the old displays which had been set up when this house had been made a tourist sight. "This place always gives me the creeps... as though I'm being watched."
"Grow a pair." The woman growled. "It's just an empty house. There's nothing to fear in here." She shined the light around to the book which lay rested on a open display case. "The famous book." She grinned.
"Don't touch it." He snapped.
"You are such a coward Max." She laughed and flipped open the book before Max could reach out to stop her.
"See? Nothing happened." She folded a hand on her hip and slowly began to turn. "Because the stories about this place are a bunch of."

She stopped as the floorboards beneath them creaked and from the rafters something dragged itself across the upper floor.

She slowly began to walk forward as she heard the faint scratching. "You never should have opened that book!" Max snarled. "NOTHING GOOD EVER COMES FROM OPENING THAT BOOK!"

Both watched as from the shadows as a mouse scurried across the wood. "Yeah. The book unleashes a plague of mice." Angelica burst into laughter. "You're such a wimp."
"Oh I don't know... I think he's kind of cute."

Both froze as their blood ran cold as they slowly turned.

A boy was pressed up against the wall. He wore tight jeans and a framing purple shirt. He had a pearly white grin. His blond hair spiked up sharply. "Brave virgin who lit the candle." The boy smiled at the twenty year old. "Come and be my friend. I wan't to introduce you to someone... Or maybe she can help me."
"Sam Crawford?"
"Sam Sanderson." He corrected with a grin then smiled sweetly and innocently with soft brown eyes.
"Okay, Okay." Angelica frowned. "There's two things I want to sort out... First and most importantly." She slowly turned to Max. "You're a virgin?"
"Really? You're focussing on that and not the fact that this boy is crazy?"
"Don't worry I'll just radio them in and-"

She slowly began to fell quiet as a soft humming began to echo around the room. Max watched as Angelica's eyes glazed over. "Stop that! This prank isn't funny!" He frowned. Especially considering his past, this prank was not funny in the least. He slowly began to step back. "You hurt my feelings." The smile on the boy's face began to slip. Why was a sixteen year old acting like this?! This was embarrassing!
"You hurt my brother's feelings? Why are you so cruel? I have so little to help me pass the time here."

Max shot a glance up to the rafters above him. "Let me guess? William Jackson?"
"William Sanderson!" The boy snarled. "Now... you took my job." He clicked his fingers making the candles in the room light on fire.
"He took your job!" Sam bounced around the room energetically.

William face palmed as he looked at his younger brother. "I knew I never should have let you watch south park!" He sighed in disgust before running his hands through his thick light brown hair which almost seemed tainted red slightly. Max just stared at Sam as though he had dived off the deep end... what was with this boy... come to think of it... They kind of reminded him of-
"Matthew! My book!"
"But I want to play with him!" Sam stamped his foot in irritation but was patted on his head by William. "Don't worry little dear. You will have plenty chance to play with him when we're done."
"You guys remind of three hags I knew as a kid." Max snarled. "Just because you copy their last names doesn't mean-"
"Oh shut up." William flicked his wrist and the boy went flying back into the wall. "Matthew!"
"Coming William!" A voice muttered as a boy in a red hoodie sprinted into the room. He picked up the open book from the display case.
"I notice that Sam isn't doing anything!"
"I lured them here." He snarled with a hiss while Matthew barked at him.
"Shut it! Did you collected the wax?"
"Yes William." Both answered.
"You three died. You can't be here! Let alone... like that."
"He thinks we're them!" Sam laughed as he ran forward and lent back into the elder man's chest. "Do you want to meet them? We can play."
"Sam!"
"Sorry."

The boy lowered his gaze as he walked over to the desk where the book resided He slowly pulled out a small candle which had strange engravings over it, in what looked like blood... "No you can't!"
"We can and will. We've waited years for the full moon to coincide with Halloween evening! You see, the day that you killed them. You unleashed us onto the world. Before they died on that evening they each drained the life of one child. That's more than enough life force to bring them back for this."
"What do you mean I unleashed you?"
"A final curse. We." William indicated to the two other boy's. Matthew stepped in the light. He was quite strongly built with strong biceps and build. His hair was midnight black though he seemed quite nervous and shifted towards William subconsciously. "Are the legacy of the Sanderson sisters. The legacy of Sarah you met on the way here."

