*Author's Note: New to the fandom but I had a little idea I wanted to play with. Not set in any particular part of the show, slightly AU.
Chapter One
Another day, another demon. A group of Father Blackwood's supporters had decided to take aim at the Spellman family. It started with a few curses. But it had escalated to the point that demons were being summoned, demons that were almost too powerful for the Spellmans to ward off. Almost.
While Ambrose and Aunt Hilda tried to figure out just who was behind the matter, Sabrina and Aunt Zelda were busy in the library as they looked for a spell powerful enough to protect them.
"Auntie Zee, what about this one?" Sabrina asked as she held up the page for Zelda to study. "This looks like it could do the trick."
"It could," Zelda pondered. "But it requires five witches from the same family to perform it in order to make the pentagram. We only have four."
"Surely there's another Spellman we could ask to help us?" Sabrina pressed.
"None that would be here in time to do us any good." Zelda answered matter of factly.
Sabrina nodded, though she wasn't going to give up that easily. She knew the Spellmans were a powerful family of witches. Surely there was at least one out there somewhere willing to help them?
Sabrina decided to look through the books of family history. Death, birth, and dark baptism records were all kept together over the course of centuries. Sabrina sifted through them, looking for the most recent Spellman prior to her. The last dark baptism was that of a woman named Lucinda Spellman, taking place March 15, 1964. Sabrina searched through the records and found no death certificate which was a good sign. She continued sifting through the documents and found Lucinda's birth certificate.
Name: Lucinda Blair Spellman
Date of Birth: March 15, 1948
Born to Zelda Spellman
Sabrina continued to stare at the document in disbelief. Why would Aunt Zelda hide the fact that she had a daughter? What had happened between them to cause Zelda to think that they couldn't call on her for help? If Sabrina called on her for help would she even answer?
Sabrina decided it was worth a shot.
After helping Ambrose and the aunts with casting the nightly protection spell, Sabrina took the documents up to her room and searched for a spell that would help her make contact with her estranged cousin.
"Of all the Spellmans abound,
I call on Lucinda Blair,
Once lost, now found,
To here from there"
"Where the Heaven am I?" Sabrina heard a voice behind her.
She turned and saw a young woman, maybe a few years older than herself, standing in a black satin nightgown with a sheer red robe trimmed with feathers. Her hair was piled into a voluminous bouffant, her eyes were lined in sharp black wings and dark red lipstick stained her lips.
"Lucinda?" Sabrina asked.
"Most people call me Luci, but yeah. What can I do ya for?" The raven haired woman shrugged before sauntering over to Sabrina's bed and taking a seat, her posture never falling.
She pulled a cigarette out from her robe and leaned over a candle as she lit it. She took a long drag as she slid her cigarette holder over her finger and clipped the filter in place. Sabrina couldn't help but stare at what seemed to be a younger version of her Aunt Zee.
"Sweetheart, close your mouth or you'll catch locusts." Lucinda warned with a roll of her icy blue eyes. "Would you like to tell me why you teleported me from my beautiful apartment in Las Vegas to… again where the Heaven am I?"
"My name is Sabrina Spellman. My father was Edward Spellman, High-
"High Priest of the Church of , I'm familiar. He was my uncle. " Luci interrupted. "Wait, did you bring me to Greendale?"
"Yeah, I needed your help with a spell."
Lucinda suddenly grew tense, taking another long drag of her cigarette.
"I promised myself I would never come back to this Satan-forsaken town," She exhaled. "Surely there's someone else you can call on?"
"The spell requires five witches from the same bloodline." Sabrina explained. "It's the only spell strong enough to protect us from anything short of the Dark Lord Himself and you're the closest relative I could find."
Lucinda sighed, smoke escaping her lips.
"Do you think you can help with the spell?" Sabrina asked.
"Oh the spell will be easy peasy." Lucinda chuckled. "It's my mother I'm not sure about."
"What happened between you two?" Sabrina sat next to her cousin. "Auntie Zee's never even mentioned you."
"So I'm guessing she doesn't know you called on me. " Sabrina nodded and Lucinda joined her as she began to understand.
"To give you the short version, I was an arrogant young witch. I thought I knew how to deal with the Dark Lord despite my mother's warnings and now my debt to Him is set to minimum payments."
"Can I hear the long version?" Sabrina prodded.
"Maybe tomorrow." Lucinda winked. "I'm going to pop back home for a minute to grab a few things and I'll be back before the witching hour."
And as soon as she said the teleportation spell, she was gone.
At that moment, there was a knock on Sabrina's bedroom door.
"Come in!" She called.
"Is everything alright in here?" Aunt Zelda stepped inside. "Who were you talking to?"
"Just Salem." Sabrina shrugged as her familiar jumped up on the bed.
"Okay," Zelda nodded, though still suspicious of the young witch. "Don't stay up too late."
"Got it, Aunt Zee." Sabrina nodded.
Sabrina fell back on the bed as she let out a deep breath, relieved that Lucinda left when she did. She prayed to Satan that the reunion between her cousin and her aunt would go smoothly.