Sam grinned as he slowly danced around the room spinning elegantly on his heel. "We're going to have so much fun little virgin." William rolled his eyes but Max glared pointedly.
"My name is Max! Not Virgin!"
"You know the legacy Mary left." William pointed disgustedly at Matthew before stepping proudly forward. "And then there's me! The brilliant legacy of Winnie!"
"She was a bitchy hag!"
"Hold your tongue or you will share in the fate of your old dead cat! SAM! ARE THE BOYS READY?"
"Yes William." Sam coed as he hummed gently. "Come in." He said softly and Max turned in time to see people slowly walking down the stairs. All seemed almost to be glowing slightly as though an aura had grew around them. "It's making me... hungry."
"You do anything else to them and I'll rip that siren tongue out of your god damn mouth!" He snarled and watched as Sam shrank away.
"Wow... you really are Winnie's legacy. She was as stupid and as bitchy as you!"
"Wow... care to tell her that." The candle exploded into light in front of Max who turned and watched the children fall and scream as the life aura from each of them sank into the black flame of the candle. "Mother's from a distant past come back at long last. Seek revenge and you shall see, your enemy set in front of thee. Rise from death and come back to me. I call upon you! WINNIE!"

The black flames of the candle exploded into the air sending a shock wave out from the house.

What followed set Max's blood cold. "Who are you calling a bitch!?" Three sets of cackles exploded out as the candle sent out one last shock wave.

After that everything seemed to go unfocused for a while.

When Max's sight returned he soon found himself wishing it hadn't.

Sam slowly sat up and ran a hand through his blond hair. "Can I play with him now?"
"Play sounds good." A soft feminine voice whispered.

Sam turned his head to stare at a slightly older woman. She shared his blond hair and thin figure. She looked beautiful... she... she was... "MOM!" He smiled brightly and hugged her tightly. "Now we can play!"
"Once I find my lucky rat's tail."
"Right... HERE!" Sam smiled dramatically and held it out for his mother who squealed excitedly.
"WILL YOU TWO SHUT UP!" Two voices barked.

William slowly sat up and rubbed his head as he and the figure barked at the two blond idiots. "Will you two just shut up!" They watched Sarah and Sam dancing around the rooms. "What idiots." William grumbled.
"I have to agree with thee."

Both stopped and turned their heads slowly to look at each other. William slowly grinned up at his mother as Winnie's dark eyes glinted. She hadn't been this young for centuries. Her red curls fell down onto her shoulders and her beautiful figure was met by her rouge lips. "Poison or curse?" Winnie asked carefully.
"Trick question. Both." William grinned.
"What a charming boy." Winnie laughed coldly with her son then both stopped as they glared over at the two figures which had fallen into the shelves. "MATTHEW!"
"MARY!"
"Coming." Both answered as two heads popped up from behind the shelves.
"What about him?" William glared at Max who had turned as pale as a sheet. "Death is too easy... but a lasting curse would risk him getting in the way of our plans."
"Good point boy." Winnie nodded. "So..."
"WE GET TO PLAY WITH HIM!" Sam and Sarah shouted gleefully as they bounced up and down.

Winnie and William rolled their eyes while Sarah and Sam grinned darkly before dragging Max away. "I have one little toe rag in mind... but first you three." Winnie locked eyes on the three boys. "Will have to stay here. We have to be ready and leave now!"
"No, no no." William rolled his eyes. "This is where you went wrong the last time. You had the power, but nothing to back it up."

Sarah and Sam were whispering excitedly while Matthew and Mary looked like two wounded puppies. "Why was I cursed with such idiot siblings." Winnie and William face palmed at the same time.
"Just lucky I guess." Sarah and Sam giggled.
"This time we're going to be prepared... you're going to teach us all about magic and then..."

All three of the younger siblings grinned. "We're going to run this town."